Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch - Chapter 379

This artifact is the treasure of countless forces in the blood moon continent.

And… The place where Fu Xiqin is located has many connections with his old friend!

As soon as he read this, he relaxed his pace and gradually approached the location of these people and watched from a distance.

“One God, five yuan babies, and there are twenty Jindan friars. It’s really a strong team.”

When Zhao Sheng saw the lineup of these people, he was also slightly surprised.

The remaining demons of the former demon site have long declined, and the real big demons have fallen and almost withered in the God demon war.

However, there are countless opportunities hidden in the site of the first demon, so it will be jointly controlled by countless forces, and only their own children or monks loyal to them will enter.

Others? Anyone who enters the site of the first demon without their permission will no doubt be forced to take the name of a colluding demon family like Zhao Sheng in his previous life.

But in any case, the demon swinging team that now appears in the former demon site can almost walk horizontally in the former demon site.

“I heard that the witch was regarded as a saint by the residual demon department. I also wanted to carry forward the demon family again by the power of Fuxi Qin, and I didn’t want to hand it over.”

“But we don’t care whether she wants it or not. Since they don’t want to hand it over, we’ll just wipe out all the demons! We’ll get the Fuxi Qin and we’ll distribute it again!”

Hong Changlao, who has the highest cultivation, instructs the country and mountain, directs the demon swinging team to perform their respective duties and look for the whereabouts of the witch.

But he ignored one point.

That is, Fuxi Qin is one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times and the most precious treasure of mankind.

Whether he can get it or not depends on whether he is a monk who changes the realm of God. Even if he gets it, can he take it for himself?

Every man is innocent. If he doesn’t get Fuxi Qin, it’s OK. Once he really gets Fuxi Qin, it may be the time of his death.

“Hong Changlao, found it!” soon, a Yuanying friar who went to explore the trace of the witch returned. He looked excited and shouted, “the witch will heal in Tianshen Lake hundreds of miles away!”

The news cheered the spirit of the demon hunting team.

“OK, let’s go and catch the Witch and see where she’s going this time!” with a wave of his big hand, old Hong Chang rushed to the sky god lake with a group of strong and dusty people.

Zhao Sheng followed them step by step, always keeping a distance of 200 steps.

Thanks to the mystery of “dominating the sky Xuangong”, with Zhao Sheng’s method of closing his breath, the team never found anyone following.

Tianshen lake is a beautiful scene of the former demon ruins.

Surrounded by lush trees, the water surface of the lake is clear, like a huge amber inlaid in it.

A girl with long hair is healing by the Tianshen lake.

She put down 3000 green silk at will like a waterfall, and a beautiful face was enough to amaze all sentient beings.

Joan’s nose, small mouth, bright eyes and bright teeth all make people sigh that God’s masterpiece is so perfect.

Just such a beautiful weak woman, now her body is full of scars, shocking.

“Cough!” the girl coughed twice, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly.

“These bastards, I will never let you take away Fu Xiqin, and I will never let the last hope of my demon family be dashed!” Mo Xiaoyu couldn’t help biting his silver teeth when he remembered the hateful appearance of those invaders.

She wanted to get up, but found that endless pain came from the wound on her body, so that she could only continue to maintain the posture of healing. Beauty is like jade. It is very quiet with beautiful scenery.

At this time, a mutation occurs.

“Witch, let’s find it at last. This time, you can’t escape!” old Hong burst out and came from all directions of the dense forest with a demon dangling team.

As soon as they arrived, they stood in different directions and locked everything.

The short silence was broken by the sudden sound.

More than 20 demon hunters led by Hong Changlao came to tianshentan to make the final settlement.

“You bastards!” seeing these hateful demon hunters, Mo Xiaoyu raised a touch of frost in his beautiful eyes. She shook her delicate body slightly and stood up.

Although she had suffered a lot of injuries, she still did not give in and guarded the last demon family ruins.

“As long as I’m Mo Xiaoyu, you don’t want to take away Fuxi Qin!” the sound of Jiao drinking, accompanied by the roar of the north wind, spread slowly.

Zhao Sheng, who had been staying in the distance, was surprised.

He heard a familiar name and… This familiar voice!

“Can it be her?” thought of the person at the bottom of his heart, it was difficult for Zhao Sheng to keep calm.

His footsteps were a little hasty, and he hurried to tianshentan regardless of whether he would reveal his whereabouts.

“Hum, rather stubborn!”

“Let’s go up side by side and kill the girl!” old Hong, wearing a white robe, announced like a trial.

His voice was heard everywhere, and many monks who were already in full battle around made joint efforts!

“Heaven devil claw!” “great sorrow has no hands!”

“Rush thunder, break the dragon!” “great heaven Yanshu!” “God’s palm!”

Five top Yuanying friars worked together to show their unique skills.

The tide like psychic power gathered madly and churned here.

At the same time, twenty alchemy friars began to recite the Sutra and blessed the power of the Dharma array.

This is not the end. After they shot, Hong Changlao, who had already entered the realm of God for a long time, also shot at this time!

As soon as his palm turned, there was a Dharma seal condensed in his hand.

“This print, turn the sky!” the wrinkled palm pressed slightly, like the terrible power of the collapse of the earth, condensed and became the most fatal blow.

The palm full of great aura makes people even unable to resist.

After all, Mo Xiaoyu only has the cultivation of Yuanying territory. He was besieged by so many strong men and was defeated. What’s more, she has already been seriously injured. How can she fight again?

“So tired.” staring at the sky, countless deadly offensives are as gorgeous as fireworks. Mo Xiaoyu has heavy eyelids and seems to be unable to open them.

She was really tired. Since she was regarded as a saint by the remnant of the demon clan, she worked hard for the survival of the clan every day. No one could give her a shoulder to rely on.

If you die like this, is it also a relief?

Mo Xiaoyu closed his eyes like an appointment and waited for the storm to come!

Many demon hunters looked different and excited. They planned to kill Mo Xiaoyu and then go to the demon family to capture Fuxi Qin.

At this critical juncture, Zhao Sheng rushed to Tianshen lake!

“Sure enough, it’s her!”

Looking at Mo Xiaoyu, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, Zhao Sheng was in a trance and seemed to return to the scene of his previous life.

The follower who called himself brother Zhao Sheng in those years, the little Nizi who threatened to live and die with him in those years.

The scenes of the past years are still heard.