Bingbi sneered, and the Demon Lord's eyes naturally fell on Bingbi: "The Garan Fairy is unharmed, thanks to the stroke of the Garan Fairy eight thousand years ago, let the cheap die early, and Benjun can break through the emotional barrier and have today's cultivation." ” "Ning Xi's death to save her brother is her own choice."
Bingbi said lightly: "I can't blame me for this." ” "Ning Xi is your good sister, you knew that her death was Ning Wang, but you didn't tell her earlier."
The Demon Lord sneered: "You immortals, you are all heartless. ” Bingbi stopped talking.
Shen Yan didn't have the heart to manage Bingbi's grievances and entanglement with the Demon Lord, he only hoped that the Demon Lord could unlock the Tiangang Net and quickly save Ming Shu.
The Demon Lord smiled and said, "When they are willing to come out, they will naturally come out." ” "The silver blade is grabbing the Styls, how did they come out" The True Monarch of the Calendar looked at the Demon Monarch and said, "You know that the Silver Blade will not let the Stygians come out." ” "When they die, the net will be untied."
The Demon Lord smiled: "Tiangang Net never traps dead things. ” The True Monarch of the Calendar finally became angry, and the Demon Monarch sneered: "It's useless to be angry, it's useless to be angry."
The three of you go together, and you are not afraid. ” The Demon Lord's cultivation is extremely high, although he has only lived for more than 15,000 years, he has inherited the cultivation of his predecessor, and he is a demon cultivator.
If you really only spell spells and cultivate, the only person who can subdue the Demon Lord in the Heavenly Court may be the Heavenly Emperor.
Shen Yan pressed the hand of the True Monarch of the Calendar Law holding the sword, pushed him aside beggingly, and then asked the Demon Monarch: "How can the Demon Lord be willing to open the Tiangang Net." ” The Demon Lord smiled, this time the laughter was really hearty.
He whispered in the ear of the inkstone, and the face of the inkstone turned white in an instant.
The Demon Lord was not in a hurry, he waved his sleeves to draw the scene in the cave, and saw that Mingshu was worshipping with Silver Blade at the moment.
"I don't know if I will have the strength to cave later."
The Demon Lord smiled and looked at the miserable white bloodless face of the Dark Inkstone, and said, "Now, we are also in-laws. ” Looking at the scene in the cave with a white face, it was time for the husband and wife to worship.
Looking at the gloomy silver blade, the Yan Yan felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
"I, I promise you."
The inkstone turned to the Demon Lord, closed his eyes and said painfully: "I gave it to you, you let it go" Before he could finish his words, a gust of wind swept by, and the Demon Lord became entangled with a golden dragon.
Bingbi stood aside and watched quietly, she didn't help, and she couldn't help much.
"What's going on" Shen Yan exclaimed, "How did the True Monarch of the Calendar become a dragon?"
"Go help him."
Bingbi said: "My mana is not high, and I can only add chaos if I go." ” The Stygian joined the battle, and after the Calendar True Monarch became a dragon, his cultivation seemed to have become much higher, but it was not much higher than him, and the two of them still had some difficulty dealing with a Demon Lord.
Just as the two gods were gradually falling into the wind, he heard the true monarch of the calendar who had turned into a dragon suddenly hissed, and the sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.
The Demon Lord's moves are directly approaching the death hole of the Calendar True Monarch who turned into a dragon, and sometimes the Calendar True Monarch can obviously dodge, but he just doesn't dodge.
Just when the Demon Lord felt that he was about to succeed, the wind suddenly rose and a golden dragon circled and flew again.
With a slam of his tail, the Demon Lord was flipped to the ground, unable to hold the knife in his hand.
The dragon turned into a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and strangled the demon lord's neck fiercely.
"Don't strangle him all at once, wait."
The True Monarch of the Calendar Law walked up to the Demon Lord and said, "Untie the Tiangang Net." ” The Demon Monarch didn't want to understand, and the True Monarch of the Calendar took out the key of time and said: "It's okay if you don't understand, I will stop time now and abolish all your cultivation." ” When the Tiangang net was unlocked, Silver Blade was forcing Immortal Shu to drink Soul Wine.
The inkstone slammed the glass to the ground and pushed the silver blade aside.
The silver blade only knew that he couldn't beat the inkstone, and he drank the soul wine in his hand violently, and his soul flew away in an instant.
Mingshu looked at this scene in shock, and Mingyan patted her shoulder and said, "Shu'er, don't be afraid, this catastrophe has finally passed." ” Calendar Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked Bingbi on the side: "Has this catastrophe passed?"
"It should have passed."
"What about the inkstone?"
Bingbi looked at the Demon Monarch on the side, and then looked at the True Monarch of the Calendar, and did not speak again.
The True Monarch of the Calendar thought about it, and hung the key of time on the head of the Demon Lord, and he could no longer move, just froze there, as if he was frozen.
The Demon Lord is controlled by the Key of Time, in a relatively static state, and his time at that moment is eternal and immovable.
"Hand over the Demon Lord to the Emperor of Heaven."
The True Monarch of the Calendar looked at Bingbi and said, "His intentions are obvious. ” "You're still worried about your own catastrophe."
Bingbi suddenly said: "One god and two bodies, it is not an exaggeration for the ancient god thunder to hack you." ” After Bingbi finished speaking, he sighed and turned his head.
The strong man who should be transformed into a dragon walked in front of the calendar Zhenjun and Bingbi.
Bingbi hurriedly saluted the Ying Long, and she called him "Hanyu".
"Is there anything else" The strong man named Han Yu looked at the true monarch of the calendar and said, "If it's okay, I'll leave." ” The true monarch of the calendar hugged his fists and thanked Han Yu, and Han Yu sighed: "I wanted to help you resist the catastrophe, but you want to call me here at this time, the catastrophe."
The true monarch of the calendar hurriedly said that the heavenly calamity would find a way for himself.
Han Yu shook his head, this little immortal doesn't know the severity, where is the ancient god thunder splitting and playing, with his current cultivation, he is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious.
It's just that he has no right to interfere in his affairs again, thinking of this, he patted the shoulder of the true monarch of the calendar, turned into a big dragon and flew away.
"If only you didn't turn into a dragon and it rained."
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Bingbi looked into the eyes of the true monarch of the calendar and said, "If it doesn't rain, no god knows your identity, you will ask for it." ” The True Monarch of the Calendar turned his head slightly, sighed, and he no longer looked at Bingbi's eyes.
In her eyes, he saw a trace of sadness and reluctance.
Seeing through the various states of sentient beings and writing all the joys and sorrows, will you also be sad?
After sending the static Demon Lord to the Heavenly Court, the True Monarch of the Calendar prepared to meditate behind closed doors, carefully considering whether or not to taste the taste of the ancient god thunder.
It's just that before he could begin to ponder, the inkstone visited.
The true monarch of the calendar thought that the inkstone should have come to thank you.
Out of politeness, he still met with the inkstone.
It's just that as soon as they met, the first thing Ming Yan said was: "Zhenjun, I lied to you." ” The True Monarch of the Calendar looked at the Dark Inkstone in front of him in astonishment, if he was not the Dark Inkstone, who was the real Dark Inkstone While writing the dossier, he listened to what Xiao Xian'e said about the true monarch of the calendar who had strayed into the devil's path.
"It is said that it was sucked away by the True Monarch of the Calendar, and where did the True Monarch of the Calendar repair the side door crookedly" "The Holy Monarch of the Underworld is so miserable, all his cultivation has been absorbed by the True Monarch of the Calendar, and now he can't even transform into a human form, and he shrinks into his turtle shell all day long.
I heard that the little Sage Monarch hugged him there every day and cried, and the whole Dongshan was crying. ” "The 100,000-year cultivation is gone, and the result is not too bad."
Bingbi raised his head and said lightly: "Anyway, there is still a life." ” Xiao Xian'e stuck out her tongue, Lord Bingbi has always been indifferent, they know it.
"Fairy, do you know where the true monarch of the calendar has gone" Xiao Xian'e still asked the doubts in her heart
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