My Cold and Beautiful Wife

After the shock, the leader of the seven demonic generals let out a terrifying sneer.

"Magic Magus King Phillips, get to know me again. I am the leader of the seven demon generals, Boone." I admit that I have indeed underestimated your strength. "

At this time, Phillips put away the card and coldly said: "General Boone, I have already single-handedly blocked the attacks of these two men." Can you let these Immortal Sword Sect disciples go?

Just as he finished speaking, the purple-robed female mage turned her attention to her target. There were a few cultivators a few hundred meters behind who didn't react immediately, and their heads were separated from their bodies!

The Seven Demon Generals' soldiers took out their Psionic Bombs and rapidly sucked wisps of soul energy into their bodies.

The crowd once again let out panicked cries. They had all experienced the methods of the Obsidian Army.

Killing people and seizing souls. They were simply treated as "resources" and not people.

Phillips' face was serious. Even if it was him, he couldn't take care of everyone at the same time.

Tall and thin, the demon general who carried two enchanting female cultivators said with a strange laugh, "Third Sister, if you want to kill someone, you can, but you have to keep some beauties.

Second Brother would also like to select some female elementalists as the cauldrons to bring back to honor the masters of the army. "

The third female mage giggled. "Second Brother, don't worry. This place looks pretty good. Little Sister will keep them for you."

The two female cultivators nestling in the arms of the second brother were none other than the Green Night Pavilion's dancing and flirting group.

"Master Peian, please don't send us sisters out just because you have more beauties. We were the first to rely on you."

"Yes, we sisters can control those women for you and teach them how to serve you." Qing Wu winked.

The second brother, Peian, laughed out loud and hugged the two bewitching girls, saying, "You're treasures I've picked up, no one will be willing to give them to you."

Chi Ye and Qing Wu looked at each other and understood each other. They both revealed a proud look.

They were well-versed in the art of pleasing men, and as soon as the Seven Devils appeared, they discovered that this Payne liked beauty.

As a result, they became the first batch of sage realm cultivators to willingly seek refuge without any resistance.

"Master Peian, we sisters have always been protecting the Sword God's oppression. Our Green Night Tower was almost destroyed by the Sword God's hands.

This God of Swords hated evil as if it were his enemy. If he knew that his sect had been harmed, he would definitely think of a way to take revenge.

He could release any sect today, but the Immortal Sword Sect would definitely not let him off.

Especially the little girl who ran out just now to humiliate His Majesty, called Hua Xiaoluo. She was the Sword God's most beloved eldest disciple.

Hearing that, Peian's eyes immediately flashed with evil light, "Oh? "There's such a thing?"

Boone and the other Demon Generals once again looked at Ka Xiaooluo.

"Big brother, what should I say … … It was no wonder that His Majesty had been holding himself back until now. Only when that little girl appeared did he feel the need to stick his head out.

So … We have accidentally found the Sword God's flesh and blood.

"Sir Peian, our sisters are good to you. We'll have to wait for your good luck in the future …" She feigned shyness as she said.

"Lord, hurry up and control that little flower. With her in hand, the Sword God won't be able to do anything." Qing Wu said.

"When we were at the Green Night Pavilion, His Excellency the Sword God shouldn't have given the Infernal King any face. It would have been better if he had just killed this demoness instead!" What a shameless scum! " The Beast Saint sighed.

"Your Excellency only risked your life to make a move like this because you know that you have a grudge against the Sword God." Cen Ying shook his head.

Boone looked thoughtfully in the direction of Hua Xiaoluo and sneered.

He only came out to protect Immortal Sword Sect because he was afraid that the Sword God would vent his anger on him.

Following that, we, the Seven Demon Generals, will no longer make things difficult for the Immortal Sword Sect.

But, other than you guys in the Immortal Sword Sect, you guys are nothing!

We, the seven demonic generals, do not have the time to waste on you!

Those who agree to surrender, immediately stand in the middle!

If you are unwilling to surrender, then just stay here forever! "

After Boone had finished speaking, the fourth, fifth and seventh Demon Generals beside him, other than Pei An, turned and blocked the entrance in a flash, completely sealing off the escape route.

Ten … Nine … "Eight …"

The Seven Demon Generals played with their weapons and spells as they looked at the thousands of cultivators from the Blessed Paradise. It was as if they were looking at a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Under such high pressure, there were finally cultivators who could not withstand it.

"Sir Demon King only knows how to save the people of Immortal Sword Sect. He won't save us!"

"Except for the Immortal Sword Sect, everyone must die! This is too unfair!"

Some of the sage realm cultivators from the sects brought their fellow sect members and disciples with them. Some of them were angry and indignant, while others were pure terror as they ran out to kneel on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Phillips let out a long sigh. Actually, he and many others could tell that Boone had used the Divine Sword Sect to make a "plan of separation".

This caused the various saints of the immortal palace to be extremely dissatisfied with the different treatment they received. This caused many people to give up on their earlier stand.

But there was nothing Phillips could do. He really couldn't protect everyone.

"Haha …" "Big brother, how is it? I've already said that women can still be very useful." Pei An laughed evilly.

Boone nodded in satisfaction at the sight of the thousands of monks who had come out to seek refuge.

"Three... Two... "One..."

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