Eight steps, it is a simple eight steps, and even Wei Yang did not exert any energy at all, in the eyes of all the demon beasts, Wei Yang just used, simple, extremely simple physical power, to smash the heads of the eight demon saints, what kind of realm is this, what kind of strength?

At this time, not only the hearts of the four saints of the outer regions were terrified, but also the nightshade that was in the light curtain, always guarding against Lao Bai's sneak attack, was also twitching in his heart, and his eyes exuded a look of horror and unease.

No, it won't, the other party must have used some weird means? This is how to easily kill the eight demon saints. But what kind of means are so sharp? Even if he relied on external force to kill the eight demon saints, couldn't the other party use external force to kill him?

For a while, Long Kui suddenly thought of Wu Lu in his heart, the Great Sage Venerable Wu Lu, the Heavenly Dragon King, who was once one of the Nine Venerables, wanted to rebel against Wu Lu.

But at the beginning, just like the scene in front of him, under Wu Lu's understatement, the Dragon King was killed, and the hundreds of demon saints under his command were all killed by Wu Lu step by step, easily, without the power to resist.

One step at a time, one death in a hundred steps, what a feat is this? How similar is it? It is precisely because of this that Long Kui did not dare to disobey Wu Lu's order, and even did not hesitate to give up Bai Yi, and chose to live secretly, saying that Bai Yi was his heart knot, but it was better to say that Wu Lu was his nightmare, Bai Yi was just Wu Lu's stand-in, and it was a tool for him to vent his fear of Wu Lu.

This strangeness in front of him made Nightshade suddenly think of Wu Lu, and thought of Wu Lu, who was unattainable and could only look up. Nightshade couldn't help but derive a boundless sense of fear in his heart, a scene from the past, surrounding his mind, making his eyes glow red, and his heart became angry and crazy because of fear.

"No, you can't be an enemy with Wu Lu, how can you be worthy of being an enemy with Wu Lu? You ......."

'Poof'

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the nightshade, and seeing the nightshade that jumped wildly, was full of hideousness, and roared wildly, Lao Bai also saw the opportunity just right and gave the other party a hard blow.

Looking at the hole in the chest behind the back, the vitality quickly dissipated, making the red light in the eyes of the nightshade gradually fade away.

At this time, in his mind, there was a scene haunting him when he was just a demon king. Traveling in the mountains and rivers, accompanied by beauty, how easy is that?

But when he set foot in the Demon Emperor, his father, yes, his father, why did he take him back to the Eastern Regions Mountain? He doesn't want to? I really don't want to inherit the position of the Nine Saints of some bullshit.

What is it for? Power, strength? Or is it glory? That's all bullshit, no matter how noble the position of the Nine Saints is, how many people are envious and jealous in the outer lands? All of them are just puppets in the hands of Wu Lu, and there is only one name and one master in Dongyu Mountain, and that is Wu Lu.

And he just wants to be with the white clothes and live his whole life, but because he inherited the position of the Nine Sages, he has changed, yes, he has changed, he has become ruthless, he has become timid and fearful, and he has become cowardly, all of this is from Wu Lu's deterrence, from the shame that Wu Lu brought him.

"Alien, can you promise me one thing?"

"You say, but I won't agree."

Wei Yang calmly looked at the nightshade in front of him, although the other party was a request before he died, but Wei Yang did not meet the other party's wishes. Wishes before death. He's not a good man? Even the wishes of the enemy must be fulfilled with the help of the enemy.

"If you can see Baiyi, help me say I'm sorry, it's me who has failed her, not her."

Before Long Kui died, his eyes flashed with incomparable guilt, if he could figure this out in the early years, maybe, maybe he would rather lose the position of the Nine Sages, would rather lose his life, and would also protect the safety of Bai Yi, but, but it was too late, too late.

It is said that poor people must have something hateful, nightshade feels that he has lived a life, lives very pitiful, lives very humble, but it makes him feel even more hateful, the moment of death, nightshade feels that he has died well, he really deserves to die, and ends up smiling.

'Bump'

Lao Bai slammed his fist on the other party's head, looking at the nightshade in front of him that had lost his head and his vitality was dissipating, Lao Bai also shook his head slightly, and sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that Nightshade, one of the nine saints, would die in his hands. This was a result that he never dared to imagine before he met Wei Yang.

With the death of the nightshade, the flames of the old white demon beast's body all poured into the body of the nightshade, instantly incinerating the nightshade's monster body, leaving not even a trace, the hope that the monster beast dreamed of, the death of the corpse could not be realized, and the nightshade died too aggrieved.

"Lao Bai, return to the human body."

There was silence, there was silence all around, and there were no demon beasts that dared to choose to alarm the aliens in front of them at this time, for fear that the other party would fall on them.

It was this incomparable silence that made Wei Yang's words spread around, making all the demon emperors, demon kings, and even the surrounding demon beasts all look at Wei Yang in horror, and a thought lingers in their hearts: Hasn't this alien given up refining weapons?

Lao Bai returned to Wei Yang's side and directly broke away from the control of the demon beast body.

At the same time, except for the four saints of the outer realm, who were not in the circle, a flame suddenly appeared under the feet of all the demon beasts, and the faint flame like starlight instantly engulfed all the demon beasts. A miserable howl, one after another crazy and violent demon beasts, no, beast-shaped flames continued to be in the wall of fire, helping each other to collide together, rolling on the ground in embarrassment.

The scene in front of him made the hearts of the four saints of the outer regions twitch constantly, even if Lao Bai and Xiao Tian glanced at each other, they could see a touch of horror in their respective eyes.

"Condensation."

In the field, only Wei Yang was still calm, looking at the scene in front of him coldly, and said a word softly.

In an instant, countless flames began to merge, and the surrounding walls of fire also began to disappear, and in a moment, only the scorched black was left all over the ground, and the surrounding flames converged in one place, condensed into a red fire lotus, slowly suspended in mid-air, and stayed in front of Wei Yang.

Such a scene made the legs of the four saints of the outer region tremble constantly, and when Wei Yang's expressionless eyes fell on their bodies, they involuntarily prostrate on the ground, not daring to look at them, and they had no intention of being enemies in their hearts, only completely surrendering, for fear of provoking the other party's unhappiness, causing them to follow the nightshade.

It is too powerful, this person must not be an enemy of it, the four saints glanced at each other, and they all felt the same in their hearts. And in the boundless fear, there is a hope that as long as the other party can succeed, they would rather choose to give up their freedom than follow such a master, so that they can continue to move forward.

For the Four Saints of the Outer Regions, Wei Yang just glanced at it so coldly, what kind of thoughts the other party had, Wei Yang didn't want to know, but the other party's future was his business? The previous things made Wei Yang's heart even colder.

Although it doesn't matter if it is Sun Wukong, or Shentianbing and others, it seems that he has no resentment on the surface, but his heart has indeed been hit, and the exact performance is chilling, and he is really disheartened. ()

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