Belch!

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Wei Long's mouth.

Wei Long was pinched by the Great Emperor, and a furious aura penetrated into his body, eroding and destroying!

Wei Long's life hangs in the balance.

"I tell them: Prime Minister Zuo Cheng is dead, Prime Minister Right is also dead, King Kang, King Bei, King Rui, Marquis of Hengshan, etc., almost all the factions of the Great Emperor are dead!"

"The so-called great emperor is actually already alone, the general trend has gone, the tree has fallen and scattered..."

"Song Yuan is strong..."

Wei Long's body exploded, scattered into countless fragments, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, even if the Great Emperor pinched Wei Long, it was close at hand, but a faint breath covered and protected the body, so Wei Long's body fragments and blood droplets were not contaminated with the Great Emperor at all.

The Great Emperor is furious!

"Traitor!"

"All vile and shameful traitors!"

"Hmph!"

"You are just two types of people, one is like Song Yuan, against Xuan, it is a big disobedience!"

"There is also a wall-to-wall grass, which may fall to Song Yuan and woo Song Yuan at any time... Extremely ugly and contemptible! The

Great Emperor roared up to the sky.

The emperor was angry, and all the corpses were ambushed!

"Everyone, damn it!"

"Peach Orchard, Great Purge!"

"After the purge, return to the imperial dynasty, reorganize the dynasty, eliminate the three sects, hum, Nanmingzhou, only the world!"

............

The entire number of guests, attendants, and others who participated in the peach feast numbered in the thousands, and at this moment, everyone was trapped in the maze of trees.

But.

Suddenly.

A cool breeze blew through, making many people shudder.

"It's so cold!"

"What kind of wind is this?"

"Why, so cold?"

"It's obviously spring now, why, this wind, like an autumn breeze sweeping away leaves?"

Truly.

Leaves are starting to fall....

Very quirky.

A peach leaf fluttered down.

Fluttering.

A family master of a Xiuzhen family, Dan Chengjing cultivator.

He looked up, alert.

The more he looked, the more he felt that this kind of fallen leaves was simply an ominous portend.

He reached out, intending to catch the fallen leaf and study it.

However, the speed of the fallen leaves is not fast, fluttering, but it is just the right spin, avoiding his hand, brush!

This fallen leaf actually did not enter the neck of this family owner.

It's like a sharp blade cutting through!

Then.

This fallen leaf cut out from the back end of the owner's neck, continued to flutter, and even landed.

Bang!

The head of the family fell to the ground, his eyes widened, blood gushed irrepressibly, and his neck was broken... Die!

Elsewhere.

Others also began to encounter, similar to the situation of this family owner!

It looks like just a fallen leaf.

However, falling leaves kill!

The cultivators, whether it is the Void Period or the Dan Cheng Realm, one by one, there is no way to avoid it, and they can only temporarily survive for a while to defend and quickly escape.

It's scary!

The entire peach orchard, originally luxuriant, peach, well-growing peach trees, unexpectedly, they all began, their leaves could not control the fall!

Every leaf has become a murderous blade!

A lot of leaves are falling!

People panicked, screamed, fled!

Peach Orchard is like hell on earth!

......

A master of the Nether Realm is enough to protect himself in this situation.

However, at this moment, in the peach orchard, there are not many experts left in the Nether Realm.

Song Yuan, Lady Mingyue, Xiaoduo, Jiuyang Marquis, and King Xian, they gathered together.

Madam Bright Moon turned into a fist-sized green bead, suspended in the air, and the bead emitted a green light shield to protect everyone.

The Jiuyang Marquis and the Sage King also have means, and if the green beads can't support it, they can also cast and resist those murderous fallen leaves.

So.

Song Yuan, for the time being, safe and sound.

Another place.

Mu Qingqing, Holy Hand, and Divine Pupil, relying on their own cultivation and demon beasts, they are also enough to protect themselves.

Besides.

The vast majority of guests, they frantically resist falling leaves and desperately escape, in fact, there is no escape.

No matter how you run, keep in the sky, or escape, you are still in the peach orchard, or under the cover of a large number of fallen leaves.

Sad!

The initiator of this great tragedy, the Southern Ming Emperor, he stepped out in one step and came to the area where they were in the Song and Yuan dynasties.

"Song Yuan, you are the most damned!"

......

In fact, when the first murderous leaf fell, Song Yuan's mind condensed, and his thoughts flew... He entered the Desolate Demon Temple.

"Song Yuan, what do you want to do?"

"Song Yuan, please, let us out!"

Grandma Xiqi and Empress Ji, they have been staying in the Desolate Demon Hall and cannot go out.

In fact, Song Yuan deliberately trapped them here!

These two guys are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, although they are in Xuantian Peony with Song Yuan, hehe, don't be happy!

However, the lifting is merciless!

Turn your face when you're done!

If it weren't for Song Yuan's possession of the Desolate Demon Hall, the two of them still planned to absorb more demonic energy from Song Yuan and find out the secrets hidden in Song Yuan's body... When they're done, they'll do it.

Later, Song Yuan took them into the space of the Desolate Demon Hall.

Of course, they were not recognized by the Desolate Demon Temple, so they could only stay outside the temple.

Song Yuan made a deal with them....

Now.

The Great Emperor is crazy and wants to kill everyone in the Peach Orchard!

Song Yuan hurried to deal with it.

He needs Aunt Xiqi and Empress Ji to fulfill their promise and complete the deal!

Hurried.

Song Yuan entered the Desolate Demon Hall directly, put on the skeleton mask, and then walked to the third painting, the Blood Handprint.

He raised his hand to hold the bloody handprint, absorbing the magic energy in it with all his strength...

The skeleton mask was comprehended by the fourth layer of the Desolate Demon Heart Method before Song Yuan, so he could see the fourth painting, so he obtained the skeleton mask.

When Song Yuan put on the mask, he obtained a strange ability given by the mask!

Between breaths.

Song Yuan actually absorbed the blood handprint, and all the blood-colored magic energy left in his little finger!

In the past, Song Yuan did not wear a skeleton mask, he could only absorb a little bit of magic energy in his little finger.

Hurriedly.

Song Yuan turned around, walked out of the demon hall, and came to the front of Grandma Xiqi and Empress Ji.

There is no explanation.

Raise your hand a little.

A finger at Grandma Nakanishiki's forehead.

One more finger and pointed at Empress Ji's forehead.

Impressively.

On the foreheads of the two of them, a small bloody handprint appeared, and then it disappeared.

"From now on, you will be my demon servants!"

Aunt Nishiki.

Empress Ji.

They all agreed, facing Song Yuan, kneeling down!

They have no intention of being unwilling or resisting!

They had already explored this Desolate Demon Temple space as much as possible during this time!

The more they explored, the more they felt genuinely fearful!

The thick fog filled their minds, and it seemed that there was always an inexplicable magical energy that could invade their thoughts and control their consciousness in an instant!

The white bones are piled up, but in an instant, the white bones can converge into a powerful white bone warrior.

These white bone warriors, along with the improvement of Song Yuan's comprehension of the Desolate Demon Heart Method, their combat power is also gradually improving.

The powerful and large number of white bone warriors are simply a demon army of Song Yuan!

Desolate Demon Temple!

Once the Ten Thousand Realms Heavens, the first powerful sect of the Demon Race, even if it fell to such a main hall, the monstrous demonic qi and incomparably powerful demonic energy prohibition it exuded still greatly shocked Aunt Xiqi and Empress Ji.

Even if Song Yuan was not there, they would not be able to take half a step into the Demon Hall!

They are here, every moment, deeply feeling... Song Yuan is the master here!

What's more, Song Yuan put on a skeleton mask, just like a demon king!

One finger, a little, the blood handprint appeared on the forehead of Grandma Xiqi and Empress Ji, in fact, it was Song Yuan who injected the magic energy of the blood handprint!

"I can give!"

Song Yuan said lightly to them: "I can also take it away!" "

Quiet.

After thinking about it, Grandma Xiqi and Empress Ji bowed towards Song Yuan and bowed down again!

They have no choice but to submit!

"Okay, I had a deal with you before."

Song Yuan said: "I give you magical energy, you go and kill someone, go now... Kill the Emperor! "

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