Dressed As a Female Partner In the Virgin Mary

The liquid black mist swept so quickly and turned into a heavy blow, already sinking into Ning Zixu's chest.

At such a close distance, Ning Zixu focused on Monk Quidu again, allowing Yewusha to succeed.

It's like when you are fully focused on something, someone leaned over and suddenly slammed in your ears!

Ning Zixu was shocked and furious.

For a while, he also thought flawlessly about why the Phantom Assassin appeared, and whether it was dispatched by the Quito.

He instantly suppressed his anger, and the hot anger suddenly turned into cold snow.

Like Ning Zixu, a person with a deep mind, he calmed his anger in an instant and eliminated all impulses.

The sword energy in the black mist, Ning Zixu's profound energy quickly flowed to protect the body.

From the naked eye, Yewusha's pitch-black sword aura had already touched Ning Zixu's body, as if he had already made a secret plan. However, in reality, Ye Wusha's blow was only a blow on the air shield in front of Ning Zixu, and was blocked by life.

The black mist was pressing harder, pressing closer to half an inch, making Ning Zixu's internal organs also seem to feel the cold taste of the cold.

However, this is the case, the Phantom Assassin's sword intent can't get closer to half a point.

Among the half-immortal monks, Ning Zixu was regarded as the best in the same level. His three flowers gathered together, the conditions were satisfactory, but for some reason, he could not set foot in the fairyland for a long time. Over the years, Ning Zixu was also very anxious. But even in a hurry, it seems useless.

This is so, in the same rank, Yewusha is still inferior to him.

The Phantom Assassin is good at seizing the opportunity, picking the right opportunity, and taking advantage of the trend.

However, under the actual strength competition, the opponent is inferior to Ning Zixu.

Ning Zixu's cheeks changed from white to red. Of course Ye Wusha is good at timing, he was hurt a bit, but that didn't matter. The body of remnant blood was burned by the fighting spirit, and the raging power rose even more.

He burned his body, causing that Frost Sword and sword light to circulate, and he chanted again.

At this moment, Yewusha suddenly smiled softly. Her voice has always been hoarse and unpleasant, but this chuckle, like a yellow oriole out of the valley, is very moving. Seen in this way, this mysterious Phantom Assassin with no face is actually a woman.

Accompanied by Ye Wusha's triumphant and brisk laughter, a sword pierced from Ning Zi's undefended back.

Ning Zixu was initially attracted by monk Quedu, so he was accidentally calculated by Yewusha and hit his eyes.

He resisted a wave of Yewusha's attack, reacted quickly and his injuries were not serious, and he finally resisted.

At this time of Piansheng, there was a third wave of surprises and trickery on him.

This is the same as a matryoshka. If you remove one layer, there is another layer, and there is a sleeve in the sleeve.

And the one who was able to stand behind Ning Zixu was naturally the one who Ningxian head could still trust.

If this person can be trusted by Ning Zi, it is naturally because of his excellent performance, or related interests, and more importantly, the extremely mediocre person.

Palace Master Yan Liren of the Sword Mansion looked weird, but the sword in his hand pierced Ning Zixu's back.

The people around him were also stupid.

The Palace Master of the Sword Mansion has always looked forward to Ning Zi's imaginary horse, and the predecessors and posters have always admired Ning Zi. Because of this, Yan Liren was also criticized by others, thinking that he could be the Palace Master of the Sword Mansion by kneeling to a standard.

Today, for Ning Zixu and Chu Wanying's embarrassment, he wanted to do something against Bai Li Nie, and even was killed by his big cousin.

As a result, Palace Master Yan was injured, and he threw his face on the ground and stepped on it thoroughly.

No one thought that he would stab Ning Zixu with a sword, nor did Ning Zixu.

Sometimes the backwater is unexpected, usually by people who are ignored.

Even on both sides of the battle, there was an unreal feeling like a magical illusion. Everyone was shocked in their hearts, only to feel that there is no real feeling in the world.

Even Palace Master Yan's true feelings towards the head of the immortal are hypocritical, what else is sincere in this world?

Looking at you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you didn't expect to be a traitor.

However, Chu Wanying's hand had already loosened Xiao Ning's wrist and stared at her wrist subconsciously.

Some memories suddenly rushed to Chu Wanying's mind between the flashes of lightning, causing Chu Wanying's heart to tremble slightly.

That was in front of Moyuan. She was under the control of the puppet's puppet, and she couldn't help her behavior, letting Baili Nie manipulate and control her, and she became the hostage of this great demon.

This feeling was naturally uncomfortable, and Chu Wanying remembered more deeply what happened at that time——

She was unwilling, her finger bones turned out subconsciously, and later found a small red spot on her wrist.

Yan Liren moved extremely fast, with a weird complexion, and very abnormal finger bones. Only then did a little red mark on his wrist slip past Chu Wanying's eyes.

Chu Wanying's heart couldn't help beating.

Isn't that puppet manipulator already shattered by the light sword aura?

All the things that happened today suddenly passed through Chu Wanying's mind.

Subconsciously, Chu Wanying suddenly turned sideways.

Bai Li Nie stretched out his hands, showing his innocence, and smiled slightly.

The few words between Chu Wanying's eyebrows also made Baili Nie's interpretation clear. When two people communicate, there is no need for words.

There is no magic weapon in his hand, it has nothing to do with him.

But does it really matter?

Chu Wanying closed her eyes suddenly, and there was a loud voice in her heart, these are all conspiracies!

Everything is a conspiracy, terrible.

Before Baili Nie's words had nothing to say, Yan Liren was angered, and Xiao Ning shot him off. Maybe at that time, Yan Liren was already calculated.

In full view, Yan Liren's muscles twisted and trembled strangely, and the sweat had already penetrated.

Many people didn't expect him to turn back, and the ironic thing was that Yan Liren didn't even think of it himself.

My day, why can't I control my hands?

Yan Liren's heart was broken at this moment.

However, the blood flower flying, he, Ning Zixu's most loyal dog, has also done a big thing.

Stabbed with a sword, simply and neatly.

A gleam of light flickered in the monk's eyes, which seemed a bit of joy. The Venerable's finger gently hooked, and the small puppet seed attached to Yan Liren's back suddenly turned into dust.

Baili Nie took advantage of such a small puppet seed, and after all, it exceeded its original value.

Poor Palace Master Yan regained his autonomy, and he immediately stepped back a few steps. For a while, he was incoherent with fear: "Shou Xian, I, I didn't mean it."

This remark seemed a bit ridiculous for a while. Isn't it a deliberate thing?

Bai Li Nie leaned out: "It wasn't intentional, but it was intentional. Palace Master Yan, I think you are righteous to kill your relatives, so you can do things like this."

He didn't have a big voice, except that when others didn't speak, Bai Li Nie's voice was especially obvious.

However, Yan Liren looked horrified at the moment, and he didn't want to tear him up with Baili Nie. His hands trembled lightly, looking at the blood on the blade, as if I was dying.

However, at this time, Ning Zixu was too late to be angry, and even dealt with Yan Liren flawlessly.

In these short words, Ye Wusha took the opportunity to make up his knife, and with a stroke of the long sword, it pierced Ning Zixu's heart.

Finally, Ning Zixu's cheeks were completely pale, and wow, he vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was hard to see the extreme.

Ye Wusha giggled, and suddenly she moved into the mysterious palace's disciples.

She didn't know what to do, as if a drop of water melted into the sea, it disappeared quickly.

These wonderful methods immediately caused panic among the crowd, and the cultivators in the Profound Palace were all panicked.

Although the Great Array of Heaven and Earth Ten Directions Exterminating the Human Race is the crystallization of human wisdom, it has a small problem, guarding against the outside but not the inside. Ye Wusha didn't know what he had done, so she sneaked into the formation beforehand. The demon in the wartime had done this in the same way before.

But this is obviously not the most alarming thing. At this moment, under the eyes of everyone, an incredible thing happened.

Although Ning Zixu tried his best to resist, he was still given a series of routines.

As for monks, their bodies have been strengthened, and they are more spiritual. If it weren't for the head and heart, it wouldn't hurt the soul and wouldn't die.

But now, Ning Zi humbly was stabbed with a sword by Yewusha, achieving the conditions for his soul to be injured.

Then there are some things that can't be hidden after all.

Ning Zixu had already changed his blood and swallowed his soul, and ordinary methods could no longer detect that he was a demon. However, his soul, after all, came from the demon vein, no matter how deep it was hidden, it couldn't change this fundamental.

Baili Nie had already used Xiao Ning's mouth to tell the truth.

Once the soul is damaged, Ning Zixu will be demonized.

Said it is demonization, it is actually a way for Ning Zi's virtual demon soul to repair itself, but the healing effect is stronger, and even the appearance will be affected.

The immune system of this demon is simply a disaster for the demon holding the human vest.

Ning Zixu is now in a high position, and he is in a semi-immortal realm, and it was originally unlikely to damage the soul.

As the head of the fairy, he has become very cherished, and many dangerous things can be left to others.

However, Ning Zixu was seriously injured now under the serial calculations of a caring person.

The pain of the soul is intolerable. A mortal being stabbed in the heart will die. Although Ning Zixu is not dead at this moment, his cheeks are twisted because of the pain.

However, at this moment, the exclamations that sounded one after another seemed to be more unbearable than the pain of the soul.

His hair was no longer as black as it was before, from the tip of the hair to gray, and then from gray to white, bit by bit, shocking. Of course, the hair color was fine. Ning Zixu's pupils gradually turned into weird white.

After all, Xiao Ning inherited his devil blood, so he has only his appearance characteristics.

Before everyone, Ning Zixu, the head of the human race, showed the appearance of a demon!

Many people have a big groove in their hearts, and their hearts are even more shocking than seeing the heaven and earth ten directions to annihilate the great formation.

Even though Chu Wanying accused it like this--

Even if someone is dubious--

However, even if it is so, many people do not really believe this matter even if they have doubts in their hearts.

Who can accept that the upright leader is really a demon?

Ning Zixu's trembling fingers pressed his cheek, because the finger bones were too hard, he actually scratched a little bit of blood on the cheek. However, the terrible, pure white pupil color was still fiercely exposed in front of everyone.

"Majin!"

"He really is a demon!"

The surrounding sounds buzzed, like the wings of a bee trembling, sentence by sentence fell into Ning Zixu's ears.

There was anger, disgust, and shock in those voices.

Just now confronted the Profound Palace, the Quedu monks were just waiting intently. However, at this moment, they also sacrificed magical weapons one after another, leaving no trace of affection.

If the scene in front of you was shocking to the monks of Quedu, then it would be a fatal mental attack on the monks of the Profound Palace.

There was also Palace Master Xuanfu who was suspicious of Ning Zi, but they were really disappointed and uncomfortable inside if they really pulled out the truth.

Fairy Luo Rui was very angry, and she didn't feel that she took a step back. Like other Profound Palace masters, her heart was full of pain.

This scene was revealed before my eyes, and it was finally unbelievable.

However, the ones who broke down most were the Profound Sky monks who supported Ning Zixu.

They are Ning Zixu's key network objects, and Ning Zixu has made a lot of effort over the years. In short, they are Ning Zixu's leftover fans.

For Ning Zixu, they even turned a deaf ear to the accusations and only supported Ning Zixu.

Even, he did not hesitate to fight with Quedu to maintain Ning Zixu's dominance.

They didn't believe that Ning Zixu was a demon at all, but Ning Zixu showed those white pupils that seemed to be cursed in front of them.

"Ah, demon, he, the head of the immortal is actually a demon?"

The voice seemed to cry and laugh, almost collapsed.

These Tianxuan monks seem to have been slapped a lot in public, and their outlook on life has been completely subverted.

With a thump, someone finally knelt down, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

As a sword repairer, he naturally regards the sword in his hand as extremely important. However, at this moment, the cultivator of the Profound Sky allowed his magic weapon to fall to the ground. This was because his mental breakdown was completely broken, and his beliefs were all stepped into the mud.

Just as Chu Wanying had expected before, once Ning Zi's identity as the Void Demon was revealed, he would have nothing.

The foundation of the Immortal Head of the Profound Palace was nothing more than a castle in the sky, a castle on the sand, and it disappeared with a single touch. The beginning of all this was nothing but a deception.

It's not his, and it doesn't belong to him after all.

This kind of atmosphere infected every Profound Sky cultivator present.

Some people can't hold their swords, and some people look mournful and lifeless.

That day, the ten directions of the slaying demon array was meant to condense the hearts of these cultivators, but at this moment the red light lingering on it was gradually faint, symbolizing the loss of Ning Zixu's heart.

Unconsciously, many people retreated outside and left Ning Zixu's side, leaving the boss with the demon head vacant.

Eventually the red cloud dissipated and the magic circle disappeared.

These human cultivators would never die for a demon.

Ning Zixu held his head almost madly, and felt that everything he had was like quicksand, sliding across the palm of his hand like this.

The pain of the soul tortured him, and the loss of power also tortured him.

He screamed, why, why?

Then a holy figure came into Ning Zixu's eyes, and the monk standing in front of him sighed softly: "Don't worry, it's the end of the day."

The master said this in his mouth, but the seal was condensed in his hand, so it turned out to be a bit of a suspicion of grabbing the head.

Ning Zixu thought angrily, no, I won't admit defeat.

That kind of decisive means, Ning Zixu was the last.