"Buzz..."
But at this moment, a low buzzing sound sounded, and Rizun and others who had fled far away suddenly appeared as if they were struck by lightning, and their whereabouts were revealed one after another.
"Empress Yuhua, what does this mean?" Rizun and others looked at Yuhua with evil eyes.
Empress Yuhua who was on the bed suddenly stood up and walked out of the palace. As Empress Yuhua walked out of the palace, all the beautiful women in the palace turned into pink skeletons in an instant.
Empress Yuhua looked around and said with a charming smile: "It turns out there is an expert here. Can I show up to meet him?"
Hearing this, Rizun, Chu Kuangren and others immediately understood that it was not Empress Yuhua who had stopped them before, but someone else.
"There is nothing you can't do."
Following a faint voice, a woman of unparalleled elegance appeared at the top of the mountain peak in front of the Wutu Palace.
As the woman appeared, everything in the world seemed to be eclipsed, and only the woman shone brightly like the sun and the moon.
Empress Yuhua is also extremely beautiful, but compared with women, she is as bright as a firefly or as bright as the moon, a world of difference.
The woman is naturally Murong Xianxian.
"Sister is so beautiful. I wonder who she is?"
Empress Yuhua was the first to recover from the woman's beauty, and her heart was full of jealousy and hatred. Although she liked to dress up in men's clothing, she cared about her own appearance the most and hated women who were more beautiful than herself. Whenever she saw a woman who was more beautiful than herself, A beautiful, beautiful woman, what she likes to do most is to suck up the other person's energy and spirit, and then put her skin into the Yuhua Palace for her to play with day and night.
Therefore, when she saw Murong Xianxian for the first time, she was jealous to death and hated her to death. She wished she could suck his energy and spirit immediately, and she wished she could immediately put her skin into Yuhua Palace and provide him with it. She has fun.
But the more this happened, the happier and more sincere her smile became.
"A beautiful spirit is worthy of being called my sister?"
Murong Xianxian glanced at Empress Yuhua, her tone was calm, but her words were extremely insulting: "Also, I hate scheming bitches the most."
The smile on Empress Yuhua's face froze, partly because of Murong Xianxian's extremely insulting words, and partly because Murong Xianxian revealed her heel - Yanling.
Yan Ling, a natural disaster-level monster, a kind of Yin spirit ghost, was born in Fengdu Wangchuan. It is rare to see in the world, even in Fengdu. It is quite rare, so few people know about her. How could he not be shocked when he saw through her true nature?
"Are you the woman in the sky before?" Rizun and others also recovered from Murong Xianxian's beauty, and then seemed to remember something, and asked in surprise.
They naturally saw such a big movement before, but because the search for Wutu Palace came to a critical moment, they ignored it. They didn't expect that the other party would appear in front of them now.
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that the woman in front of them is definitely not a person from the martial arts world today. After all, if such a charming woman is a person from the martial arts world today, how can they not know?
Then, there is only one possibility, the other party may be a person from eight hundred years ago.
But the question is, how can people from eight hundred years ago still live today?
"May I ask who the girl is?"
"You don't deserve to know who I am," Murong Xianxian said calmly.
"In that case, why did the girl block our way?" Rizun and others couldn't figure out the details of Murong Xianxian, so even though they were angry, they did not dare to say anything.
"Go into the house to summon people, go into the temple to worship the gods, since you are here, you should worship me as your master, why should you leave in a hurry?" Murong Xianxian said with an elegant posture.
"Owner?"
Empress Yuhua smiled as brightly as a flower and said, "This Wutu Palace belongs to the Demon Lord, but I don't know when the Demon Lord became a woman?"
"The Demon Lord is the Demon Lord, and I am this palace, but who said that there is only one master in the Wutu Palace?" Murong Xianxian asked in return.
"Hehe... Sister is really good at joking. I also said that I am the Demon Lord Lihentian?" Yuhua smiled tenderly and said: "Do you believe it, sister?"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you insult the Demon Lord? Slap your mouth."
Murong Xianxian's voice suddenly became cold, and with the sound of Murong Xianxian's voice, there was a "pop" sound, and five more fingerprints were clearly visible on Empress Yuhua's face as white as jade.
No one knew when Murong Xiuxian took action, and no one saw clearly how Murong Xiuxian took action, but that didn't stop them all from widening their eyes in disbelief.
He hit me as hard as he wanted, and he slapped me in the face. Are you so brave?
This slap didn't hurt much, but the insult was undoubtedly very strong. No one could bear it, let alone Empress Yuhua.
Since she became the Empress of Yuhua Palace, no one has dared to humiliate him, not even the master of Zongtian Palace. Now that she has the upper hand, with a hundred thousand Yin soldiers in hand, who can't kill her?
Therefore, after being stunned for a moment, Empress Yuhua no longer had a charming smile on her face, but was replaced by a murderous look: "It seems that my sister is not going to drink the wine as a penalty, so don't blame me for being rude."
"Catch her, remember, don't hurt her pretty face."
As soon as he finished speaking, in the long river, a ghost general roared angrily and led thousands of Yin soldiers to charge towards Murong Xianxian.
Therefore, there are more than a hundred Yin soldiers, there are gusty winds, there are more than a thousand Yin soldiers, and the clouds are bleak. Thousands of Yin soldiers pass by, and the wind roars, the clouds roll, and ghosts cry and wolves howl.
When the Yin soldiers were halfway, a figure rushed out from behind Murong Xianxian and intercepted thousands of Yin soldiers.
I saw the man making a fist with the Buddha's seal, and with one punch, the light burst out, awe-inspiring and fierce, like the sun in the sky.
Under the light, the fire cooks the oil, and thousands of Yin soldiers melt like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
Only the ghost general struggled to rush towards the figure, but as soon as he got close, his head was crushed by the figure.
"A little devil dares to offend my master."
After wiping out thousands of Yin soldiers and ghost generals with one punch, the figure looked sideways at Empress Yuhua with disdain on her face.
The figure is naturally Cui Qiuyuan.
Since Cui Qiuyuan was controlling Chen Miaoseng's body, no one recognized his identity for a while.
"It turned out to be a sneaky villain who stole the saint's body."
Although Empress Yuhua did not recognize Cui Qiuyuan, she could still tell the details of the person in front of her: "Sister, is this your confidence? I'm afraid it's not enough!"
After a sneer, a horn appeared in the hand of Empress Yuhua, and she blew it gently. Amidst the sad horn sound, in the long river, ghosts and gods waved their flags, and tens of thousands of Yin soldiers rushed out.
If the thousands of Yin soldiers before were just fighting in the wind and rain, and making small troubles, then the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers now are like violent winds, rain, landslides and tsunamis.
Moreover, there are tens of thousands of Yin soldiers who carry out orders and prohibitions, and the laws are strict. Under the charge, they roll like a torrent, and the Yin energy and evil energy are intertwined into one, forming the image of a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, and the momentum is extremely frightening.
Cui Qiuyuan relied on the half-Buddha Chen Miaoseng saint's body and rushed forward without fear.
The two touched each other like a rock against the waves. The waves were instantly torn apart and remained motionless, while countless Yin soldiers were turned into powder.
It's just that although the reef is strong, it can't compare with the endless waves. After just a few breaths, it was annihilated by the waves and trapped in the battle formation.
If the half-Buddha Chen Miaoseng were in front of him, these Yin soldiers would be easy to destroy and could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers. But unfortunately, it was just a corpse now, and Cui Qiuyuan had not yet fully controlled it, so after a while, he was slightly weak and at a disadvantage.
