After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

At the moment, the group of monsters surged, and the people under their feet were all rushing people from the monster clan.

They were all fierce and ferocious, with ferocious faces, and they were hostile to the two of them as if they harbored a great hatred.

It stands to reason that in such a situation, they should defend against the enemy first. Although these enemies do not pose any threat, it is definitely not the time to say these words.

But? Bai Simu seemed to have only Peng Yi left in his eyes, looking at him with good eyes, persistently waiting for an answer.

Peng Yi opened his mouth, and finally squeezed out a few words: "To protect you, isn't it to protect myself?"

After finishing speaking, the Miexin Sword was thrown casually? With a frightening sword intent suddenly released from the blade of the sword, those monster races who charged up first were captured by the sword intent in an instant, and did not dare to move forward even half a step , All of them became timid.

Peng Yi hooked? Hooked his lips, his face that should have been cold and noble was suddenly filled with evil spirit that did not belong to the immortal.

Normally, in order to maintain his identity, he would imitate Bai Simu's usual appearance and pretend to be a fairy.

But right now, there is no need for it at all.

"Is this... the Miexin Sword?"

Some of the monsters recognized the sword in Peng Yi's hand, and their faces suddenly became surprised.

This sword is owned by Demon Lord? How could it be in the hands of Immortal Bai Ling? The relationship between them has already come to an end? Can they exchange their natal swords?

However, now is not the time to discuss these matters, because the Miexin Sword is already under the hood, and the flaming sword energy knocks them all into the air in the blink of an eye.

The aura of the fairy wrapped in a black robe in the air skyrocketed, and just holding such a sword made people daunting.

Peng Yi looked at them condescendingly, and said in a disgusted tone, "Idiot."

Just being slightly instigated by someone? He came to die as if he was desperate.

Bai Simu's eyes swept over the group of monsters, there must be some confusion here? The monsters who were assigned by the people behind the scenes to take the opportunity to boo.

However, the number of monsters is too large, and they are densely packed, and they are all there, and because there are trees covering them, it is difficult to distinguish them at all.

"Did Immortal Bai Ling kill someone? He wants to kill all of us Yaozu."

"The Immortal Palace don't want to bully people too much, my demon clan is not easy to mess with."

"Is there no one in our Yaozu? You are like this, you two? Why don't you just stay here!"

The bewitching words came from nowhere in the group of monsters, and the group of monsters who were still terrified suddenly became agitated. The crowd was so excited that they all sacrificed their weapons.

Suddenly, the forest was full of evil spirits, and the resentment was soaring.

Standing with the sword in hand, Peng Yi didn't have the slightest hint of fear in his eyes, but a different kind of excitement shone.

The demons are warlike, and they never have any intention of backing down.

For a moment, the entire Yaozu fell into a tense scene.

Even Bai Simu raised his hand and summoned? The silver whip used to deal with Mingyao.

Peng Yi glanced at it, then smiled: "I said when did you become so aggressive?"

I thought this wood would not say anything, but I didn’t expect this person to answer? In a serious way: "The one who is close to the ink is black."

For a moment, Peng Yi didn't know if he was praising him or laughing at him.

Before he could figure out how to answer, the silver whip in Bai Simu's hand had already been swung out, and the whip sent flying a monster who wanted to sneak attack Pengyi.

"Concentrate."

As the whip unfolded, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Tens of thousands of monsters, regardless of size, rushed toward us.

Some are shining with sharp claws, some are flicking their tails, some are carrying weapons, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the two of them to drown them in the group of monsters.

Peng Yi and Bai Simu had their backs to each other, the sword in their hands was buzzing, and they were as excited as their master.

"This can be regarded as the friendship of fighting side by side, but, Mumu, look forward to it."

After the words fell, the Miexin Sword was raised above the head, and the sky suddenly darkened, with dark clouds, lightning flashes and thunder, and the sound of rumbling was endless.

At that moment, the hearts of all the monsters trembled slightly, and the huge sense of crisis made everyone's scalps tingle, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and look towards the sky.

It was an extremely frightening scene. The day turned into darkness in an instant, only the purple lightning revealed some light, illuminating the frightened faces of each other.

The thunder was deafening, and the explosion made people dizzy and dizzy, and their ears were buzzing, and they couldn't hear anything.

A huge vortex above the head swirls down with the howling wind, from far to near, as if it wants to swallow people.

"This... what is this?"

Some people couldn't help asking? Come out.

However, the master who made the thunder would not answer.

Behind Peng Yi, a huge phantom stood in the air, which was clearly the appearance of his real deity.

This phantom is doing the same movements as him, but the expression is more mean and arrogant.

Sparks overflowed from the blade of the Miexin Sword, and lightning flashed?

"Have you wanted to try this trick for a long time?"

Speaking of swiping the sword down, it didn't seem like much effort, but a monstrous force surged and swept across the entire southern border.

In an instant, the grass and trees flew, and the trees rose from the ground. Countless people of the monster clan were swept up and thrown by the hurricane, and the purple lightning kept falling from the sky.

It can be called purgatory.

According to the memories of the Yaozu people later, it was such a terrifying force that people didn't even dare to resist, so they just wanted to run away.

At this time, the master who caused this disaster was being hugged by someone and fell into a cave on the cliff of Tongtian River.

Peng Yi has almost been emptied? The spiritual power in his body has just recovered, and now he is empty inside. A random monster may end him?

With a cold face, Bai Simu was pressing his palm on his chest, continuously sending spiritual power to him.

"Look at you, those who don't know think I'm dead?"

Although Peng Yi's complexion was pale, his expression? It was quite relaxed, and he was even in a "mood" teasing.

Is Bai Simu angry? He glanced at him, and said two words from his thin lips: "Shut up."

Peng Yi probably realized that this person was really angry, so he closed his mouth obediently.

However, after a short while, he couldn't help but say: "You said you were so angry? Why are you so angry? It's unnecessary. I have such a magnificent hand. Since those people from the demon clan have seen it? You Bailing Immortal, I'm afraid It's going around."

It's okay if he doesn't open his mouth. In this way, Bai Simulian is even more stinky? He even hit harder? How much? His spiritual veins hurt slightly due to the overwhelming spiritual power, and he couldn't help "hissing"? One sound.

Bai Simu pursed his lips, and slowed down his movements again.

Peng Yi said earnestly: "Now we are being plotted by someone? Is it true that who is the plotting person? I don't know yet, and those idiots of the Yaozu don't know? It's reasonable. They just know that they are shouting for revenge and not fighting quickly. Quick decision, are you waiting to fight those idiots?"

Bai Simu remained unmoved? He lowered his eyes and only healed him.

Peng Yi talked for a long time, and his words were almost exhausted, but Bai Simu was still not happy.

Until the empty spiritual power in his body recovered a little, he withdrew his hand, but Bai Simu didn't? Say one more word.

Beyond the cliff is the unseen Tongtian River. The river is turbulent and swift, and the sound of water hitting the cliff is constantly coming in, which makes Peng Yi feel irritable.

He didn't think he did something wrong or anything, but he felt unhappy when he saw Bai Simu like this.

Peng Yi walked back and forth? Two steps, and his tone changed from the soft voice just now to a little irritated.

"I don't understand what you're mad about? Is there something? Can't you just say it? If I'm doing something wrong, you can tell me."

He... change it, that's it?

Peng Yi didn't understand himself yet. Where did this feeling of seeing Bai Simu's displeasure come from? He didn't realize that the atmosphere between the two of them was like a young daughter-in-law's quarrelling. Same, already? Thinking about how to make him happy.

It seems that Bai Simu's words and deeds, every frown and smile began to affect his emotions.

Bai Simu raised his eyes and looked at him, with some complex emotions, like a fog that could not be dissolved, and finally said helplessly: "You are not wrong, I am just angry with myself."

Peng Yi felt that the common saying in the world, people's hearts are unpredictable, is really true.

Not only is the human heart unpredictable, but the mind of the Immortal Venerable is even more unpredictable.

The Miexin Sword was not put away by Peng Yi because of the exhaustion of spiritual power. Although it did not have the blessing of spiritual power, the blade of the sword was still radiant, and the sword was awe-inspiring.

Bai Simu raised the sword, walked to Peng Yi, handed the sword to him, lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, don't do this again?"

Peng Yi put away the sword and asked him: "Why? You move? Your hands move with me? Aren't the hands all the same? Could it be that you still care about your identity as a fairy being humiliated by me? No?"

Bai Simi: "You know that's not what I mean??"

Peng Yi was a little confused for a while, unable to figure out what it meant, but a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, as if the person in front of him had something to say.

He was always hesitant to speak, just like Bai Simu refused to tell him about that missing memory.

This must be a very important thing?.

Peng Yi took a step forward, held Bai Simu's unretracted wrist, and said bluntly: "I don't understand what you want to say, and I don't know what you mean?" I asked you before, in the mortal world , Shangyi City, what happened between us? What happened, why didn’t you tell me?”

Bai Simu's wrist tensed up immediately, and his usually indifferent mood seemed a little rushed at this moment.

He raised his eyes and stared at him closely, and asked in a suppressed manner, "I tell you, do you believe it?"

Peng Yi said without hesitation: "You tell me, I will believe it."

This kind of trust didn't know where it came from, but deep down he told himself so.

As long as Bai Simu said, no matter what, he would believe it.

The few short words seemed like a boulder was thrown into the originally calm lake. Not only did it explode into sky-high water splashes, but also created bursts of ripples, which made Bai Simu's heart feel like a mess.

He asked hoarsely, "Why do you believe me?"

Peng Yi frowned: "Why? Why, do you need a reason for everything? I believe you, so naturally I believe what you say."

Bai Simu's whole body became tense, and the wrist that was originally held suddenly broke away, and he held Peng Yi's hand with his backhand.

At this time, his eyes are not his own? This face, but the soul hidden under the skin, that once?

He has? Forgot? At this time, he is in the territory of Yaozu, the murderer behind him.

All the voices in my ears disappeared? There was only one voice calling in my heart.

Tell him, as long as you say it, all those things that are expected but not available, will they all be realized?

Bai Simu gradually tightened his grip on Peng Yi's hand, and he said in a low voice, as if he had made up his mind, "Okay, I'll tell you."

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