Wan Long was furious, and smashed the tables and chairs made of green oka stone with all his might, and the dust was flying. He stood up and said, "Xiao'er is arrogant, he dares to treat the Wanhua Sect as if he were nothing, it seems that he wants to kill you in person." ”

"Send a message to the seventy-two earth demons, and let them go to the immortal tomb with this seat, and break the body of this little beast who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth into ten thousand pieces. ”

Seventy-two Earth Demons are the strongest combat power of the Wanhua Sect, composed of seventy-two Infant Realm powerhouses, and every time they go out, they will cause a terrifying killing, and this time the Wanhua Sect is going to move seriously.

After a stick of incense, Wan Long led the seventy-two earthly demons across the galaxy and went to the immortal tomb to ambush the Yun Emperor, and the news had spread throughout the immortal tomb, and even some religions in the Pure Land of the Past Life knew about it.

"Emperor Yun is too young, it's not good to provoke anyone, he wants to provoke the powerhouse of the Wanhua Sect, this time it's up to him how to escape. ”

"I'm obedient, the seventy-two earth demons have been dispatched, do the powerhouses of the Wanhua Sect want to overturn the immortal tomb, if they just come to kill the Cloud Emperor, it will be too public. ”

"Indeed, the seventy-two Earth Demons represent the strongest combat power of the Wanhua Sect, and such a formation is too terrifying, and the Cloud Emperor is afraid that he will not even dare to show his face. ”

"It is said that the Cloud Emperor has entered the Eighth Immortal Mountain, I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he hears this news. ”

The monks who grabbed the treasure in the immortal tomb talked a lot, they did not enter the eighth immortal mountain, that place is a forbidden place, and if they go, they will be sent to death, it is better to search for opportunities in the immortal tomb.

When night fell, a round of moon climbed into the sky, and the holy light sprinkled, shining on the devastated territory, the killing contained in this territory was much weaker, and the strong people led by the dry elders had consumed most of their spiritual energy, and they didn't have too much energy to rush to kill.

"Elder, the Cloud Emperor Xiao'er has entered the Eighth Immortal Mountain, should we quit, this place is too weird. ”

A strong man spoke, they have been trapped in the formation for dozens of days, not only has most of the spiritual energy in their bodies been consumed, but they have not entered a drop of water, if they are entangled, I am afraid they will fall.

Elder Kuten's eyes were full of slaughter, but he didn't expect that he would be wise and would end up in the hands of a little beast, which was simply a great shame.

If he didn't kill Yunhuang Xiao'er with his own hands, it would be difficult for him to swallow this breath.

"Rest for a quarter of an hour!"

These immortal patterns are too weird, and if you only know that you are on a rampage, it will be difficult to leave this place, and you must come up with a solution.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, and several people raised their hands to collect the clothes on their bodies, and instantly became vigilant, and they felt a sense of murder.

"What kind of person, don't pretend to be a ghost, the old lady Wanhua Sect is withering, and she will come out quickly to lead her death. ”

Ku Xun stood up and roared, the killing machine in the void was very strong, and it should be a supreme powerhouse.

"Quack!"

An eerie laugh rang out, and the moon was obscured by blood-colored clouds, and the spilled light turned blood-colored, as scarlet as blood.

A young man in a red robe stepped into the air, his eyes flashing scarlet, and his face was covered with cracks, like bloodshots, and he looked terrifying.

"Son of Wildfire!"

Elder Kuten's face changed slightly, he had seen the Son of the Wildfire Saint once, but he was not at all terrifying now. Today's Wildfire Saint Son is like a bloodthirsty madman, and his aura is very weird.

"What do you want to do, the powerhouse of the Wanhua Sect will be killed soon, you'd better leave as soon as possible, don't kill yourself. ”

Regarding the threat of the withered elder, the Wild Fire Saint Son did not take it to heart, and said fiercely: "When this seat slaughters you, you will completely turn into a blood demon." ”

"I know you want to kill that little beast of the Cloud Emperor, as long as you sacrifice your blood, I will break him into pieces. ”

Elder Ku Xun snorted coldly: "The old man still got some chance against the sky, but I didn't expect it to be just an ant who was willing to fall into the devil's path, and everyone shot together to kill it." ”

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the shouts of killing swept through the Eight Desolations, and several surging and unparalleled divine power were rampant, and the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect made a move, and they wanted to kill the Wildfire Holy Son.

"I can't help myself. ”

The body of the Wildfire Holy Son shook slightly, and he struck out in an instant, his speed was as fast as lightning, leaving a series of phantoms in the void, and his movements were not visible at all.

"Whew!"

In just the blink of an eye, the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect turned into a skeleton.

"It's so comfortable, that's the power of the strong. ”

The Son of Wildfire felt that his whole body was transparent, he liked this kind of domineering killing, and the gods blocked and killed the gods.

Some time ago, he took away the Demon Emperor's root bone, and after penetrating the divine pattern on it, he kept killing monks, and finally cultivated into a blood demon, with an immortal body, as long as there is blood, he can survive.

"Yunhuang Xiao'er, this seat has endured you for a long time, don't think that you can steal your life by escaping into the Eighth Immortal Mountain, I want to make your life worse than death. ”

His body turned into a puddle of plasma, and he rushed towards the Eighth Immortal Mountain quickly, so fast that it made people smack their tongues.

In the early morning of the next day, the depths of the immortal tomb were completely chaotic.

"Look, everyone, that monster has reappeared, and in just a few days, thousands of monks have already fallen, but I didn't expect him to dare to kill even the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect. ”

"What's that?"

"It seems that the monster stayed, and he entered the Eighth Immortal Mountain. ”

"Could it be that he is going for the Cloud Emperor, let's follow up and take a look. ”

Recently, the matter of the Blood Demon has completely overshadowed the Cloud Emperor, and many people are talking about this matter, although the Eighth Immortal Mountain is not a forbidden place, but now they can't take care of it so much, in order to see a strong expedition, they don't even want their lives.

Wan Long rushed to the depths of the immortal tomb with the seventy-two earthly demons, and when he saw the skeletons on the ground, the anger in his eyes flickered even more.

"Little brute, you are too arrogant, you have repeatedly killed the strong people of our clan, and you will not be broken into thousands of pieces, and it is difficult to understand the hatred in your heart. ”

He didn't stay, and continued to kill towards the Eighth Immortal Mountain, this time he must kill the Yun Emperor, and he must not be allowed to go unpunished.

In the Eighth Immortal Mountain, Emperor Yun and the others came to a towering attic, this attic was very majestic, and there was a brilliant halo around it, as if it had been countless years old.

"What's so strange about this attic?"

Seeing that Yunhuang stared at the attic, Ye Qingdie asked with some confusion.

The Cloud Emperor did not answer, and took out the Demon Barrier Bead from the space he carried with him. As soon as the Demon Barrier Bead appeared, it rushed out in an instant, landing on the top of the attic, and sprinkled a large curtain of light, enveloping this attic.

Ye Qingdie and Xue Ruoyi didn't know the purpose of the White Cloud Emperor at all, and looked at him in puzzlement.

"Buzz!"

The Cloud Emperor was still speechless, because there was no need for him to explain.

The Eighth Immortal Mountain shook, and the mist from the mountainside slowly dispersed, revealing its original appearance, and there were ancient palaces standing on the mountain, swallowing mountains and rivers.