"Haha, don't be fine." Pei Ye retreated, and the machine in his hand turned into a long sword and picked up the demonic rope. Yang Jing Zhenjun stepped forward and cut it off. "But isn't it good to use this method to welcome old acquaintances? This is the way of hospitality for demon cultivators?"

The remaining momentum of Yang Jingzhenjun's sword energy spread across the entire courtyard.

Looking at the cracks extending from the ground, Pei Ye's mouth twitched.

It would be a pity to not open a demolition company if you have this ability.

He also wanted to complain, but the sharp and harsh screams suddenly sounded, carrying the air waves, swinging in all directions with the house as the center. Pei Ye had to raise his hand to block the flying sand and gravel that was rushing towards him, his ears were even buzzing, and his chest was almost bleeding.

On the other hand, Yang Jing Zhenjun looked calm and blocked his hearing early.

Pei Ye said: "Damn, you are insidious, why don't you remind me??"

Yang Jingzhenjun glanced at her coldly: "Stop swearing, don't remind you that I forgot."

Pei Ye: “…”

Why did she feel that this sentence is so insincere???

It was clearly intentional???

Before Pei Ye could refute, a mass of demonic energy came out of the house with great momentum.

The demonic energy was mixed with black and red, and a short and hunched figure could be seen vaguely.

Pei Ye patted his ears and then used his little finger to dig it out: "Is this thing Rakshasa Ala?"

Yang Jingzhenjun said: "Well, it's her."

"Why is it a demonic energy? I thought it would be a human form. The rumored Rakshasa Ala is a great beauty with a charming world... What did you do just now?"

"Splied the bathtub where she practiced."

Pei Ye: “…”

The conversation between the two of them as if no one else angered the demonic aura. The two of them confronted each other through the crack that was split out from Yang Jing Zhenjun.

Pei Ye was calculating how many five-thunder talismans could blow up Rakshasa Alu, but the latter exclaimed in anger, and the demonic energy he used was constrained, revealing an old woman who was less than one meter four in height, hunched over, pale hair and wrinkled face.

"Are you Yanghua?"

Her voice was full of uncertainty.

Because Yang Jing's precise operation of hitting her bathtub just now forced Rakshasa Aro, who was in the closing stage, to break out of his energy and could not maintain his beautiful and charming face, and even his voice became hoarse, old and harsh.

Pei Ye then remembered that he still looked like a female person.

Speaking of which, why can Rakshasa Ala recognize himself in the state of a female appearance but not in the state of a female appearance?

It is obvious that these two have a grudge.

Pei Ye pinched the hilt of the sword tightly, hid his left hand between his sleeves, and took out a handful of talismans in case of emergency.

"Of course it's me, why, you forgot me?"

Pei Ye was calm and pretended to behave like Zhenjun Ji Yanghua himself. Even Zhenjun Yang Jing couldn't help but look at him sideways.

However, Rakshasa Alu was silent for a while, his turbid and old eyes were filled with envy and jealousy, and he swept over Pei Ye's face.

Shocked and jealous: "I didn't expect... you are actually a woman..."

Pei Ye said: "I am a man."

Rakshasa Aro sneered: "A man with a fetish about women's clothing?"

"So what? Are you qualified to mock me? Are you also a hateful woman, who doesn't accept old age and pretends to be young? We are both half-doubted, so don't laugh at each other." Knowing that Rakshasa Alu cares about his appearance the most, Pei Ye would trample on her painful feet, "And - my female appearance is so perfect, why can you recognize me?"

Yang Jingzhenjun rolled his eyes slightly because of Pei Ye's narcissism.

Rakshasa Arra's expression moved slightly: "Did you forget it? Hahaha, did you really forget it?"

I don’t know what I remembered, a little crazy flushed surged on my thin, fucked and wrinkled face, and my face was full of malice.

Pei Ye said: "What should I remember?"

Rakshasa Aro laughed and said, "Hehehe, you actually asked me how I can recognize you... Of course I can recognize you, after all, you are too special, aren't you?"

Intuition told Pei Ye that the "special" in Rakshasa Alu's mouth is not a good thing, and maybe it is to reveal the key to the original owner Xiaobao's past. She wanted to ask something else, but Rakshasa Alu retreated, then burst out with a demonic energy, and opened his mouth to the sky and let out a sharp scream.

"Damn, what else do she want to do!"

Caught off guard, Pei Ye didn't have time to cover his ears or seal his hearing.

Yang Jing said: "I'm calling me for my minions."

Sure enough, the demonic energy surged from all directions condensed into monsters with strange shapes and strange shapes.

Rakshasa Ala was lifted up by a fierce monster who was nearly two feet tall, with a ferocious expression and a fishy and turbid murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"It's true that the good ones don't come. They actually brought so many monsters to hide in Luocheng..." Zhenjun Yang Jing poured his spiritual power into the long sword in his hand and said to Pei Ye, "Before Rakshasa Alu entered the demon-suppressing tower, it was equivalent to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Now his injuries have not healed, and he should be in the early stage of Nascent Soul. She gave it to me, and those minions were handed to you... Can you do it?"

Pei Ye subconsciously refuted.

"There is no word 'no' in my dictionary!"

Zhenjun Yang Jing's expression was subtle and he said leisurely: "Oh, then your dictionary is so serious."

Pei Ye: “…”

"Kill them!"

When did Rakshasa Arhat have been so ignored?

She wanted to regain her presence, so she stretched out her thin, wrinkled and chicken-like hand and gave orders to the monster.

The true Lord Yang Jing made a mistake and burst out with suffocating pressure, and the blade was approaching Rakshasa Alu.

"You are actually a Nascent Soul monk?"

The two of them pulled in from a distance, and Rakshasa Alu saw Yang Jing Zhenjun's face clearly.

In an instant, endless jealousy filled my heart like poison.

How can she not be jealous and crazy if she is such a beautiful woman who is the same style as herself?

This human skin is so annoying!

No matter how she clamored, Yang Jingzhenjun ignored it.

This scene made Rakshasa Ala feel familiar, and a hoarse smile overflowed from her throat: "I remember... Lingji Sect also has a monk who is good at using swords. I remember it seems to be Yujing. Now it should be Yangjing?"

Rakshasa Arra was neither too anxious nor too busy, and condensed the demonic energy to wrap Yang Jing's sword.

It was torn apart by the red light just after a moment of blocking.

Rakshasa Alu narrowed his eyes: "Huh? What's your relationship with Ling Jizong's Yang Wei?"

As everyone knows, the sword of the leader of Yang Wei was taken from the hardest part of the corpse of a demon dragon. He killed countless demons in his hands, but few people know where he got the corpse of the demon dragon. It happened that Rakshasa Alu was one of the insiders.

The magic weapon used by Yang Jing also melts some demon dragon corpses, which shows that the two have a close relationship.

Yang Jing still didn't say anything.

Thousands of blades slashed her face.

Rakshasa Ara only felt that he was more familiar.

It was very similar to the boy who was not afraid of tigers and was fighting against her head with the strength of the golden elixir. However, before she could think deeply, the shocking explosion accompanied by countless blue and purple lightning and violent winds, blowing her already sparse pale hair into chaos.

The house in the center of the explosion had long turned into ashes. With the impact of the air waves, countless towering trees were blown into the sky and turned into powder in the aftermath of thunder and lightning. Even the distant Luocheng gate was not spared, and it was destroyed and destroyed and collapsed nearly half of it.

True Lord Yang Jing can’t bear it anymore.
Chapter completed!