Xu Mu's big plan was directly denied by the Young Lord of the Burning Sky and the others!

Of course.

The young master of the burning sky did not say strongly, silly X, can you be sober? We are opening up the wasteland, not going to the dungeon, we must be cautious, be cautious, can we restrain a little?

All he could say was...

Brother Yan!

We're not here to fight!

Although a few of us are very good, here, it is obvious that we can't be awesome anymore.

Stop stimulating our hearts, okay?

What else can Xu Mu say?

"You're the boss, I'll stick to you first, it's a big deal I'll go back and brush it myself!"

Only then did the young master of the Burning Sky breathe a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid that Xu Mu doesn't know the height of the sky, so he has to find that terrifying demon king to fight, and the young master of the burning sky is helpless.

As soon as the middle age of the red shadow died, the other illusory figures almost all disappeared, as if their lives were tied to the middle age of the red shadow.

Along the way, the state of the ancient well was restored.

And Xu Mu didn't know about it.

At this time, someone got angry.

That's the Horror Demon King, of course.

Somewhere in front of Xu Mu and them, among a large mountain of red clouds, there was a lonely palace.

If you look closely, you can see that this palace is impressively made of white bones.

When you look at it with the naked eye, a chill breeds!

The Demon King of Terror is in a rage.

"Catch someone and send me alive, I want to see who dares to kill my subordinates of the Horror Demon King in the Land of Soul Eater!"

Below.

There were more than a dozen red figures, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Seeing the Horror Demon King's big hand, he didn't turn around, and slowly bent over and walked out.

"Humph!"

The Horror Demon King snorted coldly, his eyes filled with endless frost and madness.

Someone is in his territory, killing his little brother?

This is unbearable!

Who is he? He's the Demon King of Horrors!

He's the first Soul Eater, the first Yin Soul to become powerful!

As for the memories before his death, in the endless years, the Terror Demon King has lost his memory, killing and devouring, giving him too much impact, the washing of time, so that he will not be the same as before, the current Terror Demon King is like a powder keg, a word is wrong, it may trigger his murderous intention, which is also the reason why his subordinates are trembling and very afraid.

I'm afraid of being affected and dying of hatred!

In the eyes of the Horror Demon King, my little brother, how I want to pinch to death, how to pinch to death!

Do you dare to move?

Then give Lao Tzu death!

Closing his eyes, the soul power of the terrifying demon king emanated, and in the gap above the palace, a very special energy continued to flow down for him to absorb.

...

...

A group of red figures weaved through the mist.

Their eyes flashed red, and the ancient talismans in the mist seemed to be nothing in their eyes, because they could see clearly, even if the distance was not long, it was enough for them to think of this place as their home.

"Someone has triggered the Ancient Talisman!

A red shadow suddenly showed a sinister smile.

The faces of the rest of the red shadows suddenly turned hideous.

"Outsiders for sure!"

"I really want to kill them, so that we were summoned by the Horror Demon King, and I almost scared this seat to death just now, for fear that the Demon King will eat me!"

"Who's not, these damned outsiders!"

"Let's go, since they dare to kill our partners, let them fall into endless pain, Lord Demon King's soul devouring technique is the most painful punishment in the world!"

Whoosh.

One after another, the red figures went straight to the place where the ancient talisman was triggered.

And at this moment.

The blood knife group was quite embarrassed.

The sudden wave of impact just now made them stop in place, although there were no casualties, but it also made the face of the blood knife very ugly.

The old man in front of him had a very blurry face.

Blood Knife tried his best to calm his voice and said, "Old Li, are you okay?"

The old man of the Thousand Machine Gate was dull for a while, and then said with a wry smile, "There are many crises here, and the cost of divination is too great, and the old man needs to breathe!"

The Blood Knife took a deep breath and said, "Then rest in place!"

The old man of the Thousand Machine Gate hummed, and then there was no sound.

The Blood Knife and his party waited quietly in place.

Before they came, they were prepared to fight hard, so no one was impatient.

But...

Soon the unexpected happened.

All around, at this time, there was a strange sneer.

At the same time, the Blood Knife and his party felt that they were like a mang on their backs, as if they were having some kind of knife, gesturing to cut a knife on their body.

The blood knife was shocked, and he was just about to speak, but the next moment, an indescribable impact instantly overwhelmed all of them.

A few monks snorted, and the other monks were shocked, but when they looked around, they couldn't see a single hair, and they suddenly panicked even more.

"Defense!!"

The hair of the blood knife stood on end, and he immediately roared wildly.

The preparations made before coming are now useful, and each of the monks took out a palm-sized disc, and the power was injected into it, and a faint rain cover spread up.

The Blood Knife breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still solemn.

Then, I heard a series of murderous voices.

"Stubborn resistance!

"No wonder you can kill Red Thirteen, you people are very strong!"

"If you are honest, the Lord of the Terror Demon King may not take care of you, but unfortunately, you killed Red Thirteen!"

"Sins are unforgivable!"

"Whoever kills the Terror Demon King will have to pay the price!"

An even more terrifying wave of attacks surged towards the Blood Knife group, it was a pure spiritual impact, and one after another wails seemed to explode in the depths of their souls, making even a few old people of the Eternal True God change color in shock.

Although to see the enemy.

But the blood knife is also confused.

the!

What the hell are you talking about chicken feathers?

Who is Red Thirteen?

When did Lao Tzu kill Red Thirteen?

What the hell is the Terror Demon King?

You're looking for the wrong person, aren't you?

With a shake all over his body, the blood knife immediately shouted bitterly, "Fellow Daoists, there is a misunderstanding here, we haven't seen any Red Thirteen, let alone killed him!"

A sneer came from the mist, "Joke! You didn't kill it, could it be that Red Thirteen committed suicide? Or is there anyone else besides you? Hmph, quibbling is useless, let's be honestly tied up!"

The Blood Knife almost vomited blood.

It's so hard to explain!

How did Red Thirteen die? Who killed it? Who threw such a big black cauldron to Lao Tzu's back?

You're kind of standing up, and I'm going to kill you.0-0...

(End of chapter)