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Chapter 878: Three Thousand Guests Drunk with Flowers, One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States!

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    Under the oppression of this force, the monster's skin was torn apart inch by inch, and the hideous wounds covered his whole body. It was truly terrifying like never before.

    "Why are you still pretending? Show your true face! My little cutie!!"

    Bu Feifan's teeth turned white when he smiled.

    "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

    There was a terrible howl under the broken corpse of the Witch King, and with the continuous cracking of the corpse, a terrifying wave of destruction appeared.

    The cracks on the corpse are still expanding, almost as thick as chopsticks, like cowhide being pulled by two forces, and the edges of the skin tissue are wrinkled. Because of the enlarged cracks, the folds are forcibly stretched and smoothed.

    Boom!

    In a loud "bang", the shattered body of the Witch King finally exploded.

    Pieces of foreign objects shot out from the source of the loud noise, and landed almost close to Bu Feifan's profile.

    But Bu Feifei couldn't avoid it even more, and let the foreign object splash a drop of water on his face.

    It was Bu Feifan who wiped away the moisture on his face with his palm. He put his palm in front of his eyes, and saw a deep red in his palm.

    So, he lowered his head, put his nose up and sniffed lightly.

    There is a trace of blood.

    Bu Feifan took half a step forward, avoiding the foreign object flying from the source of the sound under his feet, and watched with great interest the body of the monster after the corpse of the Witch King was completely exploded.

    I saw that the foreign object under his feet was a piece of skin tissue from the corpse of the Witch King, which was a little disgusting.

    Following the explosion of the Witch King's body, the monster's body was finally completely exposed to Bu Feifan's eyes.

    "As expected of the pet I chose, it's really big!"

    Bu Feifan said in admiration.

    In front of Bu Feifan was a huge willow tree. The tree was twenty meters thick, and even ten people could hardly hug it.

    At this moment, the wicker on the willow tree shook violently. On the rough tree body, a piece of bark twisted strangely, revealing an extremely old face.

    "Boy, if you dare to disrespect me, I will make you regret it!"

    The voice of the dryad was like thunder, reverberating throughout the world.

    "Now enjoy hell! I'll make you a meal in my mouth!"

    "look forward!"

    The Dryad roared and roared, and the wicker on his body swayed more violently.

    Bu Feifan frowned.

    "You are too noisy, what should you do if you disturb other people's sleep?!"

    Dissatisfied with Bu Feifan, he directly laid a barrier, and the power of the chess formation unfolded. With the surge of literary energy, the black and white qi turned into black and white chess pieces by Bu Feifan's side, and a layer of transparent light film moved on its own.  The domain where Fei Fei and Dryad are located is shrouded.

    Completely separate the two of them from the entire street, forming two worlds.

    In the inn, Zhao Linger, who was about to wake up because of the loud noise, frowned unconsciously, but when Bu Feifei separated herself from the tree demon with an enchantment, Zhao Linger calmed down, turned over slightly, and continued to fall into the inn.  deep sleep.

    Except for Zhao Linger, almost all other residents are like this.

    And at the moment when the tree demon exposed its body, because of the monstrous demonic aura on it, the entire capital was almost enveloped by its demonic aura.

    In the royal palace of the capital, Huo Di, the leader of the Moon Worshiper above the main hall, raised his head.

    At this moment, two strands of cold light appeared in his eyes.

    "It seems that the opponent is not weak because it can make the tree demon expose its own power. But this damned idiot, who appeared in the king's capital unscrupulously in the body of a monster, is really looking for death, and dares to cause trouble for me."

    "When it comes back, I must let him suffer something that I will never forget. Let's see if it dares to take the initiative to destroy my plan next time!"

    Ten years ago, the Lord of Worshiping the Moon used Lin Qing'er's Nuwa figure as an excuse to deceive the witch king, and framed Lin Qing'er in front of the people of Nanzhao as being transformed by a snake demon.

    Now this tree demon is looking for Zhao Ling'er in the skin of the Witch King. Although it is at night, it is so bold that it half reveals its body and arouses its own evil spirit.

    The impact of this matter is huge. If it is sensed by the Bai Miao people, it will definitely bring a lot of trouble to the leader of the moon worship.

    Such behavior of the tree demon naturally aroused the great anger of the leader of the Moon Worshiper, which was tantamount to offending the Ni Lin in his heart.

    On the other side, after the tree demon exposed his body, he immediately launched a lore against Bu Feifan.

      The ground cracked, pieces of bluestone and stone collapsed piece by piece due to the force of the underground squeeze, terrifying huge cracks appeared on the entire street, and thick tree roots as thick as a child's arm emerged from the ground.

    The thick tree roots were as tough as divine iron, dancing wildly and emerging from the ground one after another. At this moment, the thick tree roots exuded white light, and they were drawn towards Bu Feifan like magic whips.

    The tree root whipped in mid-air, and the pumped air roared violently, making the sound of "Zi Zi" at this moment.

    Bu Feifan was calm and unhurried, and laughed when the tree roots all over the sky attacked.

    Afterwards, the raving words reverberated, and Lang Lang's arrogance came out with a murderous intent.

    "It's so expensive that people can't come freely, and it's hard to stop the dragon and phoenix.

    There are three thousand guests in the hall full of flowers and drunkenness, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states.  "

    This poem originated from Li Bai and was later modified by Guan Xiu.

    At this moment, chant Bu Feifan's heroic words, and the sky is turbulent.

    The breath of wealth and honor pierced through the sky, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes resounded through the night sky.

    A gigantic dragon horse kept roaring in the night, its horns were towering, it soared through the clouds, and a tyrannical force annihilated in the void.

    At the same time, a huge fire phoenix is ??burning with billowing fire clouds all over its body. The meaning of the beacon fire that started a prairie fire has a terrible will to burn the world.

    Following the recitation of the third and fourth lines of the poem, the phantom of the dragon and phoenix dissipated, and a vision appeared in the sky again, full of petals flying all over the sky, and figures appeared between the tree demon and Bu Feifan.

    At this moment, the three thousand figures were drinking and chatting happily, but everyone's aura was soaring into the sky, which frightened the tree demon. Everyone's cultivation level was in the realm of heaven and heaven, which was simply a feast of flat peaches.

    At this moment, a long rainbow in the sky pierced the space. It was a majestic and sharp sword aura. With one strike, the space disintegrated inch by inch.  All the air is drowned.

    The sharp cold light seems to pour down for nine days, like a galaxy hanging down magnificently, with a kind of peerless demeanor of killing immortals with one sword.

    "This poem: Come the sword!"

    As soon as the title of the poem fell, a shocking silver light appeared in front of Bu Feifan, with a terrifying and sharp killing intent pervading the air, and Senhan's sword energy was overwhelming, as if the world was in an ice-bound state, which made people feel a kind of shock  The terrifying coolness emerged in my heart.

    One, two, three Taixue Dao reverberations continued in a row, nine in a row, and the poems went straight to the holy grade.

    Nine Daotian's descending cultural energy soared down into the sky, submerged in Bu Feifan's body.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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