"Brother Zhou laughed, with Brother Zhou's magical powers, how dare Wu make fun of the lives of my husband and wife, besides, everyone came from the cold underworld, now is a good time to deal with the ancient demon monks with the same hatred, how can they dig their own graves and fight?"

Wuzang was stunned for a moment, but then said with a smile.

The woman in the green shirt snorted uncertainly, and turned her head to look in the other direction.

The demon infant looked the two of them up and down with a cold expression, and said, "The deity has no interest in killing monsters at the moment, and has no intention of looking for elixir spiritual materials, so take your leave!"

With that, he lifted his footsteps and jumped up from the top of the flying boat, and with a flick of his robe sleeves, a ball of rolling black flames flew out of his body, wrapping his figure in the middle and walking away.

Seeing the Demon Baby's actions, Wuzang's face suddenly became gloomy.

The woman in the green shirt had a hint of murder in her eyes.

The two of them glanced at each other, and their hands flashed brightly, a golden flame rolling flywheel and six emerald green scimitars shot straight towards the demon baby, and at the same time, the golden light flashed around Wuzang's body, and a set of golden armor surfaced, reaching out to the void and grabbing it, and a golden spear appeared in the palm of his hand.

There was a muffled "boom".

The body of the demon baby was unexpectedly slashed apart by the flywheel, turning into a cloud of black flames and flying away in all directions.

The six emerald green scimitars suddenly fell into the air and flew away with a whistling voice.

Suddenly, a cloud of black flames twisted and changed in the air into a black-robed man's figure, and in the blink of an eye, four identical figures had been born, each with a flickering footstep, and flew away in four different directions without looking back.

Consciousness swept through. The four figures don't seem to have the slightest spiritual pressure in their bodies, but. The speed is extremely fast.

"If you still want to escape, Benjun has long seen you unpleasantly!"

Wuzang said with a cruel smile. With a movement in his mind, the flywheel broke through the air, and in the explosion, he slashed at one of the figures.

The woman in the green shirt said something in her mouth, and the six scimitars were divided into three groups, and the other three figures were slashed away.

At this moment, behind him, the space suddenly fluctuated, and two large hands full of pitch-black scales appeared out of thin air. The big hand on the right side grabbed the woman's neck like lightning, and the five fingers pinched hard, and with a "click", the woman's neck was broken by the big hand, and the neck was crooked to the side.

The other big hand was a punch at the back of Wuzang's heart.

Wuzang's complexion changed suddenly, and before he could react, the fist shadow had already hit him hard.

After a muffled sound, Wuzang's tall body flew out of the flying boat uncontrollably, and was about to turn around. The big hand was raised, and a bracelet-shaped treasure with seven-colored spiritual light flowed and smashed towards the top of his head.

Regardless of the boiling of qi and blood in his body, Wuzang shouted angrily. Suddenly he turned around, and as soon as the spear in his hand was raised, he was about to stab out with a spear.

There was a thunderclap. A seven-colored thunderbolt the size of a water tank burst out of the bracelet and slammed into Uzo's skull first.

Uzo's eyes froze. There was a dizziness in his brain, and the mana in his body was instantly crushed by the thunder.

The seven-colored bracelet was a flip. It grew several times, and easily put it between Wuzang's waist, and then, it quickly tightened, waves of seven-colored thunder, and clusters of purple flames rushed out of the bracelet.

The void within a radius of a hundred miles trembled violently, and the original qi of heaven and earth was instantly detonated, and the dotted five-colored spiritual light converged into pieces of five-colored light and rushed to the bracelet from all directions.

In a moment, Wuzang's figure has been covered in the center by a mass of purple flames the size of dozens of acres, the purple flames are raging, the thunder is roaring, and Wuzang can't condense the slightest mana except for screaming again and again.

Suddenly, there was a muffled "bang", and the heavenly spirit lid opened, and a cloud of dark green light and shadow flew out, teleporting towards the distance.

On the flying boat, the figure of the demon baby floated out behind the woman in the green shirt, and with a wave of her hand, a small red tripod flew out, spun and rose to the sky, and went straight to the soul of Wuzang, and the blood demon knife in the other hand was raised and inserted into the back of the woman in the green shirt......

In a short time, the woman's body had turned into jerky, but a ball of blood floated around the demon baby's body.

On the other side, as Wuzang's soul left his body, thunder fire no longer erupted from the thunder fire bracelet, and even so, Wuzang's body was burned to charcoal.

The demon baby kicked the woman's corpse away, and stretched out his hand to make a move at the ghost king Ding who was suspended not far overhead, and Xiao Ding suddenly spun and fell into the palm of his hand.

"The surname is Zhou, you can't die well!"

Wuzang's frightened voice came from Xiaoding.

"Yes, I've heard this countless times, but it's a pity that they all died in front of the deity!"

The demon baby said in a cold voice with an expressionless face.

He let go of his mind and looked around, striding towards a quiet room in the middle of the boat.

"No wonder you have been able to live until now, it turned out that you were hiding to hit the bottleneck, a greedy and stupid guy like you, it is not uncommon for you to fail to advance and fall into the realm!"

After some soul searching, the demon baby muttered to himself.

"So what, aren't you also hiding in Tibet, now there are countless people in this secret realm who want to kill you, and it won't be long before you will end up like this monarch!"

Wuzang's weak, hoarse voice came from Dingzhong, full of hatred.

"Then you won't bother!"

The demon baby said, put away Xiao Ding casually, stood up, frowned, turned his hands back, and slowly paced in the room.

"No, although Songjing Lao'er said that he didn't get along with that person, he couldn't let him leave, otherwise, once his whereabouts were revealed, it would be a big trouble!"

The demon baby suddenly said to himself, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Then, he strode towards the quiet room, the black light around his body flickered, and the bones in his body made a popping sound, and in the blink of an eye, the demon baby had transformed into the appearance of Wuzang.

Soaring from the bow of the boat, he drove a ray of light straight to the south.

As for this Saint-Rank Spirit Treasure Rank Flying Boat, he didn't even look at it and left it in the air like garbage.

Thousands of miles away, in a continuous mountain range, on the top of a steep mountain peak, Master Songjing was also pacing with a heavy heart, staring at the white jade magic plate in his hand from time to time.

Just now, one of the three red points of light in the magic disk suddenly went out.

More than an hour later, the figure of "Wuzang" galloped from a distance, looking panicked.

"Brother Songjing, the one surnamed Zhou is not seriously injured, I'm afraid this magic circle can't trap him, you and I should leave this place as much as possible!"

Uzo's voice came from afar, a little flustered.

"Oh, where did he go now!"

"You also know that he has excellent hidden powers, I'm afraid it's not far behind the little brother!"

Hearing this, the Venerable Song Jing's heart jumped wildly, the words in his mouth were recited, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the void within a radius of dozens of miles suddenly trembled, and one after another light and shadow rose into the sky, turning into a pole array of flags, flying towards the Venerable Song Jing from all directions.

And "Wuzang" also flew towards the Master Songjing.

Just when the two of them were thousands of feet away, Master Songjing seemed to sense that something was wrong, and suddenly looked over, his face sank, and he shouted coldly: "Stop, who are you?"

As soon as his hand was raised, the array flags that were flying towards the "Wuzang" actually flew over, violently expanding and contracting, and at the same time, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was an extra pine-patterned ancient sword with cold light.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Wuzang's mouth, and as soon as the sleeves of his robe were raised, a seven-colored light flew out of his sleeves, turning into a ball of seven-colored thunder and shooting towards Master Songjing.

A fierce battle broke out in an instant, but it ended quickly in the time of a cup of tea.

The landslide cracks, and the dust is flying!

"Old thing, I didn't expect the advanced failure mana to be so deep!"

The three-headed and six-armed demon baby was covered in bruises, two of the six arms were broken, but in the other big hand, a dark red demon pill was tightly held, and he muttered.

On the messy ground not far away, the charred body of Master Songjing was also mutilated, and a head was shattered into pieces.

The Demon Infant looked around, put away the True Magic Appearance, put away the storage bracelet and a few magic weapons of Master Songjing, and turned away.

He had just escaped thousands of miles away, but he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look due west with a suspicious expression, and quietly let go of a wisp of divine consciousness and swept into the distance.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect you to hide in such a remote and desolate place, no wonder Benjun couldn't find you!"

A low man's voice sounded, and then, a black giant claw of the size of dozens of acres appeared above the demon baby's head out of thin air, with a loud "boom", the void shattered, and the space around the demon baby's body suddenly tightened, and it seemed that several huge mountains of Wanjun had been suddenly pressed down on his shoulders.

"Moro!"

The Demon Baby's face changed suddenly, and a thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered the voice clearly.

With a wave of his fists, he slammed into the claw shadow.

In the deafening roar, the fist shadow collapsed, but the claw shadow only shook a few times, and a blur grabbed it again.

However, the demon baby has taken the opportunity to teleport thousands of feet away, and then drove a light, and fled without looking back, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was an extra flashing talisman seal, and the mana urged, a dazzling silver light flew out of the talisman seal, wrapping its figure in the middle, and the next moment, it was about to teleport away.

Even if he wasn't injured in the fierce battle, he wouldn't fight hard with a clone of the Nine Heavens Demon Lord, and over the years, he had also cultivated a few "Heavenly Escape Talismans".

The space around him suddenly tightened, and a pitch-black claw appeared above his head again, and he suddenly slapped down.

With a loud bang, a dazzling silver light exploded, and a powerful spatial spiritual power spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the figure of the demon baby was hit by the palm shadow, but it flew towards the ground.

The teleportation process was interrupted.

Hundreds of miles away, in a snow-white cloud, Mo Luo's figure flashed out, followed by four male and female monks of different appearances.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)