Xiao Yao knew before that the Blood Mist Demon Lord had a deep grudge against those demons.

Now it seems that this is true.

If he had the chance, he might also go up to help the Immortal Clan intercept and kill those demons together.

It's not something that can't happen.

In the eyes of the Blood Mist Demon Lord, those demons are even inferior to the demon clan.

The Blood Mist Demon Lord also has his own bottom line, and now these demons have broken through his bottom line.

Damn it.

After galloping for ten miles, the painter finally killed the demon lord.

When the Demon Lord's soul was scattered, the ink dragon transformed into a puddle of ink, which melted into the ground covered with leaves and weeds at his feet.

In an instant, the yellow leaves began to turn green, and the weeds began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hehe, getting the nourishment of fairy ink is also your chance. Huazun laughed, his tone full of pride.

It seems that the slightest leakage from the tip of his finger can become an opportunity for the growth of all things.

This is true for withered leaves and weeds, and it is true for ordinary people.

After all, he is an immortal and an immortal.

Every immortal clan has the same truth in their hearts.

Why do immortals exist?

Answer: Because the immortal clan is the executor of the Heavenly Dao.

As for the demon clan or the demon clan, they should all be trampled under their feet and kneaded, just like the ordinary people of the rest of the ten thousand worlds.

One thought makes him live, and one thought lets him die. This is the power that only the Heavenly Dao has, but the Immortal Clan thinks that they also seem to have such power, for example, if they want to let those human races live, they can live well, and if they want them to die, they have to be erased.

This is true of all races in all worlds.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around, intending to go back to find his companion.

Chasing the Demon Lord before, they chased ten miles, and the original distance of ten miles was nothing to their immortal clan, but this is the Great Wilderness Ancient Land, it is the Sword God Mountain, it is difficult to fly, and there is no way to use the divine sense.

Turning his head to look at the emptiness behind him, he frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.

Probably because he chased too far and couldn't see his fellow clan.

Or maybe it's because you're in Sword God Mountain, a place full of crises.

Foot, step forward.

Finally, a sword aura came to his face.

In an instant, the sword qi spread from the first line and became dense, like a downpour.

"Presumptuous!" Hua Zun shouted angrily, the breath in his body soared, the brush in his hand flicked, and with a wave, the ink formed a shield, blocking the sword qi.

The Spring and Autumn Sword flicked a sword sound, then circled around, and launched a second attack at the painting at a different angle.

The brush waved again, and the ink was now a vulture.

The vulture's sharp beak collided with the Spring and Autumn Sword.

The vulture instantly dissipated and returned to ink, the Spring and Autumn Sword Fitness trembled slightly, and the sword lines on the blade flashed with golden light.

"What a small night, come out to fight!" Huazun looked at the empty surroundings with a cold face.

There was only one sword in front of him that was still spinning.

"Come back. Xiao Yao's voice sounded from afar.

The Spring and Autumn Sword turned into sword light and was re-held in Xiao Yao's hand.

Looking at the young man riding on an electric tiger, Huazun's brain was running rapidly, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"It's you!"

Now Xiao Yao, because of the existence of the immortal killing order, has become a celebrity.

Well...... As if he was on the earth, he had to be careful to be recognized by others at all times, but Xiao Yao didn't want to hide his face, he couldn't wait for the immortal clan to reward him more.

Because it's also a recognition of who he is.

If Xiao Yao was really a puddle of mud, it would naturally be impossible to pose any threat to the Immortal Clan, and the Immortal Clan would not think of killing him.

If the Immortal Clan wants to kill Xiao Yao, it means that they are panicking.

This panic happened to be brought to them by Xiao Yao, so now that I think about it, Xiao Yao not only does not feel afraid, but will have a sense of accomplishment.

Don't you take the Terrans seriously?

Don't you think that the Terrans can be pinched to death at will?

Now, do you still think so?

Xiao Yao sneered.

If he asked the Immortal Clan if he was scared now, the Immortal Clan would definitely shake his head and look disdainful, but in Xiao Yao's opinion, this was just a matter of infighting.

"Hehe, are you scared?" Xiao Yao held the Spring and Autumn Sword, approached the painting step by step, and asked.

"Hmph, little mole ant, die quickly. As he spoke, he waved again.

It was still an ink dragon, rushing towards Xiao Yao with teeth and claws.

Xiao Yao's wrist flipped, and together with the Spring and Autumn Sword, the sword qi in his hand erupted.

At the same time, his body jumped high, from top to bottom, and his body rotated along with the Spring and Autumn Sword.

Walk through that ink dragon.

The ink fell on Xiao Yao's white clothes, which looked like it was dotted with several peaks, and it looked like there was some artistic conception.

It's a great aftertaste.

The look in the painting's eyes also changed again.

"Look, you're just scared, but you don't dare to admit it, right?" Xiao Yao asked.

The painting was speechless.

He didn't know why Xiao Yao had to talk to him about this pointless question.

Is it important?

It's boring, okay?

"Demon Evil Barrier. "Every word of the painting comes out of between the teeth," bluffed. ”

The painting is still slowly proud.

Although he had fought with that demon lord before, he had consumed a lot of immortal power, but he was still confident.

With his current strength, it is not difficult to kill a demon soldier who only has the strength of a demon soldier.

The Cinnabar Gang of the Immortal Clan flaunts Xiao Yao's strength in this way.

Therefore, the eyes of the painter also became hot.

It's really hard to get through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to find a place.

Originally, I really didn't know when I would be able to find this demon, but now it seems that God has rewarded me for my hard work.

Bring this demon's head back to the immortal clan, will other immortals be jealous and crazy when they see it?

Thinking of this, he became more and more excited.

Xiao Yao shook his head.

He waved the Spring and Autumn Sword in his hand again and pounced towards the painting statue.

Hua Zun turned into three swords and pressed towards Xiao Yao.

At the same time, Huazun also seized this opportunity and quickly retreated.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts were in front of him.

This demon's evil obstacle is the way of the sword.

This also made him puzzled, why a demon clan was able to make achievements in swordsmanship.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the immortals want to kill it desperately.

After forcing Xiao Yao back for some distance, Huazun suddenly burst out laughing.

"Actually, my immortal clan also has a wicked obstacle, and he actually brought mortals to the immortal realm privately, oh, he is also your human race, a sword cultivator, if you let him know, the sword path he admires, even the demon clan can comprehend, he will definitely feel ashamed, right?"

Xiao Yao stopped suddenly.

There was no immediate charge.

He looked at the painting in front of him and asked, "Do you have a grudge against him?"

"I once fought and he got away with it. "How?"

"Oh......" Xiao Yao nodded and said, "That's a grudge, haha, it's a coincidence, I originally wanted to kill you directly, but now I regret it, I'd better take off your head and give it to him when he comes back." ”

Xiao Yao thought of such a picture and sneered.

"At that time, Xu Jianshen must feel very ashamed, after all, if he wants to take revenge, he has to go to the Immortal Clan Kyushu, and I am here, so I can wait for the rabbit and help him do something. ”

The face of the painter changed.

"Do you know that obstacle?"

"Do you deserve to scold him too?" Xiao Yao shook his head.

The relationship between him and Xu Yangge used to be like a master and apprentice.

After all, Xu Yangge gave him a sword heart, taught him sword intent, and gave him a Xuantie sword.

Later, the relationship between the two became more like friends.

Because that shameless guy asked for the Xuantie Sword back.

Spring and Autumn Sword, the sword light shines again.

He had ground at his feet, but his body suddenly rose up.

With a wave of the sword, the sword wind brought down more than a dozen towering giant trees.

Some are not environmentally friendly.

Huazun's face tensed, and he shouted angrily: "Retreat!"

As a result, he was the one who retreated.

Knocked back by the sword wind.

The painter holds a pen in one hand and a mudra in the other.

In front of him appeared a piece of gold paper.

"Immortal pages are really rare, even if it's me, there are only three, I can't bear to take out my ......hand to deal with that demon lord," Huazun was quite embarrassed when he said this, "So, you are really an unforgivable sin!" Originally, I just wanted to bring your head back to receive the reward, but now I also regret it, I not only want to bring your head back, but also take out your demon soul to make a copy, so that you can become my puppet, and you will never be reborn!"

Xiao Yao grinned and smiled heartily.

Look.

At this time, this Immortal Venerable still has the appearance of a little immortal wind dao bone there.

What's the difference with demons?

The sword falls.

The sword qi splashed everywhere, like falling stones stirring up ripples.

Xiao Yao landed with one foot, and the fallen leaves under his feet were suspended, and he shot towards the painting statue.

Draw the pen and put it down.

The ink fell onto what he called the "fairy page", and the dragon he drew was no longer ink, but gold.

The golden dragon shook its tail, and there was even a trace of dragon energy, majestic, opening its mouth and spewing out a golden flame, all the fallen leaves burned out, turning into white smoke and floating in the sky.

Xiao Yao had a toothache.

He felt that this painting statue was provoking himself.

"Are you playing with fire?" Xiao Yao asked.

Huazun snorted coldly, and as soon as his mind moved, the golden dragon spit out a ball of golden fire again.

Xiao Yao retreated some distance backwards and stood up straight.

"Actually, I also play with fire. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yao took a step, his clothes moved with the wind, and his palms flowed with color.

As he spoke, a colorful flame jumped out of his palm and rushed towards the painting.

The golden dragon breathed fire again, and the flames hit Xiao Yao's strange fire, not only did not let it dissipate, but also fueled Xiao Yao's strange fire.

"Fool. Xiao Yao shook his head.

The golden dragon didn't have time to escape, it was completely engulfed by the flames, and drops of golden water stains fell out, and drop by drop fell to the ground.

Xiao Yao yawned, a little surprised.

"Yo, it's Arowana oil?"