MTL - A Demon’s Path-Chapter 837 bargain

Looking at the **** red pistol waving toward himself, Nalan Hanxue couldn't help but close her eyes in despair: "I actually died here..."

In stark contrast to Nalan Han Xue, Ling Xiao’s eyes kept watching this blood red gun, and he could not see any desperate emotions in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it is a deceitful guy." Ming Tiantian also noticed Ling Xiao's calm, but he did not believe that the loss of combat power will have any power to escape from his own hands.

Although his soul chain has not been completely repaired, the power is far less than his peak period, but if these two little guys can't cope with it, then he has no face to find the future generations of the two guys.

"Dead." He looked at his blood-red gun only ten centimeters from Ling Xiao’s throat, and his face could not help but reveal a smug color.

Killing this kid, for the time being, the descendants of the two guys have been suppressed. I have been suppressed. I don’t know how many years of bad luck have finally come out.

Unfortunately, it is too early to be happy.

A black arrow smashed into the air and shot at the tip of his blood-red gun, deflecting his blood-red gun.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Xiao grabbed Nalan Hanxue and Xiaolinzi and quickly flew to the space above the top of the tower.

Above the sky, those who were originally sent away by the sky were reappearing.

In addition to these people, there are three more people: a veteran with a smile and a pair of handsome men and women.

"The Lord of the Soul is actually pressed here, Ling Xiao, you are really good luck." The old man smiled at Ling Xiao: "I will transform his meat into your soul, you have and Murong. Huatian is qualified for the board."

Ling Xiao laughed twice: "Grandfather, everything but you told me."

This old man is the grandfather Yan Fei of Tang Yingying. The pair of men and women are naturally Tang Yuchen and Yan Hanjun.

When I heard that this guy wanted to refine his own body, he couldn’t help but anger: "Where the little things that come out, dare to disrespect your Lord of the Wraith."

He was angry and angry, but he also understood that the strength of this seemingly old little guy was not under his current strength.

In this way, he did not dare to act rashly.

A guy who is so insidious and sinister like the ruling day, what is called the situation is still understandable.

"My granddaughter, can you borrow the statue of your statue, can you?" Yan Beifei said to Tang Yingying.

Tang Yingying naturally had no problem, and immediately handed the statue of the gold woven bird to Yanbeifei.

"And you, the little demon, can you give me the stone statue of the demon snake statue." Yan Beifei looked at Xia Yuhua with a smile, Xia Yuhua can not borrow it.

Putting two stone statues in front of themselves, Yanbei flew high and looked down at the sky: "Now, do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

Before the rebellion, Tang Yingying and Xia Yuhua were taken away from the space of Ling Xiao. A large part of the reason was because the two stone statues were naturally restrained by his power.

Now these two stone statues fall on the hands of this guy, and there is a dangerous feeling in the heart of the sky.

"What do you want." The sky will not smash its own momentum, and it will be arrogant: "If you want to kill the deity, I am afraid that the price you have to pay is not small. What's more, you can't destroy the body of the deity. It’s just a seal.”

Yanbeifei laughed and said: "We don't seal you, only ask you for one thing."

Resentfulness: "Speak and listen."

"Your life is seven tricks, blood is boundless." Yanbei Feidao: "Take it to this kid, I will leave everyone with you now, then what you like to do, that is your business. ”

He had hesitated for a long time, measured the pros and cons, and finally compromised: "Okay, then you are cheaper."

From the spirit of the evil spirits, a drop of dark golden blood flew out, and the disease flew to Ling Xiao.

"It's okay to take it." With the guarantee of Yan Beifei, Ling Xiao naturally let the dark golden blood blend into his own spirituality.

In an instant, a new seven-in-one combination skill emerged in Ling Xiao’s mind.

"There is no blood in the sea." Ling Xiao’s eyes lit up, and the lethality of this seven-skilled skill was quickly pushed back in his mind.

This kind of skill does not deserve to be the life-threatening skill of the Lord of the Soul. Once it is made, between heaven and earth, wherever the spirit of Ling Xiao is, there is a **** sky.

Anyone who is not able to be swayed by the blood is involved in the blood, and there is no chance of survival.

At that time, the Lord of the Wraith was the one who killed more than 500,000 gods and demon souls who had encircled him. Those who have seen this skill will not forget that they will die forever.

"It turned out that this is the seven-skills skill that Grandpa asked me to find." I can see Yan Beifei coming here, Ling Xiao understands that it must be the grandfather behind the scenes.

For a moment, Ling Xiao did not know what to say to the old man.

He secretly decided that he would never call his grandfather old man any more, just call him Grandpa.

"Well, the Lord of the Wraith, these juniors I took away, I obey the agreement, why do you love to do it." Yan Beifei's face with a smile that never changes, with a wave of hand, take The people disappeared into the sky above the mainland of the Yin.

"Grandfather, how can you have such a powerful force to tear the space." When Ling Xiao found himself in the park of the beast of the East of the Sun, he could not help but be surprised.

Yan Beifei immediately handed the broken axe to the dragon array and smiled: "There is no such thing as this axe, plus our gold-weaving bird family's broken talent."

When I think of Yan Hanyu, I can use the corner on my forehead to absorb the soul of the other party. The shadow has the power to control the demon. Now there is another kind of empty talent. Ling Xiao can't help but be shocked by the talent of the Golden Bird family.

It is no wonder that the Golden Weaving Bird is born to be the king of the Yaozu. This kind of talent is why other demons can't catch up.

Unfortunately, these three abilities do not seem to appear on the film at the same time, or else, the shadow will be a master.

Yan Beifei knows what Ling Xiao is thinking, and smiles: "The blood of our descendants of the Golden Weaving Bird has faded a lot, so we can only inherit the ability of the predecessors, but if the shadow can completely put the statue If refining, then her fighting power is comparable to the ancestor of the Golden Bird family."

Ling Xiao heard ecstasy: "Really..."

Yan Beifei used his hand to signal Ling Xiao to listen to himself: "Don't be too happy, to take pictures of the talent of this girl, even if it is time to have a hundred children with you, you may not be able to refine this stone statue. ”

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "Then I will have ten photos with the film every year."

Tang Yingying listened to the face and flew red, Yan Hanzhen was mad at the face: this abominable guy, took his family shadow as a sow.

Xia Yuhua on the side did not hear what they were saying, because her attention fell completely on the statue of the demon snake statue.

"Well, Ling Xiao, you should go back to your Blue Sky Alliance to see it. Now it is very lively." Yan Beifei laughed.

Ling Xiao nodded: "Well, I will go back now."

Later, Ling Xiao turned to face Nalan Hanxue and said with great solemnity: "Snow, I hope you can do it yourself."

Nalan Han Xue looked straight at Ling Xiao, and her eyes were opposite. She seemed to want to see something from Ling Xiao’s eyes, but she could never see through this deep sea of ​​eyes.

"Kid, I hope that you will not die, and you will be blessed afterwards." Nalan Han Xue dropped such a weird word and turned away.

"You even provoke a woman who is jealous, you are really a beast." Zhu Xiaolu throws such a cold and coldly, and makes a messy head: Where is this with me, I am like this, is it like a beast? .

Ling Xiao wanted to refute a few words. Zhu Xiaolu blocked his mouth in one sentence: "If you have nothing, how did you both get there?"

Eyebrows, Ling Xiao could not help but want to scream: I rely on, Zhu Xiaolu, who is the one who teaches you.

Ling Shiyu, Long Yuxi and Luo Huixin three people saw Ling Xiao eat, can not help but grin.

It seems that Ling Xiao’s nemesis is not Zhu Xiaolu.

In order to distract attention and not be treated as a beast, Ling Xiao quickly waved to the crowd: "Go away, return to the Blue Sky Alliance."

On the tower of the Wraith of the Yin dynasty, you can only watch the lingering weather of the singer and the singer screaming at the top of the tower. Fortunately, the tower is strong enough, just swayed a few times, no Let him give a hi-hat.

"If I wait for me to resume my cultivation, I will definitely return to the mainland of Yang, and take back the mainland that belonged to me, ah," he said, and he screamed and screamed.

"I don't think you have this chance."

A shady voice rang in the darkness of the sky, and the face turned wildly, and looked sharply toward the side. It suddenly changed to a white man who appeared in the air in front of him.

Under the gray sky, the white man's clothes fluttered, hunting and screaming, and the pair of unfeeling eyes stared at the sky.

Under the sorrow of the sky, the man was able to appear silently around him for more than 100 meters. His cultivation was at his peak.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" The dead camel is bigger than Ma, and after all, it is a big man. It is not so easy to be shocked. He quickly calms down, his eyes are also directly looking at each other, full of alertness. .

"You said earlier that you want to kill my son and my deputy, why can't you scream now?" The white man's voice is very deep, and it is absolutely invincible for women.

But this sound is heard in the darkness of the ear, but it is no different from the call of death.

Knowing the identity of this white man, he knew that things could not be done well, and with the principle of first starting to be strong, he waved a **** gun and slammed toward the other side: "Kid, let's die."