Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The Floating Mountain, which has been lingering with fairy aura for thousands of years, finally cast a terrible shadow at this moment. The powerful and fierce dragon breath obscures the sky and the sun, even the moonlight cannot penetrate it.

Tens of thousands of creatures in Fushi Mountain shivered under this terrible aura. This tyrannical aura has exceeded the limit they could imagine. Within thousands of miles, all the vitality has been looted wildly. All creaked in the squally wind.

Countless fairy demons in the entire Three Realms woke up from their sleep, and rushed to the Floating Mountains in an instant.

The most beautiful woman of the Phoenix family in recent times, wearing a dazzling golden ling long dress, her dazzling wings fluttered in the wind, she said slightly in amazement, "This breath..."

"It's the dragon clan."

Beside her, the man in the moon white robe stood with his hands in his hands, and a drop of blue shark tears adorned his forehead, and flowing clouds lingered beside him.

The man's eyes were deep: "The pure dragon race has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. I never thought that there are still demon dragons that can rank among the dragon races, and it is still a fallen devil dragon."

Today's Mozun is just a tiger clan Lu Wu, and now there is a dragon that has truly fallen into the magic way, and I don't know what kind of trouble it will bring to the Three Realms.

"Seeing is believing, let's go and take a look first." Phoenix nodded slightly, and a war intent suddenly emerged in his heart. The golden wings turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the clouds.

On the top of the fairy mountain, countless formations crumbled and intertwined, spiritual power and demon energy were in disorder, the center of the formation was a mess, but the center of the demon energy gathering was strange and quiet.

Quietly, I could only hear the sound of blood falling to the ground.

The hand of the Dragon Race was searching for something in the broken chest, and the person who passed through her heart seemed to have lost all strength, and let her do it like a puppet, only the blood dripping faster and faster with the wind.

For a long time, the thin and slender hand was pulled out of the doctor's heart. At that moment, the doctor who had been silent suddenly raised his hand very hard.

really-

Shao Luo had expected it, a cold ridicule was skipped under his eyes, his five fingers clenched, and he took out the heart and slapped it fiercely at the same time.

She thought that Shi Qingyi wanted to struggle to death or to die with her, countless devilish energy was concentrated in her palm, leaving no room for a single palm to smash the hundred years of cultivation of the person in front of her.

However, unexpectedly, the man's raised hand didn't have the slightest murderousness at all, but it simply hugged her in that way.

At the same time, the dragon clan's full blow has reached her heart.

The warm breath fell on the side of the dragon clan’s neck. She seemed to be trying to say something, her lips closed several times, and she only sighed and shouted out two words: "A Luo..."

It's too late, she just finished saying these two words, the life-threatening palm has fallen on her broken heart, warm blood splattered on the side of the dragon clan's ears, and the person who hugged her tightly at the end of life has crashed. .

The spiritual power holding the medical immortal has been completely disintegrated. Under the full blow of the dragon clan, she was like a white bird with folded wings, falling rapidly at an uncontrollable speed, and large swaths of blood splashed in the wind and sprayed in the air. Into a thick mist of blood.

Until the end, her hands were stretched out, as if she wanted to use force to grab someone.

The sky was so big, and finally there was only a broken dragon clan left.

The hunting wind blew her black clothes, and the dragon looked extremely miserable. The wounds on her body were tattered, the ink was scattered, and the only hand was suspended in the air.

Countless blood slowly dripped from her hands.

-That is a heart still beating.

What was destroyed was that the large array of strands of power was still working hard. At the moment when the heart was taken out, the silk thread of lustrous spiritual power was generally entwined, turning the heart into pure spiritual power into the demons. Of the body.

The wind was hunting on the top of the mountain, and the cruel and fierce Mozu looked down at the empty palm, and finally a crack appeared on his face with a frenzied and violent look.

"How, how..."

She seemed unbelievable, looking at her palm almost in horror, the mask that was wishing to kill her was finally cracked.

Her hands were shaking, at first it was only a little shaking, and then the shaking became more and more severe, and she felt scared when she was shaking.

The Dragon Clan suddenly bowed his head, and at the center of the formation, a white-clothed medical immortal lay quietly there, blood slowly overflowing from behind her, wisps of water flowing on the surface of the lake where spiritual energy was condensed.

She was still dressed in plain white clothes, not stained with dust, only a huge hole was broken in her heart, dripping with blood, bit by bit spread in her heart and wet her always clean white clothes.

Beside her was a wailing leopard, and the severely injured leopard moved **** all fours, dragging a dazzling blood mark with every step.

"Shi Qingyue!"

The dragon clan finally couldn't hold it, and fell sharply. One hand strangled the man's throat like lightning, and the other hand pushed it out. The leopard couldn't even resist, so he crashed into the rock wall and ejected. A bite of blood.

Her hand pinched the lifeline of that person, and breath and blood flow through here except for the heart, even the fairy. She strangled her neck, and as long as she exerted more force, she could completely end her life. .

The medical immortal has a long and slender neck, and his vitality has been beating in the past, but now it is lifeless and not alive.

"How can it happen..."

After the dragon's hand held her throat, she suddenly let go. Her eyes were already mad, she looked at her hand in disbelief, and then tremblingly stretched out a fingertip to touch the hole and neck of her heart. , Little by little, inch by inch, search carefully.

But no, nothing, no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing!

"How could it, how could it—how could it not!" The huge dragon phantom on Floating Mountain collapsed suddenly at this moment. She almost stunned her ears, leaning against the hole that was still bleeding crazily, trying to hear it. what.

"Shi Qingyue, your heart is up?!"

How could it not, how could it not!

She obviously dug out her own heart three years ago. She obviously should have two heart holes, why, why did she not, why she did not!

The roar of the dragon clan spread throughout the entire Floating Mountain, just a dragon roar, countless monsters in the fairy mountain had bleeding eardrums, their bodies were unstable, their primordial spirits trembled, and countless fairy demons who were thousands of miles away suddenly changed their faces.

When the phoenix flapped its wings, there were only broken walls left in Fuxi Mountain, and a black phantom rushed out of the fairy mountain barrier at an unrecognizable speed. The medical immortal once turned into an instant the barrier reinforced by countless demons. Countless fluorescence.

"Your Mightiness-"

There was also an immortal gritted her teeth in an attempt to stop her, but her body burst into a cloud of blood before a word was finished, and the nine-day immortal instantly turned into a blood mist in the hands of this person, and no one even saw how she made her move.

"Naughty animal, bold!" A moon-white man couldn't help frowning, his reprimanding voice just fell, and a pitch-black fierce demonic energy suddenly struck behind him and her, and the moment he was about to penetrate his heart, there was a golden feather on his side. Coming in a flash, dangerously filed the blow for her.

The devilish energy paused abruptly, and Phoenix jerked his head and his pupils shrank suddenly.

It was a woman in tattered mysterious clothes, with fierce eyebrows, and a fearful madness, embracing a woman in blood.

Just a glance, and an instant hesitation, the devilish energy has completely disappeared between the heavens and the earth, and only the terrible blood and breathless fear are still pressing on everyone's hearts.

This is the only one in the world, and the only dragon that has fallen from the devil since ancient times.

The intricate and magnificent golden dress of the phoenix was blown by the long wind, and the entire Fusai Mountain was still immersed in the smoke of gunpowder.

The strange beast Chou Yue, who has guarded Yao Vanilla for generations, and whose cultivation base is infinitely close to the divine beast, let out a sorrowful neigh on the top of the mountain, resounding across the wild.

The place where the devilish energy dissipated pointed towards the demon clan, and Phoenix's beautiful brows wrinkled slightly and exhaled a sullen air: "It seems that the demon clan will have a big move next."

—Perhaps, not only the demons, but also the Three Realms.

She thought well. In the next month, the Demon Race will be earth-shaking, and the Demon Dragon, which is second only to Demon Venerable in its strength for three years, will fall back to the Demon Race, and the cultivation base will be greatly increased. The devil does not allow it.

What came out later was a broken image. A woman in a long black dress placed the woman in white in the barrier. Hearing the answer from Demon Lord seemed to be stunned for a while, and for a long time, she burst into a smile.

The magic spear slowly condensed in her hand, and she suddenly raised her eyes, and her eyes were **** in horror: "Then, no need—"

You don't need to agree to it, myself, take it personally.

In just one month, the Mozu changed the sky and the ground. The blood flowed through every inch of the ground in the Devil Palace. The Devil Dragon shook down in that month and killed all those who blocked her. .

In the face of absolute crushing strength, the entire demons were silent.

Scarred, she walked to the end of Yan Mo Palace on countless bones, and pushed open the closed door.

Legend has it that the Yan Mo Palace of the demons and the Nine Palaces of the Immortal Realm gather the spirits of heaven and earth, and they have the effect of life and death.

It is the most abundant place between heaven and earth.

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The entire demons are quiet and incredible. This is a lesson learned by countless blood.

The new Demon Lord is moody and murderous, but any voice she hears may lead to murder.

In the middle of the palace, the black-haired woman in Xuanyi was unbuttoning the clothes of the ice coffin.

One by one stripped off her only white clothes, revealing a huge hollow hole in her heart.

Shao Luo tilted her head slightly and put her ears on her heart, listening carefully, there was no sound in the whole hall, which made people fearful in silence.

There was no sound, no sound at all.

Mo Zun didn't know what he thought of, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, and a sneer was suddenly provoked.

"It turns out that you really have no heart..."

Her heart, forever and ever, lacks a living heart.

Cold fingers kept trembling and rubbing the hole in her heart, with a vaguely mad and vaguely gentle tone: "But you always lie to me, are you also lie to me this time?"

"Look, you are lying here and can't do anything. Guess what will I do to you?"

The slender and cold fingers fell inch by inch, and the last layer of clothes of the person who had lost his voice shattered into pieces, revealing the dazzling carcass.

The man seemed to be born white, and his skin was like snow. The Demon Venerable put his bright red lips close to the corners of the man's pale lips, and called her name coldly and affectionately.

"Qingyue, are you really, don't you open your eyes and have a look?"