at night.

Not only is the shadow of the vast ghost mountain coming to the earth, but another major event also happened-

The right way is to follow the ox ear, and Shushan, which has not been turbulent for hundreds of years, has fallen into unprecedented chaos.

The Demon Respect Tower stood above the Demon Locking Tower, two blade lights crossed and fell, and the numerous restrictions were instantly broken. The demons and monsters took the opportunity to escape and fled in all directions.

Although the disciples of Shushan arrived in time and under the leadership of the senior brother Xu Changqing, they set up a demon-subduing array and combined with the magical gourd to collect some of them, there were still many fish that missed the net.

In addition, the magic sword was lost, and the only one in the Demon Locking Tower was Zhaodan Divine Sword.

Chonglou came to Yuzhou City here to use the power of the demon sword to find the reincarnation of his old enemy Fei Peng, because in comparison, the demon sword has a spirit, and it is his beloved blood relative after reincarnation as Prince Longyang—

Long Kui.

Therefore, only Long Yang’s reincarnation, that is, Fei Peng’s reincarnation!

The dignified Demon Lord, the Invincible Six Realms, has taken great pains to find an old friend who can fight with him in the past, and even these have been thought of.

But the surprise came too suddenly.

There are actually mysterious powerful people in Yuzhou City!

"Fight with me."

At this moment, Chonglou stood in the void, with a cold tone and unquestionable domineering attitude. If he had not been disdainful to hurt ordinary people, he would have made a move directly and forced the other party to take action.

Meng Fan was consuming wontons while stroking the cat's head. He looked particularly comfortable, and he was not as cautious as the Supreme of the Demon World, and said casually:

"So another day."

In the air, Chonglou glanced at Meng Fan coldly, raised his hand and waved it. The demonic flames on the Yanbo Blood Blade were surging, and the blood-colored blade light slashed straight towards him.

clank!

The two demonic flames intertwined with sharp edges and fell, the void continued to tremble, and the energy was particularly fierce, like two waning moons in the night.

Seeing this, Meng Fan frowned slightly.

This Demon Lord... is really a fool in martial arts.

As the thoughts turned sharply, two giant fingers emitting the aura of the underworld appeared. With a light bounce, the aftermath of the mana spread, making a shocking sound, and the heaven and earth shook wildly.

The bluestone slabs shattered and splashed, but they recovered as usual in an instant, and did not hurt innocent passers-by. Not only that, the scene was not revealed, and even the vendors at the stall were confused by the magic and turned a blind eye to the controversy.

"Let me talk about it another day. My condition has not adjusted to the peak. You don't want to win, right?"

"Meow." Xuanmao agreed.

It’s not about avoiding war. As he said, the world limit is finally increased, just like coming from rivers to the ocean. Thanks to the resonance of the Emperor of Fengdu and the resonance of heaven and earth, Meng Fan, who was trapped in a bottleneck in strength, broke the shackles on the spot, and it really took some time to settle down.

Seeing that his own slash was easily broken, Chonglou was no longer arrogant and cold, and his eyes were full of fanaticism, but it seemed like he had some serious illness. The blood blade of the Yanbo continued to slash out, almost sank the entire Yuzhou city.

The world is shrouded in blood.

This guy is betting right, Meng Fan will take action.

Before the Dharma body was completely opened, it easily blocked all the slashes and used illusions to make the people continue to live as usual, and still looked at ease.

This time, Chonglou was completely satisfied and did not continue to take action. The magic flames were all trapped into his body and asked, "What's your name?"

Although his strength will be suppressed in the human world, Meng Fan has proved that he can definitely fight with himself who is in his current state and will not be at a disadvantage.

In addition, that sentence is also the point.

【Status not adjusted to peak】

"Meng Fan."

"I'm waiting for you."

Leave a word, Chonglou no longer entangles and walks towards Yong'an, which is not far from this place.

"Wait for me? If it is replaced by a charming beauty, it will be unconciliatory."

“Meow.”

Xuanmao nodded, looked at Xiaowonton with longing eyes, and responded to the sentence:

It’s not a family, it’s not a family.

Like his master Meng Fan, he showed a desire for words and words.

...

Not long.

He covered his body with a huge cloak, took the magic sword to Yong'an, looking for the Chonglou where Fei Peng was reincarnated, and sold the sword for a penny.

When Jing Tian looked merciless and walked to Chonglou to take the sword, Chonglou stared at Jingtian, his tone was particularly disappointed, and he said only one sentence:

"You have fallen to this point."

Then, the magic sword was left and left.

Feeling the disappearance of the demonic energy, Meng Fan, walking on the street, shook his head. He didn't know what direction this world was.

Game line?

Film and television line?

Or, the two are combined.

Suddenly, a noise came from the front.

"Boy, are you confused? Do you know who did this? You dare to pay the debt and live impatiently!"

Several big men with red upper bodies were punching and kicking around a gambling ghost, shouting and scolding.

There is no need to sympathize with such a bad gambling person. Even if he was beaten to death in front of him, Meng Fan was too lazy to ask more questions, after all, this was entirely due to his own fault.

Many passers-by who were watching the fun surrounded the distance and kept pointing fingers.

“Big Three Yuan.”

In this case, Meng Fan paused his feet and stared at the gambling house behind him. It covers an area of ​​about a hundred acres. There were two stone lions at the door, and a plaque was hung on it.

The words written on it instantly bring the Taoist priest back to the long-standing memories. The beginning of the Immortal Sword 3, a big plot point: Pili Hall Poison Legion.

If they remember correctly, they were at the bottom of the casino at this moment, so Meng Fan immediately used his magical powers to penetrate the soul into it.

Sure enough, below the Da Sanyuan Gambling House is the location of the Jianghu Sect Pili Hall, about twenty meters deep, covering a wide area, with winding passages inside, and every corner is guarded by the disciples of Pili Hall, and the guard is particularly strict.

At least for ordinary people, whoever comes will die.

In a blink of an eye, Meng Fan locked the deepest part, and iron chains as thick as adult wrists locked the middle-aged woman in red. Her fangs were exposed and her miserable green eyes were full of cruelty, no different from wild animals.

"Ah...ah...roar..."

It is the mother of the Pili Hall Poison Legion.

Beside her, there were thousands of poisonous people locked in the iron prisons. They were controlled by special means and did not move at this moment, like clay sculptures.

However, Meng Fan did not see the hall master Luo Rulie, that is, the one-eyed dragon.

Tube?

in spite of?

When I was walking in the city, I happened to encounter this incident. There were two choices in front of me, and there were almost no hesitation, so Meng Fan chose not to care.

It’s not a stern heart, it’s mainly because there is no need for this, so let’s not change the fate between Jingtian and Omi Mi... ahem, the fate with Xuejian is here.

You should know that these poisonous legions in Pili Hall are actually similar to low-level zombies. They can only be spread through biting, and they have many disadvantages.

There is no problem with dealing with ordinary people. It is not enough to deal with monks. Even warriors with high martial arts skills and deep internal strength can kill seven in seven out.
Chapter completed!