Chapter 389

"In that case, the people of Changsheng gate are useless? In my opinion, kill them directly!"

King jimie said indifferently and looked at King yaochi.

The king of yaochi, Ji Feixuan, is wearing a white dress. She is shrouded in mysterious light and covered with light gauze. Her temperament is ethereal and dusty.

Her skin is as crystal as jade, and her eyes are as bright as stars. Standing there quietly, she has a unique temperament.

But after hearing the words of King jimie, a cold light appeared in her eyes and said: "King jimie, the people of Changsheng gate have an old relationship with me. No one is allowed to touch their hair! Otherwise, they will be enemies with my Ji Feixuan!"

"Hum! When did the king of yaochi have something to do with some mole ants? Did the king of yaochi think he could compete with our four holy places on his own?"

King jimie's eyes were cold and his face was ugly. Ji Feixuan refuted him so that he felt very ashamed.

"What are you talking about, brother jimie? I didn't say I wanted to be the enemy of the king of yaochi. After all, these people of Changsheng gate helped us open the Changsheng heavenly palace. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others for killing brother jimie?"

The yin-yang King smiled faintly.

"That's right! Some mole ants can't turn over big waves. Let's stay for the time being!"

The nether king is an old man wearing a black robe, holding a scepter and full of ghost Qi. He can't see his face clearly, but his eyes are cold and full of dead Qi, flashing like a ghost fire.

His voice was very cold, but he didn't agree to kill the people of Changsheng gate.

King jimie looked at the Black Dragon King and found that he didn't speak. He sneered and said, "King yaochi can protect them for a while, but he can't protect them for a lifetime. There are many crises in the immortal heavenly palace. Maybe they will be buried in the belly of some demon!"

Ji Feixuan gave him a cold look and didn't speak. On the contrary, she made the king ask for trouble, and her eyes were even colder.

He looked at the disciples of Changsheng sect coldly behind Ji Feixuan. There was a faint sense of killing.

"Don't be afraid, the son will come to save us!"

All the people of Changsheng gate look pale at the moment, including Nangong Xuan, Nangong Qing and jianwuduan. They seem to be seriously injured and sit in the center of the disciples of yaochi sect.

Their eyes were full of anger, but they felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

In order to open the immortal heavenly palace, each of them was extracted blood essence. Even with Ji Feixuan's protection, Ji Feixuan couldn't stop the four kings when it came to the opening of the immortal heavenly palace.

Li Ling's sword intention is very pure, and her eyes are very firm. She tells all the people of Changsheng family to believe that Ling Xiao will come back.

"Well, I also believe that the young master will save us!"

Xuewei's eyes are firm, her pretty face is a little less tender and a little more fierce. In the secret realm of longevity, she has seen the law of the jungle and intrigues, which makes Xuewei grow up quickly.

"Don't worry, no one dares to hurt you with my sister!"

Ji Shuiyao smiled at Xuewei, with a look of expectation in her eyes.

I've heard a lot of Lingxiao legends these days. It turns out that unconsciously, the boy in the eight wasteland has grown to such a point.

Her heart even vaguely looked forward to seeing the boy again.

"Lingxiao, how dare you come here and die?"

At this time, the devil flashed in his eyes and drank violently.

In the distance, Lingxiao, old goat, moon god and Phoenix girl came together, like four bright lights, and came to the Bank of weak water lake in an instant.

"Lingxiao is coming?"

"Is it really Lingxiao?"

Lingxiao's arrival caused a commotion in the crowd. Everyone was very surprised to see Lingxiao. Did he dare to come here?

Many martial artists showed hostility in their eyes. After all, under the rendering of magic sky, Lingxiao has become a big devil who does all kinds of evil.

The sun god standing behind the yin-yang king also showed a burning killing opportunity in his eyes when he saw Lingxiao. If it weren't for Lingxiao, he would have inherited the sun, moon and stars Sutra, so he hated Lingxiao no less than magic sky.

Lingxiao seemed unaware of the people's eyes, but came directly to many disciples of yaochi sect. When he saw nangongxuan and others safe, he was relieved.

"Suzerain, I'm the one who implicated you!"

Lingxiao whispered and looked at Ji Shuiyao with a look of gratitude.

"Young master, you're all right. I knew you were all right! That's great!"

Xuewei trembled all over and her eyes were full of excitement. Although she had always believed that Lingxiao was okay and that Lingxiao would come back, she couldn't help crying when she saw Lingxiao at this moment and threw herself into Lingxiao's arms.

"Xuewei, I'm fine!"

Lingxiao dotes on touching Xuewei's small head.

Ji Feixuan looked at Lingxiao in the distance, and a faint color appeared in her eyes. Lingxiao seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at her, full of gratitude.

The people of Changsheng gate must have been protected by Ji Feixuan, otherwise they would have died in the hands of morkong or sun god.

Lingxiao has to bear this feeling.

"Lingxiao, you're really looking for death. There's a way to heaven. You don't go. There's no door to hell. You break in! Don't you feel a little guilty for killing countless martial artists by using magic ancient trees? Today I'm going to act on behalf of heaven and kill you, a devil who does all kinds of evil!"

The strong breath of magic air filled the air, and his eyes were full of cold murders.

And a piece of jade in his hand began to give off a blazing light. The longevity fruit tree was ascended first. The king of extinction collected several breath into the jade. As long as he met the person who stole the longevity fruit tree, the jade will shine.

Obviously, it was Lingxiao who stole Wanshou fruit tree.

Mo Kong is very excited. As long as he kills Lingxiao and steals his storage ring silently, Wanshou fruit tree will kill the demon clan at that time.

"Where did the wild dog come from? Barking here!"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed and said faintly.

"Lingxiao, you want to die!"

A ferocious color appeared on Mo Kong's face, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

"Lingxiao, don't you arrest me? You will die when Lord Mokong makes a move!"

"Lingxiao is a great devil who does all kinds of evil. Everyone can kill him. Why don't we go up together and kill him!"

"Lingxiao, you killed my great elder, accept your life!"

The disciples of jimie demon clan jumped out and pointed to Lingxiao and scolded.

Many martial artists also talked about it one after another. Their eyes to Lingxiao were full of hostility. No matter how Lingxiao killed hundreds of strong people, many of them were from these small sects. They naturally had no good feelings for Lingxiao.