White Head Demon Master

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"hiss……"

The moment she was held by Fang Cun's hand, an expression of horror and anger appeared on the witch's face. When Xuan suddenly turned her face, her mouth opened wide, and a magic light struck Fang Cun straight in. At the same time, the roar of the surrounding demon suddenly sounded, and the world shook together. In the banquet behind, in the surrounding areas, countless golden armored demon generals would emerge at the same time.

Between the heavens and the earth, the demon will surging, covering the sky and the sun.

From the perspective of a square inch, I found myself as if I had fallen into a world full of demons. The trolls high into the clouds, looking down from under the nine heavens, there are rows of rows in the surrounding halls. The demon soldiers will come out, and the water surrounding him will not leak. At this moment, he even feels that there are a hundred thousand demon soldiers, trapping himself round and round, it can be regarded as impenetrable...

No one is left untouched by such crazy scenes.

But Fang Cun raised his hand to pull the witch, but suddenly burst into laughter.

With a flick of his big sleeve, he dispersed the magic light spitting out from the witch's mouth, and when it came to it, the hand holding the witch was reluctant to let go, but his figure rushed straight into the sky and rose. In the process, the surrounding mana was already rolling, like thunder, a dazzling thunder light bloomed from him, constantly driving away the devilish energy surging from this world.

At this speed, he had already brought the witch into the nine heavens in an instant.

When it came time, he looked down and saw the four trolls high into the cloud, surrounded him with big hands, patted at the same time.

"If it's true, it's amazing..."

Fang Cun whispered to himself, twisting and pulling the witch, slamming it outward.

The witch, who was born to charm everyone and was naked at this time, looked like a weapon in his hand. After he swung it away, there was an amazing scene. The witch's body was turned into a white shadow by him. The whirring on the faces of the four trolls, and this white shadow, seems to be much stronger than the trolls. Under the hard blow, the four trolls suddenly became phantoms.

Fang Cun laughed loudly, flipped his palm and raised his hand, and shot towards the sky.

Titicaca...

There were endless cracks in the sky, the fragments peeled off, and there was a ray of light, which was thrown from outside the sky.

Fang Cun pulled the witch with one hand, and went straight to the sky, leaving only this world of demons dancing and crying.

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"Snapped……"

After Fang Cun rushed out of this world, he turned his head and saw that the moon was bright and the breeze was cold.

By his side, the elder Shenshan violently rose up, and slammed a fist towards him who was close to the extreme.

For this elder, Lu Xin ignored it at all. The Eight Treasure Gourd, which had been hanging on top of the elder Shenshan’s head, had grown in size by itself. As the size grew, the weight naturally increased endlessly. Severely pressed down, the wind and wind of the fist of the elder Shenshan hadn't hit Fangcun's body before it was pressed into the ground by the gourd, becoming invisible.

At this time, Fang Cun just turned around and looked at the witch beside him.

After he grasped this witch's hand, he has not let go.

At this time, I came out of the painting, but I also picked up the witch. Now this witch is lying on the ground in a pitiful and pitiful posture. The delicate hand is held by a square inch, and the green silk is like a waterfall, falling down, just unstoppable. Live her graceful figure.

However, it is also obvious.

The witch was also a little confused about Fang Cun pulling herself out of the painting.

This hasn't happened yet, why did it come out?

"go in!"

Fang Cun smiled at the witch, then raised his hand and pulled it forward and threw it forward.

"Chuff" there was a sound.

The witch realized that it was not good, and screamed, she wanted to turn into a demon cloud and flew out into the sky. Judging from the volatility of this demon's breath, the witch drawn from the painting has a very high level of cultivation. It is clear that her figure is between the real and the illusory, but the devilish energy appears to be real and terrifying. It can be judged at a glance that the strength of this witch should at least be in the Nascent Soul.

But Fang Cun didn't pay attention to her at all. He just raised his hand gently, and the stopper on the Eight Treasure Gourd that held the elders of the mountain flew automatically, swirling in the gourd, and a crazy gravitational force emerged. , The witch flew high, she was subconsciously uttering a roar that she was about to escape to the sky, but before the roar fell, the person was gone...

She was directly loaded into the Eight Treasure Gourd.

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Cun glanced at the gourd, pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve and threw it into the gourd.

"Get yourself dressed."

Speaking softly, he raised his hand to signal, and then the gourd plug sat firmly in his mouth, the plug tightly.

"Boom bang bang"

Inside the gourd, there was a dull knock.

Faintly, it seems that one can hear a woman's vague and dull cry: "Let me out..."

"Let's reflect on it first!"

Fang Cun smiled and glanced at the Eight Treasure Gourd~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then moved slightly. Inside the Eight Treasure Gourd, thunder and lightning were tumbling and crackling, and soon the voice of the witch was suppressed, and at the same time Fang Cun gently raised his hand, the Eight Treasure Gourd became smaller and flew into his palm, and the elder Shenshan who was pressed by the Eight Treasure Gourd to the ground again was instantly invisible, leaving only a small hole in the ground. I don't know where he escaped.

"Get out of here!"

Fangcun felt slightly, and when he turned, he stepped heavily on the ground.

Wow...

Mana surged, the earth cracked, like a tide, spreading out in all directions.

"laugh!"

Seven or eight miles away, suddenly a figure was shaken and flew out of the ground. His body was a blue emperor, and it was the elder of the mountain. His eyes were blazing and fierce, and he glanced towards Fangcun’s location, and he was already stepping forward. Take a big step, eager to flee towards Yuankong.

But Fang Cun leaned over quietly, picked up the empty painting on the ground, and rolled it up.

After that, he took a step forward, his figure vague, and at the same time, he turned around quietly.

I happened to see Elder Shenshan rushing towards him in strides.

Fang Cun smiled at the elder Shenshan, and said, "Do you say it yourself, or do I force you to say it?"

The elder Shenshan looked shocked. Even with his cultivation base, he didn’t know how he appeared in front of him suddenly when he was still seven or eight miles away from him. Could it be that the distance between him? Can't pass through directly? It's just that the matter is over, he has no time to think about it, just a violent roar, his palms gently pushed out, turning into a magical day in an instant.

"Sure enough..."

Fang Cun greeted the elder Shenshan with a blow, and sighed softly: "It is the elder Shenshan who is crazy..."