The Demonic Ancestor who Desired Supremacy

Yin left an empty space and took out the magic weapon to build a pavilion.

Before entering the house, Sun Yuxi looked back at Yang Zhiyan and Ye Zhiqiu who didn't know what to say in the distance. Curiously said: "The six halls do not seem to trust the man?"

Even if she did not know the old things between these people, she also saw that Yin’s attitude towards Ye Zhiqiu was too cold, which was very different from his usual behavior.

Yin Li smiled and said: "The origin of this person is unknown, and I will be convinced. In addition, if it is not his sudden appearance, revealing your identity, how can it lead to the breakdown of the alliance between Xi Yin and Bei Feng?"

From the overall situation, Sun Yuxi’s plan is going smoothly, which is the best. Nowadays, although they know the truth in advance, they have no use for eggs. They are not looking for the Imperial Tombs one step at a time.

Sun Yuxi thought thoughtfully: "I don't want to be the Sixth Highness, I think more than I am."

Such an analysis, the sudden appearance of Ye Zhiqiu, is really a suspicion.

Yin faintly said: "The employer is not suspicious, the suspect is not used. This person is handed over to the gray smoke treatment."

The two entered the pavilion, Yin took out three summoning symbols and tore open, the closely combined gears overlapped and unfolded in front of the eyes, and there was a light hole connecting the two places in the void.

When the light disappeared, a young girl and two old men appeared in front of Yin. The girl who was wearing a soft armor and holding a silver gun appeared excitedly and looked around. As a result, she did not see the enemies in her imagination.

"Ah, there are no shelves to play, what did you ask me to come over and do?"

Although the old age is big, but the white hair is like a child, the eyebrows are similar to the Yin and Wu, and even if they stand there without saying a word, the momentum is amazing. Behind her, quietly stood a black old man.

Yin left the first one to see the ceremony: "The great-grandmother, great-grandfather, second grandmother."

When Sun Yuxi appeared in the presence of these three people, he was overwhelmed by the unique spiritual power of Yuan Ying’s monk, and his face was white. As a magician, it is impossible to see a strong monk in the top of the right track today.

She insisted on giving a gift and did not speak.

Yin Fenglai has always been a heavy and powerful person, and he has been ignorant of a few words. A pair of eyes have swept over her and fell to Yin Li: "Ali, is there a variable?"

Yin nodded, introduced the identity of Sun Yuxi, and explained that the blood sea demon statue is about to cultivate the king of the adult devil: "The incident is sudden, I do not know how to break the bureau, can only ask a few ancestors to personally shot."

Yin Feng came slowly in the living room, and when she thought about it, it was always this habit. The old man in black saw the person who did not serve, spontaneously took over the work of making tea, and apparently used to see his skilled posture.

However, his tea, in this world, only Yin Feng is eligible to enjoy.

Although Yin Fenglai is here, the gods have been released and spread to the surrounding without restrictions. For a long time, she sighed: "This defense is really good."

She originally wanted to forcefully break through the repairs of her own Yuan Ying, but the knowledge of her mind seemed to be in a maze.

Yin Li is not disappointed. He has long known the greatness of this big battle: "Today's plan can only be carried out step by step. Ni Bishuang has already entered the Imperial Tomb with the Hai brothers and sisters, and I don't know if I have succeeded. Already?"

At this point, Sun Yuxi finally took the courage and took the initiative to say: "Ni Bishuang is the repair of Yuan Ying, but the combat power of "Chrysanthemum Collection" is not strong. Therefore, he pretended to deceive the two people into the game. That sea tide is the first person under Yuan Ying. Ni Shuangshuang wants to fix him, I am afraid it is not so easy."

Yin Feng came to listen to her mouth, there was no displeased color on her face, only a slight dagger, but Yin Qingyi, stunned her eyes and suddenly said: "Strange, I always feel that you are familiar?"

Sun Yuxi was slightly surprised and bowed his head involuntarily. She does not have the fascinating transformation of Ni Shuangshuang. She was disguised as a descendant of the blood sea demon, and relied on a hand-made make-up and a golden whip that the demon used in the past.

These days, getting closer and closer to the Imperial Tomb, the mentality is a bit slack, and the makeup is not so fine, it reveals the original appearance.

Yin Qingqi said that it is familiar, and indeed it is...

Her heart turned quickly and thought, how to calmly perfuse the past, and see Yang gray smoke at the door to probe the brain, sneaking.

She blurted out: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Everyone in the house looked at the sound and saw a bright cloak outside the house. In fact, with the cultivation of Yin Fenglai and others, she has long been aware that the ash smoke is outside, not to be broken. After all, it is the future grandson and granddaughter, who occasionally listen to the corner, and they are sure to be tolerant of the elders.

Yang gray smoke sees himself exposed, only the period of Ai Ai came over: "The slaves have seen several ancestors, this should not be disturbed, just..."

Yin Yi looked at his little boy's guilty little eyes, and knew that something happened: "Gray smoke, what are you doing?"

auzw.com Yang gray smoke looked down, like a child who had done something wrong, twisting his fingers and twisting and squeezing: "Master...that Ye Zhiqiu seems to be slaved to slap... died!"

After he had finished hard, he did not dare to look up and see Yin. The master handed the person to his hand, trusting his interrogation ability. As a result, he accidentally killed someone, and he really smashed the signboard!

Yin Yiyi: "Dead?"

He and several ancestors sinned and asked them to discuss it, followed his own little boy, and went to the place where he interrogated Ye Zhiqiu.

Under the banyan tree, Ye Zhiqiu’s body was there, and no scars were seen from the outside. Yin is close to seeing carefully: "How did you die?"

Yang gray smoke poked a finger at the finger, but only promised: "The slave did not do anything, just slap a slap on his head, then he turned his eyes and looked up. Master, slave knows that he repaired Weak, I really got a hand, who knows that he is like a crispy tofu."

In the end, it was blaming the dead man in front of him.

Deadly demons: "..." Hey, scared, deserve it!

Fang Cai, he finally wants to understand, the sixth wife of Xi Yin is afraid that he does not trust him. If it really falls in the hands of Yang Shiyan, it is not afflicted in vain. So, he took the opportunity to make a decision and came up with this trick. The poorest person in this world is the dead, and the people who have been killed before they are finalized.

He died, and His Royal Highness Six Yin will definitely be dissatisfied with Yang Shiyan. He feels that his mind is narrow-minded, Yang is guilty, and the communion is private, which has broken his overall situation.

Their demons, although they do not have a strong fighting power, but they are proficient in provoking the control of the dark side of human beings. Maybe today is just a little bit of a gap, but once the dissatisfied seeds sprout, they will always thrive.

Hey.

Look at this perfect story!

Yin Li sees the gray ash and the eyes are red, and the blame almost cries, and comforts: "If you die, you will die. Don't worry."

Yang ash smokes tears: "The slave is afraid of the master's big thing, this Ye Zhiqiu may have important information."

Yin touched his head: "He is just a nameless pawn, it doesn't matter."

This Ye Zhiqiu suddenly appeared, and the death was very strange. Yin Li still believes in the means of interrogation of his own little boy. He did not see that the North Emperor was not alive, that is, a mental breakdown. This Ye Zhiqiu is inexplicably dead. It is not so much that Yang Ash has lost his hand. It is more like, he is abandoned.

Demolition of the true face of Sun Yuxi, scared away a group of Beifeng monks, his existence value is over.

Yang gray smoke follows the trend of his own owner.

Devil: "..."

Why don't these two people follow the normal people's routines!

I am so angry, I want to scam!

After Yin left, Yang Ash was responsible for handling the body. He will not waste his effort to bury people and burn directly with the ghosts of the Nether.

Devil: "..." Pain! In order not to leak, you can only bear it!

Their demon physics damage is extremely resistant, even if the broken hand can be reborn, but only afraid of thunder, afraid of fire. This **** actually cultivated the Nether WISP. Is it really the Heavenly Way to send him?

Seeing the corpse as a ash, Yang ash took a clap and turned and left.

He did not find that shortly after he left, a red-black-winged butterfly climbed out of the ashes, shaking his wings with difficulty and fluttering.

The author has something to say: Heart Devil (bite): Lao Tzu will not give up! (it hurts)

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