Southwest mountainous area.

The demon world returned, and millions of demon clans poured out, shocking the world.

The demons are untamable, and they run around, causing disaster to the world.

The Immortal Demon Monk and the Red Fan Immortal tried their best to stop it, but they still couldn't completely stop the demon clan from wreaking havoc.

Fortunately, the co-owner of the demon clan, the Phoenix Demon King, arrived in time to restrain the demons, and the demon chaos was quelled in time.

Subsequently, many residents of the southwestern mountainous area began to evacuate in batches under the organization of the Immortal and Demon Monks.

There are also a few "smart people" who see that the demon clan is powerful, so they simply secretly go to the demon clan, preparing to act as a leading party, and never return.

After the Red Fan Immortal Meng Hongyan and Meng Hongping assisted the Immortal Demon Two Dao to stop the Demon Clan's rebellion, they left the southwest mountainous area to go to the Demon Abyss Defense Line, in order to show their neutral attitude of not wanting to be the enemy of the Demon Clan.

At the same time, a large number of immortal cultivators moved south in batches to build a new defensive line outside the southwestern mountainous area relying on the city.

The southwest mountainous area is also full of demonic spirit, and there are constantly demon clans roaring and shouting.

All of a sudden, the situation on the Aoba Continent became extremely tense, and a big war between the human race and the demon race seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

However, neither side took the initiative to act, but only confronted each other, waiting for the final negotiations......

……

"Whoosh, whoosh—"

In the dense forest and snowfield northeast of Aoba, several sounds of skimming the air sounded, and more than a dozen monks flew quickly and landed behind a hillside.

The monks looked terrified, ragged, wounded, and looked very embarrassed. The leader is the gold-clothed man "Brother Jin" that Lu Ningan is looking for.

The gold-clothed man took a slight breath and looked back, his heart palpitating.

What a hell!

After the four major rebel sects were destroyed, there were still about 100 elite disciples who escaped.

Some time ago, they got in touch with the evil cultivators and got together to hide near the ice city, preparing to take advantage of the appearance of the demon clan to do a big thing!

However, before they could start to act, the man descended from the sky with two swords in his hand, and together they were two hundred or so people who were brought together by the Rebel Sect and the Evil Cultivators, killing one of them on their backs and suffering heavy casualties.

In the end, only a dozen or so of them with the highest cultivation barely escaped.

"Didn't you keep saying that Mr. Lu, who took out Aoba Takeaway, has a name, but it's actually just an embroidered pillow?" One of the Purple Flame Sect monks glared at the golden-clothed man and asked, "Is this an embroidered pillow?" Can your embroidered pillows chase more than 200 of us?"

The gold-clothed man smiled bitterly, unable to refute.

A few months ago, Lu Ningan could be said to be powerless in front of him, and let him play.

Therefore, he always thought that Lu Ningan's record promoted by Xianmen was false and just a show.

Who knew that in just a few months, the other party had grown to such a terrifying level.

He has obviously been promoted to the early stage of Yuanying now, but in front of Lu Ningan, he can't even block a move, and he can only flee in embarrassment.

Is this the cultivation speed that a normal Terran immortal cultivator should have?

It's going to be ironclad, right?

"Alright, let's not say such useless words." The golden-clothed man stabilized his mind and asked, "When you escaped just now, did you pay attention to cover your whereabouts?" Don't let Lu Ningan find us again, otherwise we will only have a dead end today."

"Hmph." The Purple Flame Sect monk snorted dissatisfiedly, barely suppressed his anger, and said, "What our sects are best at is covering up their whereabouts, you don't have to worry about that."

The golden-clothed man nodded, his face softened slightly, and then looked at the two evil cultivators in scarlet robes next to him.

Said politely, "Both, it's snowing everywhere here, and your red robes are really too conspicuous, can you change your clothes for a while?"

"Boom...... You don't have to." One of the evil cultivators said with a smile, "We evil cultivators also have magical powers to cover their tracks, so we won't be discovered just because we are wearing a red robe."

「hhh…… It's okay to change your body." Another evil cultivator also laughed, "After all, it's better to be careful."

Hearing him say this, the first evil cultivator was immediately a little annoyed: "Jie Ji ...... There are only two of us left in the evil cultivators, and there are still disagreements? Listen to me, you don't have to change your clothes."

「hhh… Safety first."

"Boom...... Listen to me!"

「hhh…… I don't listen."

"Boom ......"

「hhh……」

Others: "......"

I have long heard that the evil cultivator can no longer be regarded as a real human race, but now it seems that his words and deeds are really very different from normal people......

"I'm cultivating higher, so you must listen to me!" After arguing for a while, one of the evil cultivators became a little angry and said, "Also, why are you laughing, it doesn't fit our evil cultivator's temperament at all! Evil cultivators should laugh like I did! Boom ...... Ugh."

"Whoa—"

As soon as the evil cultivator demonstrated the "Correct Laughing Method of the Evil Cultivator", a sword light burst through the air and passed through his throat.

Blood gushed out, and the evil cultivator clutched his neck and screamed twice, then fell to the ground with a thud.

Enemy attack!

The others reacted quickly, and they all picked up their true qi and prepared to continue to escape.

"Woooo

In the next moment, more than ten cyan sword lights slashed in, and the sword lights were sharp and ruthless, killing these people one by one.

Standing on the ground, only the golden-clothed man and the evil cultivator who laughed "hhh..."

The two stood trembling in place, not daring to move.

Soon, Lu Ning'an flew down and looked sideways at the evil cultivator, and asked in a cold voice, "Say, where are the other evil cultivators on the Aoba Continent hiding?" If you're willing to be honest, I can give you a good time."

"I think my brother died a pretty happy death." When death came, this evil cultivator calmed down, looked at the benevolent brother on the ground who was pierced by a sword, and said lightly, "As an evil cultivator, my lifelong mission is to welcome the Holy Clan to the Aoba Continent, so I resolutely ...... Ugh."

Before he could finish speaking, a sword tip pierced his throat.

"If you don't cooperate, you don't need to say so much! Noise!" Lu Ning'an pulled back the fairy sword, and then looked at the gold-clothed man coldly.

"If you want to ask if I still have any Golden Sword Sect monks alive, I can tell you." The golden-clothed man smiled bitterly and said, "No, not one. Not only the Golden Sword Sect, but also the people of our four major factions have been killed by you, and only myself remains...... Let's do it!"

After speaking, the gold-clothed man took the initiative to throw down the fairy sword, and then closed his eyes, looking like he was about to be killed.

Lu Ningan looked at him silently for a while, then put away the fairy sword and asked lightly, "What is your real name?"

The golden-clothed man opened his eyes and asked in surprise, "If I answer this question, will you be able to spare me?"

(End of chapter)