"Get out of the way!"

At the entrance of Huashan, the innate powerhouse of the East Gate Clan of the Holy Clan saw Wang Xian leading the Longmen group and others over, and hurriedly shouted around.

Everyone around was slightly startled when they heard the shouts of the Dongmen clan, and quickly turned their heads to look behind.

"Dragon Gate Dragon King!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Even the East Gate of the Holy Clan immediately got out of the way, and you first-level sects are still standing there looking for death?"

A shout came, and the entrance of the entire Huashan immediately gave way to a road, watching the dragon gate enter the Huashan.

All the warriors looked at the group of people in Longmen, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Wang Xian saw the situation around him, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This road was paved by him with blood, and this prestige was created by killing.

Now even when the Holy Clan encounters their Dragon Gate, they have to retreat and get out of the way.

Wang Xian walked indifferently inside, and the Jianghu family sects behind him looked at their figures and talked in a low voice.

The decisive battle of Huashan is at the top of Huashan, and the top of Huashan is located in the central area of Huashan.

There is the highest peak of Huashan Mountain, reaching more than 2,000 meters.

Fight, right there.

There are more than a dozen entrances to the top of Huashan Mountain.

Wang Xian walked in front, and the warriors in front and behind were all a hundred meters away from them.

"Demon Dao, that's the Demon Dao people!"

Just when Wang Xian led the Longmen disciple Golden Clan to a fork in the road, an exclamation came from the position next to him.

"Jie Ji, what fresh blood, I really hope that the war will come soon, so that I can suck fresh blood freely!"

"It's almost over, after Emperor Qi defeats Nie Wushuang today, the big war is about to begin, we have been dormant for fifty years, it's time for them to see our fangs!"

"Boom!"

Several arrogant voices came.

"Ah, bug bug, mother, blood-red bug!"

"What do you bloodworms want to do?"

At that moment, a scream and shouting were heard.

"Don't worry little girl, the war hasn't started yet, our Demon Dao abides by the rules of the game very much, don't be so timid!"

Wang Xian walked towards the front, and saw a group of demonic warriors in blood-red clothes looking at the side and said playfully.

Blood-red wide clothes, and inside their clothes they could see something squirming inside.

Not far away, a girl stood behind a woman with a pale face.

In front of the girl, there are more than a dozen hideous bugs, some with sharp mouthparts, some with countless legs, and some with squirming.

They have a peculiarity, they are blood-red all over their bodies and exude a bloody aura.

"Blood Worm, the top sect under the four major demon sects of the Demon Dao, can be compared to the demon Dao forces of the Holy Gate of the rivers and lakes!"

"The people of the blood worms are extremely disgusting, they raise the blood worms with their bodies, the stronger the blood worms, the stronger their strength will be, after the bones are destroyed, the blood worms are called the successors of the bones!"

A few middle-aged men next to him looked at the position on the right with pale faces, their eyes swept over the blood worms on the ground, and their faces turned a little pale.

There is no normal cultivation technique of the Demon Dao.

Wang Xian looked at the road ahead and the crowd stopped moving forward, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "If you don't leave, get out of the way!"

"There's bugs up ahead!"

The frightened girl heard the voice coming from behind her, and responded with a pale face.

"Huh?"

When the rest of the people in front heard Wang Xian's voice, they were slightly stunned and turned their heads in confusion.

They looked at Wang Xian and the others, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Don't know yourself?"

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows, his eyes looked at the clothes on their bodies, and the second-level power martial artists seemed to be from a family.

In the rivers and lakes, the people of the first-level strength and the Holy Gate all know him, only the second-level forces do not know him.

Coupled with the proud sword of the golden clan and the five eleventh-level golden swordfish demon green dragons, they stood in a row with themselves.

The two-meter-tall burly golden swordfish completely obscured the Dragon Gate disciples with masks and magic wings behind.

They didn't recognize it.

"Bugs?"

Wang Xian smiled and walked straight to the front.

The people of the second-level family in front of them saw them coming, and hesitated for a moment to get out of the way.

"There are bugs, just kill them!"

Wang Xian saw more than a dozen blood-red insects the size of his middle finger on the road in front of him, and then waved.

A ball of flame headed straight towards the blood-red cover.

"Huh?"

A flirtatious voice came, and the dozen or so blood worms suddenly jumped up and jumped towards the blood-red middle-aged man at an unbelievable speed.

Wang Xian showed a hint of mockery on his face.

"Twitter!"

In an instant, flames fell on the bloodworm's body, causing it to scream in terror.

After two screams, the Bloodworm Byte turned to ashes.

"Dare to kill my blood worm, look for death!"

When the middle-aged man saw that the blood worm was destroyed in an instant, his face immediately turned hideous, and he turned his head and stared at Wang Xian.

At this time, the blood worms in his body seemed to feel the anger of middle age, and two blood worms about the size of a fist came out of the collar.

The two blood-red had only one blood-red eye, staring coldly at Wang Xian.

"How?"

Wang Xian looked at the middle-aged, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a faint disdain appeared on his face.

"Okay, Tyrant, make an agreement with the Righteous Path Alliance today, there will be no conflict, just remember him, and when the big battle comes, let your blood worms enjoy a feast!"

The old man on the side swept Wang Xian lightly and said to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Boom, kid, I remember you, don't worry, I'll look for you in a few days, on your body, I will let the bugs breed dozens to make up for the thirteen killed by you, Boom, I'm not in a hurry, don't worry!"

The middle-aged man stared at Wang Xian coldly, the clothes on his body were agitating, and he looked unusually infiltrating.

Several second-level family disciples beside him had pale expressions on their faces.

"It's crazy and arrogant!"

Wang Xian looked at the middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face.

"Jiji, you have become my prey, eat more these days, and when the battle between the righteous and demons begins, I will let your corpse feed my baby!"

The middle-aged man smiled grimly, revealing a pair of blood-red teeth, and his body exuded a bloody aura.

Several people from the second-level family beside him took two steps back in fear.

"What a bunch of cowards, your comfortable life is coming to an end, enjoy the last days of your life!"

A young man saw them retreating, his face full of mockery.

"It's really noisy, it seems that I have destroyed too few people in the Demon Dao, and there are still people who don't know me!"

Wang Xian swept over the more than 100 people with blood worms, and continued lightly: "Destroy them!"