"Why, you are so busy?"


    Wuchang Xiaosheng, with a smile on his face, broke through the crystal wall from the endless evil Qi, and entered the legend, where the spirit grass was full of heaven and demons.


    It''s just, here, it''s too busy.


    "It''s not to say that it''s a Jedi. How can it be so lively?"


    Just stepped into here, impermanence''s face is full of surprise.


    "Hey, guys, what are you doing?"


    Wuchang Xiaosheng feels that it''s very lively here. Everyone is a demon. It''s very normal to say hello to each other.


    "Why, the real devil?"


    Finally, the real devil found the target of everyone''s attention. It turned out to be the real devil. What''s rare is that there will be people who are going to trouble the real devil.


    Forget it, this son of a large number of adults, and he did not care.


    "Impermanent saint?"


    Wuchang Xiaosheng didn''t find it at all. His arrival made many demons, one by one, stupefied. Their heads looked like machines. On him, and on the "impermanent little saint", who was fighting against the real devil, he looked back and forth.


    "You, what do you mean? Why, who is so familiar


    Everyone''s abnormality finally attracted his attention.


    Scared, good guy, how can you be so familiar?


    "No, is this me? Oh, how could it be me?


    Hello, real devil, who is this bastard? How can he be so similar to Ben Shengzi


    This time, impermanence on the saint is to come to the interest.


    Yes, there was interest. The anger in the imagination did not show. Instead, he just stepped up and walked quickly towards the battlefield.


    "Who are you?"


    The arrival of impermanent little Saint makes the battle finally come to an end.


    The real devil quickly stepped back 20 or 30 meters, and looked warily at them, sweeping back and forth.


    "Well, you son of a bitch, you don''t even know Ben?


    Don''t you forget how you ran away on your own


    "You..."


    The real devil has a sinister look in his eyes, and his heart is burning with anger.


    You''re an asshole. If you have one, you will say that Ben Shengzi is a deserter. If you say Ben Shengzi is a deserter, is it really a good thing to provoke?


    "Asshole, shut up for Ben!"


    The real devil has already become angry, and angrily hands, a move, is his unique skill.


    That damned Terran, Ben Shengzi can''t beat him. You guy, can''t Ben Shengzi beat him?


    This late comer, the real devil, has already made some preparations. Of course, he will not be afraid of him.


    "Kill!"


    The shadow is heavy, and the palm of terror is hard to beat.


    "Well, you grandson, you became a deserter in front of Wang Yang, and now you dare to be so arrogant in front of Laozi.


    It''s really a good courage. If you don''t fight the son, you''ll ignore your life. "


    Wuchang Xiaosheng is also a fiery temper. He has been abandoned by his companions. He has already had a evil fire in his heart. Now he has no distinction between the pure and the white. He is really good tempered!


    "Wuchang palm!"


    A violent drink, Wuchang Xiaosheng, is angry to hand, evil fire heavy, no end, into a terrible melon seedlings, silent, toward the real devil God.


    "Hum, Wuchang Zhang, how can I be afraid of you?"


    Seeing impermanence''s palm, the real devil has more confidence in his heart.


    Full of confidence, the real devil secretly added some strength. Unexpectedly, he wanted to take this impermanent little saint by surprise.


    Bang


    Reality and ideal are always so cruel.


    The real devil added some strength secretly. He wanted to plot against the little impermanent saint. He wanted to take him down and deal with the damned little impermanent saint with all his strength. As a result, he tragically found that he thought too well.


    The domineering magic palm is directly broken by the strength of Wuchang''s palm. In the void, the endless shadow will explode.


    Bang


    The remaining palm strength directly bombards the real devil, which directly blows the real devil into the air. "Poof", with a magic fire in the palm, ignites the blood in the real devil''s body. A mouthful of blood spurts out like a fire.


    "You, your strength..."


    The real devil didn''t care about his injuries. Instead, he pointed to the impermanent little saint with a look of "death in peace.".


    Clearly, not long ago, the two of us were still fighting side by side, and their strength was almost the same. How could it be possible that in such a short period of time, the strength of the impermanent little Saint could be improved so much?


    Is it true that this impermanent saint is not true?


    For a time, there was a sense of disorder in the mind of the real devil."Hum!"


    Wuchang Xiaosheng just snorted coldly. He didn''t care about the real devil. He was only interested. He looked at the "Wuchang little saint" and especially looked at the Ziwei soft sword in his hand.


    "Say, sir, who is this?


    Are you not going to introduce yourself in front of me


    Wuchang Xiao Sheng is smiling, as if he is very good at speaking.


    However, the words of impermanent little saint, but let many demons, all are exclamation.


    "My God, how could you have two impermanent saints?"


    "Fool, it must be a real one, a fake one."


    "Well, you are clever, but you tell me who is true and who is false?"


    "Of course, of course..."


    Well, he is smart, but he doesn''t know who is the real God of impermanence.


    However, the two impermanent little saints really surprised many demons.


    In particular, the two impermanent saints are really powerful. The real devil is not a weak one. However, they are so powerful that they are crushed in the face of these two impermanent saints.


    Such strength, can really be the most arrogant figure.


    In particular, the two impermanent saints both revealed the same message that the real devil had indeed escaped from the Terran King Yang.


    "Are you Wang Yang?"


    All of a sudden, impermanent little Saint opened his mouth, like a stone breaking the sky.


    "What? This is Wang Yang, the Terran? "


    "It''s impossible. How could it be Wang Yang, the Terran?"


    The words of impermanent little saint, let many demons, one by one, are startled.


    "This impermanent little saint is full of evil Qi. How could it be Wang Yang of the Terran?"


    Some people don''t want to believe it.


    Just now, this "impermanent little saint" was so fierce that he almost didn''t kill him.


    However, it was because he was a little impermanent saint. Everyone didn''t do anything about it. He almost looked at the real devil like this and was directly killed by him.


    If, this is Wang Yang, this


    For a moment, we just can''t imagine.