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"Without further ado, huh?"

Yan Shan and Mr. Big glanced at each other, and they both saw the anxiety in each other's hearts, but at this time, Princess Xia couldn't hold back, her eyes were steaming, and she was about to run forward.

"Alas!"

Mr. Big sighed softly, raised his hand, and a wisp of wind shot into Princess Xia's body, instantly sealing her three hundred and sixty meridians, not to mention the flying fighting method, she couldn't even blink an eye.

Countless swallowtail sword cultivators were stunned, and many people showed hostility in their eyes, but the ancestor of Weiyanshan had a calm face, and there was a slight trace of gratitude in his eyes, and he said to Mr. Da: "In the battle of advent, the old man heard that Mr. galloped for millions of miles, commanded well, and used soldiers like divine help. Today's matter, Mr. Lao bothered to pay attention again, and unified the various ministries. ”

There is no need for Mr. Big to ask, Yanshan Ancestor glanced around, and said solemnly: "This battle is very important, the monks of the Yanwei clan, including the old man, only Mr. Big's orders are obeyed, and those who dare to disobey the order will be killed!"

The battle of a large army, whether it is a monk or a mortal, how can it be done without a unified command. In particular, this war involves many parties, and there are even grudges against each other, which requires a meticulous and careful arrangement. The cultivation of the ancestor of Yanshan is of course superb, and when it comes to marching generals, I am afraid that it is far less than the sword venerable of the Taoist Academy with a wide range of books and hobbies.

The ancestor spoke, the swallowtail sword cultivator had no objections, and everyone's eyes fell in the direction of the click, only to hear a fluttering and amorphous voice said: "Mr. is the master of the elder of Keqing, and we should listen to the order." ”

Mr. Big didn't mean to shirk humility, raised his hand and arched his hand slightly, and said in a clear voice: "With everyone's love, the table should do his best; The others made the following arrangements to enclose the mountain on all sides. ”

"Jihua only has four words: kill them all!"

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Yamu was running wildly, like crazy, running desperately.

When the sky was full of stars, Yamu also sensed the arrival of reinforcements, but he did not rush to meet them. Instead, turn around and run.

His position is more than 100 miles behind Tu Wei and the others, and he is worried that there will be a leak between Tu Wei and the three cards, so he is specially used to check the vacancy. What I didn't expect was that the reinforcements from the three sides actually had such momentum, and from such a distance, Yamu could feel the killing intent and majesty that seemed to be about to break through the starry sky.

With Tu Wei in front, Yamu didn't need to worry that the coalition forces didn't know the situation on the battlefield, so he turned around and rushed to Jinshan to pass the news to the demon cultivator as soon as possible.

The black wind is howling, and the mountains and forests are hanging upside down. It was as if they were straight lines that were laid backwards, and Yamu had never thought that he could run so fast and so anxiously. The tired body was instantly filled with liliang, and his chest was filled with an inexplicable breath, making him almost want to roar at the sky.

It's really bitter to the bone. The suffering of Jinshan, Yamu knew better than Tu Wei and the others, and several times, he wanted to give up this seemingly futile wait. Join in the fight between blood and fire. After practicing for two hundred years, Yamu never thought of it. One day he would be so impulsive, so intense, that he could not hold back the stirring in his chest and let out the roar of a beast.

"Ah......h

Grief and joy, roar and anxiety, and vomit the boredom in the chest. The ghostly white face of the tooth wood turned red with excitement, and rushed into the passage of the cave.

"Who!"

"What people!"

"Kill...... Don't, stop!"

Several exclamations came one after another, and the Demon Soul Holy Son, who had lost his vigilance, was almost murdered by the surprise attack of several people, and he was scared into a cold sweat and became vigilant at the same time. I secretly warned myself in my heart that the matter was not over yet, don't fucking kill yourself.

The person who came was Demon Xiu, a six-person team led by Lu Mo, because the road was not familiar, and several people were entangled in the question of whether to walk, and the two thousand miles of Lu Leng were in a hurry for several days, and they happened to collide with Yamu.

Fortunately, Lu Mo and Yamu are old acquaintances, and they are very familiar with the kind of ghost aura on his body that can't be concealed, although Yamu changed his body, Lu Mo still recognized it in time, so he stopped the other monks and avoided killing Yamu in seconds.

Hearing that the reinforcements had arrived, several demons were like dead trees and grass under the rain of a long drought, and they regained their high spirits, and two of them immediately said that they would simply turn around and return to Jinshan, doing their part.

Although it was a reunion in the war, Yamu didn't have the heart to catch up with Lu Mo, and briefly asked about the situation on Jinshan, and after learning that they had set off for two days, he casually ordered: "You don't have to go back, go out to find a dangerous location to hide, and wait for those fish that slipped through the net." ”

"Who is the Holy Son referring to?" asked a demon cultivator.

"Who do you think it is? Demon Hunter, of course. ”

Yamu looked at him strangely and said, "Kill them all, not a single one will be left!"

This sounded comfortable, but Lu Mo couldn't completely agree, and said sarcastically: "The Holy Son of Yamu is hidden thousands of miles away, I don't know the strength of the demon hunter, they have ......."

"There's a fart! Whatever it is, they're dead!"

Yamu raised his voice and shouted angrily, no matter what Lu Mo's face was, let alone how much credit he had made in this battle, he said categorically: "Time is too tight for me to explain to you, in short, now do what I say, if something goes wrong, this Holy Son will take it with all his might!"

After saying that, the Demon Soul Holy Son turned into a violent wind and roared away, the speed was like a meteor, and the passage was more than ten zhang high, as long as he was sure of the direction, he could fly and hurry, which was very different from Lu Mo and the others walking under their feet.

"Wait, Xiao Shisanlang, he left ......" Lu Mo's words were only half called, and he took them back.

Several demon cultivators looked at each other, thinking in their hearts when the Demon Soul Holy Son, who had always been indifferent and not close to people, had this kind of courage, and what the hell should we do?

According to the arrangement of the Heavenly Oracle, these people are the seeds left behind to prevent the destruction of the entire demon cultivation army, in other words, even if the reinforcements arrive in time, they can not participate in the battle of Jinshan, they just need to find a way to survive on the Demon Spirit Continent and return to the Demon Domain in the future. The Heavenly Oracle is very clear that if the demon cultivators do not have enough strength to support it, the place where the Four Parties Alliance has settled is just empty talk, and the remaining few demon cultivators are still thinking about negotiating with others, and they may be cut off by the swallowtail people with a sword, and it is not known.

Judging from the performance of tooth wood. The reinforcements seemed to be very strong, but the stronger they were, the more awkward the situation of the demon cultivators became, and everyone knew that Yamu had a friendship with Xiao Shisanlang, so naturally they didn't have to worry about his identity and safety.

But what about others?

What about Lu Mo? What should he do?

Xiuzhen shijie is so cruel, it is not uncommon for me to turn my face and not recognize people for a moment a moment. The first piece of information that Lu Mo brought back was to compare knives, now that he doesn't even have a knife, how should he face that Xiao Shisanlang, who has vast magical powers and is favored by heaven and earth?

In addition, from a reasonable point of view, it is difficult for everyone to get tired of the arrangement of Yamu. Now that the demon cultivation is weak, one more person will give one more strength; besides, the demon hunting forest is vast and the environment is complicated, how much can a few of them defend? Ten thousand steps back, if the reinforcements are strong enough to defeat the demon hunters, those who escape will definitely not be ordinary people, where can these little monks deal with it.

Unconsciously. Several people's eyes were focused on Lu Mo, not only because he was appointed as the leader, but also because of his special identity and past.

"Let's go. Lu Mo's expression was a little complicated, he said lightly, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Uh...... Go, where are you going?" asked a demon cultivator cautiously, his words a little uncertain.

"Tsunasawa flow. Lu Mo responded.

Huansa Zeliu is the closest body of water to Jinshan. The general idea is that after passing through Jinshan, you will stop here, replenish the water source and do zuihou a bath. Thus. I don't know how many years ago, the Demon Hunting Forest was not as fierce as it is now, not only were there monks who lived here in seclusion to find the way to the heavens, but there were no longer a few mortals.

didn't have time to sigh at the vicissitudes of life, and when they heard Lu Mo say this, the rest of the people understood what he meant. A monk looked a little unconvinced and asked, "We want to listen to him, and I want to ......."

"Because he's heaven!"

Lu Mo didn't stop, his voice revealed a wisp of frustration and loneliness, and sighed: "It should be said like this, what he said at this time." It represents providence. ”

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Lu Mo's thoughts, Yamu didn't feel it at all, at this time, the Mo Soul Holy Son was very anxious, and he couldn't wait to urge Yuan Ying to teleport directly to Jinshan.

Two days ago, the Heavenly Oracle had already ordered Lu Mo and the others to be thorough, what is the situation on the Golden Mountain now? Or to put it bluntly, has the Golden Mountain missed, and has the Demon Cultivator survived?

In addition, Lu Mo had resealed the passage in accordance with the will of the Heavenly Oracle, and if there was no way out, would there be a problem within the Demon Cultivator?

Not everyone is willing to die, the bloody battle of the battle, the reason why the demon cultivators were able to break out in addition to this strong combat power is because they still have hope;

In that case, the oracle can be suppressed? Even more extremely, the god transformation boss may defect en masse.

The more he thought about it, the more urgent Yamu's mood became, and he unfolded his body to the extreme, shooting like a meteor towards the end, and he didn't even notice that he could no longer feel the fire poison around him.

After all, flying is no better than walking, and it didn't take long for Yamu to rush to the end, and there was a sudden slam under his feet, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

On the stone wall at the end, to be precise, on the messy pile of stones, there is a huge giant bird, with a high crown and thick feathers, three long legs, and a rebellious demeanor like overlooking the sky and the way of heaven, which is indispensable!

It is only a virtual form, but the squint and ferocity revealed in its demeanor are like substance, and a pair of fiery red eyes are facing the sky, as if they are about to rush out of the sky and earth at any time to destroy a starry sky.

"Oops!"

A heartfelt chill rose from under his feet, Yamu's flushed face instantly turned pale, and the first thought that came to his mind was to quickly turn around and run away, and escape as far as possible.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly roared, his eyes burst with madness, and he slammed into the sky.

He didn't want to kill himself, but to dig a pit, he had to dig the sealed passage again in half an hour, and he also had to notify the Demon Cultivation Army to escape in time.

Get out of this land that is about to be shrouded in the flames of purgatory, the land of death!

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...... (To be continued.) )