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Chapter 152 The Night of the Demon Sorceress

No one saw it because the people present in the light curtain did not have enough vision.

But in front of the light curtain, there are big men from the Martial Master Realm, so it is naturally impossible to ignore that detail.

Immediately, everyone's eyes leaped.

What is that?

Daoyi?

Didn’t it mean that the ancient demon’s Taoist foundation is destroyed and even the energy of heaven and earth cannot be sensed?

Why can you still understand the true meaning of the Great Dao?!

"His foundation of Tao is abolished. If he cannot understand Tao, it does not mean that Tao is not allowed to come and lick him?"

The long sea of ​​thoughts.

Other martial artists: "..."

Can this special cat do it?

OK, it seems to be OK!

The scene of Jiandao kneeling down and licking the ancient style is still in front of him!

Ancient style broke through eight kinds of Taoist meanings with one punch, attracted the attention of a great way, and took the initiative to give him the Taoist meaning?

Is there nothing wrong with it?

"Fist intention!"

"The most rare true meaning of the Great Dao, but it is a symbol of power!"

"No wonder this guy was so strong later, and his physical strength alone puts huge pressure on people?"

The martial masters looked at each other, and they could still understand the true meaning of the great Tao if they were abandoned.

In the past 100,000 years, ancient style is definitely the first one!

How could that devil be so perverted?!

"Damn it, he dared to step on my head?"

Ye Wudao was furious.

At that time, he originally wanted to use the corpse of ancient style to lay the foundation for his incarnation to the peak of the continent.

However, his incarnation turned out to be the stepping stone of ancient style!

After a thousand years, I have to step on it again!

One battle, two blows in the face?

That's outrageous!

"Saint Lord Wudao, you are the son of luck, the light of the righteous path is far more powerful than us!"

"We didn't see the battle just now. Please comment on it one or two?"

"How many ancient styles could I beat Ye Youdao in those days?"

Ya Changhai stretched his head and asked curiously.

He is professional after finishing it.

Ye Wudao's face darkened. If he had just been slapped in the face, it would be nothing.

He is also professional when deceiving himself.

The key is that this guy is always so silly and keeps putting salt on his wounds, which makes it difficult for him to calm down.

"This guy is too damning. I swear that after refining the ancient demon, I will definitely kill him!"

Ye Wudao continued to be incompetent and furious.

...

The girls beside him looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

While Xiao Liyang and Mu Tianxue felt guilty, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

Their young master/Gu Lang did not fall completely and remained extremely powerful!

There was a bright flash in Yao Tianxin and Huang Junxian's eyes, and there was some unspeakable emotion in his heart.

On the one hand, the strength of ancient style verifies that their choice is correct.

That man is indeed the most powerful hero in ten thousand years!

On the other hand, they cannot get out of the hatred in their hearts and cannot forget their former blood feud.

Shen Piaoer bit her lips lightly and was a little afraid to look at it.

The current ancient style is still the ancient style she remembers.

But as time goes by, the ancient style will gradually become unfamiliar.

In the end, he became the devil who sucked her Taoist body, destroyed her sect, and sucked her master's soul and refined her soul!

For a moment, she really didn't know whether she should hope the light curtain would continue or stop here.

Shi Feiye's eyes flashed and he whispered: "After the end of this battle, I met Gu Mo."

"His understanding of the Demonic Way shocked me and also planted the seeds of my Demon Sect...destruction!"

...

In the light curtain.

As Ye Youdao was killed by Gu Feng's punch, the martial gods in Kunlun Holy Land naturally couldn't sit still and directly started the martial god-level battle.

This is nothing to do with ancient style. Just put on a melon-seeded bench to watch the show.

Even if he wants to join the war, he can still play soy sauce.

But there are tall men holding on to the sky, fifth, fifth, seventh, and tenth bandits are still there, and you can't steal all the limelight and not give them a chance to play, right?

"Haha, the latest eyelash report!"

"The third elder of Kunlun Holy Land was blown out half of his body by the second grandfather. If it weren't for the demon-suppressing seal, he would probably be able to completely keep him in the Southern Region!"

When it comes to watching a show, it is really watching a show.

Gu Feng followed Li Heishui and others to the secret stronghold of the Thirteenth Bandits. While watching opera and music, he listened to the news from the Thirteenth Bandits, and was so comfortable.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that all the older brothers would hide here, so I could find the younger sister for a while?"

"I didn't expect that Grandpa Fourteen was so young and so handsome?"

"It doesn't look like a big bandit at all!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flew out from the shadow of the descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits who reported the news. A silver bell-like laughter sounded, as if it had an inexplicable demonic nature, which made the little bandits look obsessed and intoxicated.

"The Demon Sect Witch? Is it you?"

Although Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen and others are the best among the little bandits, they will not be confused so easily.

But he was not too alert, but instead introduced to Gu Feng with some headaches: "Fourth Master, this is the demon master concubine Ye. He has chased us with the dead ghost Ye Youdao before."

"But what outsiders don't know is that our Thirteen Great Devils have always had a friendship with the Demon Sect, and this little witch is considered half a friend."

At the same time, he quickly sent a message and said, "This little witch is extremely difficult. It is probably for you. Be careful!"

The ancient style continues to eat melon seeds.

He had already discovered that Shi Feiye had followed him in, but he did not take it seriously.

Among his peers, even the so-called number one person in the world could not stop him from punching him.

Others, how many people are qualified to compete with him?

Isn’t that so-called witch just a thin waist, longer legs, bigger pandas, better-looking face, and more tempting temperament?

What a big deal, really think he will take a look?

"Black boy, what bad things are you talking to Grandpa Fourteen?"

Shi Fei Ye noticed the fluctuations of Li Heishui and others' souls, and her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice became more charming and moving.

Now, even Li Heishui's eyes showed a hint of obsession.

He immediately reacted and ran away with a strange scream.

That little witch is not worth the life to kill people, so it is better to be a little far apart.

The other little kou also woke up and left with Li Heishui happily.

Finally, under the stage, only Gu Feng and Shi Fei Ye were left.

Concubine Shi Ye Jiao screamed, her soft body fell on the stage, looking at Gu Feng with tears in her eyes: "The Fourteenth Master is so hard-hearted. What did I do wrong? I don't want to see more at all?"

Gu Feng was speechless. He could not say that the moment he walked into this theater, I glanced at you from the corner of my eyes, right?

Everyone has a love for beauty, right?

You didn't find out, who was the one who blamed me?

"The witch may say something directly, and I'll be calling me if I have something to do."

The ancient style said with the eyes, the nose, the nose, the heart.

Shi Fei Ye's eyes lit up: "You scream? No one came to save you even if you scream!"

Gu Feng punched out, and a courtyard wall exploded. He hid behind the courtyard wall and listened to the corner of the wall, and suddenly screamed like a ghost.

Li Heishui and others dared not eavesdrop on each other again and actually ran away.

Shi Fei's face was slightly stiff, and the ancient style was... clearing the scene?
Chapter completed!
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