"The surname Ye, it's shameless to be embarrassed, so many people are waiting to see what the pill in your hand looks like, and you are still pretending to be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

As the words fell, there was another loud thunderclap, and this time, even the two stone doors trembled slightly.

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect forced themselves to suppress the anger in their hearts. The heart moved at will, the bones in the body crackled, the body and face were distorted and changed, and in an instant, he turned into a middle-aged man with a huge body, raised his hand and struck a magic decision at the forbidden center in the corner of the hall, and in the buzzing sound, the two stone doors slowly opened outward.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vacant space as large as acres outside the cave. At this moment, there were dozens of monks standing.

These monks were divided into two groups, the left and right, and the group on the right was a large number of people, a few feet away from the cave, and a few people stood in the front row. It is the old man surnamed Yao, Xin Xianzi, Qingpao Confucian and several other neighbors who live on this mountain peak.

In the other group, there were only two people, and standing in front was a short, fat, purple-robed middle-aged man with a meaty face. A pair of horned eyes stared at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect without blinking, and saw the disciples of the Wuwei Sect looking over. A big grin, a hey smile. A mouthful of charred teeth with mixed good and bad is revealed.

Not far after the purple-robed man died, there was a dwarf who lacked a foot, but his head was a few points bigger than the head of ordinary people, and when he looked at the disciples of Wuwei Sect, the corners of his mouth were also forced to squeeze out a smile.

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy walked out of the cave house slowly, just like that, they stood so-so, and when they landed, it was like a deep mountain, and a faint golden flame rushed out of their bodies, like water waves circulating around their bodies, and with the appearance of this golden flame, Zhou's temperature soared rapidly.

His gaze slowly swept over the faces of the world, and he suddenly smiled faintly and said, "Which one of you just said that the wisdom and wisdom Ye refined the elixir!"

"It's Benjun!"

The purple-robed man said in a humming voice, looking up and down at the golden flames around the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled inadvertently a few times.

"This ...... and Gu!"

The big-headed dwarf said softly, but his eyes were a little dodgy, although the golden flame around the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy was faint, the scorching smell inside was strong, and in an instant, it was already like a fire cave within a thousand zhang radius.

The monks on the other side looked at me, but I looked at you, and none of them spoke.

The words of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect seemed to be humble, but it was obviously a short and quiet moment before the rainstorm was about to fall.

It was this purple-robed man who invaded the prohibition of the cave just now, this kind of provocative behavior, it doesn't matter if he oppresses and oppresses those monks who are at the level of Demon Venerable, on the monks of the same level, I am afraid that no one will ignore it, maybe there will be a counteract in the next moment.

The identity of the purple-robed man and the big-headed dwarf as demons, a few of these demon cultivators also knew it, and naturally they refused to stand on the same front with them.

The bearded man had a little embarrassment on his face, and a wisp of divine sense swept through the Dharma body of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and it actually seemed to be thrown into the fire cave, melting in an instant, and secretly screaming in his heart that it was not good, but just now he was the one who made a noise to let the disciples of the Wuwei Sect open the cave, and if he didn't come out to make a speech in front of everyone, it seemed that he would not be able to say anything about the past.

As soon as he lifted his footsteps, he was about to take a step forward, but the old man surnamed Yao reached out and grabbed him, and said, "Don't be in a hurry, let's see the situation!"

The courage that had just been born in my heart collapsed in an instant, and I quietly recycled my steps.

Seeing that except for this person, the other monks honestly had no movement, and the disciples of Wuwei Sect had a bottom in their hearts, glanced at the purple-robed man and the big-headed dwarf, their faces turned cold, and said: "Take a billion magic crystals, the deity will let you two be intelligent about the appearance of this elixir, otherwise, how far will it go!"

One hundred and zero Hercules demons

(Thank you Lei Zhan, Flickering Little Brother, Weaving Net Moonlight, thankyou1223, etc., thank you!)

The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of all the monks, but it shook the eardrums of all the monks, and there were several beginner immortals who were not strong in mana, and there was actually a slight fainting in their brains.

The purple-robed man never expected that the disciple of Wuwei Sect would say such words humbly in front of so many people, his face was swollen red like a pig's liver, and a fierce light flashed in his horn eyes, and he said: "Benjun can find you, it is to give you dignity, already you don't want this decency, don't blame Benjun for not being humble!"

Before the words fell, with a bang, a devastating coercion rushed out of the body and headed towards the disciple seat of the Wuwei Sect.

I didn't see any movement from the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, and a scorching and violent smell also rose to the sky, facing this colossal coercion.

Two suffocating terrifying coercions collided together, and with a loud "thunderclap", a translucent huge whirlpool was born casually, whirling and twisting and drifting straight up to the nine heavens, and a sharp explosion suddenly sounded.

The space in front of the world's eyes was suddenly torn apart, and the ripples of strong spatial power scattered towards Zhou Fei like ripples!

The skin on the exposed cheeks of all the monks was stabbed like a knife, and several monks who were close to the front and even their shirts were torn apart.

I don't know who shouted, and drove a demon wind to fly away in the distance, and the dozens of demon cultivators who were at the level of immortals were in chaos, and they fled into the distance, and the lights and shadows shone in the air.

The big-headed dwarf's face changed several times, but he flew away at the road he came from.

There were originally hundreds of Earth Immortals and Demon Venerable monks gathered around the mountain peak. Don't dare to get too close, and notice that the scene is not good. The crowd fled in the far direction, but he was reluctant to leave.

"Boy. You're afraid you don't know the identity of this monarch, right? It's too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now, otherwise, today will be your death!"

The purple-robed man said in a cold voice, his head was bruised, his fists were clenched, and his bones crackled?

There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, his eyebrows raised, and he said, "I don't care who you are, I want the life of the deity." Ask the deity's fist first!"

Before the words fell, his right hand was raised, and a punch slammed into the past.

The void in front of the person suddenly fell, and in the explosion, a dazzling fist shadow of golden flames tumbling filled this small void.

At the moment when the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy swept the purple-robed man's body and admitted that this person had only reached the level of the Demon Ancestor, the killing intent had already risen, and the power of this punch had now been condensed in the body, and as soon as he made a move, it was a thunderbolt!

A wave of scorching air rushed in. The purple-robed man's eyes were burned by this dazzling golden light for a moment, hot and stinging, anger surged, and his chest seemed to burst open. He could never have imagined that a mid-level Heavenly Immortal would dare to fight against him, a monk who had once been a Demon Lord.

However, as the most amazing brute force, the most brutal demon - Hercules Demon. How he was afraid of fighting with others.

It was too late to escape, and he raised his fist without thinking. The same punch slammed into the past, and actually blocked the golden fist shadow that hit the door when it was in danger.

A loud bang resounded through the sky. A cloud of golden and black mushrooms rose into the sky, turning into acres in the blink of an eye, and the violent spiritual power quickly dispersed towards Zhou, and many forbidden spiritual lights outside the cave mansion buzzed with this loud sound.

The short and chubby figure of the purple-robed man was thrown far away like a ball.

The huge force crashed into the body of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and the disciple of the Wuwei Sect also retreated a few steps backwards in a row, and the qi and blood in his body churned.

The next moment, with a lift of his footsteps, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the purple-robed man, and his fists came out together, hitting the purple-robed man's head and chest up and down.

The action is like a ghost, and the speed is like lightning.

As a demon clan, the purple-robed man didn't know how many times he had fought hand-to-hand in his life, and the richness of his experience and the speed of his movements had already formed a fixed situation in his mind, and his figure flickered, retreating back dozens of feet away like lightning, his bones crackled and roared, and he shouted angrily, and his two arms suddenly turned into the thickness of a bucket, and with a shake of his fists, the two black fist shadows as big as a fight had already collided with the two golden flame tumbling fists of the disciples of Wuwei Sect.

Another earth-shattering loud bang came, and the two of them each retreated a hundred feet away, and they were on par.

The purple-robed man's mouth was stained with blood, and there was a violent ruggedness in his chest.

The faces of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect were as red as blood, and the golden flames swirling around their bodies turned into nothing.

The human arms trembled slightly.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and they shouted in a low voice: "Come again!"

The figure flickered, and pounced again, halfway through, the black light around his body flashed, and a pair of jet-black armor was born casually, but there was a blur of fine color and spiritual light shining in the golden flame tumbling fist shadow.

"Come on!"

The purple-robed man was not afraid at all, his chest was full of fighting intent, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of jet-black fists silently surfaced on his fists wrapped in rolling black flames.

Seeing that the people were about to collide with each other again, a bucket-thick arc of color suddenly crossed the center of the person.

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded, and the arc of color lightning accurately slashed into the chest of the purple-robed strong man.

The purple-robed man's face changed sharply, the black flames around him instantly collapsed, the mana in his body couldn't help but freeze, his chest was scorched, his figure trembled violently as if dancing, and his steps stopped at once.

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect had already pounced,