Chapter 42

The fifth floor of HongRi Magic Cave.

The entrance is a high platform, filled with a strong evil spirit. Xuanyuan took the lead and rushed to the edge of the high platform. He was shocked to see the scene in front of him.

Yan Ziyun, Gu Xing and Yigan's true disciples, who followed behind Xuanyuan, were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

The real blood is flowing and the corpses are everywhere.

Countless human demon bodies lie on the ground, including yecha, which Xuanyuan didn't meet. Black scales grow all over the body. At first glance, it is obvious that the defense is even more amazing. At least the demon family with the power of fighting the king.

Piled up densely, in the distance, I saw Feng crack riding a dragon scale horse, fighting with a man with a battle axe in his hand.

The black fighting spirit and the gray fighting spirit collided violently. Fengcrack held a long gun. This long gun is called "Fengling gun". It is a top-grade ground weapon with unparalleled power. With the divine means of fengcrack, the art of attacking and killing is vividly reflected.

Wu Ming could not hide his shock when he saw this scene. As expected, he was Feng crack, the true disciple of the "Doulong fairy house". Although Feng crack was only 33 among the true disciples of the "Doulong fairy house", he was the youngest of the true disciples and was very popular with many elders of the "Doulong fairy house".

Wu Ming also knew that Yuehua gate was found here this time by the "dragon fighting talisman" issued by Feng crack to encircle and suppress HongRi Magic Cave. Many people knew that, so he found it here.

Wu Ming's mind flashed countless thoughts almost at this moment. Although he was a member of the Yin family, what he practiced was not the Yin family's magic power, and their identities were confidential. Wu Ming was not afraid of his identity being exposed. Maybe something could be done!

In the distance, I only heard that a man with a battle axe and an incomparably majestic look was defeated by the wind. Behind the man, there were ten people in black robes. These people were the ghosts of the demon family. They could use their fighting spirit to show their magic means to sacrifice and summon.

At this moment, ten ghosts surrounded a tattooed altar, and their huge fighting spirit condensed into marks and entered the altar.

"Hum, Ghost War, you're all going to die today. You dare to kill our people when I'm in charge of the patrol envoy. You'll die today." The wind crack is extremely domineering. He holds a two meter long "wind spirit gun" to stir. His black hair is flying, his handsome face is full of murders, and his two sword eyebrows go into his temples, making the wind crack look heroic and unstoppable.

"Wind crack, don't deceive people too much. If our demon clan wants to kill the people under the jurisdiction of Yuehua gate, there are definitely more deaths and injuries. You should understand that sometimes it's impossible for us to control all the demon clans who have lost their intelligence. It's like your people don't often enter here and hunt them. Don't be too overbearing." The strong man named Ghost War vomited a mouthful of blood and shouted angrily.

"Hum, it's not our race, and their hearts must be different. If you demon clan don't stay in your demon state and hide from the underground plot of our Terran Dongzhou, you dare to make strong arguments. Don't think I don't know you're procrastinating. I think you can procrastinate for how long!" The wind crack is aggressive, the black hair is raised, the dragon scale horse at the crotch makes a noise, the nostrils emit two flames, the four hoofs step on it, and roll up a violent wind. The two fighting spirits of wind and fire gather together, which is more powerful and rolled into the Ghost War.

The black fighting spirit surged out of the ghost battle, and the battle axe in his hand was chopping out again and again to resist the wind crack. However, at this time, a shocking blood light rushed out from the altar behind the ghost battle, and ten ghost spirits screamed:

"Flesh and blood sacrifice, summon the projection! Take the lead princess!"

Standing on the high platform overlooking all this, Xuanyuan clearly saw countless human demons and night forks. Their bodies burned inexplicably. Their blood penetrated into the ground, leaving only Yingrun and powerful inner pills. Xuanyuan's eyes lit up and immediately ordered Wu Ming:

"Wu Ming, hurry up and collect all these internal alchemy for me. It's all money."

Wu Ming is helpless, but these inner alchemy can indeed sell a large amount of money. If it were for himself, he wouldn't miss it, but now it's searched and can only be Xuanyuan's.

From the palm of Wu Ming's hand, the huge fighting spirit gathered into a huge vortex and turned into a huge suction force. It sucked the inner alchemy lying quietly on the ground. After counting, there were 120 human demon inner alchemy in the realm of fighting madness and eight yecha inner alchemy in the realm of fighting King. This is really a huge wealth.

Feeling the fluctuation of fighting spirit, Feng crack turned around and saw Xuanyuan leading the true disciples of Yigan Yuehua gate here. He quickly ordered:

"Xuanyuan, get them out of the HongRi devil cave. Your task has been completed. This is not where you can come."

Xuanyuan calmly collected the inner pill into the Dou Jie and said:

"Ziyun, you and lone star take them away. I have Wu Ming's protection. It doesn't matter. I want to see it here."

Yan Ziyun jumped directly onto lone star without any nonsense. She knew Xuanyuan would never do anything uncertain and gave an order:

"Retreat!"

The true disciples who came here are all strong in the realm of fighting madness, but obviously they are not enough. Wu Ming has reached the peak of fighting king. There is no problem in protecting Xuanyuan. On the one hand, it is far away.

The whole altar trembled almost at this moment.

A breath of incomparable terror came out, and even Xuanyuan and Wu Ming standing at the entrance felt it.

"Dou Di, this is the breath of Dou di." Wu Ming roared in a low voice: "go, it's too late if you don't go again. Even if it's just a projection of the fighting emperor, I can't resist it."

Xuanyuan waved his hand and said with a dignified face:

"What are you afraid of? Childe fengcrack didn't run away. We're still so far away. We'll be fine."

From the altar, countless talismans were intertwined with blood, and finally a woman's figure was condensed. The woman was dressed in flaming red makeup, with long flaming hair flying, exquisite and charming face flowing with endless charm and temptation. A snow-white chest was held high, and a black magic lotus bloomed on her chest, It gives people a very strange feeling. A pair of straight and slender jade legs point in the air, which is soul stirring.

Wu Ming was not afraid of this power, but Xuanyuan's strength was not high. For a moment, he fell into endless illusions. A beautiful female, naked and body entangled himself, panting and whispering, enchanting Xuanyuan.

However, at this time, the Qingxin jade pendant in Xuanyuan's body suddenly shook with a loud bang. The Qingxin jade pendant was blown to pieces and turned into a clear stream straight to Xuanyuan's forehead. Xuanyuan woke up almost at this moment and was shocked:

"What magic skill is this!"

However, at this time, Feng crack still sat on the dragon scale horse with a "wind spirit gun" in his hand, his black hair flying, looked at the woman in front of him, and said coldly:

"Shida, the long Princess of the magic state imperial dynasty, although you have reached the realm of fighting emperor, this is just a projection of fighting emperor. What can you do to me?"

However, at the moment when the voice of the wind crack fell, a very lovely girl came out from Shida. She looked like a porcelain doll. She was cute and delicate, and her figure was a little petite. However, the saint daughter peak in front of Shida was fuller than Shida. Her eyes were watery, sincere and pure. She wrapped her wonderful body in a pure black robe, slim waist and hips, The girl's figure is perfectly outlined. She is the standard little Lori of children's speech, which makes people feel no hostility to her.

"Sister, many soldiers of our demon clan died here. They are so poor." This porcelain doll like girl is the same size as Xuanyuan. Her voice is soft and weak, making people feel very comfortable.

"Well, Xiao Lu, I'll lend you a fight." The girl whom Shida called Xiaodan floated out from her projection and integrated into Shida's body.

"Shifu is actually a little princess of the demon family. The 'body of ten thousand medicines' has mastered several kinds of fighting fire and a generation of medicine refining masters." The originally arrogant wind crack, at this moment, his look changed greatly, his legs suddenly clamped, the whole body's wind system fighting spirit rolled up, and the dragon scale horse immediately ran back.

"Hum, wind crack, you're too aggressive. Although I've just stepped into the realm of fighting the emperor, a projection is enough to deal with you." Shida's face was cold and gorgeous, and her jade arm was raised. She saw her slender five fingers open. From her fingertips, the thick fighting spirit of the five fingers condensed thin and undetectable wires of fire and sprayed away towards the wind crack that had retreated all the way.