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"Firedemons! You mean, you want me to kill my son and give you an account! ”

The black mist on the evil house rose sharply, and the white bone throne behind him actually changed color under the black mist.

The throne of bones, which was originally shiny and shiny, turned black.

"Evil House! You can figure it out, not to give me an explanation, but to those disciples who died tragically! The fire demon was not afraid of the evil house, and said: "What your sister and son did, why should you ask others to wipe their butts, the old ones want to die and live, and the younger ones cause trouble all day long, and it is your blessing that they are all dead!" ”

"Firedemons! I know that you are not convinced when I sit in this position, you scold me and betray me, I have endured it, but you should not affect my relatives! ”

The evil house screamed violently, and the black mist on his body suddenly turned into a black magic sword, shooting towards the flame demon.

"It's good to come, I've long wanted to learn and understand, your magic skills!"

The fire demon let out a soft shout, and behind him, thousands of swords made of flames appeared out of thin air, and after a moment, they shot towards the evil house.

A sword of the evil house, against the ten thousand swords of the fire demon, it seems that the evil house has suffered a big loss.

But when two swords of very different colors collided together, they were judged.

The black sword passed through the red sea of swords, shooting straight towards the fire demon's chest, and all the fiery red swords within two meters around the black sword, the moment they passed through the black sword, they would be directly dispersed by the black sword, turning into fiery red particles and falling towards the ground.

The black sword went straight into the fire demon's chest, and the bone spurs of the fire demon's body had no defensive effect against the black sword at all.

On the other hand, those red swords, every time they were about to stab the evil house, they would be disintegrated by the black mist on the surface of the evil house, and in the end, there was no sword that could stab the evil house.

"You, you have actually practiced the Demon Transformation Skill to the ninth layer!"

The Flame Demon looked at the evil house with a shocked expression, and he didn't even pull out the black sword on his chest.

"Humph!" The evil house snorted coldly.

"Hahaha, it's my fire demon who planted it! I thought I was far better than you, but I don't want to, hahaha......"

The Flame Demon laughed miserably, and then, he grabbed the black sword towards his chest and pulled it out violently.

The surface of the black sword was constantly emitting white smoke, and a walnut-sized wound on the fire demon's chest was spreading rapidly, and after a while, it was already the size of a bowl!

Looking down at the black sword he was holding in his hand, the fire demon let out a long roar and fell to the ground.

The fire demon's body was like a cloud of mist, and the moment it fell to the ground, it turned into a puddle of black mist.

"Do you guys still have a problem with my decision?"

The evil house sighed and said coldly.

He really wouldn't want to do it to his own people if he could.

But sitting in his seat, many things are involuntary.

Offstage, no one dared to talk, and there was silence.

The strength of the eighth order of the Flame Demon can not go through a round in the hands of the evil house.

In the face of such strength, the number of people is no longer of much use.

"Since you all have no opinion, then this matter is over."

After the evil house finished speaking, the whole person turned into mist and disappeared.

Chasing Feng smiled on his face, glanced at the Dharma protectors around him, and turned to leave.

Since then, the Evil Emperor Hall of the Duoyan Hall has become the Yiyan Hall of the Evil House.

Outside the Medical Immortal Valley, with the passage of time, more and more people gathered because of Lin Lang, to be precise, the true immortal inheritance on Lin Lang's body.

At first, the Poison King couldn't figure out what the situation was, thinking that these people were all coming to the Immortal Valley to ask for medicine, thinking that his two fists were invincible to his four hands, so if he couldn't do it, he would withdraw first.

But when he saw all the people who came, constantly attacking the Attack Array of the Medical Immortal Valley with spells and weapons, and shouting what inheritance was in his mouth, he suddenly realized.

These people are not their own enemies.

And when the Poison King heard others say that Lin Lang had obtained the medical immortal inheritance, the whole person was stunned in place, and the expression on his face could be imagined, as if he had eaten a fly.

On the way to follow Lin Lang and them all the way to the Medical Immortal Valley, the Poison King obviously had countless opportunities to make a move, but he thought in his heart that he wanted to "meet" his senior brother and sister, but he didn't do it.

Now, the Poison King regrets it.

If he had started earlier, maybe the medical immortal inheritance on Lin Lang's body would have been his!

Every time he thought of this, the Poison King's heart was dripping blood, and when he attacked the big array, he became more and more energetic.

At the beginning, there were a few monks who attacked the big array in close quarters, and with the heart of the Poison King, how could he stop those people?

So after several heavenly thunderbolts slashed down one after another, and several low-level monks were split into slag, all the monks also learned to behave.

Ranged attacks, only ranged attacks!

Everyone present understood the horror of attacking the Great Array, but the newcomers didn't understand.

"Hah! It's all there! What kind of big array is this, look at grandpa, I'm amazing! ”

A monk who had just landed and couldn't figure out the situation, seeing that many people were attacking the attack array, with a wave of the plate axe in his hand, he rushed towards the attack array.

"Look! Another one to die! ”

"This thing, cow! Straight ahead! ”

"Wo Cao! Get out of the way, it's going to explode! ”

"Don't drag us down if you want to die!"

These people watched as the Plate Axe Monk rushed towards the attack array, but no one stopped them.

Why? There are so many people, but there are only two inheritances, if there is one less competitor, there will be one less opponent!

The Plate Axe Monk held a large axe in his hand, and rushed towards the attack array, looking at the surrounding people who stopped the attacks in their hands one by one, and looked at him, he was happy!

"Why don't these soft eggs attack anymore? Aren't you shocked by my momentum? Just know it! I'm a torture axe, Tai Nima is domineering! No, I'm going to be more handsome! ”

"One blow!"

The Plate Axe Monk jumped into the air, picked up the plate axe in his hand, and smashed it towards the attack array.

The poor monk of the plate axe, when the thunder fell, before he could let out a miserable howl, the whole person was split into slag, and finally only a deformed plate axe remained, which was thrown to the ground with soft steps, proving that the scene that had just happened was not just a dream.