The old man smiled: "A junior at the level of an earth immortal is still arrogant in front of the old man, what can the old man do if he kills the people of your Wu clan?" Long Aotian frowned, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the old man's attack.

"Bang"

Long Aotian took a step back and put his hands behind his back. Looking at the old man: "Do you really want to go against the will of this king?"

The old man sneered: "What about disobedience? ”

Long Aotian's hand behind him had already cracked open, and it was trembling constantly. "Lord Wang, you and this lord should go!" said the girl who had been hiding behind.

Long Aotian was silent, and waited for a while before sighing: "Xingtian, you must return to the Wu Clan within three days, otherwise this king's life will not be saved." Xingtian's face changed: "Lord Wang, you can't" Long Aotian didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and activated the secret technique.

"Ancestral Witch Secret Method-Shura Blood Dragon"

"Ahh

Long Aotian's eyes instantly turned red, and his pupils were also flooded with blood. The clothes on his body were shattered in an instant, his bare body was full of cracks, his skin squirmed, and slowly, a layer of dark gold, with blood-colored patterns on it, appeared, and his skill began to soar, instantly rising to the peak of the Golden Immortal.

Xing Tian didn't say a word, grabbed the girl and rushed into the distance, and didn't stop until dozens of miles away. The girl looked at Xing Tian and said, "Why did you run away, why did you leave the prince?" Xing Tian smiled bitterly: "Do you want to die? The girl looked at him with curiosity on her face, and said: "Once the prince activates the secret technique, he will become extremely murderous, and the six relatives will not recognize him, and he will kill whom." "Oh, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you!" the girl stuck out her little tongue.

City

Long Aotian stood on the street, stretched out his right hand, and a long knife appeared, the fiery red blade shining with demonic light in the sun, extremely dazzling.

"Seven Killing Knives"

Long Aotian took a step forward, the long knife slashed, and the old man finally changed color, and also showed a high-grade spiritual weapon, blocking the top of his head.

"Click"

"Poof"

"Poof"

The spirit weapon shattered, and the old man died under the knife, Long Aotian couldn't withstand the huge pressure, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, a total of seventy-two drops, and fell to the ground. Long Aotian's eyes shrank, and the power of the operation space transmitted the seventy-two drops of essence blood back to the Witch God Temple.

"Kill"

The long knife swept away, and all the people from the Xuanxing Gate died.

"Xingtian"

Long Aotian looked up to the sky and roared, and then his body fell backwards. A large array of six-pointed stars appeared under him, teleporting Long Aotian to Xingtian's body. Xing Tian didn't say a word, grabbed Long Aotian and the girl and rushed towards a teleportation array.

In a restaurant far away from the battlefield, a handsome man took a sip of wine: "Wu clan, don't underestimate it. Go back to the alliance, otherwise, the demon clan will be in danger!"

"Third Prince, isn't this okay?" said an old man.

"Hmm, you dare to refute the decision made by this king?" the man asked.

The man's name is Chen Yuchao, and he is the third prince of the demon clan.

"The old slave doesn't dare!"

"Hmph!" Chen Yu snorted coldly and left with his sleeves brushed up.