Chapter 207 All Dragons Fly Together

In just the flick of a finger, Hu Xiandao, more than 30 masters of the magic sect, were all beheaded. (starting)

The air was filled with the smell of blood. Residual bones, minced meat, and fresh blood were all over the ground, like a Shura field.

Xiao Cheng stood between the bones, as if he had done the most ordinary thing, the only drop of blood on his body also slipped to the ground.

Even Ji Hanxing, who was in the seventh level of the refined world, was defeated by him, which shows that his cultivation base is terrible, even if the elders of the older generation in the demon sect come, they will be suppressed and killed by him forcefully.

In terms of momentum, Ning Xiaochuan did not lose to him in the slightest. He secretly operated the magic sword and prepared to use the power of the magic sword to deal with Xiao Cheng. This is his only way now.

"Boom!"

When Ning Xiaochuan was about to make a move, the clouds above the sky rolled, and there was a loud thunder.

The clouds gathered into a huge palm print, which fell from the sky, squeezed the air into an arch, and brought a force that squeezed the space, and landed on the top of Xiao Cheng's head.

The power of this palm print cannot be described in words, it is like a god from outside the sky, making a palm print.

There are top masters who want to suppress Xiao Cheng.

"Ding Ding!"

Xiao Cheng's expression changed, and he punched out the Hunyuan silver ring on his wrist, propped it on top of his head, and turned it into a huge divine ring.

"Boom!"

This world-shaking palm print shattered the city centered on Xiaocheng.

Ning Xiaochuan grabbed Zi Zhui'er's shoulders, launched Rainbow Teleport, and retreated tens of feet quickly.

The stone buildings made of ten thousand catties of boulders were all crushed by the palm prints, and the streets sank and broke into pieces of rubble.

On the ground, a huge palm print was left.

Xiao Cheng's chest ached from this palm print, and the blood in his body was tumbling. He let out a deep breath, took the Hunyuan silver ring back into his palm, and stared at the end of the street, "The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect."

At the end of the street, stood a woman in white clothes, with a slim and beautiful figure, like an elf in the wind.

With a golden mask on her face,

A scorching golden light was emitted, and mysterious energy in the shape of small dragons flew around the delicate body, enveloping the graceful body as if in a fog of profound energy.

Duanmu Ling'er, Elder Lin, Master Situ, and the three masters of the Demon Sect all followed behind the Demon Sect Saintess, staring at Xiao Cheng coldly.

The voice of the Demon Sect Saintess was distant, ethereal, majestic and sacred, like a voice from outside the sky, and said: "Xiao Cheng, you know that I am in the ancient city of Tianlai, and you dare to massacre the masters of the Demon Sect without fear." This seat puts you in the Butcher Cauldron, steams you, and feeds the mysterious beasts. 【For more exciting novels, please visit】”

After the fight just now, Xiao Cheng knew that the cultivation of the Demon Sect Saintess was quite terrifying, and he was definitely not her opponent.

escape!

Xiao Cheng acted resolutely and never procrastinated. He immediately summoned the Scorpio Lion, kicked his feet, and landed on the back of the Scorpio Lion. He drove the Scorpion Lion to fly away and disappeared into the clouds.

There are many opportunities to deal with Ning Xiaochuan, it is not necessary to fight recklessly with a figure like the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate, it is unwise.

"My lord, why don't you get rid of Xiao Cheng?" Duanmu Ling'er said with cold eyes.

The Demon Sect Saintess said: "Xiao Cheng is the eldest disciple of the Marquis of Yunzhong, and he is also the leader of the Yunzhong League of the Heavenly Emperor Academy. He must have a trump card to save his life. It is not so easy to kill him."

The Saintess of the Demon Sect stared at Ning Xiaochuan, stayed on him for a moment, and then looked away immediately.

Duanmu Ling'er also stared at Ning Xiaochuan, revealing a look of suspicion, so she walked over gracefully, with serious eyes, and said: "Ding Xiaosan, why did Xiao Cheng attack you?"

She had doubts about Ning Xiaochuan's identity.

Zi Zhui'er is eccentric and clever, knowing that "Ding Xiaosan" must be Ning Xiaochuan's pseudonym, so she hurriedly said: "So your name is Xiaosan! This name sounds really nice. Sister Duanmu, luckily you and the Holy Maiden came here immediately , or those fellows surnamed Xiao will take me away and become his concubine."

Duanmu Ling'er frowned slightly, and said, "What's going on?"

Zi Zhui'er said pitifully: "Sister Duanmu, you also know that I am naturally beautiful and peerless, and that Xiao Cheng is a wolf in human skin. He took a fancy to my beauty and wanted to arrest me to do it." His little wife. Fortunately, Ding Zhuangshi bravely stood up and reprimanded Xiao Cheng, calling him a beast, and saved me from suffering."

"However, because of this incident, he angered Xiao Cheng. Xiao Cheng went on a killing spree and killed all my subordinates."

"Is that so?"

Duanmu Ling'er glanced at Ning Xiaochuan slightly, and thought to herself, this kind of stupid thing can't be done by others, but Ding Xiaosan might really do it.

The Demon Sect Saintess was standing in the distance and staring at her. Naturally, Ning Xiaochuan didn't want her identity to be exposed, so she nodded slightly, "Yes!"

The Saintess of the Demon Sect left without knowing when, and disappeared on the ancient street.

She is like a gust of wind, coming and going without a sound.

Duanmu Ling'er took a deep look at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "It's easy to suffer outside with your personality, follow me to Nine Deaths Cliff!"

"Sister Duanmu, sister Duanmu!"

Zi Zhui'er grabbed Duanmu Ling'er's arm and said with a smile: "I'm going to Nine Death Cliff too, but now all my guards are dead, it must be dangerous for me to go alone, can I go with you?"

"You didn't go with your mother?" Duanmu Ling'er asked.

Zi Zhui'er pursed her lips and said, "If I'm walking with my mother, how dare that Xiao Cheng bully me! She has other things to do, and she will rush to Nine Deaths Cliff later."

"Okay! You can go on the road with us!" Duanmu Linger said.

Zi Zhui'er was overjoyed immediately, walked to Ning Xiaochuan's side, walked side by side with him, eyes slightly slanted, and said: "Brother Xiaosan, I have done you a big favor this time, how are you going to thank him? "

"Thank you!" After saying these words, Ning Xiaochuan left straight away.

Zi Zhui'er froze for a moment, raised her snow-white chin, and stomped her feet fiercely, "It's too abominable! Just a 'thank you' and it's over. There's no such cheap thing in the world. I'll take care of you slowly when I'm at Nine Dead Cliff."

This night Ning Xiaochuan and Zi Zhui'er both lived in the manor, and with the Demon Sect Saintess in charge, Xiao Cheng naturally didn't dare to trouble Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan could also feel the aura of Xiaocheng, he was still in the ancient city of Tianlai, as long as he was allowed to find an opportunity, he would definitely make another move.

In the manor.

The Demon Sister was sitting in the pavilion, wearing a golden mask, and the gauze on her body was blown up by the breeze, like white catkins.

On the table, there was a bronze stove burning with mysterious wood incense.

Her slender fingers twirled the strings lightly, playing a graceful and ethereal sound.

Dragon-shaped profound energy rushed into the sky, turning into a scene of "ten thousand dragons flying together".

The martial arts monks in the entire ancient city of Tianlai could see the scene of "ten thousand dragons flying together" above the sky, like dragons wandering in the Milky Way, which shocked everyone so that it was difficult to calm down.

Ning Xiaochuan was sitting in the room and was cultivating the seventh layer of "Heaven and Earth Profound Qi". After hearing the sound of the piano, his mind was slightly disturbed. The spectacle above the sky made me admire the cultivation base of the Demon Saintess.

Ning Xiaochuan is known as the number one genius in the imperial city, but he is only the number one genius of the younger generation, not the number one master of the younger generation.

The Saintess of the Demon Sect is considered to be the real top figure of the younger generation, and it is estimated that her cultivation level can already compete with Wu Zun.

"The mysterious woman is right. I really lost at the starting line. If I want to catch up with them, I can only spend more effort."

Hearing the ethereal sound of the piano in the air, Ning Xiaochuan couldn't help but see a beautiful figure in his mind.

Yu Ningsheng!

After parting in the barren mountain Taoist temple, she never appeared again, and I don't know where she is now?

Will she also come to Tianlai Ancient City?

In the second half of the night, snow fell from the sky, the snowflakes were as big as goose feathers, sweeping thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

When Ning Xiaochuan pushed open the door the next morning, the outside world had already turned into a silver-white world. There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the branches and grass leaves turned white.

"call!"

A gust of cold wind blew over, roaring like a giant beast, and blowing large snowflakes into the room, slapping Ning Xiaochuan's face, the snowflakes cut his skin painfully.

"What a snowfall, the winter of the Yulan Empire is here!" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"Snapped!"

A snowball hit Ning Xiaochuan's head accurately, and then scattered, scattering a large pile of snow scum.

In the snow, Zi Zhui'er laughed like a silver bell, "Brother Xiaosan, why don't you hide?"

Ning Xiaochuan wiped off the snow on his head, then walked towards the manor, and said, "We should go."

"No fun, no fun at all."

Zi Zhui'er pinched the ears of the little fox in her arms, stepped on the snow, and galloped outside, closely following behind Ning Xiaochuan.

The caravan set off again, but the personnel were reduced, and the unnecessary goods were left in the ancient city of Tianlai. There were only more than 200 experts from the Demon Sect to escort the iron coffin on the road.

There were a total of twenty profound beasts accompanying them, all pulling carts with purple-black shafts, driving the snow on the ground out of two deep track marks.

Ning Xiaochuan and Zi Zhui'er were sitting in the same car, to be precise, she insisted on being squeezed in the same car with Ning Xiaochuan.

"Brother Xiaochuan, why on earth are you going to Nine Deaths Cliff? Do you have any secret missions, would you like me to help you?" Zi Zhui'er was wrapped in thick fox fur, and her soft body squeezed towards Ning Xiaochuan. Squeeze, cute blinking eyes.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "I am a member of the imperial court, and you are a member of the Demon Sect. Even if I have a task, it is definitely not good for the Demon Sect. Are you sure you will help me?"

"Yes! Anyway, I will marry you in the future, and I will also be a member of the court." She pursed her lips lightly, and stared at Ning Xiaochuan with big eyes affectionately.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "The magic sect and the imperial court are incompatible, even if I really marry you, no one will agree. Zhui'er, I can see that you really want to help me, but there is absolutely no possibility between us, you Let's find another good gentleman!"

"Who said that girls from the Demon Sect and men from the imperial court cannot get married? Twenty years ago, the saints from the Demon Sect of the previous generation married a young prince from the imperial court. At least they have loved vigorously. If I want such a love, it will be worth it even if I die." Zi Zhui'er said.