When the two of them saw that the White Jiao King was loose, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Hand over the demon map, we won't hurt anyone again, leave on the spot, you stay here and be your Baijiao King!"

The golden-robed old man also relaxed his tone.

The White Jiao King was silent, and the image he had just seen flashed in front of his eyes, full of doubts.

That white-haired young man, why is he so familiar?

Could it be the one from the Little Holy Land of Guanghan?

No!

Definitely not!

The small holy land of Guanghan was destroyed, and the people left, how could they come back.

Thinking of that person, the White Jiao King has mixed tastes, if it is really that one who comes, maybe Xiqishan will come out of the dire situation today.

It's just that when he thinks of that person, he is afraid.

I'm afraid for no reason, the shadow in my heart is really too big, and I can't forget it for the rest of my life.

"King Jiao, what are you still thinking about? We don't have much patience! This opportunity is the best ending for you, and you don't want to have anything to do with the little demon world, what are you hiding the demon plot for?"

The black cloth man is both soft and hard, he is also anxious, the Xihai side is urging, and if he doesn't complete the task and go back, he will be punished!

King Bai Jiao smiled bitterly, he didn't know that it was a demon picture, and thought it was just an ordinary remnant picture.

The ancestor has always asked him to keep it carefully, but he didn't expect that there were so many things involved, so big!

"Good!"

The White Jiao King shook his head and changed his head, turning into a human form, covered in blood, and weak.

"You, go down the mountain, kill, remember, it's kill!"

The black cloth man gave an order, and the cloth demons and fierce demons outside the Jiaowang Palace were like falling stones, walking down the mountain in a steady stream, shouting fiercely, roaring, grinning teeth, and treating death as home!

King Bai Jiao led the two of them to the other direction of Xiqi Mountain, and came to a dilapidated stone hall!

Meanwhile!

Chu Qingtian and his party encountered a swarm of cloth demons and demon beasts at the foot of the mountain, and immediately launched a battle.

"I'm Bai Jiao, everyone listen to me, I'll come back to save you, don't do it. ”

Bai Jiao did not want to see casualties among his fellow clans, and tried to stop the attack of the demon beasts.

However, his persuasion had little effect and was of no use at all.

"Lord Golden-winged Dapeng said, take us to the West Sea, that is the paradise of the demon clan, we don't want to stay here, there is no future!"

"In a love situation, we will call you again Young Master, you can leave, we will not hurt you, but these three human races are not good, they must stay!"

The demon beasts didn't want to stay here, so they wouldn't listen to what Bai Jiao said.

"Then we're welcome!"

"Kill!"

An emotionless voice came out of the sedan chair, and Li Undefeated and the two did not hesitate at all, like two bulldozers, rampage, killing people in the crowd.

Bai Jiao and the two of them couldn't bear it, and the only thing they could do was not to attack the demon beast and kill the cloth demon.

"How's my father?"

Bai Jiao grabbed a demon, worried, and angry.

"He's still alive, and he's taking someone to find the demon map!"

Hearing that the person was still alive, Bai Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and threw away the demon in his hand.

"You stay here, I'll go!"

Chu Qingtian volunteered, in fact, he wanted to end the matter here as soon as possible and go to the West Sea!

Zheng!

A hand pointed out from afar, flying swords all over the sky, slashing demons and monsters, the sword light is like the sun, and the sword aura is permeated!

Call!

Exhaled in one breath, stepped into the air, and under countless shocked gazes, Chu Qingtian stepped into the air and walked in the other direction of Xiqi Mountain.

"Saint?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"A saint in his early twenties?

The demons screamed in horror and couldn't believe their eyes, it was simply a fantasy, an impossible thing.

Regardless of whether Chu Qingtian was a saint or not, this method of stepping into the air was enough to make people thrilling.

The other side!

The three of the White Jiao Kings opened the dusty stone hall for a long time, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes came to their faces, as if they had entered an ancient world.

The stone hall is dark, you can't see your fingers, there seems to be a monster hidden in the darkness, and the cold feeling is terrifying!

The golden-robed old man waved his hand, the golden light was shining, and the whole person became a golden candle lamp, reflecting the entire stone hall!

"Really let us go?"

Bai Jiao stopped and asked in surprise, he was still very worried.

There are really too many such untrustworthy things, and we have to guard against them.

The two were a little impatient, but they still smiled, and before they got the demon map, Bai Jiao could only agree with his conscience.

"I swear by the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, if I have half a lie, I myself will be hit by five thunderbolts on the spot, and I will be wiped out, and after getting the demon map, we will turn around and leave!"

"I'm the same!"

The black cloth man also spoke, his crimson eyes were like two pools of blood, without a trace of waves, and he couldn't see any problems.

Swearing with blood is a taboo for the demon clan, and once you can't complete the oath, you will suffer unimaginable suffering!

Bai Jiao knew that the old man in the golden robe was sincere, and the big stone in his heart also fell.

The demon map is of little use to him, he just wants to protect the only remaining people in Xiqi Mountain.

When the old ancestor knew, he shouldn't blame him.

"There it is!"

Bai Jiao stretched out his hand and pointed at the innermost part of the main hall, there was a headless stone statue, which should be a demon king of the Xiqi Mountain Beast Sutra.

Sou!

The black cloth man did not slack off for a moment, the black cloth was like a python, and it quickly pierced out, wrapped around the headless stone statue, and tightened suddenly.

Bang!

The gravel flies wildly, and the stone statue is crushed alive!

Bai Jiao smiled bitterly, the old ancestor shouldn't blame himself, right?

He's also forced to do it!

After the headless stone statue was pinched and exploded, a drawing flew out, and the black cloth quickly wrapped around it to bring it back.

"It's really a demon map!"

The two were pleasantly surprised and excited.

I've been busy for so long, and I finally got my hands on it.

"You can let us go, right?"

Bai Jiao's stupid inquiry.

"Of course!"

The three of them walked out of the stone hall, each pregnant with a ghost, who didn't speak, some laughed, and some had nothing to love in life.

"Bai Jiaowang, I still have a black cloth here, do you want to try it?

The black cloth man had another black cloth wrapped around his hand, and he raised his head like a black python, vivid.

"Let it possess, if you use it well, it will be a great opportunity, and it will be a great opportunity to improve your strength by three or four heavens. ”

"I am the best example, before, I was just the Ten Heavens of the Cloud Wandering Realm, and after being possessed, I am now the Five Heavens of the Three Fire Realm, and my progress is rapid, incredible!"

The black cloth man's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, full of smiles.

Bai Jiao shook his head: "The old man is old, and there is no blessing to suffer, so let's leave it to someone who is destined!"

It is terrifying to look at the black cloth that seems to have life, and it must be a terrifying thing to let it attach to the body.

"Just because you're old, you can't go any further, so it's not right to let it fulfill you?"

The bloody eyes of the black cloth man turned indifferent a little.

If the White Jiao King is possessed by the black cloth, his strength will inevitably increase significantly, and it will also be a very beneficial combat power for them at that time.

The West Sea is too chaotic, and it is necessary to increase the combat power as much as possible to have a chance to dominate it.

The White Jiao King shook his head and refused.

"Then you go to die, kill you, black cloth can be possessed!"

The White Jiao King shot back quickly, but the Black Cloth Man reacted faster, wrapping around his feet like lightning.

"What do you mean, you promised me!"

The White Jiao King was creepy and had a bad sense of darkness.

"I promised you, but he didn't, what he does is none of my business!"

The golden-robed old man shrugged, "Hurry up, we have to rush back!"

King Bai Jiao suddenly realized that the two of them had never thought of letting him go, it was just his wishful thinking.

"You don't believe what you say!"

Watching the black cloth crawl over little by little, the White Jiao King was frightened, and a cold sweat flowed.

"In this era, in this world, talk about integrity?

"Hehe, after you die, you have to thank me for letting you die in spring. ”

"It's too difficult for me, in order to improve your strength, I still have to force you, and I have to kill you, I'm too difficult!"

The black cloth was like a python, whizzing, quickly wrapping around the body of the white Jiao King, drowning little by little.

The white Jiao roared and screamed, and the fear was palpable.

However, yelling and yelling was useless, but made the black cloth more excited, and the speed of winding was faster.

"Scream, enjoy the last shout, you won't have this chance in the future!"

"Hurry up, time waits for no one!"

King Bai Jiao was desperate to the extreme, he had been wise and martial all his life, and he never expected to end up like this and die so aggrieved.

It's really a beautiful life, and in the end it's restless.

Who can save me?

Who?

No one!

He is already the ceiling of Qingzhou, and the end is so tragic, who else can save him?

No one can save themselves.

The scene in front of me was covered with a black cloth little by little, the darkness surged up like a tide, the blood in the whole body was drained little by little, and the feeling of death began to spread throughout the body!

Zheng!

A ray of light fell from the sky and pierced the ground.

The invisible sword qi slammed in all directions, tearing the black cloth, crushing the black cloth, and the White Jiao King fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Yes!

A heart-rending scream rang out, and the remaining black cloth quickly shrank back, and the creepy sound echoed non-stop.

"Who!"

All three of them were shocked and shocked.

"This sword...... How is it so similar to the one at the bottom of the West Sea!"

"It can't be the same one, right?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"It's too similar, the sword momentum, sword power, and sword intent above are almost exactly the same!"

The two exchanged glances, which was even more incredible, and they couldn't help but shudder.

The three of them raised their heads suddenly, their eyes narrowing suddenly, and a look of fear crawled all over their faces.

"Saint?"

"How is that possible!"

When the three of them saw Chu Qingtian standing in the air, their shock was hard to hide, and their scalps were about to fall off.

"Chu Qingtian!"

"It's really you!"

The White Jiao King exclaimed, excited and surprised.

He had thought that the person in the image was too similar to Chu Qingtian, but he didn't expect it to be him.

Chu Qingtian nodded silently, stepped down, and every time he fell, the void was stepped out of a circle of ripples, and the battle was soaring, and the divine power covered the ground.

The fierce momentum enveloped the audience, and the suppression was very ten, and Chu Qingtian was like a god, walking down step by step.