Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 131: One sword opens the gate of heaven. Do you call this a drunkard?
It is really unimaginable that a drunkard girl, with a sword ready to strike, could be so evil and cause extremely magnificent phenomena in the world.

Everyone on the field felt numb and looked in disbelief.

"Oh my God, how can this little girl be so powerful? Is she really the Taoist companion of the Witch Lord?"

"Damn it, Fairy Taiyin came here to find such a powerful helper. It's too scary."

"I feel like if this sword blows, I might die."

"That's crazy. Even the Demon Master can't resist this sword."

The demons were talking a lot, and they were all frightened and surprised, and it was difficult to understand.

However, they still have great trust in the strength of Demon Master Kunpeng.

It's not that he can steadily dominate Bixiao, but at least he has the power to protect himself.Even when faced with a flanking attack from the Demon Emperor, he was still able to escape unscathed.

And in the eyes of everyone, an extremely shocking and magnificent picture was reflected, and it was reflected in the shocked and numb eyes of the demon clan.

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When Bixiao slashed out with his sword, the laws of heaven trembled and roared in terror, as if extremely frightened.

Just drawing the sword and taking action caused the Heavenly Dao to be furious and fearful. This understanding and control of the law of swordsmanship was simply unbelievable. It was even several times more powerful than Taoist Tongtian. The surrounding immortals were completely stunned, muttering blood and retreating, for fear of being contaminated by the cause and effect.

The next moment, I saw a phantom of Tianmen condensed out, spreading the endless divine power of extreme destruction, and was instantly penetrated by the monstrous sword intent.

Boom!

The sword intent arrived in an instant, crossing the boundless mountains and rivers, piercing through the wings of Kunpeng Demon Master. In an instant, divine blood flowed, and the world collapsed, creating a horrifying scene.

Seeing this scene, the demons on the scene were completely numb, their faces turned blue, and they were trembling with fear. It was extremely unbelievable.

"Oh my God, this, how is this possible!"

"Hiss, it's too scary. Is this the true background of the Witch Lord's family? Even his Taoist companion is like this, so how powerful the Blood Witch Witch Lord must be!"

"It's simply outrageous. One sword penetrates the laws of heaven, and Master Demon Master's Kunpeng cannot dodge it at its extreme speed. This is such an unbelievable understanding of swordsmanship!"

"Oh my god, who else is the opponent of the Wumen? Even His Majesty the Demon Emperor will not be able to withstand this sword strike."

boom!
For a moment, the scalps of hundreds of millions of demons were numb, and their souls were scared to death. They were extremely shocked and horrified, and their eyes were full of confusion and collapse.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was even more shocked to see that the Master of Ten Thousand Demons, whom they had always respected, was actually being chased and slashed by a drunk little girl!

At a glance, Taoist Kunpeng's wings were broken, and he was tearing apart the space slowly, and he was soaring all the way.

Without Kunpeng's extremely fast twin feathers, he was in an extremely embarrassed state and ran all the way. He even pitifully carried the broken wings in his arms, fearing that this wild girl would snatch them away.

Bixiao, who was full of alcohol and had a rosy face, collected Kunpeng's essence and blood along the way, as well as the precious pair of true feathers.

At this moment, Bixiao's eyes shone brightly, as if he had seen an extremely precious opportunity, and he shouted, raising his sword and chasing after:

"Where is the flat-haired magpie running away? Quickly put down your wings and let me stew wine for you to drink!"

Seeing the horrifying sight of this alcoholic lunatic, the onlookers were completely frightened. They rubbed their eyes crazily and murmured in disbelief.

Once upon a time, the master of all demons, the disciple of Saint Hongjun, was actually hunted down by such an unknown junior, and in front of many powerful people in the world, it was so incomprehensible.

"Oh my god, am I reading that right? Demon Master Kunpeng is actually being chased by others. This is simply outrageous!" "It's so crazy. This is not a drunken lunatic. He is clearly a peerless killer. Who else can stop her?" step."

"Hiss, go and invite His Majesty the Demon Emperor, otherwise the Demon Master will be in danger!"

The demon clan roared in shock, dumbfounded, so shocked that their brains shut down and went blank, unable to accept the sight they saw in front of them.

At the same time, the shock and madness in Taoist Kunpeng's heart was more terrifying than everyone else's. It was simply incomprehensible and he completely collapsed on the spot.

No matter what, he followed Di Jun and Tai Yi and got into the Futon Holy Position. His realm was stable and unparalleled, and he was even comparable to the powerful ones such as Sanqing.

As a result, in front of the monster army, he was actually hunted down by the ants of the Wumen in public, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Damn it, what kind of wine did this bastard girl drink? How come she has such incredible background? Could it be that she is the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God!"

Kunpeng was shocked and angry, and his heart was filled with turmoil. He had lost all his previous arrogance.

How could he care about face now? If he could save his life and these wings, it would be considered good.

What made him most angry was that the other party actually regarded him as food and directly used it to make wine. If Bi Xiao succeeded, how could he still hang out in the Demon Court in the future.

Obviously, the wine contained in the Bixiao Gourd is definitely an extremely terrifying chance treasure, comparable to the existence of the best innate spiritual roots. Otherwise, how could it bring about such an incredible improvement!

Thinking of this, Taoist Kunpeng's eyes lit up, flashing with greed!

But at this moment, there was a loud sound, stars appeared in his eyes, the world was spinning, and he fell down in front of him. He was knocked forward and backward by Bixiao's punch, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"This little silly bird is pretty good at running. It took so much effort to catch up, hum." Bixiao hugged a pair of Kunpeng wings and quickly put them into the Wanhua Immortal Pot to cultivate and refine them, with a look of anticipation on her lips. smile.

Taoist Kunpeng was completely torn apart and was caught off guard by the sneak attack. Bixiao's taunting words could only be heard in his ears.

When he came back to his senses after taking two breaths, he saw with grief and anger that his wings were cut off from his entire body, and he suddenly turned into a flat-haired fish.

Without this pair of true feathers, how can I use Kunpeng's extreme speed in the future? It will be completely useless, which is tantamount to murder and heart-breaking.

"Oh my God, how could this damn girl be so terrifying? I swear to take revenge. His Majesty the Demon Emperor will not let you go from Taiyin Star!"

Demon Master Kunpeng roared angrily. He went completely crazy and lost his mind. He turned around and yelled at his subordinates, "Let's go and visit Fairy Taiyin another day!"

This time Yaoting came to propose marriage, and it can be said that he suffered heavy losses.

Although they finally met Chang Xi and Xihe, the result was extremely heavy and unacceptable, and they could not go back for business at all.

What shocked all the demon kings and demon saints even more was the mysterious helper Chang Xi invited.

I thought that the strength of the Taiyin Goddess was already extremely unexpected, but I didn't expect that the Taoist companion of the Witch Lord was several times more terrifying, even far superior to the Kunpeng Demon Master.

Among the powerful giants at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he is also a top existence. Such a mysterious and supreme swordsmanship method is not much worse than that of a saint.

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The army of monsters came and went in a hurry, like a bereaved dog, racing across the road without regaining the arrogance it had when it came back.

(End of this chapter)