Dressed As a Female Partner In the Virgin Mary

At such a critical moment, Chu Wanying couldn't help but want to complain about Baili Nie: "Evil does not suppress the righteousness, eh?"

She didn't expect that one day Bailinie would tell her righteously.

Bai Li Nie smiled: "The winner is the right and the loser. Sometimes, I also want to stand on the side of justice."

Hasn't he already shouted the slogan, our young master will win, and our young master will cheer.

But Chu Wanying didn't mean to talk nonsense with him.

These days, she manipulated Su Sujian more smoothly.

The sword intent fluttered, and even the red marks that looked like living creatures didn't feel forced to retreat a bit. However, Chu Wanying tried to move slightly, but she also felt her body bound by it.

At this moment, although she didn't have the sense of absorption like being hollowed out of her body, the situation was not very good.

The originally faint red light, after the formation was activated, suddenly flickered and became aggressive.

This made the cultivators present were all controlled and unable to break free.

Chu Wanying was full of reading the classics of Quebec City, and her heart sank slightly: "It was the **** formation created by the ancestors of the blood demons."

As soon as the words were spoken, many of the monks present changed their faces and looked very ugly.

The devil is worthy of being a devil, and it is really inhuman to perform such a magic trick!

When this formation is opened, it absorbs the flesh and blood essence of the monks in the formation and turns the monks in the formation into food. The blood demon ancestors used this method to absorb the monks' ability, and in the end, it caused public outrage. Because the blood demon ancestor not only used this method on the human monks, but also refused to let go of the demon. As a result, he was eventually destroyed by the demon, and even his blood-inducing formation disappeared from the world.

At that time King Onimu was also one of the demon men who conquered the blood demon ancestors, but he also secretly obtained this blood-inducing formation.

It's just that although King Onimu is warlike, he is not reckless. He thought about it again and again, still hiding this formation, and didn't want his dynasty to become the target of public criticism. After King Oniwu fell, Ning Zixu took over this thing.

At this moment, Ning Zixu is the eye of the formation, and every undead dies, he has a little more resources.

He was seriously injured at the moment, and his pale cheeks were not bloody. Only a pair of eyes also revealed a ghostly brilliance.

Ning Zixu's original mellow voice, but at this moment, he couldn't help adding a bit of hoarseness, sneered, and slowly said: "Chu Wanying, you are really clever, intelligent, knowledgeable, and even a vicious circle like the **** formation. You know it all too well."

With that said, he seemed to be ready to take a few more steps forward and walked in front of Chu Wanying.

However, with the resistance of the monks in the formation, Ning Zixu's eye is also subject to some restrictions, restricting his freedom of movement.

Ning Zi thought humbly, but that was only now.

After he absorbed a little more energy in his formation, he would be able to jump in the blood-inducing formation and even walk up to Chu Wanying's ex-wife. This woman has always been arrogant, no matter which version it is, it has created a strong psychological shadow on Ning Zixu.

Ning Zixu hates many people, but Chu Wanying must be the one who hates most. There was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, looking at Chu Wanying and the handsome demon around Chu Wanying, there was a chill in his eyes for a while.

However, as Ning Zixu confessed shamelessly, the cultivators all around couldn't help being shocked, looking unbelievable.

Pei Xuanbai was originally a soft temper, even if he knew that Ning Zixu was a demon, he would react like that.

However, now, the gentle and handsome face of the Palace Master of the Xuanfu Tianxun Palace finally turned anger.

"Blood-inducing formation, you actually manipulated the blood-inducing formation? For this formation, you need a ghost, Ning Zixu, Ning Xianshou, how many souls do you use to refine this formation?"

Ning Zixu giggled instead, and he was rare to be kind to Pei Xuanbai: "I don't know this. Xuanfu has set out a mission to slay demons and slay demons, and settle the credit with soul orbs. In the past thousand years, sometimes, One or two a day, sometimes hundreds of them a day. During these hundreds of years, I have been using them one after another to lead the blood formation. In fact, why should the monks of the Profound Palace pretend to be holy? Eliminate dissidents and perform meritorious service? When you scold me today, have you forgotten the past flattery to please?"

In the past, he tried his best to maintain the reputation of the Profound Palace, but now that Ning Zi is humbly frustrated, he can't help but let go.

At this moment, he also began to do his best to slander the Profound Palace, mockingly and unceremoniously.

Pei Xuanbai's face turned pale, yes, after Ning Zixu came to power, this new rule was established. The disciples of the Profound Palace were slaying demons and demons outside, and after the wicked person died, they took a wisp of soul back to the Profound Palace for verification, so that everyone's contribution would be clear. In fact, Pei Xuanbai faintly felt that something was wrong, but since the dead were wicked, it seemed that everyone didn't need to talk about human rights. In addition, Pei Xuanbai's personality is relatively docile, and he has never liked arguing with others. Although his cultivation base is high, his personality is somewhat soft. At that time, everyone thought it was okay, so he had nothing to say.

At that time, Pei Xuanbai thought that those soul beads would be destroyed.

In the Profound Palace, there is indeed no local collection.

However, the soul orbs of these wicked people finally became soul fodder, feeding the evil array in front of them.

The Profound Palace was originally a pure and holy land, but now, this pure and holy land has also been defiled.

Ning Zi's emptiness is extremely excessive, not only stealing his identity, but also feeding such an evil magic circle in this sacred land of Kyushu.

Pei Xuanbai almost fainted with anger: "You, you, the devil is really shameless!"

For an instant, an anger and chill flowed across Ning Zixu's cheeks.

In fact, a long, long time ago, he abandoned his identity as a demon, and became an individual monk wholeheartedly. He is really seeking development in the Profound Palace, and wants to find a good future. He really wants to be a good individual. Sometimes, in the eyes of people worshiping, he really forgot that he was a demon. But that feeling is nothing but a faint illusion after all.

Every night he was in the Profound Palace, he used soul beads to feed the blood-inducing formation secretly raised in the Profound Palace. Not a certain day, but every night.

The moonlight lightly fell on the cheek of the Xuanfu Immortal Head, he actually remembered it all the time.

Looking at the underground magic circle, like a fierce beast, he split his mouth and swallowed the soul orb. Only in this way can Ning Zixu feel a little bit of security.

The blood-inducing formation was also like a terrifying living creature, hiding in the Profound Palace like Ning Zixu, hiding its true aura.

Day and night, this blood-inducing formation was nurtured by Ning Zixu into an unprecedented behemoth.

Even when the blood demon ancestors were in their heyday, they had never created such a huge and terrifying circle.

Just like, Ning Zixu's heart was horribly gloomy for many years.

And now, it is still the thing of the evil demon, sheltering him——

The cultivators present were all feeling chills, especially those eating melons who made a special trip to the Profound Palace to observe the ceremony. They never thought that they would have to pay the price of their lives for a melon.

Naturally, they had heard of the name of Bleeding Array, and they were naturally shocked.

Someone opened his trousers, only to see that his ankle had a light red mark.

This magic circle is based on long and short distances, from strong to weak.

Ning Zixu is the core of this formation.

The disciple of the Profound Palace closest to Ning Zixu was the most unlucky, and then monk Quedu, who was finally scattered on the road of eating melons in Kyushu.

Some onlookers felt that the force of the formation was not strong, and they tried to escape.

In the face of danger, can they not blend in?

Several figures reacted extremely quickly and swept outwards.

However, the corners of Ning Zixu's lips also showed a cold smile.

Previously, these people only had a light red mark on their ankles. Compared to the Kuidu disciples of the Profound Palace, they were able to move freely after all, which seemed to be much better.

However, with their movements, the originally weak restraint power surged in an instant!

There was a crackling sound, and a few **** corpses instantly fell into the air.

These corpses fell on the ground, and the blood beads were instantly absorbed by the magic circle, so absorbed so cleanly that there was no bone residue left.

This array is so environmentally friendly!

It turned out that although the force is weak if they are farther away, when the people in the edge formation are ready to flee, the magic formation will be given priority.

Ning Zixu looked at the horrified expressions of everyone present, couldn't help giggling wildly, very happy.

He took a light shot with his finger, and several Tianxuan cultivators nearby were taken forward by him without restraint.

Those cultivators of Tianxuan were all horrified, feeling that they had become a dish.

Pei Xuanbai subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch someone, and his fingers got a piece of clothing. With a sneer, the corner of the clothes suddenly cracked and shattered.

In an instant, the flesh and blood of the few people disappeared, and the remaining shriveled pieces fell on the ground like medicine dregs and was swallowed by red light.

What was even more frightening was that at the moment of swallowing, there was a clicking sound.

The blood-inducing formation has been nourished for a long time, and it has also added a bit of magical energy.

Ning Zixu complimented: "Really good!"

Just like raising a dog, Ning Zixu still boasted.

Pei Xuanbai trembled: "It's just that I don't care about things, but actually let you—"

Ning Zixu ridiculed: "If you really love to take care of things, you can still live now? Pei Xuanbai, if you are weak and useless, why should I keep you? My position as the head of the immortal is neither concession nor luck. It was me, step by step, by my own efforts."

He is a very conceited person, and at this time, he actually blows himself up.

At this moment, among the monks of Dafanyin Temple, there was a series of coughs suddenly.

A voice of grief and anger suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "Ning Zixu, so you hurt me like this?"

Xiguang's hand knotted the Dharma seal, and the holy light enveloped the monks of Dafanyin Temple and sheltered them. And this talking monk was just below the scope of Xiguang's holy light.

Pei Xuanbai shuddered and hesitated: "Yi, Palace Lord Yi?"

The voice was very similar to that of Palace Chief Yi Yunzhao in the memory, but it was much weaker and unpleasant.

Yi Yunzhao is the head of the Xuanfu Military Mansion and one of the monks who set foot in the semi-fairy realm. People's personality is not as weak as Pei Xuanbai.

Thinking of the hint in Ning Zixu's words, Pei Xuanbai couldn't help but shudder.

A mutilated palm gently pulled down the veil, revealing a face that should have been wise.

Now that tough face is also scarred, and it looks terrible.

Fairy Luo Rui is good at medicine, and her heart trembled. The wound on Yi Yunzhao's cheek seemed to be lingering evil, and it was probably not that easy to heal.

The palace master of the dignified military mansion is rumored to travel to southern Xinjiang like a wild crane.

No one thought that he was tossed into such a look.

Yi Yunzhao obviously felt sour in his heart, and had many things to say.

But Ning Zixu didn't bother with such a trivial feat, and looked contemptuously: "Oh, you haven't died yet. What if it was caused by me, a demon? Is this still worthy of surprise at this moment? It's just a small character. Don't talk about you, it's the former Immortal Head Xuanlingzi, and he was not victimized by me."

Bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestor! This teacher is still the predecessor of the immortal head.

The monks present were shocked, and their hearts were chilled.

I can only say that Ning Zixu, in private, don't know how many good things he has done.

Ning Zixu was a little anxious when he fell off the horse, before he had time to explode all the evil things in the past. Now that he has some flaws, he will fill in the missing villain's self-exposure link.

Or perhaps, for so many years, so many proud things haunt Ning Zixu's heart, making Ning Zixu unable to show off.

No one knows how smart he is and how many big things he has done.

Being stared at by everyone’s angry gaze, he couldn’t help feeling a little triumphant: "I, the son of King Onimu, the devil, sneaked into the Profound Palace to avenge the family. Si Wuyi was originally my subordinate. What is Sanzhen Yinshan, I That former master, somehow, was confessed in the hands of Si Wuyi. The head of the human race, the Yinshan Demon, are all chess pieces in my hand, so that I can rise soaring and become the master of Kyushu. Such a big plan, I am a little bit ignorant. People are ruined."

When he said this, Chu Wanying glanced at Chu Wanying's eyeballs, and even the corners of his lips smiled slightly.

He didn't know the three words "interesting" in his mouth, so it was naturally used for Chu Wanying.

It can be said that Chu Wanying destroyed important things in his life, and he will not spare Chu Wanying and the people behind Chu Wanying.

Yi Yunzhao was already angry to the extreme: "You, shamelessly!"

For a while, he didn't know what words to use to describe Ning Zixu.

Speaking of Si Wuyi, Ning Zixu was actually a little bit melancholy: "Si Wuyi has always been loyal to me. Over the years, he has killed many people who dislike me for me. Even if I have cultivated into the realm of immortals, he is still treating me. He was both courteous and courteous. After he died, I was also very uncomfortable. He was such a good knife, but I was very distressed when he was folded in the hands of Quito.

When Fenggu ambushed that day, Si had no intention of cutting off all the monks Quedu who didn't follow his wishes.

However, that was the end of Ning Zixu's proud life.