Wang Suizhen's aura was at full strength, and a shadow of a god loomed behind him.
The figure of this god is mysterious and huge, as if it is the majestic power of the Nine Heavens, making people tremble and surrender in their hearts!
"Jiutian Demon Patriarch!!!?" Zhao Qingsong suddenly stood up, his pupils shrank, and his expression changed for the first time.
The shadow of the god stared more and more, and even had vague facial features.
I saw a low and angry voice coming from the giant mouth of the god: "Xiao~Qian~Dragon~Evil~Demon~Outer~Dao~Yao~Ambient~Devil~Star~Speed~Speed~V~Execute!"
This sentence was spoken word for word, and with every word spoken, a stream of seven-colored light spewed out of the mouth.
The colors on the seven-color streamer are ever-changing, fantastic and dazzling. It is the awe-inspiring light of Taoism, which is born with a powerful suppression of evil spirits and demons.
Wherever the seven-colored flowing light went, the black energy transformed by the demon screamed and fled in all directions like wild dogs, not even daring to get close to the seven-colored flowing light.
After saying one sentence, countless seven-color streams of light were like cocoons, enveloping all the demonic energy and monsters in Xiao Qianlong's body.
With the help of this Taoist divine light, the evil thoughts that invaded Wang Suizhen's body had already melted like ice and snow.
Wang Suizhen only felt that his mind became as clear as a jade sky, and there was bright lightning in his eyes. He looked at Xiao Qianlong who was struggling in the cage and was restrained. The Seven-Star Divine Sword in his hand released thousands of rays of light, and he was just about to kill Xiao Qianlong. , I suddenly heard Xiao Qianlong in the seven-colored light shouting with all his strength: "Wang Suizhen, I have no enmity with you, why do you have to find trouble for nothing, and force me to kill you all?"
Wang Suizhen's movement of raising the sword was paused. He was stunned for a moment and said: "You do have no grievances against me, but I, Wang Suizhen, never look for trouble. In the beginning, it was because you tried to kill me first, and I had no choice but to do so." Therefore, I can only fight back in self-defense and kill you. This result can only be said to be that you are to blame for yourself. When death is imminent, are you still not happy? Can you kill others only? Can others not kill you? "
There was a sneer on Wang Suizhen's face: "Hey, no matter you are an emperor or a commoner, no matter you are a martial arts master or an ordinary person who doesn't know how to box or kick, everyone is equal in the face of death."
Xiao Qianlong's face turned blue and purple, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wang Suizhen, you are wrong, the devil is immortal, the devil cannot be killed, the devil is in everyone's heart, everyone can become a devil, you didn't kill him last time Did you kill me once? Haven't I come back alive now? What's the use of killing me again now? And I, Xiao Qianlong, have never done anything bad, and I have never done anything bad. How about this, you kill me now? I'll let you go. From now on, I will bow to you and be your servant. I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I can also tell you Zhu Qianchuan's big secret, how about that?"
Before Wang Suizhen could answer, Shi Feilong, who had been watching the battle on the ground, shouted angrily: "Brother Suizhen, don't listen to this old guy's demagoguery. This old guy Xiao Qianlong's sins are so heinous that it's too many to describe. He's dead." Even if you are rich a hundred times, you must not let him go this time, otherwise you will let the tiger go back to the mountains and cause endless disasters!"
Zhao Qingsong touched his chin with a playful expression on his face.
Zhu Miaoying curled her lips disdainfully: "This Xiao Qianlong is talking nonsense. Back then, even Yama King Feng Tengqi was killed, but a little devil can't be killed? I don't believe it."
Wang Suizhen touched his nose and said: "I, Wang Suizhen, have only killed two kinds of people in my life. One is evil people, and the other is people who want to kill me. It's unfortunate. I think you have both. You must die……"
Before Wang Suizhen finished speaking, Xiao Qianlong, who was in the seven-colored light, let out a strange roar, and his whole body suddenly turned into a strange black snake. The head of the snake was the bright black lancet with three-star marks, and he suddenly swung forward. The twist has already twisted the black light into a big hole, rolling and rolling, and stabbing Wang Suizhen extremely quickly!
Although Wang Suizhen was talking, he never relaxed mentally. He was not at all panicked by the sudden change. He handed the seven-star sword forward, and the giant shadow of the gods behind him let out a loud shout of surprise. A green snake and a black turtle were heard. The shadows flew out from the feet of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch. They both opened their mouths and caught the black snake that Xiao Qianlong transformed into in mid-air. They didn't care about Xiao Qianlong's miserable screams and tore it into pieces piece by piece. Swallow it!
Moreover, the three-star-marked lancet with a snake head collided with the seven-star sword!
Just hearing a loud bang, a strange flame and a huge mushroom cloud burst into the sky.
The powerful sound and power shook the entire villa.
After a while, countless sparkling powders fluttered down from the sky, and a sparkling fine snow fell on Haosi.
Zhao Qingsong stretched out his hand to catch some sparkling powder, dumbfounded: "The three-star lancet was broken? The seven-star sword was... so powerful??? The Ghost Sword fought with me like that, and it was not damaged at all in the end. This... "
A man fell from the air with a bang.
Shi Feilong hurriedly went up to help him up.
When the smoke dispersed, it was Wang Suizhen holding the Seven-Star Divine Sword.
At this time, Wang Suizhen looked extremely embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, his skin was bruised and purple, and his hair was blown up and fluffy. He was like a beggar on the street. Unless he was a very familiar person, he would never recognize this person as Wang Suizhen.
Shi Feilong couldn't help but shed tears while wiping the black ash on Wang Suizhen's body with great distress.
Wang Suizhen barely stood up straight. Before he could speak, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
Shi Feilong was shocked and exclaimed: "Brother Suizhen, are you okay? Uncle Zhao, come over and take a look? Wang Suizhen seems to be dying."
Zhao Qingsong leaped over with a gun and laughed: "Don't worry, your little lover just fainted because she couldn't bear the backlash of the power of the Seven-Star Divine Sword. She is still a little short of death, how can she usually do it? I see that you are quite determined, why can’t you stand it when your sweetheart is hurt today?”
Shi Feilong's face turned red with anger, and he almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in. Although his hands were still supporting Wang Suizhen, he didn't even dare to look at him again, as if Wang Suizhen had a thorn in his body!
People's emotions are always so strange.
Zhu Miaoying on the side hit Zhao Qingsong angrily, and then couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
Shi Feilong's face turned redder and redder.
Zhu Miaoying said with a smile: "It is human nature for a man to fall in love with a woman. What is there to be ashamed of? The one you like must seize the opportunity, otherwise he may fly away."
Shi Feilong lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhao Qingsong picked up Wang Suizhen and said with a smile: "Okay, let's heal Mr. Wang's injuries first."
