As Yang Yifei walked out of the sea of fire and approached the crowd of demons, the pressure on the people in the demons became more and more intense, and they involuntarily retreated with him.

In the crowd, Yang Yifei's gaze met the ghost king, and the ghost king nodded imperceptibly, in fact, the main goal today is to kill the bloodsucking old demon and the hundred poison son, the two high-end combat power of the ten thousand poison gates.

Duanmu Tie has always been a loner, but he has a good personal relationship with the vampire old demon and the hundred poisons, but he has nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, so there is no need to kill him.

Of course, when he launches a unified war in the future, if Duanmu Tie doesn't know what to do, it won't be too late to kill him when the time comes, but if he knows the current affairs, the strength of the Ghost King Sect will naturally increase greatly.

The status of the bloodsucking old demon and the hundred poison sons is equivalent to Shangguan Ce and Lu Shun of the Burning Incense Valley, the first seat of the seven veins of the Qingyun Sect, and belongs to the top part of the sect's combat power.

With their death, the top combat power of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was only the Poison God himself, and those elders were weaker than the bloodsucking old demons and the hundred poisonous sons after all.

It is because of the turmoil in Liubo Mountain that they have planned so far, the purpose can be regarded as achieving most of it, as long as they destroy those elite disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Immortal Hall who are lurking in the forest at this time, and then kill some righteous path people, it will be considered a complete success.

As for those remnants of the Blood Refining Hall and scattered cultivators, there is no need to slaughter them again, these people will be the property of the Ghost King Sect in the future.

At that moment, the ghost king shouted: "Do it." ”

When he shouted, a scream suddenly came from behind the righteous path monks, and everyone was shocked, only to see several young disciples of the righteous path standing behind, with heavy injuries, staggering out of the darkness, covered in blood, and hissed: "There are people from the Demon Sect behind." ”

In the darkness, in the ancient forest, there seemed to be countless poignant laughter, and the faces of Tian Buyi and the others changed greatly.

Since the ghost king and others appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by those old monsters, but the people in the demon sect were scheming, but secretly sent people to outflank the back road, hiding in the forest, at this time, they suddenly attacked, and they were caught off guard.

Only at this moment, the light in the forest flickered, and countless magic weapons flew out to kill, and the righteous monks fought back one after another.

But firstly, there were surprises, and secondly, there were far more demon cultists than they imagined, and they were at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Yang Yifei shouted angrily: "What a group of despicable and shameless demonic demons still have the face to accuse me of plotting a sneak attack. ”

The ghost king said neatly: "Since Your Excellency calls us demonic demons, isn't it natural for us to plot a sneak attack?" Your Excellency, as a righteous and righteous person, is truly despicable and shameless to act in this way. ”

Hearing the words of the Ghost King, the people in the surrounding Demon Dao only felt that their hearts were very happy, yes, the Demon Dao Demon Dao has no taboos, isn't this the consensus of your righteous path?

However, they were still very jealous of Yang Yifei, and Duanmu Tie shouted when he saw this: "This guy has just used a lot of means, presumably the consumption is already quite large, everyone is side by side, and he is killed to avenge the hundred poisonous Taoist friends and bloodsucking Taoist friends." ”

"Kill ......"

For a while, the colorful magic weapon was sacrificed by all the people in the Demon Dao, and they all bombarded Yang Yifei and killed.

However, to their horror, Yang Yifei suddenly disappeared in place, and all the magic weapons were empty.

An angry shout came from afar: "Very good, Ghost King Sect, I remember you, I hope you can withstand my anger." ”

The elites of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect brought by the Hundred Poison Sons and the Vampire Old Demon around them, one by one, in the anger and horror of the fall of the old man in the gate, a little bit of schadenfreude rose.

When the Hundred Poisons were fighting with the other party, the people of the Ghost King Sect actually stood by and watched, although it was because the other party's killing move was too sudden and the rescue was too late, but when they saw the Hundred Poisons fall into the disadvantage, they could have attacked each other together.

After all, just like the ghost king said before, they are demons, do they still talk to each other about the rules of the rivers and lakes? Just because they didn't act decisively, the result was the tragic death of Bai Poison.

Although they knew that this was not to blame on the head of the Ghost King Sect, but something had happened, and there must be a person who carried the pot, and they couldn't afford it themselves, so they had to throw the pot to the Ghost King, otherwise no one would be able to withstand the wrath of the poison god.

Now it's okay, the Ghost King Sect is hated by this evil star, the so-called is not afraid of thieves stealing, just afraid of thieves, being remembered by such a evil star, so can there be a good one?

In the future, the Ghost King Sect will have to pay attention to the sky at all times when walking, because I don't know when a meteorite from outside the sky will fall down and burn them to ashes.

The people in the Demon Dao looked at the Ghost King quietly, and when they saw that his face was gloomy, the schadenfreude in their hearts was a little greater.

I only heard him grit his teeth and say in a deep voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, at this time, the people in the righteous path have been surrounded, and it is a heaven-sent opportunity to destroy them. ”

"That person didn't dare to compete with you, it can be seen that Duanmu Ancestor is right, the other party has consumed a lot at this time, and it is impossible to use such a means again, it is the time for us to avenge the two Taoist friends."

Duanmu Tie's spirit perked up, and he shouted: "What the Sect Master of the Ghost King said is extremely true, everyone, the two Taoist friends have fallen, and it is not easy for you to explain to the poison god when you go back, unless you go back with that kid's head, don't hesitate, let's go up!" ”

At this time, the sea of fire gradually subsided, Duanmu Tie shouted, and went over there to kill, and the other Ten Thousand Poison Sect elites no longer hesitated, and rushed behind Duanmu Tie with magic weapons.

Naturally, the ghost king and the others couldn't just talk and not practice, but they also flew over there, but when they approached the place of the melee, they took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the chaotic battlefield, and their bodies turned and flew away in the other direction.

At this time, in the woods, the Ghost King Sect, which was originally hidden, also quietly withdrew from the forest when the melee began, without attracting anyone's attention.

In the entire forest, there were only two factions left, the Ten Thousand Poison Gate and the Immortal Hall, mixed with a small number of demonic path cultivators.

At this time, the situation was chaotic, as if there were people in the Demon Sect everywhere in the darkness, and there would be a murderous magic weapon flying out anytime and anywhere, and the people in the righteous path fell into a bitter battle, and the muffled screams were endless.

Yang Yifei teleported into the air, avoiding the combined strike of dozens of demonic path people, and after shouting the words that resounded through the battlefield, he turned around and pounced on the side of the righteous path camp, and released two large fireballs towards the forest in mid-air.

"Boom"

The fireball exploded, and two screams came from the forest, Yang Yi flew to Baguio's side, threw her a +3 thunder magic staff, and changed his hand to the judgment of the mage suit weapon Tarasya, shooting out a series of magic spells at the forest that flew out of the magic weapon.

The staff in Baguio's hand was a two-handed long wooden staff, and when the staff started, she found that her magic power had increased greatly, and after shooting a few chain lightning bolts, Baguio leaned her back against Yang Yifei and said angrily: "Master, you didn't give me this kind of magic weapon earlier, and you still hid it." ”

Yang Yifei said helplessly: "This is for your own good, you are a girl, carrying a stick longer than yourself all day long, what are you like?" ”

Baguio thought about it, she just imagined that picture, and she shuddered, that picture was so beautiful, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Then she stared at the short staff in Yang Yifei's hand and said, "What about the one in your hand?" ”

Yang Yifei blasted a magic weapon that shot at this side with a big fireball, and rolled his eyes when he heard this: "You want to be beautiful, this is the heirloom of the teacher, which is equivalent to the token of the head of the big faction, and it is passed on to men but not women." ”

Baguio: "......"