At this moment, the scarlet in the tiger's eyes disappeared completely, and a slight smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Yulin understood.

It turned out that from the very beginning, they were played by each other.

They forgot.

Even if they are believers in the Demon God Cult, they are also people, not demon beasts!

This is what happens to despise one's enemies!

Die!

The tiger's head took a sharp step forward and stabbed out with a palm.

It just hit Yang Yulin's chest.

The sharp long claws instantly pierced Yang Yulin's chest.

Wang Shi watched this scene in the distance, and his hand holding the long sword couldn't even stop trembling.

He was wrong!

After so many years of experience, he was proud.

Yang Yulin's body hung down weakly, and with a flick of the tiger's hand, his body flew out far away and smashed on the ground not far away, without any movement.

Hu Li looked at Wang Shi, and in his eyes, there was only a star!

This look of contempt made Wang Shi's body tremble slightly.

He's scared!

Centennial monk.

I'm scared!

There were four monks of the same realm, and one by one they fell in front of him, and he seemed to be the last.

"A Thousand Miles of Sword Rain!"

Wang Shi suddenly let out a loud shout, and the spiritual power of his whole body was poured into the long sword, wanting to make a last fight.

Hu Li's eyes sank, and he stepped forward suddenly.

The sky was full of sword rain falling, and Tiger Power didn't seem to have room to dodge at all.

But the speed of Tiger Power has not stopped at all, it has not retreated but advanced, and the speed has skyrocketed!

The moment Hu Li's body came into contact with the sword rain, the sword rain that flashed with light collapsed directly!

Looking at Wang Shi again, he instantly burst out with all his strength and retreated.

"Huh, that's just a little trick?"

Hu Li sneered and flew out!

In the center of the battle, there is no one left.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen looked at the wooden box covered with a black cloth in the distance, and his heart moved.

This is a great opportunity!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but sweep down from the treetops and slowly walked towards the wooden box.

The distance of nearly 100 zhang in the middle was felt by Ye Chen walking out of thousands of meters.

Every step, Ye Chen was cautious, not daring to show the slightest movement.

Even if he stepped on a fallen leaf, Ye Chen had to stop and observe for a long time.

Seeing that there was no movement around, Ye Chen finally walked out again.

Seeing that the distance between Ye Chen and the wooden box was only the last ten zhang, and even when Ye Chen wanted to sweep out in one go, a strange movement appeared!

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind.

Ye Chen trembled and hurriedly hid behind a tree.

The tree surrounded by one person blocked Ye Chen's figure, but even so, Ye Chen still didn't dare to come out and waited quietly.

Footsteps sounded, and there was still a little distance from Ye Chen.

And as the footsteps continued to sound, Ye Chen noticed that the other party's target should not be himself.

At this time, Ye Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stretched out his head, and looked in that direction.

Ye Chen saw that the tiger head was back, and the tiger head was still carrying something in his hand.

The thing was dripping with some kind of liquid, wrapped in gray hair.

Suddenly, Ye Chen saw a pair of eyes full of unwillingness.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was taken aback.

It's Wang Shi's head!

The other party came and went for only a dozen breaths, and he actually cut off the head of a strong man in the late stage of Tongyuan Yipin!

Ye Chen didn't dare to show the slightest movement, because he knew that if he was discovered by the other party, he would be dead!

The tiger head threw Wang Shi's head aside, clapped his hands, and blood spilled.

A subtle voice sounded, attracting the attention of Ye Chen and Tiger Head at the same time.

It turned out to be Zhao He!

He's not dead yet!

Zhao He moved his body with difficulty.

The tiger head looked at each other and walked slowly.

"There are still ants that haven't died?"

The tiger head looked at each other condescendingly, like a king overlooking all beings.

"After the major sects find our corpses, they will see who the murderer is, and you will speed up the process of exterminating the Demon God Sect in the Southern Regions because of your actions!"

Zhao He clenched his teeth, and every word seemed to be spit out with all his might.

Tiger Head did not answer directly, but looked at each other quietly.

"It's been a hundred years, what has happened in the Southern Regions? Maybe, you don't even know where the headquarters of the Demon God Sect is, right?"

A smile appeared at the corner of the tiger's mouth, and when he looked at Zhao He, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Poof!"

The claws fell, and Zhao He died.

Looking at the other party's corpse, the tiger head clasped his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, slowly lowered his head, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Three thousand clans, the demon god is eternal!"

Immediately, the tiger head opened his eyes, and instead of looking at the tiger head, he walked to the wooden box on the side.

The tiger head squatted down slightly, wanting to lift the wooden box, but the moment his hand stretched out, he paused in mid-air.

Ye Chen noticed that the tiger's face was distorted, and the golden hair on his face actually shrank rapidly, as if it was upside down, and quickly disappeared.

The other party's appearance has also become human again!

The tiger head looked uncomfortable, and knelt directly on the ground.

"Ahh

A hoarse cry came from the mouth of the tiger head, and after just a few breaths, the tiger head completely turned into a human body!

The original tiger head was mighty, but it also completely dissipated at this time!

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

Isn't this what Yang Yulin said before, the effect of the secret technique disappears, and the cultivation of one body is not one out of ten!

Here's your chance!

"I still can't bear this pain..."

The man fell to his knees, covered in cold sweat.

The injuries on his body have recovered, but his breath is really sluggish.

He looked around and saw that there was no movement around, so he quickly hugged the wooden box and prepared to leave.

But at this time, the man suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

His face changed.

And people!

The man avoided without hesitation, and looked sideways.

An emerald green stick smashed right where he had been.

A shallow pit appeared where the stick had fallen.

This power is terrifying!

But the man saw the doorway at a glance.

"The power does not penetrate, this strength is not Tongyuan!"

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

If you encounter Tongyuan again, even if you are a monk who has just entered Tongyuan, you can kill yourself at will.

But in the Qiyun Realm, it's different.

Although he has no strength in ten, he is a Tongyuan powerhouse!

One Tongyuan is worth thousands of Qi Cloud Realm Nine Grades!

As long as the spiritual power is not exhausted, if you raise your hand at will, you can kill the peak cultivator of the Qi Cloud Realm!

Even if his strength fell, and there was not much spiritual power left in the dantian, he would be able to maintain at least the strength of the ninth rank of the Qiyun Realm.

And the other party seems to be just a seventh-grade ant of the Qiyun Realm!

"The Qiyun Realm ants dare to provoke me, congratulations, you have angered me!"

The man looked at Ye Chen with a cold look in his eyes.

But Ye Chen was not afraid at all.

A faint smile.

"A sick cat, and you still talk nonsense?"

The next moment, Ye Chen took the initiative to attack, leaving no chance for the other party to react!