"Hongwu, you heard it too. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Senior Brother Luo is an impatient, if you don't agree, I can only make a move. Lan Yanteng smiled lightly, and suddenly formed a magic seal, and a boundless miasma immediately filled behind him. Luo Wu on the side also laughed fiercely, waved his hand, and the huge beast puppet stepped out of the miasma, beat his chest and feet, and roared in the sky.

At the same time, the two brothers, Duanmulun and Duanmushuang, sang gloomy and cold tunes one after another. A black cloud emerged above his head, full of ghosts, and a miserable scream was piercing.

The people of the Demon Gate said that they would do it, and there was no time to hesitate.

"Lan Yanteng, what do I have to promise? Do you promise to join forces with you to refine Gongsun Yuyang, or do you promise to hand over the ink mountain and river fan? ”

"Hmph, boy, your mouth stinks. My brother has a good temper to tell you so much, do you really think you are something? Obediently hand over the ink mountain and river fan and be my lackey of the Black Dragon Sect, only in this way can I spare your dog's life. Seeing that Hongwu didn't enter, Luo Wu still had a confused face, and suddenly stepped out and said angrily. He originally had a very bad temper, and the first time he met Hong Wu, he had a big fight, where would he have a good face? And at this time, the other party is besieged by the four masters, and it should have been a long time ago. But Hongwu has always been fearless, with an expression of not being afraid of heaven and earth, what can you do. In the face of such an arrogant and arrogant person, no one will be in a good mood.

"Hey, hey, Luo, be careful what you say, don't think that I can't kill you if there are too many people." Hong Wu sneered, not caring about Luo Wu's threat.

"Well, that's it, it doesn't seem like there's any need for us to talk any further. Hongwu, there is only one chance, but it's a pity that you didn't grasp it. Lan Yanteng suddenly rose to his feet, and came with a boundless miasma of strong oppression.

"Hey, hey, it's long overdue. Senior brother, I will let him understand what life is better than death! Luo Wu flew onto the puppet's shoulder and pressed towards Hongwu step by step.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. Brother Hong, the Shusheng Supreme Treasure is not something that can be kept by a mere casual cultivation, I'm sorry. To the north, Duanmulun came from the sky and said expressionlessly.

At this moment, the four real people of the Demon Gate finally decided to make a move. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, I don't know if it was the smell of miasma, or if it was already in the city.

Hong Wu glanced up at the night sky covered with thunderclouds and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the magic weapon fortune would come so quickly. It can be crossed, the wind and waves are calm, and the sea and sky are wide. If you can't cross it, you will die immediately, and your supernatural powers will be reduced to powder, and your body will die.

"Almost, almost." Facing the four masters pressing step by step, they are getting closer and closer to themselves. Hongwu still didn't move, but focused all his attention on the thunderclouds in the night sky.

"This kid doesn't even run away, it seems that he is bent on dying." Luo Wu licked his scarlet lips and laughed twice, the scars on his face twisted together, extremely terrifying.

"Be careful, this kid is powerful and scheming, don't follow his ways." Seeing this, Lan Yanteng was much more cautious than Luo Wu. I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a contemplative expression. Although Hongwu is only a casual cultivator, he has the power to destroy the real human realm. The battle between him and Gongsun Yuyang alone was enough for anyone not to underestimate.

Who is Gongsun Yuyang? The first day disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect comprehended the way of earth and gold, and his mana was extremely powerful. Under the siege of the four real human realms, he still destroyed the two martial zombies of the Yinshan Sect and left calmly. Being able to fight against such a character, no matter what the other party's true cultivation is, is a terrifying existence.

Bang!

Suddenly, the night sky, which had been silent for a long time, finally resounded with thunder. A huge bolt of lightning pierced the night sky and slammed into the city. Then, dozens of lightning bolts rained down like torrential rain, setting off the pitch-black night as if it were day.

"It's not good, chase it!" Suddenly, Lan Yanteng suddenly increased the speed of her flight, and her figure melted into the miasma, turning into a black cloud and speeding away. The other three, equally shocked and angry, increased the speed of Yukong to the extreme.

Because just a second before the lightning and thunder, Hong Wu suddenly turned into a ray of blood and flew towards the top of the tower quickly. No one thought that in such a dangerous situation, Hong Wu would still be fighting the idea of a mirage immortal.

That's right, the reason why Hong Wu didn't make a move for a long time was that he was indifferent even when the masters of the four major demon sects appeared together. It was the idea of fighting the mirage immortal. And the moment he was waiting for was the moment when the thunder fell. Or rather, it's calculating the time when lightning falls.

There are vicious evil spirits in the Nether Tombstone, and everyone present knows it, and Hong Wu is naturally no exception. Lan Yanteng couldn't have imagined that Hong Wu was still thinking about snatching the Mirage Immortal at this last moment.

It's a pity that they are not Hongwu, so naturally they don't know Hongwu's plans. Previously, Ji Yan was calculated by Gongsun Yuyang and devoured by the spirit of the evil spirit, and Hong Wu observed it very carefully. Almost at the moment when the blood-colored head flew out of the tower, the heavens descended the power of thunder to suppress it. And although the blood-colored head had the power to devour the real human realm in an instant, it was very afraid of the innate thunder.

Hong Wu's plan was to use the power of the thunder and lightning to snatch the mirage immortal under the nose of the evil spirit.

"It's a dog's guts, it's a dog's guts. Hongwu, this kid, is clearly looking for death! Lan Yanteng was shocked and angry, and he had already roared angrily in his heart. Hong Wu's actions seemed to him to be a moth to the fire, but he had to use all his mana to chase after him. Even if the other party is looking for death, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance of success, Lan Yanteng and the others can't afford it. There is probably only one such artifact in heaven and earth. If it falls into the hands of Hong Wu in front of everyone, it will be a big joke!

The atmosphere suddenly reached the extreme, and the four masters were all silent, because Hongwu's speed was too fast, so fast that it came to the front of the tower in the blink of an eye.

"Success or failure in this move, mirage immortal, don't give it to me yet!" Hongwu was originally only a few hundred meters away from the Netherworld tombstone, and with the six-veined sword supernatural power in one, he could reach it in a breath. I only heard a loud shout, and Hong Wu's figure fell into the tower, and the mirage immortal was in front of him, within reach.

"Roar!" Suddenly, there was a roar, earth-shattering, and breathtaking power permeated all corners of the space.

At the same time that Hong Wu stretched out his palm to grasp the mirage immortal gourd, between heaven and earth, the lightning and thunder had disappeared without a trace. Above the tower, the eight blood-red fonts of "Netherworld Tombstone God and Demon Yongzhen" burst into scarlet light again. The hideous head suddenly protruded from the blood light, as if sensing that someone had entered the tower. The blood-colored skull shook wildly, opening its bloody mouth and emitting a piercing scream. Subsequently, more than a dozen terrifying arms also stretched out from the eight fonts, grabbing Hong Wu fiercely.

At this time, Hong Wu's palm was only an inch away from the Mirage Immortal Hu.

A snap of a finger is a moment, but it determines the eternity of life and death!

"Six Demons Covering the Sky and Dominating the Sword Escape!" At this last moment, Hongwu couldn't care about that much at all. The sword fingers flew, and the six ancient swords came out together, rotated and arranged, and laid a sword shield behind him.

Bang!

More than a dozen blood-red arms smashed on the sword and shield, crushing it in an instant. The violent and ferocious force was overwhelming, and continued to bombard Hongwu's back.

"Ahem!" As if his spine was all shattered, a sharp pain came, Hong Wu spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down. But at this tenth-point moment, he had already grasped the mirage immortal in his hand.

"Damn, he actually got the Mirage Immortal!" Seeing this, Luo Wu's expression changed greatly, and as soon as the soles of his feet were raised, his body flew away from the puppet suddenly. Lan Yanteng had a gloomy face, her eyes were motionless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

However, Luo Wu was just about to bypass the Netherworld Tombstone to hunt down Hongwu, but the hideous blood-colored head turned to look at him. A pair of eyes that could not see eyeballs were deep and hollow, and the fierce aura even froze the air. Luo Wu was stared at by such a terrifying existence, his whole body trembled, and in the blink of an eye, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat. Although he came from the Demon Sect, he was a human qi refiner after all, and he couldn't be compared to the real evil spirits and ghosts.

"It's not good, Senior Brother Luo will come back quickly." Lan Yanteng suddenly saw the blood-colored head shift his attention to Luo Wu, and his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly roared and reminded. This junior disciple of his was so anxious that he didn't even consider that he was less than three meters away from the Netherworld tombstone.

"Damn, what the hell is this!" Luo Wu was so frightened that he didn't have time to react for a while. Lan Yanteng's roar came clearly in his ears, but he couldn't even move his fingers.

Roar!

The blood-colored head roared twice again, and the blood basin opened its mouth, and was about to rush over and devour Luo Wu. However, at this moment, thunder rolled from the sky, and countless lightning bolts fell again, shaking the entire Netherworld tombstone violently. The blood-colored skull let out a wail and quickly burrowed into the tower, disappearing.

"Whew...... I almost died? Luo Wu turned pale and gasped for breath, staring at the place where the demon had disappeared. Although his consciousness was awake, his physical body did not have any strength. As if imprisoned by some kind of force, Rou slammed into the ground from mid-air.

Lan Yanteng's expression froze, and he hurriedly flew towards him. Although it is not clear what the reason is, if Luo Wu is allowed to fall to the ground from a height of hundreds of meters, his body will definitely become bloody mud, which is equivalent to death.

However, as soon as Lan Yanteng turned his light and flew towards Luo Wu, a familiar and indifferent voice sounded from the ground.

"Hahahaha, two of the Black Dragon Sect, give you a big gift!" Hong Wu didn't know when he stood on top of a roof, and with a wave of his arm, a scroll of ancient paintings slowly unfolded in mid-air.