Wenying walked to Gou Jian's left hand, holding his right elbow with his left hand and supporting his chin with his right hand, as if thinking.

"Wenying," Feng Yin said hatefully, "I was furious when I thought of seeing your smile every day. Can you stop posing in disgusting positions? It is both ugly and tasteless. I really don't know how the Holy Lord can tolerate you being by his side for so long."

"Hmm?" Wenying came back to his senses a little, "Fengyin, I can't think of this as if I hadn't heard of it. Do you think it's really ugly?"

The people from the two factions he was staring at shook their heads desperately.

Fengyin was furious and turned around and glared at them.

No one dares to speak, look at his eyes, nose, and heart, looking taciturn.

Song Qingyang, who originally wanted to use his power to attack Hengyang Zhenren, smashed his unclean thoughts under Gou Yan's attack, and he didn't even dare to think about it. Because even if there was a slight mistake, his life would be explained here. At this most exciting moment; at the great moment when he was about to step on the rise of the clan, how could he lose everything because of a small mistake?

At this time, a black door appeared where the three turbid air converged, covering the cracks, and opened with a "bang", dozens of black shadows shot out from it, falling to the ground with a "swoosh".

As soon as these black shadows appeared, they each lined up in front of Gou Jian and Wen Ying, tapped the ground on one knee, and stroked their chests with their hands: "Welcome the Holy Lord to the True Realm!"

Feng Yin's expression was solemn, leading everyone to kneel down, in the same posture and the same words: "Welcome the Holy Lord to the True Realm!"

Gou Jian and Wen Ying knelt in the air and lowered their heads deeply: "Welcome the Holy Lord to the True Realm!"

After three ups and downs, one foot wearing hideous boots stepped out of the door, going into the other foot, going into the whole body.

He had long purple-black hair like turbid air, which was as eye-catching as it was condensed from turbid air; his facial features were solemn, releasing the pressure of people; his gray pupils had no trace of vitality or temperature, like a pool of stagnant water; his magnificent figure was wrapped in a purple-black cloak, swaying behind him for a long time, making a sound.

This person is naturally the uncrowned king of Jiao Prison Realm. He will make people tremble as long as someone mentions it in the true world.

As soon as he appeared, the void made a terrifying movement, just like being resisted and rejected, showing extraordinary turmoil.

The turbulence of the void is specifically manifested in the collapse of Taoism and nodes, as well as the chaos of laws and order.

People from both factions couldn't help but start vomiting. They had never experienced it before. How could they resist this chaos?

"Old friend, long time no see." The Rakshasa Demon Lord looked up at the sky, and the corners of his lips outlined an inexplicable arc. This was a smile that only Wen Ying and the other two could understand, cold and crazy.

Yes, what he did can still be described as crazy in the minds of Wenying and the other three.

"Start today," Rakshasa opened his hands, "please please me with everything you have, and I will lead you to witness the glory!"

"This is our honor!" No one dared to say the word "no".

"It's started!" Rakshasa withdrew his gaze and stretched out his hand gently. All the turbid air gathered like crazy, and a huge turbid air mass condensed above his palm.

Then, the turbid air mass suddenly crossed the heads of everyone and landed on the evening temple.

The turbid air "gurgled" sounded muffled, and spread in all directions with the landing point as the center. Where the turbid air spread, the land cracked, the skin all over the body was charred, and there were barbs behind it. The Shura ghost soldiers with a human-shaped ghost face emerged.

One after another, the turbid air spread endlessly, and the ghost soldiers appeared endlessly.

Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao a

Furious roars came one after another, almost forming a tide of sound waves.

But Rakshasa didn't even have the interest to take a look. His eyes fell on the person behind Fengyin. The man's skin was gray and he had a pair of vertical pupils. He never showed a trace of surprise from beginning to end, as if all the changes in front of him were just mirror flowers and water moons, like a dream, he didn't care or not.

Fengyin seemed to have noticed this and hurriedly winked at the person behind her: "Ghost Sha, remember what I warned you, don't disobey the Holy Lord!"

"You, come here." Rakshasa was indeed very interested in him.

The man called Guisha is naturally Sun Shiyu who voluntarily transformed his body into a Shura demon body.

He walked forward, walked through the corridor composed of seventy-two Asura ghost generals, came close to him and knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "Ghost Sha is willing to serve the Holy Lord, and to destroy the true world for his whole life!"

"It is so easy to destroy the true world. I still have to wait for you to assist me?" Rakshasa said coldly.

"It's not that easy," Guisha said lightly, "but it's not impossible to destroy. I believe that in the Holy Lord's heart, conquest is not about conquest itself. What the Holy Lord wants is probably not just conquest. Guisha can give you what you want. Isn't that enough?"

"Rareless!" Fengyin was furious.

"You actually noticed it?"

"The positive and negative overlapping, and using the power of Jiao Prison to push the dusk temple is just the first step." Gui Sha said, and he kept silent.

"Okay!" Rakshasa couldn't help but smile, "I ordered you to fully deploy three major legions as the Grand Marshal of the Army to command the conquest of the True Realm, one person below and ten thousand people above!"

This statement is truly "not strikingly, never stop until death." This time, not only the commander of the three legions and the seventy-two Shura ghost generals, but even Gui Sha himself was a little surprised, but soon calmed down and said, "The humble position will definitely not let down this holy relative!"

...

Thousands of miles north of Sanshan Island, in a barren mountain in the Dusk Dojo, the head of Xuanmen on Sanshan Island, Yin and Yang Master, who is the head of Sanshan Island, described her as a embarrassed girl, leaning against a mountain wall in a daze, her face pale and murmured to herself: "It's over, I'm just about having fun, causing Sanshan Island to fall into the first stop of the invasion of Jiao Prison Realm. That evil star will definitely not let me go, what should I do..."

When the tsunami began, she had already noticed something was wrong. Because the tsunami was blocked by a woman, after discovering the other party's methods, she was shocked to realize the sign of Jiao Zhuo's invasion.

At that time, the messenger Feijian could no longer move, so she could only calm down and wait for the opportunity. The more she waited, the more she felt more frightened, and she felt that she would definitely be dealt with by Su Fu when she went back like this.

So when the tsunami was slightly weaker, she did not choose to escape, but stayed to wait and see the situation.

She was born with the instinct to sense crisis. She suddenly sensed death signs half an hour ago, so she didn't dare to stay there, but she really escaped.

"No, just go back like this, the evil star will definitely dismantle me!"

When she thought of Su Fu's cold eyes, she was immediately frightened and trembled: "At least, you have to get at least one useful piece of information. Maybe that evil star is soft-hearted... It's true that people have worked diligently for so many years, and they have worked hard without credit..." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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