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The silky silver rippled out, as if the air instantly turned into a light flowing water, rippling layers of ripples, and the ripples became more and more violent, as if some terrible monster was trying to break free from this ripple.

A powerful aura that was completely different from the fluctuating true qi of the Terran Daoist rippled from it.

Demonic energy!

"It's not good, it's demonic energy, this is a spatial teleportation magic weapon, this is summoning orcs...... Damn, "Tiger Power Immortal", you, as a human race, actually colluded with the orcs? Sima Xiongying's face suddenly changed greatly, and the demonic qi that rippled out of the silver ring was extremely dense and terrifying, and even the air became viscous under the action of this force.

"Hahaha, you forced me to ......" "Hu Lixian" laughed maniacally.

The strong wind overflowed, the demonic energy on the top of the black wood cliff was vertical and horizontal, and in the click, the huge ice and snow altar could not support it at first, and shattered, and the weaker cultivators could barely even stand, and were blown by this demonic wind as if it was a rice husk in a hurricane, and flew out chaotically, screaming.

"You still collude with orcs, you really deserve to die!"

The bronze grimace mask man held the flame knife in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be burning, the flames were loud, and the thick demonic qi approached within one meter of his body, and he could not enter again, forming a strange ball of light.

"I deserve to die, but you really want to die, I will remove your mask before you die, and see who you really are!"

"Tiger Power Immortal" cursed angrily.

The voice did not fall.

"Tiger Power Immortal, you summoned the deity here, it is better to have a suitable reason." A sound like thunder came out from the silver ripples, and then appeared a monster with the head of a bull and a height of three feet, covered in black demonic energy, condensing the void, and terrifying power fluctuations, making everyone present feel that they were instantly burdened with 100,000 catties of heavy burden.

Spirits!

This turned out to be a spirit and demon-level orc.

""Bull-headed chieftain", there are human terran masters who have ruined our big things, and my "Black Demon Village" is about to be disabled, so I have no choice but to summon you out, and according to the agreement with the prince of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, please also ask the "Bull-headed Chief" to kill the enemy for me. ”

"Hu Li Xian" is extremely humble and authentic.

"Hmph, it's not enough to succeed and more than to lose, just a few ants, you can't clean it up, and you have to take action in person, it's really a waste...... Anyway, for the sake of Prince Maha, Ben Shuai will make a move, I hope your future performance will not disappoint the prince! ”

The voice of the "Bull Head Chief" rolled like muffled thunder, and the demonic energy was agitated.

A few big real people who were injured just now were attacked by this demonic qi, and they screamed miserably, and they exploded like inflated balloons in an instant.

At this moment, the atmosphere at the top of the Black Wood Cliff suddenly became tense, an orc in the realm of spirits and demons, whose strength was comparable to the innate Dao spirit of the human race, among all the people in front of him, he was definitely an irresistible peerless master, even if there were nearly eight hundred people in the entire Blackwood Cliff combined, I was afraid that he would not be able to resist a finger of this orc spirit demon.

The expression on Sima Xiongying's face was also a little sluggish.

Sima Shulin secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, who would have thought that this "Tiger Power Immortal" would be so bold that he would risk the disapproval of the world and collude with the orcs, and this time the problem would be big, and it would be difficult to make it all of Liyuan Town buried on the top of the Black Wood Cliff today.

Even Senior Brother Zhou ......

Sima Shulin looked at the bronze ghost-faced masked man, and prayed secretly in his heart, Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zhou, at this time, I can only rely on you, you have always been famous for magic and miracles in the Heart Cloud Sect, I hope that all this, you can also create a miracle!

Although it is unlikely, the current variables can only be here.

……

"That's him." "Hu Li Xian" had a cruel smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to point, pointing to the bronze ghost-faced mask man.

"An ant, dare to ruin my Ten Thousand Demon Sect's affairs?" The eyes of the "Bull Head Chief" were like a pair of magic lamps, and when they looked at it in the black demonic aura, two pillars of light pierced the void like sharp swords, and shrouded the body of the bronze ghost-faced masked man.

The bronze ghost-faced masked man snorted and took a step back.

The flame knife in his hand was scorching, and the crimson flames swelled, completely enveloping the whole person in an instant, and it actually resisted this terrible pressure.

"Hmph, a minotaur, he dares to claim to be respectful, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he has come to get involved in the affairs of my human race, get out of here, and I can spare your life, otherwise the Ten Thousand Demon Sect will lose a spirit demon today!" The bronze grimace mask is amazingly loud.

"Presumptuous! Die! "The Bull-headed Chief" He had been so despised by the little ants, and in a fit of rage, he stretched out his feet in the air, and the rich demonic qi as ink instantly turned into a huge bull's horn, as if it was a divine punishment that fell from the sky, and stepped on it.

Before it could be stepped on, the entire Blackwood Cliff began to shake violently, as if it was about to shatter.

The Terran cultivators at the top of the peak screamed one after another, and they were pressed to the ground, unable to move.

"It's your own death!" The bronze grimace masked man stepped on the figure-of-eight Ding, sank his waist and opened his horse, holding the knife in both hands, raising it above his head, and with an extremely simple downward split, the huge flame knife shadow flew out at this moment, and slashed out towards the giant demonic energy bull's feet.

But the power of this knife is really average.

Compared to the demonic energy ox feet, the flame sword shadow was like a toothpick against a mountain, it was simply negligible.

"Haha, I don't know if I live or die......" "Chief Bullhead" dismissed.

"Hu Li Xian" laughed even more, this bronze grimace mask is more angry than the sky, it is simply bluffing, even if this knife can be resisted by itself, let alone a big orc in the realm of spirit and demons...... Haha, the trend is set!

Sima Xiongying and Sima Shulin, father and son, showed pessimism and despair.

That's when --

"Ah...... No! An earth-shattering scream suddenly stunned everyone.

I saw that in the sky, the originally majestic "Bull Head Chief" suddenly screamed wildly, and the seemingly harmless flame knife shadow was like a fire tong inserted into the tender tofu, easily condensing the thick black demon qi into a giant horn, cutting it into two from the middle, the knife momentum is unabated, shuttling through the demonic energy like lightning, between the lightning and stone fire, piercing through the eyebrows of the "Bull Head Chief".

Bang!

The huge spirit demon that was originally condensed in the void suddenly faded from the sky weakly like a dead fish that had swallowed its breath, and smashed heavily on the ground, revealing its prototype.

This is a black bull with a height of more than 20 meters and a length of about 100 meters, a kind of natural orc, at least 300 years of cultivation, only to have this physique, the muscles all over the body are like steel poured, invulnerable to knives and guns, flashing with demonic black light, wisps of amazing demonic energy, escaping from this huge body, melting in the air.

The fall of the "Bullhead Chieftain".

This scene made the entire Black Wood Cliff instantly fall into a strange atmosphere.

Sima Xiongying, Sima Shulin and other people in Liyuan Town's first reaction was not surprise, but rubbed their eyes and looked at the huge minotaur body over and over again, wanting to confirm that everything in front of them was real, not an illusion caused by the violent rotation of demonic energy.

"Hu Li Xian" was completely frozen in place, every part of a fat face was full of incredible, that kind of expression, it was even more shocking than seeing the dead "Yang Li Xian" and "Lu Li Xian" suddenly come to life.

As for the other cultivators, they were also as if they were petrified, completely frozen in place.

"Dead ...... He's dead? Sima Shulin opened his mouth with difficulty, and subconsciously spit out such a note, even he didn't know what he wanted to express.

That's when --

"Squeak? Done fighting? Dead? Hey? There's a dead cow here? It's huge! The Monkey King has never seen such a big cow! It looks delicious, but I don't know how it tastes? ”

A shrill and sweet voice appeared in everyone's ears.

The cultivators subconsciously turned their heads to look, but saw more than a dozen extremely muscular big men, wearing tattered armor and lined up in a neat formation, walking over from a distance, led by a bald head, and the body was extremely majestic, but a face seemed to have been scalded by boiling water, wrinkled and ugly.

These dozen strong men carried a sedan chair.

On the sedan chair, there is a half-sized silver monkey, a silver fur, like mercury emitting light, in the dim morning mist exudes holy fluorescence, extremely eye-catching, what is even more strange is that this little silver monkey is actually a person standing up, one paw supporting the chin, the sharp and sweet voice, actually from the mouth of the silver monkey.

A talking monkey?

The crowd felt like they were about to go out of sorts.

Just died a minotaur, why is there another monkey demon?

"Wow, it looks really delicious! Why don't you give it a try? The little white monkey on the sedan chair muttered to himself.

In the next second, before everyone could react, there was a sudden roar, and the head that originally looked extremely cute, like a balloon that was inflated rapidly, swelled up infinitely, and the cute pink mouth instantly turned into a bloody mouth of dozens of meters, sucking into the air, and immediately sucked the huge body of the "bull head chief" into the mouth, and the huge head shook twice, like a python swallowing an elephant, swallowing the corpse into its stomach.

In the next moment, the huge monkey head shrank sharply, becoming the size of its original palm.

The little silver monkey stretched out his pink little tongue, licked his mouth, and said thoughtfully: "Well, the taste is average, and it doesn't look very tasty!" I don't know what the taste of the demon is! ”

By this time, the people had been petrified.

"Long Wu, you...... It's great that you're alive! The sluggish "Tiger Power Immortal" in the distance fell on Long Wu's body, and he couldn't imagine that this subordinate, who should have been dead, was still alive, and it seemed that he was following a terrible monkey demon.

The bald head was expressionless, and he didn't even look at the former owner of the village.

"Hu Li Xian" at this time, he couldn't take care of too much, like a drowning person grabbed a life-saving straw, showed great enthusiasm, and greeted again and again, if he could get involved with this terrible monkey demon, maybe he could still live today?

"Squeak, don't be a special relationship, they're all from the Monkey King now." The little silver monkey raised its paws contemptuously.

"I don't know Your Excellency...... Under the "Tiger Power Immortal", it is the person of the Prince Maha of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect...... ""Tiger Power Immortal" immediately identified himself, pulled out the Prince Maha and pulled the tiger skin, in his opinion, they are all orcs, this "monkey demon" should sell Prince Maha a face!

Seeing this scene, the hearts of Sima Xiongying and the others hung again.

Just died a minotaur, and there was actually a monkey demon, which looked more ferocious than the minotaur, if you stood on the side of "Hu Lixian...... Will the Bronze Ghost-Faced Mask Man be able to withstand this monkey demon?

Who knows-

"Which birdman is Maha Taidazi? You're his man, it's my business. The little silver monkey raised his monkey paw disdainfully, then turned his head and let out a sweet cry like a coquettish to the bronze ghost-faced masked man who had been standing quietly beside him: "Squeak! ”

"Why did you come?" The voice of the bronze ghost-faced masked man, for the first time, brought a trace of warmth, and said, "What about the others?" ”

"Squeak, the ice road is difficult to walk, those people have no martial arts, they walk very slowly, but they are coming soon." The little silver monkey lowered his eyebrows and said pleasing to the eye.

Just a few words of dialogue, "Hu Li Xian" originally seemed to have a bloody face, and suddenly collapsed uncontrollably, and a heart sank, it turned out that this "monkey demon" was actually on the side of the bronze ghost face mask man, so his mind was all in vain.

Sima Xiongying and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

As he spoke, there was another sound of footsteps in the distance, but this time it was some villagers in messy cotton jackets, holding worn-out swords, clubs, and even scythes and other weapons in their hands, with a look of awe and a little curiosity, looking heavy in their feet, not proficient in the exercises, they were just ordinary people.

"It's from Little Bear Valley." Sima went down to the ground and whispered in his father's ear.

Sima Xiongying nodded and did not speak.

"Elder Feng Dagang in the Lower Little Bear Valley is invited to come." Surrounded by the villagers, Feng Dagang clasped his hands into fists and bowed his hands to greet the cultivators.

The sound was like a silent slap in the face, and it slapped the faces of everyone present.

Before the start of this so-called blood sacrifice ceremony, who had ever paid attention to the lives and deaths of these ordinary villagers, they were treated as grass mustards, and no one cared about these ant-like weaklings who were destined to die on the ice and snow altar.

But now, even the blind can see that the Bronze Grimace Masked Man is from the camp of these villagers, and has instead become the most powerful party.

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