I, Ancient Zulong, was exposed by Sun Tzu's live broadcast

"Damn it! The most annoying person in this world is really a middle school boy!" The demon screamed and disappeared!

Audience: The only thing that can defeat the second disease of the second child is the second disease of the second child!

Wuhu Lei: I am really an entertainment instrument...

After killing his inner demon, Ao Xing turned around in a hurry to save Zhao Gongming. Now it's not just Zhao Gongming, all the immortals are possessed by the inner demon, and no one is in a good state!

"Wuhu! It's up to you!" Ao Xing threw a Wuhu at Zhao Gongming!

Wuhu burst into tears: "I'm really just a video camera!!"

But even with a camera, when Wuhu touched Zhao Gongming's inner demon, that inner demon was immediately wiped out!

Wuhu tears!

"..." Zhao Gongming beat Xiao Wuhu in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ao Xing quickly moved his hands to Zhao Gongming's side, and said to him: "Brother, don't be confused, Wuhu is actually useful for inner demons, use it quickly, and drive away all inner demons!"

"..." Zhao Gongming hasn't recovered yet!

Ao Xing had no choice but to plan to take Wuhu back and do it himself, but unexpectedly, someone next to him handed him a magic weapon: "I told you, this magic weapon is the only one in Zixiao Palace that can deal with Luo Hu! You don't need it yet!"

Ao Xingjiu!

futon!

Saint Futon!

"I don't know how to use it!" Ao Xing muttered, throwing out the saint futon!

Nu Wa said in surprise: "Isn't this very good?"

"Is the usage of your magic weapon just to throw it???" Ao Xing was even more embarrassed!

But I have to say that the saint futon really works!

Just now Luo Hu turned into three thousand demons, attached to the immortals, whispering, now he has to take back the three thousand clones, and concentrate all his energy on dealing with the saint futon!

The immortals also recovered from the entanglement of the demons, and immediately picked up the hand formula, gathered their energy and concentrated their minds, and restored their spiritual consciousness!

Luo Hu twisted his waist and flashed in the Dinghai Shenzhu formation!

The saint futon flew by without leaving a trace.

"Oh, I missed it! Hahaha!" Luo Hu laughed.

But this movement of raising hands, twisting waist, and swinging hips completely subverted the image that had just been established in the minds of the audience!

:Hey Hey hey!Ancestor Luohu, do you still remember the evil and charming avatar that you just turned into three thousand heart demons?

: Why is it so evil and charming when the body is cloned, and when the three thousand are combined into one, it becomes so unflattering? ! ! !

: Cover your face, as we all know, three thousand heart demons can summon a super weak demon ancestor Luohu...

: Old age disco, ready to start!

"It's okay, there is more." You are sick and have to take medicine and silently hand over a futon.

Ao Xing: "I'll throw it!"

The golden futon flew to Luohu!

Luo Hu twisted his waist, dodged, and smiled like a thief: "Oh, I missed again!"

"It's okay, there is more." Ailian said and handed over a lotus throne.

Ao Xing: "I'll throw it!"

Luo Hu twisted his waist: "Ouch! Still missed!"

The bunch of grapes handed over a purple holy seat: "Keep going!"

Ao Xing: "I'll throw it again!"

Luo Hu twitched his buttocks, dodged again, jumped, turned around, and made another coquettish gesture: "Still missed!"

: Really Old Age Disco!

: As expected of the Demon Ancestor, I just like you, the way everyone wants to beat you and kill you, but they can't do anything about you! (/Ha ha)

: Fuck it!

: Great Desolate Dance King!

: I suddenly want to see the ancestors form a prehistoric elderly group debut...

: Damn... cheap!

: Let alone a god, even I want to rush in and beat him! (/cover face)

: Damn, I don't know how to get out of my body, otherwise I really want to follow the network cable to Zixiao Palace and beat him up!

: Do you think that I, Demon Ancestor Luohu, can be beaten up by you if you want?impossible!

: The way of heaven is immortal, my devil will always be there!

: Damn it!The gods have been imprisoned in Zixiao Palace, you little devils are going crazy, right?When we human defenders no longer exist, right?

: Hahahahaha!My demon ancestor yyds!

A futon was silently handed over from the side, everything is fate: "It's okay, there are more."

All laws are fate: "Is it enough?"

"Not enough, I'll give you my junior brother's as well." Ten Thousand Laws Are Fate handed over another futon.

Ao Xing threw out a futon in his left hand and a futon in his right, and at the same time did not forget to be polite: "Thank you for me, junior brother!"

Futon double fly!

At the same time, a very soft voice sounded in Ao Xing's ear: "You're welcome."

Ao Xing∑(￣□￣)!

It seems to be a ghost!

But there can't be ghosts in this place!

Turning his head to look at Ten Thousand Laws Is Fate, Ao Xing was sweating wildly, thinking that the one who just said no thanks should be Ten Thousand Laws Is Fate, right?It should be!

Everything is fate: "???"

Luo Hu both flashed past, reappearing the peerless demeanor of the disco dance king: "Have you thrown away all the six sages of the heavenly way? Don't you have any sage futons in Zixiao Palace? La la la ~ what can you do if all the six sages come out together? Can you bear me?" what?"

He turned around and twisted his buttocks at the saints, his gestures were more provocative, not to mention the six saints of heaven and law, even the audience friends watching the live broadcast wanted to rush in and beat him up!

"No! There are more!" Nuwa silently handed over a white futon that was still emitting holy light.

The figure of the disco dancer couldn't help but froze, and Luo Hu's face instantly became ugly: "Hongjun's holy seat!"

"That's right! It's my master's holy seat! If you have the ability, you can take a look!" Nuwa showed a smile that was bound to win, and stuffed the last and strongest futon of the sage of heaven into Ao lucky hands.

Ao Xing rekindled hope and threw it with all his strength: "I don't believe you can escape!"

: I don't believe it either!

: As the ancestor of death, he was finally defeated by his old enemy Hongjun again!

: Accept the punishment, Luo Hu!

:No!My demon ancestor!

: You little devils!The gods are not there, but our scavenger is still there!Die you!

After all, Hongjun's futon is the strongest holy seat among the saints of heaven, so Luo Hu's face was extremely solemn, his eyes were fixed on Hongjun's futon, and then he forcefully——

Jump up!

Hongjun's futon flew by without leaving a trace.

All the immortals ∑(￣□￣)!

The whole network ∑(￣□￣)!

: Damn it!Did it flash again? ! ! ! !

: Hongjun, you can't do it!

: I fucking thought it would work this time!

:Ah ha ha!My Demon Ancestor is awesome!

: Slay demons and eliminate demons, and do justice for the sky!

Luo Hu closed his eyes, fell to the ground, and finally ended with a handsome and unrestrained posture, proudly saying: "Have you finished throwing away the futons of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Way and Hongjun? You haven't thrown away any, have you? Hahahaha!"

In the next second, he was sat down by someone: "No, this time, Fellow Daoist Hongjun has prepared a lot of futons."

Luo Hu∑(￣□￣)!

The one who pushed him down was the young and handsome Tai Ao, who smiled more arrogantly and vigorously than him.

And what he put under his butt was the ninth futon, which was different from the saint futons that had appeared before, the blackest one!