"Hahaha, Marquis Ben thought he had seen a real Terran hero!"

"Unexpectedly, it is also a rat generation without courage, and for the sake of a small treasure, he let go of the enemy!"

"No wonder for so many years, the human race has been suppressed by my holy race, and it can't raise its head!"

"I think of my holy clan, love and hate clearly, and I will never give up my principles because of a treasure. ”

"The enemy who deserves to be killed, whoever it is, he will die!"

A purple-robed ghost clan walked out, clasped his arms over his chest, and laughed sarcastically.

Seeing this ghost clan appear, the rest of the ghost clan also let out bursts of laughter.

"The human race seems to be harmonious on the surface, but in fact, for the sake of competing interests, it is also killing heads and bleeding in private!"

"They're not that noble at all!"

"What you say about fighting for your homeland, in my opinion, is simply a joke!"

Those ghost clans all smiled coldly.

"Thank you for not killing!"

The Buddhist monk walked up to Jiang Mo, folded his hands, and respectfully performed a secular etiquette.

Although there was still that fierce look on his face, his attitude had changed a lot.

The nightmare-like experience just now, coupled with the advice of the man in red, he probably knew that this white-haired man had extremely terrifying strength.

Enough to kill him!

"It's just bartering, you don't have to say thanks. ”

"But don't worry, I won't be provoked by those ghost clans, no matter what, at least we are still compatriots of the same clan!"

"We should fight against foreign enemies!"

Jiang Mo said flatly.

"Hahaha, it's still Your Excellency. I just hate that this is not a battlefield, otherwise, we will join forces and kill these ghost clans without leaving a piece of armor!" said the man in red loudly.

Although he is the young master of Kujia City, this man in red has also been in the battlefield of Northern Xinjiang for nearly ten years, and the strong people of the ghost clan who have been killed are at the earl level alone, and they can't be counted on two hands.

Therefore, he naturally hated the alien race, how could he see the ghost race so provocative?

"Humph!"

"After entering the Nine Songs Demon Dao, this marquis has the means to clean you up!" the marquis of the ghost clan snorted heavily.

A ghost clan with long hands and feet, but an unusually short body, suddenly jumped out, landed in front of the marquis-level ghost clan, stretched out a finger, and shouted to Jiang Mo: "Do you think that you are sure of the quota for entering the Nine Songs Demon Dao?"

"If you beat me, you're qualified!"

This ghost clan is from the Liuyan tribe, and he is very aggressive and fierce by nature, even if he just saw Jiang Mo suppressing the Buddhist monk strongly, he was not afraid at all.

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

The character of this ghost clan, he is really a little unsure.

Are you so afraid of death?

However, the marquis-level ghost clan at the head was from the ghost clan of the Liuyan tribe, and he pressed it.

"With your strength, face him head-on, there is no chance of winning. ”

"If you enter the Nine Songs Demon Dao, you still have a few chances. ”

When the celebrity rock ghost clan heard this, his hands and feet, which were disproportionate to his body, immediately retracted, stared at Jiang Mo, and said coldly: "Then let your head be on your neck and stay for a while." ”

"Once you enter the Nine Songs Demon Dao, I will take it down myself!"

Facing the threat of this ghost clan, Jiang Mo smiled and said, "Accompany me at any time." ”

Thundered!

At this time, the Jiuqutong Valley trembled even more, and layers of energy ripples, like water waves, diffused from inside.

"Here we go!"

"The Nine Songs Demon Dao has been opened!"

Guan Xie's eyes became solemn, he walked to Jiang Mo's side, and said, "If you want to break through the Nine Songs Demon Dao, you don't necessarily rely on brute force. Sometimes, you have to use some wisdom. ”

"Thank you for informing. Jiang Mo nodded.

"Your Excellency is also an alchemist, and you should have a strong control over flames. ”

"Therefore, I will open the Demon Path from Fire for Your Excellency, for Your Excellency, that Demon Path is the safest!" Guan Xie finished speaking, his palm prints staggered, and he immediately bombarded the door of the light curtain at the mouth of the valley.

Immediately after, a demonic path wrapped in flames clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Even if you can't get the holy spring, you must save your life. After all, many strong people who have entered the Nine Songs Demon Dao will find it difficult to take the Dao Holy Spring in one go!"

When Jiang Mo was about to step into the Fire Separation Demon Path, Guan Xie was still reminding.

"I know it. ”

Jiang Mo nodded with a smile.

Unexpectedly, this guy looks fierce and vicious in front of others.

He was sincere to Jiang Mo.

Then, Jiang Mo stepped into the Fire Demon Path.

Suddenly, the billowing flames surged, enveloping his body, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

"You've already decided on the order, and now, I'm going to open the remaining eight demon paths, so you can enter on your own. ”

For these strong people, Guan Xie lost patience.

After opening the rest of the demon path, he didn't care.

Eight strong men walked out and entered the demon path one after another.

For a while, the rolling energy ripples rippled in the valley, blowing those ancient trees that had grown for hundreds of thousands of years.

After the nine powerhouses all stepped into the demon path, the door of the light curtain was completely closed.

The remaining powerhouses retreated to the outside world to wait, and only Guan Xie was left quietly boiling medicine here.

It is not for nothing that he can be so loved by the Emperor of Jiuqu.

He used all the time that others spent cultivating to refine medicine.

After a while, a young man dressed in white with only one arm appeared behind Guan Xie like a ghost.

"Big ...... Senior brother, why did you get out of the customs?" Seeing this one-armed man, Guan Xie trembled, and almost overturned the alchemy furnace.

The one-armed man is the great disciple of the Jiuqu Emperor, and it is said that he cultivated too hard back then, and every day his master had to attack him tens of thousands of times to exercise his reaction ability.

It's a pity that one time later, the Emperor Jiuqu was drunk and accidentally cut off one of his arms, Qi Gen.

It is said that the monk has a strong ability to recover, as long as the bleeding is stopped in time and a special ointment is applied, the severed arm can be reborn.

However, the attack of the Jiuqu Great Emperor was so powerful that the arm of this great disciple was completely scrapped and could not grow at all.

However, since then, the practice of this great disciple has become more and more diligent, day after day.

In the end, he became a generation of powerhouses!

Three years ago, he had killed a duke-level ghost clan!

"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people. The one-armed young man smiled.

"What do you think, that guy, how is the talent?"

Guan Xie looked at his senior brother, and after a while, he said, "Among all the geniuses I have seen, only senior brother can compare to him!"

In fact, Guan Xie's words were a bit against his will, because what he really thought in his heart was that even the talent of the senior brother was not as good as that guy.

Of course, the current combat power is naturally stronger than the senior brother!

"Ahh

Entering the Fire Demon Path, Jiang Mo sneezed loudly, then took out the wind and dust bead and looked at it carefully......

(End of chapter)