Tmall's voice was not loud, but at this moment, every devil heard it, and they paused slightly, and then continued to shoot with all their might. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pretend to be a ghost, today, I see who will get you!"

Kazuo Yamamoto's face was as cold as ice, gloomy as water, his body was tense, just waiting for the little white tiger to show fatigue and deliver a fatal blow, as for the little white tiger's inexplicable words, he didn't care at all.

"Roar!"

"Hiss......"

The roar of the demon clan army was getting closer and closer, as if it was ringing in his ears, and Kazuo Yamamoto was becoming more and more relieved, the corners of his mouth rose, and he stared at Fang Tian and his party with a sneer.

He wanted to see how the other party was going to escape, where to flee?

Looking at the devil who was about to be killed, Fang Tian was anxious, this was not a registered disciple, the weakest had the cultivation of the early stage of Yunling, and the realm of accepting qi was simply earth-shaking.

His face sank, and he took a strong breath, Fang Tian's throat was hot, and he couldn't hold it back, Fang Tian understood very well that he was already seriously injured, and he didn't have the strength to fight at all.

Next to him, the little monk of the five rings also rolled his eyes at Tmall.

It's just that Tmall, who is still light and breezy, is obviously a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and his performance is very calm, and after a while, he continued to murmur to the sky: "Since the deal is made, don't be verbose, hurry up and ......."

"Who is he talking to?"

The group of devils looked at each other, I don't know why, in fact, it was not just them, even Fang Tian and Wujie were dumbfounded, this Tmall's performance was too weird, making their second monk confused.

"Pretend to be a ghost, what do you have to talk to them!"

Taking a deep breath, others may be very confused, but who is Kazuo Yamamoto, it would be so easy to flicker with a wine glass, and most importantly, a reminder from Mitsui under the tree sounded in his ears, how could he be fooled.

The devil rushed over violently, Fang Tian was helpless, Wujie was cautious, but he was weak, but Tmall was at ease, looking unconcerned.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly dimmed, and a big hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared, he almost swept, and countless devils in the realm of Yunling almost disappeared without any reaction, or directly disappeared between heaven and earth.

At a critical time, there was an accident, covering the sky with one hand, and it was extremely strong, for these spiritual realm monks, they almost ignored it, but those who blocked it were ruthlessly crushed.

And the purpose of that big hand was very clear, it was Fang Tian and the three of them, Kazuo Yamamoto's face instantly became gloomy, and he roared angrily: "Stop him!"

"Poof!"

It's just that the devil who rushed up died too quickly, and basically couldn't hold on for a moment, so he directly turned into blood mist, and even the bones were crushed alive.

A very terrifying scene, the big hand that covered the sky went all the way, and after grabbing Fang Tian and the three of them into the palm of his hand, he quickly retreated, preparing to retreat to the first mountain again.

"Leave it for me!"

A gloomy and cold voice sounded in the void, and the third prince stood between heaven and earth, staring at the big palm that had withdrawn, and with a cold snort, his right foot fell fiercely.

"Is it just you? Your father is here, and he doesn't dare to talk to the old man like that......"

A vicissitudes of life and old voice resounded in the sky, this voice made everyone's scalp tingle, too old, like a dying old man, declining in the west.

The third prince is very strong, his right foot falls, extremely fast, brave and invincible, before he falls, the mine below begins to rumble, as if he can't bear it and is about to collapse.

But there was a palm that was faster than his right foot, and in the first mountain in the center of the battlefield, the other palm quickly spread, and he grabbed the footsteps of the third son, and threw it twice in the sky as if playing, and then threw it directly to the sky.

The people present were shocked and discolored, it was the third son, who was thrown around twice like this, and he was thrown away, all of this was too dramatic.

Everyone looked incredulous, and at the same time, they really shouted in their hearts, who is that person, the cultivation is so strong that it is too terrifying, above the Yuan, or above the realm of ferrying, who is it?

Only the expressions of the older generation in the top ten demon royal clans have changed dramatically, who is the father of the third prince, others don't know, they know a little, that's a half-step Tianzun!

The overlord of the Demon Clan's domain, who is the creature in this first mountain, who is so domineering, he doesn't take a half-step Tianzun in his eyes.

After a few breaths, the third prince turned into a streamer and rushed back, his body fell, his face was pale, he stared at the first mountain, his face was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Enter!"

The patriarch of the Heavenly Rat clan also nodded, and looked at the third prince meaningfully, as if he had gained insight into something, but he didn't say anything, just smiled.

The army of 300,000 demon clans stood in the ancient mine battlefield, fortunately, the scale of this place is not small, otherwise it really can't be contained, and the army of demon clans with crowds of people will surround the first mountain.

When the third prince walked in, he found that the first mountain was different from other places, and there was no enchantment, his eyes flashed, he waved his hand, and slowly walked in with the army behind him.

When Fang Tian woke up again, his eyes had already changed greatly, it was a different grand scene, there was no sun in the sky, no moon, only bright stars, flickering in front of him.

Under his feet, there is already another status quo, reddish-brown soil, as if soaked in blood, around, except for white bones, there are only mottled blood stains, indicating that there have been deaths and great battles here.

"Here ......"

Looking into the distance, Fang Tian was stunned for a moment, piles of small mounds, dotted on the reddish-brown land under his feet, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like an accident, but like a grave.

With this thought, even Fang Tian himself was startled, he looked around at this place, it was muddy, dark, and a depressing aura was permeating.

Why are there so many bones, why is the ground under your feet the same color, and what are the piles of little mounds?

"Welcome to the place of burial and prepare for death......

The little monk Tongtian touched his nose and opened his mouth expressionlessly, but the flickering gaze showed that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.

"Be quiet, you've all come here, do you have anything to regret?"

Tmall's performance has always been very quiet, always making Fang Tian unable to see through, but needless to say, this place must not be a good place, it is too abnormal, and the void is muddy.

It's so quiet......

Fang Tian secretly thought in his heart, if it was too quiet, it would make people feel frightened, if he was timid, he would have already been frightened.

"Decaying God, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

At this time, the old voice came from afar, and Fang Tianxun's eyes widened in an instant.

(To be continued.) )