Chapter 642: The Demon Clan Helps

"Qinggu, let's go back first. Don't entangle with that kid, it's most important to attack the Demon King's Cave. ”

In the middle of the crowd, someone suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

After hearing this voice, the middle-aged woman hovered in mid-air, glared at Jiang Mo with a little unwillingness, and immediately withdrew the dust.

"Nephew, after you get out of the Demon King Cave Mansion, my aunt will clean up that kid for you!"

After speaking, the middle-aged woman rolled up her robe and took the young man away.

After these people left, there were bursts of exclamation in the crowd, and when they looked at Jiang Mo, some of them had admiring eyes, and some of them had gloating looks.

"Provoked the people of the Black Tiger Alliance, I'm afraid this guy will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die, right?"

"The Black Tiger Alliance is not so easy to mess with, the middle-aged woman just now, but with the cultivation of a five-star Martial Emperor, once the battle starts, this kid will definitely not be able to get any benefits!"

"Moreover, it is said that the middle-aged woman has an extremely good relationship with the leader of the Black Tiger Alliance. Zhao Hu, the leader of the Black Tiger Alliance, is also a true powerhouse of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor Dacheng!"

"Even if this kid doesn't die in the Demon King Cave Mansion, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the poisonous hands of the Black Tiger Alliance!"

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The sound of discussion made the monks present all remember Jiang Mo's young face, after all, not everyone has the courage and qualifications to fight with the Black Tiger Alliance!

Jiang Mo, who was the party concerned, didn't pay any attention to the threat of the Black Tiger Alliance, that guy called Zhao Hu, if he dared to provoke, Jiang Mo didn't mind letting him know what an iron plate was!

The crowd surged, hundreds of monks continued to advance, and another swordsman split the demon clan's poisonous mist, otherwise, I don't know how many Terran monks would have died in it.

Five powerhouses whose strength was in the six-star Martial Emperor rank shook the wings of Yuan Li and hovered in front of the Demon King Cave Mansion, only ten zhang away from the gate of the Demon King Cave Mansion.

"Old Demon King, if you are willing to open the gate and obediently send the treasure into our hands, maybe we can open the net and let your demon sons and grandsons live. ”

A man as thin as a monkey said with a strange smile.

"Respected Demon King, we came here, and I don't know how many brothers' lives have been costed. If you can't get anything, I'm afraid you'll have to tear down your Demon King Cave Mansion directly!"

"Brothers, you say, yes and no!"

"Big brother is right!"

"If we don't take out what we want, we're going to tear down your ruined temple!"

There was a jumble of laughter behind him.

At this moment, the old demon king finally walked out slowly.

"Hehe, you want to enter the old man's cave, but it's really hard work!"

The old demon king is more like a human race elder, and his whole body is full of the taste of being indisputable.

But Jiang Mo knows that the more demons like this, the more unscrupulous he will be when he kills people!

Don't look at this old demon king's kind eyes, but those who know the formation can feel the terrifying waves rippling out around here.

"Hehe, old demon king, if you know each other, hurry up and take your demon sons and grandsons and get out of this cave. In this way, the bloodline can still be preserved. We Terrans also have an ancient saying for you, which is called to stay in the green mountains, and you are not afraid of running out of firewood!" The man who was as thin as a monkey moved his wrist and made a clicking sound.

It seems that the Terran monks are already impatient to wait.

Jiang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, he already felt that the formation began to urge, maybe it was time to start killing!

"Very good, if this strong man is a strong man, the old man can think about it. But before that, as a demon king, you have to at least take everyone to fight, right?"

After finishing speaking, the old demon king's body, which seemed to be rickety, suddenly became erect, and his eyes became blood-red, and his skin became as hard as a rock.

"Be careful!"

Another brocade-robed man reminded him, and then the man who was as thin as a monkey felt a fierce sound of breaking wind in front of him.

The old demon king appeared in front of the thin man as if he were teleporting.

The palm, which was many times larger than that of ordinary people, reached out towards the thin man, so that the latter did not even have time to defend himself.

Bang!

The two slammed each other, and the old demon king suddenly burst out with terrifying combat power, and the thin man was knocked back with one palm.

"Old Demon King, your strength is not weak! It seems that we have to join forces!"

After the thin man was repelled by the old demon king's palm, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and after he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled a little hideously.

Everyone didn't know that the speed of this old demon king was so terrifying, almost reaching the realm of teleportation.

Jiang Mo, who was watching the battle from afar among ordinary monks, his eyes were slightly condensed, the speed of this old demon king could even be comparable to his own, even if he urged the ghost shadow to be lost, Jiang Mo was not confident that he would be able to completely get rid of him.

"It seems that among this demon clan, there is no shortage of strong people. And this is just the middle ground, if you go deeper, maybe the demon clan powerhouse you encounter will be even more tricky!"

Jiang Mo sighed secretly in his heart.

The Red Lian Snake has already returned to the Zichen space, and if it is still allowed to come forward at this time, I am afraid that the old demon king can seriously injure it with one palm.

Boom, boom, boom!

In front of the open space of the Demon King's Cave Mansion, several human race monks fought extremely fiercely with the old demon king, and the violent yuan force fluctuations raged, tearing the ground below into huge ravines.

"Bang!"

After the grappling time was about a stick of incense, the originally injured thin man was slammed on the Tianling cover by the old demon king, which directly caused him to fall on the spot.

As blood sprayed, the rest of the monks were even more cautious to avoid fighting the old demon king head-on.

However, Rao is like this, the cultivation of the old demon king's eight-star martial emperor is not something that a few six-star martial emperors can compete with.

After just three incense sticks, two more Terran monks were beaten to the point of vomiting blood and retreating.

The old demon king took advantage of the victory to pursue, but at this moment, Zhao Hu of the Black Tiger Alliance, along with several other leaders of top forces, swept out of the crowd.

"Let's meet the famous Demon King!"

A huge war hammer appeared in his hand, Zhao Hu wielded the war hammer, and smashed it out with a bang, and in an instant, the sound of wind and thunder was loud, and the sound of ten thousand horses galloping faintly came.

Seeing this, the old demon king stopped his pursuit, threw out a palm, and defended himself with the war hammer.

Suddenly, two terrifying waves dispersed, forcing several people around them to leave the battlefield.

Although the other leaders of the forces were not as good as Zhao Hu, they were all Seven-Star Martial Emperors, and between the few of them, they forcibly pressed the old demon king into the upper hand.

"Sir, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to hold on!"

The old demon king shouted loudly.

(End of chapter)