Begin immortality by slaying demons

Miao Qinghui clenched her hands hard.

It was obvious that Junior Brother Tong no longer had any expectations about killing the Golden Winged Demon King.

What he planned was to stay and break up the family.

"Be careful yourself."

Miao Qinghui knew that this was not the time to hesitate, so she left only one instruction and once again used the Mysterious Pagoda to help her senior sister drive back the Golden-winged Nine-striped Tiger, and said loudly: "Escape separately!"

After her words fell, she quickly fled towards the distance.

Tong Xinchuan adjusted her breathing and instantly opened the formation. She saw the phoenix bird dancing, scattering light and dust all over the sky, using the golden thread as a boundary, covering all the tiger demons.

He turned around and saw that Master Lingxi was still trembling and holding the magic formula, but he was not trying to attack the Golden Winged Demon King, but was healing his injuries instinctively.

"Let's go quickly." The child's heart was filled with despair.

"I...what will you do if I leave?" Master Lingxi said in a trembling voice with a face full of panic.

"Get out of here!"

Tong Xinchuan glared at him angrily, and his mood finally collapsed.

With the cooperation of the few of them, as long as the senior sister performs normally, there is no problem not to say defeating the Great Demon King, but at least a tie.

Who would have thought that the other party would be so arrogant in Wutong Mountain, and he would look like an idiot when he came out.

When the two met, they were severely wounded by the Demon King from the same realm.

What a fart!

Hearing a sudden roar, Master Lingxi was stunned for a moment, and then flew away in a daze, looking back as he moved away.

"Senior sister, go this way!"

Master Qingfeng suddenly hammered his forehead, used a flying shuttle to guide the senior sister, and then fled to the other side.

Shila——

Almost at the same time, the huge phoenix bird was torn apart by sharp claws!

The Golden Winged Demon King smashed the light curtain with his fist.

He stepped into the second trap unhurriedly.

"I am actually quite curious. With your personalities, you rarely act together. Has this lion provoked you?"

The plump woman looked up with a smile while breaking the formation.

Until this moment, she had not even revealed her true form.

"..."

Tong Xinchuan was silent for a moment and said calmly: "If you kill the genius of the human race, you have to save a life. I still want to live well in the future, and I can't just watch it rise. It's just bad luck."

As he spoke, his face became paler.

He was actually fighting with the Great Demon King, trying to set up a fourth formation when he broke the formation.

Such an action brought the burden on his soul to the extreme.

Finally, the Forging God Tencel at the fingertips was exhausted.

He staggered to the ground and took out various array items from his storage bag to complete the array.

The Golden-Winged Demon King looked at his actions indifferently, and punched again, and the vast demonic power surged out like a vast ocean, breaking through the second formation.

"Not bad. As a reward, you can be the first to die."

Hearing this, Tong Xinchuan calmly counted the time.

Realizing that it was too late to set up the fifth formation, he smiled at the Golden-Winged Demon King and said, "If possible, I would like to try to escape, just in case something changes."

"I hope you will be so optimistic in your next life."

The plump woman slowly crawled to the ground, the demonic power swept over her, and her huge tiger body quietly appeared on the spot.

Looking at the back of the childlike innocence.

She swooped forward, her golden wings covered in flowing light, her majestic figure crashed out, and was shattered twice in succession in a arrogant manner.

"..."

Tong Xinchuan ran away with all his strength.

He had never experienced such an embarrassing posture in the first half of his life, but he experienced it twice in a short period of time.

Feeling the fierce aura coming from behind.

He closed his eyes silently.

Damn it, you shouldn't have gone to Laoshizi Wutong Mountain and died as soon as possible, otherwise why would you have to suffer today's bad luck.

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded in my ears.

"come over."

Tong Xinchuan's heart was beating fast, and she instinctively looked in a certain direction.

I was just talking about it just for fun, could there really be a turn for the better?

But he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, besides Master and Nie Jun, who else in the world dared to help him in front of the Golden Winged Demon Emperor.

"what's on your mind?"

A clear voice of curiosity came quietly from behind.

The hair on the child's heart stood on end, and then he was slapped on the body by a generous tiger palm.

With just one palm, his body cracked and cracked, and rich clear light surged towards the sky.

"puff!"

Tong Xinchuan's features were ferocious, but he didn't make any sound.

He knew that he could still be alive now.

It's just because this big demon king still has a playful mind, like a cat playing with a mouse, enjoying the bad fun of hunting.

If it were any other enemy, Tong Xinchuan would definitely feel extremely humiliated.

But facing the golden-winged nine-striped tiger, he only felt deep despair in his heart.

He could only rely on his last bit of consciousness and rush towards the direction of the voice in his ear.

Plop——

Tong Xinchuan suddenly fell out, and the bright red robe on her body was covered with grass and mud, making her look extremely embarrassed.

He opened his eyes tremblingly and looked at the pair of boots in his hazy field of vision.

Look upward.

It is a dress as black as ink, with gorgeous patterns woven with gold threads, filled with golden clouds, and auspicious dragons and phoenixes.

Until I saw the young man's face clearly.

On that handsome face, clear eyes stared in front of him calmly.

Tong Xinchao's hands suddenly sank into the mud, and her expression was full of shock: "Are you dead?!"

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at him sideways, with a hint of speechlessness on her lips.

Then he stepped over him.

I really don’t understand how these idiots have such brains that they want to crash into the Cave of Thousand Monsters at this time.

If they didn't need to divert the attention of other demons, they would try to gain more stability for Da Gan.

Shen Yi really didn't want to meddle in this business.

"Another one?"

The golden-winged nine-striped tiger hung in the air and looked down curiously: "He thought you were dead...so you are the so-called genius?"

She looked at it carefully for a moment and shook her head: "I can't tell."

No matter how she looked at him, he was just a young monk in the early stages of becoming a god. Could it be that he was particularly young?

"Forget it, you're going to die anyway."

The Golden-Winged Demon King withdrew his gaze and looked away. There was nothing interesting about this newcomer.

It’s better to clean up as soon as possible and go find the person with the mysterious tower to play with.

Thinking of this, she waved her palm again and smashed it to the ground lightly!

Looking at the shadow that suddenly enveloped him.

The eyelids of Tong Xinchuan, who was lying on the ground, jumped instinctively. Then, a thick ink mark appeared in his sight, blocking the pressing tiger claw in mid-air.

This is a somewhat unusual scene.

Let the Golden-winged Demon King slowly retract his sight and look down again.

After being silent for a long time, she laughed: "I misjudged him, he is playing with formations again... Tsk, my emperor has already entered the formation."

As he spoke, the golden-winged nine-striped tiger raised his palm again and smashed it downwards. His voice was full of ferocity: "Do you want to ask him what the end will be if he plays with this thing in front of the emperor?!"