"The head of Qiqi, there is no trace of the Seven Nights Demon Lord."

"Sect Master Qiqi, I didn't find the body of the little devil of the Seven Nights Demon Lord!"

"Master, the big devil of the Seven Nights and the treasures he took away are all gone!"

Hundreds of righteous path disciples, under the arrangement of Dao Xuan Zhenren, Master Pu Hong, and Jin Guang, scattered to find the whereabouts of Ming Xiaoyang and the Heavenly Emperor's treasures.

The Death Swamp is certainly not small, but under the search of so many righteous path elites, the entire Death Swamp has been almost turned upside down, and it is still impossible to find anything.

In the end, only Qi Hao, Tian Ling'er, Zhang Xiaofan, and Lu Xueqi were left, and the team of four people had not returned.

Yan Chixia's family stood behind everyone in the righteous path, and Zhuge Liuyun and Ning Caichen, who had stayed in the Desperate Mountain Villa earlier, also came out.

Yan Hongye heard that she had not found Ming Xiaoyang's whereabouts for a long time, and her beautiful face showed a slight look of hope.

"Senior sister." Zhuge Liuyun stood beside Yan Hongye, he had already learned about his junior sister and the Seven Nights Demon Lord.

He couldn't have imagined that the person his sister loved was actually the Seven Nights Demon Lord, and he was already deeply rooted!

Looking at the silhouette of her sister stupidly, Zhuge Liuyun had countless words to say to her, but she couldn't say anything at all.

In the end, I could only call out with deep meaning.

Swish!

What Yan Hongye gave Zhuge Liuyun was her extremely cold eyes, and she said with a little impatience in her mouth: "I said, don't call me junior sister." ”

"Master, ......," Hearing Yan Hongye's answer, Zhuge Liuyun's body trembled, and he wanted to speak, but he was defeated and retreated under Yan Hongye's extremely cold eyes.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

The scattered disciples had already returned one after another, and after another incense stick had passed, there was finally a sound of footsteps in the distance.

Everyone followed the sound of their footsteps, and saw Tian Ling'er and others, who had not returned for a long time, returning.

It's just that there were four people when they went, and now only three of them are walking back on their own two legs!

Blood and dirt could be seen between the clothes of the three of them, and they were short of breath, and they knew that there was a vicious battle at a glance!

Qi Hao, the senior brother of Long Shoufeng, was carried on his shoulders by Zhang Xiaofan, his body was drooping, and there was a big hole in his chest, and he had no life at all.

The once righteous young man has now become a corpse.

Behind Zhang Xiaofan, Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi, two pairs of slender hands, reached out and carried a corpse back.

In the hands of this corpse, he also held a seven-foot-long halberd, with a handsome face and a little childishness.

Demon Lord of the Seven Nights!

On the Fang Tian painting halberd in the palm of the Seven Nights Demon Lord, drops of blood were dropping, and with the huge hole on Qi Hao's body, people could see at a glance what was going on.

When Qi Hao and the others discovered the Seven Nights Demon Lord, he still had his last breath, and with his last strength, he killed Senior Brother Long Shoufeng.

But after killing Qi Hao, he was no longer able to escape, consumed his last strength, and his life ended.

"Senior Brother Qi!"

Qi Hao has always had a very high prestige among the disciples of Longshou Peak, and when he saw Qi Hao die, more than ten fellow disciples rushed out and snatched Qi Hao's body from Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder.

At the same time, countless people were glaring at the corpse of the Seven Nights Demon Monarch who was carried back by Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi, and they couldn't wait to break him into pieces now.

"Seven Nights." Seeing her lover's body being carried back, Yan Hongye's face turned pale, and she took steps towards Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi.

"Amitabha." Master Puhong, Jin Guang, and Dao Xuan Zhenren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Ming Xiaoyang's corpse returning. Master Puhong even folded his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, "Good, good!" ”

"Hahaha." When Jin Guang saw Ming Xiaoyang's corpse, he couldn't control it anymore and laughed out loud.

The piercing laughter ushered in Yan Hongye's extremely angry eyes.

Although Dao Xuan Zhenren pressed himself, his withered body also trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curvade.

Seven nights and one death, the demon dragons have no leader.

Even if the righteous path doesn't do anything, you can sit back and watch the demon path kill each other in order to compete for the position of overlord.

What's more, they also got the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury!

Thinking like this, Dao Xuan Zhenren subconsciously glanced at the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house, which was split into two halves, and the countless treasures in the treasure house had been scattered.

The small half of the treasure house that was originally swept away by Ming Xiaoyang fell dozens of zhang away, while the other half was behind Daoxuan Zhenren and others.

The three major forces of the righteous path divided the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor, which was enough to bring the power to a higher level.

Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi and others passed by the small Heavenly Emperor's treasure house with Qiye, but what no one noticed was that the eyes of these two women were a little dull.

In the depths of the eyebrows, there was a faint trace of demonic energy!

Zhang Xiaofan, who was walking in front, if it weren't for the fact that he was too inconspicuous, and was ignored by countless people in Qingyunmen, then someone must have been able to find that his body was trembling all the time, and his ordinary cheeks were covered with sweat the size of soybeans.

Swish!

In front of the small half of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house, there were already people guarding it, and several Xuanxin Authentic Sect disciples blocked the entrance to the treasure house.

Seeing the body of the Seven Nights Demon Lord carrying in front of him and the others, the expressions of these people all showed a bit of happiness.

I can't wait to humiliate the other party's corpse now!

But at this moment, an accident happened!

Ming Xiaoyang, who was originally holding Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light swept through.

Then, the whole person jumped up, and the long-silent Yiyi sword jumped from the ground, as if sensing the return of his master, and turned into a sharp sword light.

Poof!

Ming Xiaoyang's move was extremely fast, and before everyone could understand what was going on, he had already dodged in front of the small half of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand swept across, recovering a little bit of demonic energy surge, and several Xuan Xin Authentic Sect disciples only saw the face of the Seven Nights Demon Lord with a frivolous smile, and they were stopped and cut off by Fang Tian's Painting Halberd.

Hot blood splattered, and corpses fell to the ground.

"What!"

"How daring!"

"Seven Nights, you mean!"

…………

Everyone couldn't have imagined that the Seven Nights Demon Lord would actually come back from the dead, and even more wanted to take away the small half of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house, and they shouted in shock.

And Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi stood there stupidly as if they hadn't noticed Ming Xiaoyang's departure at all.

"What a cunning little devil!" After Dao Xuan Zhenren was stunned, a cloud of anger surged in his heart, and he dodged out, wanting to fight with Ming Xiaoyang.

"You guys get on!" Tian Ling'er and the three of them had already fallen for Ming Xiaoyang's trick of confusing their hearts, and carried him back obediently.

Seeing Dao Xuan Zhenren coming forward, Ming Xiaoyang immediately ordered the three of them, ordering these three to entangle Dao Xuan Zhenren and buy time for themselves!

The pitch-black demonic qi diffused from Ming Xiaoyang's body, rolling up the treasure house of the Little Half Heavenly Emperor, wanting to escape!