Alluring Poisonous Consort: Overwhelms the Demonic King

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"Will you fight?"

The purple robe fluttered in the lingering wind, shaking a faint circle of Jinhui, Shui Jingyue holding the little prince in one hand and holding it behind her, her handsome and bleak face was as plain as a landscape painting, elegant and quiet. There is no trace of emotions.

The blood-stained red-colored edge of the red coat permeated the wind, and the radiant white and beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The red-stained lips were now even more glamorous like a deep mountain because of a little blood. Bone enchanting demon gods, a layer of killing air in the scarlet eyes. His white, slender fingertips protruded from the silky, wide, ornate cuffs, and his long arms were stretched out to see the colorful vitality between his palms as if setting up a rainbow bridge.

Then this dreamy rainbow rose, and the two layers of the Xeon-to-Solid enchantment across the horizon of the horizon began to tremble. The shaking of the ground seemed to be about to lose its fulcrum and could break at any time.

The purple eyes of the enchanting atmosphere are slightly stunned by the moonlight flow. The large and thick palms are lifted with five fingers and claws. The golden air flow interweaves in his palm into a crystal ball flowing with golden light. The golden color in the crystal ball The light gathered a little bit, and finally interweaved into a golden dragon.

As the Water Mirror Moon also began to luck, the enchantment above finally couldn't withstand the huge fluctuations of power, and began to show signs of cracking. A series of pale cracks like interwoven lightning, issued a crackling crackling sound, terrifying .

The gust of wind was rising, and the red gown fluttered and danced wildly.

Yan Yan's beautiful face was illuminated by colorful and colorful Yuanling. He clasped his hands with a long arm, and the rich Yuanling carried the thunderous momentum from his palm like a cannonball, toward the water mirror. Shoot it and wipe out countless sparks in the air.

With the slam of Yan Yan, a layer of enchantment in the sky exploded, and countless shards of ability splashed out like fireworks. The grass wherever it passed was not born, and everything was ashes.

Shui Jingyue flipped her palms and swung her sleeves wide, and a golden dragon in her hand uttered a roaring sound towards Yuan Ling, who flew towards Yan Yan, and rushed away.

One gold and one color, two strong spirits met in mid-air, like two stars colliding in the dark night, exploding the dazzling pale light, the light rising up into the sky, like a giant wave of the angry sea The paleness of the sun shining brightly into the sun, even the eye-catching Jinwu, was captured, and a layer of lifeless paleness was shrouded.

Between heaven and earth, at that moment, only a layer of devastating paleness remained.

The last layer of enchantment was also smashed and broken, and the entire land of Tianya broke down, willing to pour into the endless void.

The two forces that were within a hundred miles without being dare to approach were still deadlocked. In their deadlock, the seawater flowed back, the Cangshan fell, the sun and the moon were dark, and the world was discolored.

The two are equal in strength. In this pair, they have not kept their tolerance, and have been restraining each other.

As Yuanling of the Water Mirror Moon enters the dragon egg, the prince who was originally dim in gray scales is surrounded by a layer of pale golden light, and a gentle stream of golden elements is constantly flowing around him, and gradually his scales recover. The dazzling golden color, the eyelids that had been weak on the eyelids also opened, and the beautiful eyes like amethyst were restored.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the little prince saw the situation clearly. He immediately spun into a sharp golden sword and flew along the golden dragon flying out of Shui Jingyue's palm.

The golden blade penetrated from Jinlong's abdomen, flew out of Jinlong's open mouth, penetrated the colorful Yuanling, shot directly into Yan's body, and passed through Yan's body.

"Um." A snoring moan, the bright red splattered blood spilled from the corner of Yan Yan's lips.

At this time, Shui Jingyue also carried a golden vitality in his other hand and struck Yan Yan. Two Jinhuis merged into one. Jin Long opened his claws and pierced Yan Yuan's spirit like a bamboo.

Looking at the golden dragon coming from Pentium, Yan Yan's eyes were cold, his body twisted, Yuan Ling closed, and leapt to the sky.

After seeing this in the water mirror, his fingertips were pulled back and pulled back, and the golden dragon that Pentium went out was sucked back into his palm. One stood up straight through Jiuxiao, rested on tiptoes on the floating soft cloud, and looked at the Yan Yan opposite.

"The deity will be waiting for you for the last three days!" Throwing down this sentence, Yan Yan turned into a streamer and disappeared.

"Father Emperor, let him go like this?" The little prince flew up, watching Yan Yan immediately, and there was a reluctance in the beautiful dragon head.

Shui Jingyue stretched out his hand and hugged his son in his arms: "I did not do my best to fight with him, and Cang Yun would no longer exist."

"Hum." The little prince hummed softly.

The angle of the lip of the water mirror is slightly lifted, and a gentle smile that is both helpless and spoiled is launched: "Let's go back."

"Where?" The little prince jumped carefully, did the father want to show him Canaan?

"You might as well protect that sword soul, don't you take it back?" Shui Jingyue raised long, black and dense eyelashes, and the charming purple eyes were tender and intimate.

After Shui Jingyue's reminder, the little prince glared, and flew away towards the Xingyao grove. The mother was still in the air, and if the sword soul was damaged, the mother would be injured.

Seeing the little prince disappeared in front of him for a moment, Shui mirror Yueqing shook her head with a smile, and jumped towards the little prince.

Shui Jingyue is one step ahead of the little prince. He spins in the air, and the sword soul is held in his palm. As soon as the cold sword body started, Shui Jingyue trembled at her fingertips, and a familiar airflow passed along his fingertips into his heart.

"This sword ..." Shui Jingyue looked down at the soul of the sword in the blood of her palm, and her purple eyes flashed an unknown light.

"Father Emperor, give it to me." The little prince arrived one step late and saw Shui Jingyue holding the sword soul tightly, as if holding his heart tightly, raising her voice, and rushing towards Shui Jingyue.

Shui Jingyue watched as a streamer turning in his palm, taking the little prince from the sword soul in his hand, watching his son's gaffe, like a carefully tailored sword eyebrow: "Why do you care so much about this handle?" Sword soul. "

The little prince also thought that he had acted too aggressively, so he lowered his eyes and whispered softly, "This is what the mother left to the baby."

The little prince gently seemed to be able to be scattered by the wind like a thorn pierced into the heart of Shui Jingyue. He stepped forward softly, and stroked the little prince's eggshell with his palm: "Be assured, Father Emperor will save you After the mother, she will never put her in danger in the future. "

The little prince heard the words and looked up, and he looked up at his head: "Father and emperor, the mother-in-law told the baby that she had been with you once and for all. Is it true or not?"

This sudden question made Shui Jingyue stunned.