Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

People inside and outside the mountain protection formation were all attracted by the white dragon and the red figure above.

"It's Brother Wizard!"

"Brother wizard! He also tamed a dragon!"

"It's reinforcements coming!"

The demon cultivators outside the formation were all very happy to see Wu Tang. The demonic aura matched Wu Tang's aura naturally, and his eyes became redder and his pupils could not be seen, encouraging him to obey their words.

The monks in the formation were already exhausted from being unable to kill and were constantly transforming from dead fellow soldiers into demon soldiers. The endless fighting made them numb with the vicissitudes of life. Seeing the imposing Wutang and the white dragon beneath him again, they almost despaired.

"It's the gods who want to destroy us!"

"Go ask the ancestor to leave the customs." Finally, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect gave the order, and watched the white dragon land and then transformed into a human form.

The moment he saw Yu Ji's face, the head of Xiaoyao Sect shrank his pupils suddenly.

This is... the mysterious person who reminded Luo Jinzong to prepare before he came in.

"Brother wizard, come and help us!" The voices of the demon cultivators continued.

Wu Tang became more and more anxious, his face was flushed, and his breath was short of breath. He drew out his sword directly, and was about to go over to smash these disturbing voices, but was stopped by Yu Ji.

Wu Tang became more and more irritable: "Get out of the way..."

Yu Ji didn't move: "You can't stand it and want to vent, just bite me."

He cut his index finger and placed it in front of Wu Tang.

The sweet smell of blood radiated, and Wu Tang was almost instantly distracted by the killing intent, he couldn't control himself to pursue that bright red.

The blood from his fingers was too slow, so he turned to Yu Ji's neck to draw blood.

Dragon's blood has a calming effect, looking at the beautiful face so close, the desire to kill quickly turned into another desire.

"Wu Tang..." Wu Tang suddenly heard a voice transmitted to him from a distance, it was a very familiar voice.

Wu Tang raised his eyelids, and saw Jiang Liu's figure on the mountain in the distance.

"Come here, Master." The sound transmission sounded again.

That anxious mood arose again, encouraging Wu Tang to want to go over.

"Come here..." Jiang Liu sent another voice transmission.

Wu Tang let go of Yu Ji's neck with difficulty: "He's calling me." Wu Tang's voice was hoarse.

Seemingly an instinctive order engraved in his body, Wu Tang started to walk towards Jiang Liu.

"Don't go..." Yu Ji stopped Wu Tang again.

For the first time, Wu Tang had a troubled look on his face. His body instinctively wanted to obey Jiang Liu's words, but he couldn't turn a deaf ear to Yu Ji's words.

"Stay by my side, okay?" Yu Ji's words were not orders, but just light questions, which made Wu Tang stand still.

Wu Tang's breathing became more and more rapid, and she only stared at Yu Ji, as if she wanted to tear something into pieces.

In the end, as if two souls in Wu Tang's body were fighting, and both were injured and only one soul was left, he said stiffly and mechanically: "Okay..."

Jiang Liu saw that Wu Tang was about to come over, but was stopped by Yu Ji, the smile on his face suddenly subsided, and he even showed a three-point solemnity.

Although this is the first time he has used a magic seed, it shouldn't be the result.

He saw Wu Tang stop, turn his back on him and walk towards Yu Ji.

From a distance, he noticed that Yu Ji raised his head and slowly smiled at him, which was the challenge of the victor.

This confrontation was so hidden that no one knew about it except the three involved.

"Is the sleepy dragon formation ready?" Jiang Liu asked.

The elder brother nodded.

This formation was prepared by Jiang Liu several years ago. At that time, Yu Ji had not yet appeared, so the senior brother has always admired such foresight.

Yu Ji had been elusive before, and the formation couldn't trap him. If he hadn't suddenly tried his best last time, it would have just caused him some injuries.But now that he appeared swaggeringly, he would definitely be able to trap him and kill him.

"Are you injured?" Wu Tang noticed Yu Ji's weakness and frowned.

He just sucked some blood, Yu Ji's face should not be so pale.

"I wanted to come to you quickly, but I got hurt." Yu Ji nodded.

Wu Tang looked at Yu Ji's pale face and the unhealed neck wound, his expression was a little strange, he should have felt distressed.

But there was not much sadness in his heart, more of the murderous jealousy towards the person who hurt Yu Ji, and the eagerness to make the wound deeper: "Who did it?"

"Your master..." Yu Ji replied truthfully.

"I'll avenge you." Wu Tang promised, and took another look at his bite wound.

"Okay, thanks to you." Yu Ji agreed with a smile.

"We were Taoist couples before, so we don't need to have sex with me." Wu Tang frowned.

This is what he speculated based on what Wen Yanke said and the traces and scrolls left in the maze.

Yu Ji's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again: "Did he tell you?" He was naturally Wen Yanke in his mouth.

Wu Tang nodded with a calm expression.

"You won't let me fight the formation, so I'll fight their head office, right?" Wu Tang has been surrounded by the death energy around him, and has been encouraged by the demon cultivator. The demon nature surging in his body made him unable to control himself.

"Yes..." Yu Ji nodded.

Seeing Yu Ji's face, the head of Xiaoyao Sect had hope in his heart, and ordered his disciples to stick to it.

Moxiu saw that Xiaoyaozong's momentum rose sharply for a while, so he also stepped up his offensive.

"They are at the end of their strength and won't last long."

Even if the magic soldier is immortal, he will be injured and tired, and needs a steady supply of spiritual energy. At this time, he is also on the verge of defeat.

At this moment, they saw Wu Tang who had been watching the show suddenly soar into the air.

They cheered, those who joined them at the stage of transforming gods would surely be like a broken bamboo, and the formation would be able to break apart in an instant.

Who knew that the next moment, that red figure would spin into the magic soldier like a dart.

He held two swords in his hand, and wherever he went, all the demon soldiers scattered their demon energy flying across their bodies, bringing up a black whirlwind like red beads thrown into a black pool, disrupting the entire battlefield.

"Isn't he a demon? How could he help us?" The elders of the Xiaoyao Sect were shocked.

The head was slightly relieved, as expected the dragon was here to help them, no matter what happens afterwards, it is safe for now.

Like the wind and clouds, the demon cultivators who were still like a tide just now were left with scattered wreckage.

They only knew that cultivators in the transformation stage could move mountains and fill seas, and that their lethality would also skyrocket after becoming a demon, but they didn't expect it to be so terrifying, it was like a humanoid artifact.

"Brother wizard!" The elder brother was shocked, these magic soldiers were all his painstaking efforts, and they were destroyed in an instant, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he was emotionally agitated.

"Sect Leader, we can't let Junior Brother kill like this anymore!"

Jiang Liu also had an ugly face. Isn't this his hard work?

While keeping his eyes on Wutang's strength, he was also worried about him losing control.

When Wu Tang was jealous, he suddenly noticed an unusual movement under his feet. He didn't want to take it to heart, but suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

Looking back, he saw that Yu Ji was trapped by a formation he had never seen before, and a thundercloud rose up in the sky for no reason, accumulating just above Yu Ji's head.

Wu Tang was very displeased, and actually attacked Yu Ji in front of him.

Lightning quickly struck Yu's body, and Wu Tang's heart was finally stabbed lightly this time, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He took out the magic weapon from his bosom, and used it to help Yu Ji ward off the thunder. He only used the two swords he found in the maze in his hand.

"Wu Tang, if he disobeys his teacher again, his end will not just be trapped in the formation." Another voice transmission entered Wu Tang's ears.

Wu Tang gritted his teeth. Although he said that he wanted to avenge Yu Ji, he still couldn't really lay hands on Jiang Liu.

Although he has become a demon himself and doesn't care about good and evil in his heart, he has long had the impression of Jiang Liu as a kind master, and respect for him has become a habit. Coupled with the irresistible power of demons in his body, Instinctively resist the killing intent towards Jiang Liu in his heart.

But now Yu Ji was injured right in front of him, as if a needle had been stabbed in his heart. He was able to survive among thousands of demon soldiers with only the long sword in his hand. He was uncomfortable, and Jiang Liu naturally couldn't do it either.

"How can I save you?" Wu Tang walked up to Yu Ji with his sword in hand, blood dripping all the way.

Yu Ji raised his head, his aura seemed to be sucked dry by the trapped dragon formation, and he described it as haggard like a withered flower branch.

But when he saw Wu Tang, Wu Tang could see that Yu Ji was mobilizing the remaining aura to restore his appearance. He opened his mouth without the strength to speak, but smiled at him with the corners of his lips drawn.

The tingling in Wu Tang's heart finally made him noticeably concerned. The two forces were fighting in his body, which was more serious than the resistance when he was resisting Jiang Liu's order just now. All stiffened by resisting instinct.

"You are going to kill him, right? Killing him will save you?"

"You wait for me." Wu Tang lifted the long sword, turned and left.

Seeing Wu Tang flying towards him, Jiang Liu finally had a smile on his face again.

When Wu Tang swung his sword intent in front of him, he finally realized that Wu Tang didn't come here to listen to his words, but to kill him.

"This is a grievance between me and him. You want to treat Master like this for him?" Jiang Liu's smile froze on his face. , took three steps back, and snorted.

"He is my man, and his business is mine." Although Wu Tang made a move on Jiang Liu, he fought against his instinct all the time.

The demons in the transformation stage are not the same as the monks in the transformation stage. Although Jiang Liu is the leader of the magic cultivator, Wu Tang can tell that he is not a magic cultivator. The only threat he poses to Wu Tang is the demon seed in his body. control.

If it weren't for the existence of danger, it would be difficult for Wu Tang to control his obedience to Jiang Liu's instinct.

"Master has never treated you badly? Are you going to repay Master like this?"

Wu Tang picked up the end of her red hair and held it in her hand, said with a mocking sneer: "You planted a demon seed in me, and you still come to ask me why I have no respect?"

People who have become demons have no good thoughts in their hearts, and have extremely strong desires, whether it is killing, hatred or other.

It was his speculation that Jiang Liu had planted the devil seed in him. If he was killed by Jiang Liu in the last life and the previous life, then it would be the same in this life.

Sure enough, Jiang Liu didn't refute. Although Wu Tang didn't hate him for becoming a demon at this time, he still hated him for manipulating him like this.

At the same time as the murderous intent intensified, Jiang Liu's control over him became more and more serious, which made the two forces in Wutang's body fight more fiercely. The external manifestation was Wutang's breath, and the offensive was fierce and fast like a fire, as if he was dying.

The two god transformation stages are fighting each other, and others will be affected and injured if they are not careful. The elder brother wanted to help at first, but then he had to run away.

Jiang Liu just resisted at first, but was gradually forced to take action.