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There is no research on appearance, but from this point, Cheng Jun can basically conclude that these people are by no means the emperors and grandsons of the Heavenly Demon Palace, but they are also by no means ordinary demon clans, and I am afraid they also have a deep origin.

One of them, covered with a thick robe and cloak, could not see his face clearly, his body shook from time to time, and he seemed to be very weak and in great pain, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

A middle-aged man hurriedly helped him to sit on a square stone, and asked nervously and concernedly, "Young master, how are you?"

"Defenseless ~ cough cough ......" the man's weak voice.

Another Qingli woman looked around, turned her head to the middle-aged man, and said: "Elder, the Qingqiu Demon Tomb is in the world, and the ancient tower has surfaced, I'm afraid the seal has ......."

The middle-aged man immediately interrupted the woman's voice, "How can they easily break the ancient seal, now is not the time to say this, I finally found the young master, let's hurry back to Buzhou Mountain and help him survive this catastrophe, otherwise we will miss the opportunity and regret it too late!"

Hearing this, Cheng Jun was stunned, "What is the origin of these people? They are not even interested in the Shenzang of the Qingqiu Demon Tomb! They don't seem to pay any attention to that group of strong people! Isn't this the name of an ancient place in ancient China? Could it be that there is such a place in the Xuanjie world?"

He was frowning as he was thinking, when suddenly the middle-aged man screamed, "Who is it?"

The sound was like a bell, Cheng Jun shook at that time, and his feet were a little weak, just when he thought he was discovered by them, several black-clothed people flashed out, and the two sides immediately stood against each other.

"It turned out to be a false alarm!" Cheng Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quietly looked over, but when he saw the clothes of several people, his heart suddenly became nervous again, those few people in black turned out to be the strong men of the Black Witch of the Southern Wilderness.

He recognized one of them, it was the young man in black who had taken away the witch at that time, because he still remembered that when the young man left, he looked back coldly, sweeping like a knife.

In the night attack on the Taiquan Sect, the black witch also paid the price, with heavy casualties. Now that they are in the Eastern Wilderness in a different place, they are weak compared to other forces, but they didn't expect that this group of people has not all retreated, is it also coveting the Qingqiu Demon Tomb?

Cheng Jun was thinking about it, the middle-aged man's sleeve robe was no longer windless, and there were already bursts of energy fluctuating in his hands, and his fingers were wisps of white silk, revealing a little cold light, "Hmph! You ~ are you from the Black Witch of the Southern Wilderness?"

The middle-aged man obviously recognized them as well, and seemed to hate this group of black-clothed people very much, and Cheng Jun heard the gnashing of his teeth from his words.

The young man in black stared at the fingers of the middle-aged man's robe, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he turned his head and flashed, "Let's go! We are not his opponents!"

Brushing it, all the people in black retreated in panic, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Why didn't the elder take advantage of this to clean them up?" the young woman asked abruptly.

"It's not the time yet, sooner or later I'll find them to settle the old grudges!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked at the place where Cheng Jun was hiding, "Little friend, you don't have to hide!"

Hearing this, Cheng Jun almost fell to the ground, he thought he was hiding deep enough, and he didn't want to be discovered by this person earlier. Even the black-clothed young man and the black witch powerhouse turned around and left when they saw it, which shows that the middle-aged man's cultivation is terrifying.

It seemed that he couldn't run away, Cheng Jun simply walked out and said respectfully: "Senior, I just happened to pass by here, and I didn't ...... it."

At the same time, the weak man's whole body suddenly glowed green, and strange tattoos appeared on his forehead, very similar to the demon inscriptions on the ancient pagoda.

The middle-aged man hurriedly picked up the man, and before Cheng Jun finished speaking, he took a few people to take off, "Xiaoyou, this is not the place you should come, let's go!"

And at this moment, on the side of the ancient hall of the demon tower, a dazzling brilliance suddenly rushed out, shining so brightly that all the powerhouses couldn't open their eyes.

"Xianzhen!" The purple-clothed demon girl was the first to rush over, and everyone jumped like chicken blood, reaching out to grab it like crazy, but one by one, it fell short, and the brilliance was like a page of painting, and it automatically soared out, and it disappeared in a flash, and it was several miles away when it reappeared.

Flowing with endless blue light, dots of text looming like stars, Cheng Jun found that the brilliance was flying in his direction like an aurora.

Followed by a group of big demons and cultivator powerhouses, Cheng Jun's heart jumped straight up, he didn't know whether he was happy or worried, and several middle-aged people suddenly stopped there, their eyes were full of surprise.

Boom, the inscription on it shone so brightly that all around it was as bright as day, and when it was near, the brilliance shrank sharply into a grain of rice, but with the momentum of lightning that could not be concealed, it turned around and imprinted between the weak man's eyebrows, and disappeared in an instant.

It turned out to be an empty joy, and Cheng Jun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But when he saw the weak man, his eyes suddenly turned red like blood, and his whole body glowed, and the dense points of light were like tadpoles shuttling through him.

A stream of vicious blood spurted from his mouth, green runes kept flowing from his face, and the weak man gritted his teeth in pain, his lips trembled, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Obviously in great pain, the middle-aged man hurriedly pointed a few fingers at him, but there was a hint of joy on his face.

At this time, several strong people also rushed here, and when they saw that the divine treasure had submerged into the foreheads of others, they were immediately furious.

"Where did a group of ants come from, I don't know if they are alive or dead!"

"Hand it over, spare you from dying!"

Seeing the weak man's painful appearance, one person said angrily: "We have worked hard for so long, and we have fulfilled this sick ghost for no reason!"

The middle-aged man's brows suddenly jumped angrily, "Presumptuous!"

put the weak man into the arms of a person next to him, and then showed a few fingers under the sleeve robe, like a strong wind to meet it.

An old demon attacked in advance, and the three strong ones also shot at the same time, and the bearded old demon saw the wisps of white silk on the fingers of the middle-aged man, and immediately turned around and ran.

Sigh, I saw that the middle-aged man's sleeve robe was windless and automatic, the ice light was dotted, and four strands of white silk rushed out from the fingertips like an aurora, and the four strong men didn't see it clearly at all, they were strongly pierced by the white silk, and the whole body was like rotten wood, instantly decayed and decayed, broken and peeled, like weathered dust.

The middle-aged man's sleeve robe shook slightly, the strong wind was like frost, and the four strands of white silk, like lotus roots, were pulled back from the four people to the middle-aged man's sleeves.

At the same time, a terrifying and strange scene was presented in front of everyone's eyes. Hiss, the moment the white silk was withdrawn, the four strong men were like a pool of black blood and mud, and with a slight wriggling, they had merged into the earth. This also includes a great elder of Taixuan Sect who is not weaker than the sect master.

"Ah~" everyone's mouths opened wide and their eyes widened in horror, "This~"

Cheng Jun was also furious, glad that he was respectful to him and did not offend him, otherwise he would hide in the back mountain and be found by him, and he wouldn't even know how he died!

This middle-aged man is so terrifying, no wonder the young man in black and the old demon with a sheep's beard turned around and left when they saw him. At least none of these people he saw today were his opponents.