was chased by He Qiuheng for three streets, and Luo Jiuqiu vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"Huh."

Thinking of this, Luo Jiuqiu, who held a grudge, smiled coldly, took out the road map, activated the one-way sound transmission formation, and said to the road map: "He Alliance Master, the demon clan has appeared, you come over quietly, and I will give you a teleportation point." ”

As he spoke, Luo Jiuqiu unceremoniously raised his hand and placed the teleportation point on the head of a black giant bird.

There was also an imposing demon standing on the giant bird, with a single horn on his head and a different pitch-black appearance.

As Luo Jiuqiu expected, He Qiuheng had indeed set his sights on Futu City for a long time, and he happened to be nearby.

After receiving Luo Jiuqiu's message, almost in the next second, He Qiuheng appeared on the head of the giant bird, and instantly stared at the demon clan on the back of the giant bird.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his hand and threw out a firework.

The fireworks exploded, gorgeous and gorgeous, and they exploded in the air right above He Qiuheng's head.

The whole Futu City is lit up.

The numb pedestrians who wandered in the night, as well as the demons who sat or stood on the black giant bird, all swept over.

He Qiuheng suddenly became the most eye-catching one.

"Roar!"

Pedestrians let out a strange roar, giant birds howled sharply, and the purple eyes of the demons burst into bright light, and they all shouted: "Kill him!" ”

He Qiuheng was worthy of the lord of the alliance, and reacted quickly at the last moment, turned to one side, and dodged the ruthless heart-wrenching move of the demon clan on the opposite side like lightning.

Countless attacks struck at He Qiu.

Luo Jiuqiu walked out of the phantom array enchantment with the others, and before the strange pedestrians and demons could react, he dodged and floated deeper into the city.

"Luo Jiuqiu!"

There seemed to be a faint roar from behind him, and Luo Jiuqiu pretended not to hear it, and he didn't look back.

In the blink of an eye, everyone came to the depths of Futu City, in front of a magnificent courtyard.

This courtyard is tall and mighty, black and cold, and its door number is hung with three words "City Lord's Mansion".

The door was closed, silent.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at Xiao Linzi, who immediately understood, stepped forward, and punched out, directly blasting the gate of the City Lord's Mansion open.

In the flying sawdust, several people dodged in one by one.

deliberately made such a big move, but the city lord's mansion was very quiet.

Several people walked around the City Lord's Mansion, but found nothing on the ground.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with startling the grass and snakes.

Raising his hand and pointing to the ground, Luo Jiuqiu said to Yun Fu: "Yun Jian Venerable, this place is inexplicably hard, and you need a sword that is superb. ”

Yun Jianzun's supernatural sword could kill the Nine Demon Venerables, but Luo Jiuqiu let him use it to cut the ground.

Yunfu raised his sleeves and waved it, and said lightly: "You don't need to use a sword." ”

In an instant, there was a loud bang, a violent wind suddenly rose, countless stones flew over, and the ground was blown out of a deep pit dozens of zhang wide, bottomless.

There was a faint red light at the bottom of the pit, and the heat hit the face.

"Bang bang." Luo Jiuqiu applauded casually, admired, and said, "It is worthy of Yun Jianzun, the sleeves are so powerful." ”

After that, Luo Jiuqiu jumped down immediately, and everyone followed.

As soon as a few people landed, they felt a wave of heat and irritability rushing to the top of their heads.

"Is this the bottom of the volcano?" Yonghuai exclaimed.

At the feet of the people, a few lava streams meandered like streams, spreading all over the ground.

Countless bubbles of air floated into the air with a pungent smell of sulfur.

Everyone set up a small isolation circle on their bodies and walked towards the deepest part of the magma flow.

Gradually, the field of vision gradually widened, and a tall stone gate appeared in front of me.

The door was tightly sealed, and it was in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone looked at each other.

Hongling asked, "Master, is this door going to be opened?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu pursed the corners of his mouth, his expression seemed helpless, and said quietly: "Since you are here, you naturally can't miss it." ”

Although this gate looks weird and dangerous, the empty and unmanned City Lord's Mansion on the ground is clearly a Hongmen feast.

However, Luo Jiuqiu's favorite thing is danger, and the one he is not afraid of is the Hongmen Banquet.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "Our good allies should also travel to the magma world together." ”

Saying that, Luo Jiuqiu found out a roadmap given by the Righteous Qi Alliance, and slowly started the one-way sound transmission formation.

Luo Jiuqiu said to the sound transmission formation: "Come on, Lord Hemeng, there is a treasure here." ”

Luo Jiuqiu threw it with a hand, hit the teleportation point on the road map, and then threw it in a magma stream.

After throwing out the road map, Luo Jiuqiu leaned his palm against the gate and said to a few people behind him: "Everyone, get ready." ”

As he spoke, a flash of light flashed in Luo Jiuqiu's palm, and he directly violently blasted open the door.

The gate was shattered, and the bright light was dazzling.

In the void, an eternal voice came.

"Welcome to the realm of demons."

At the same time, outside the city of Futu, an extinct volcano that had been silent for thousands of years erupted.

The magma flows, and the flames are monstrous.

In Futu City, the strange and stiff night marchers were instantly covered with magma, and without the slightest struggle, they were burned to ashes.

The sky was covered with fire ashes.

The demons roared and roared, and the giant birds went berserk.

He Qiuheng, whose arm was stained with blood, raised his hand to release a signal, turned around and swept towards the City Lord's Mansion with a loud bang.

Outside Futu City, He Yuanwei took the lead, and dozens of figures turned into points of light, quickly following the direction of He Qiuheng and turning into light.

Several demon envoys with blackbirds also rushed to the scene.

The people of the Righteous Qi Alliance were still outside Futu City, took out the sound transmission stone, and transmitted the voice to the alliance guarding the Hanging Island: "The alliance leader's plan is effective, Futu City has changed, and act according to the plan." ”

Underground.

The strong light dissipated, and Luo Jiuqiu opened his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, it was scarlet, and the blood flowed like a river.

The welcome ceremony of the demons is very "chic".

The scene presented in front of Luo Jiuqiu's eyes was the day when the Moon Worship Sect was destroyed six hundred years ago.

Twisting and struggling, wailing and screaming.

Dressed in black-robed paw prints and wearing hideous demon masks, countless black-robed believers of the Four Gods Guild shuttled with knives, taking away a life with a single slash.

Luo Jiuqiu, familiar or unfamiliar with his fellow disciples, fell down miserably, without the power to resist.

Luo Jiuqiu sneered in his heart, his eyes were cold.

How could it be that no one resisted the Great Moon Worship Sect, and the little black-robed believers of the Four Gods Society could easily destroy the Righteous Path Giant Moon Worship Sect, how could it be?

At this moment, Qing Jue's voice sounded, cold and emotionless.

"Master, in front of you is the Hall of Stars."

The Star Hall is the place where the successive sect masters of the Moon Worship Sect live.

Luo Jiuqiu slowly turned his head, and the picture changed.

Outside the familiar hall, her former senior brother Qing Jue led the expressionless Huo Ran, step by step, and pushed open the hall door.

In the hall, Luo Jiuqiu's master, Venerable Ling Xiao, covered his chest, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he slowly raised his head.

Huo Ran's twin knives rotated, like the scimitar of the god of death, and with a "boom", it cut through the air and slashed through the neck of Ling Xiao Venerable.

The monk's neck is not much harder than that of a mortal, and it can be broken by a slight stroke of a knife.

"Bang!"

The head fell to the ground.

The fire broke out in an instant, and the fiery serpent swept away the dead head and the entire hall.

Luo Jiuqiu's eyes were red, and his breath was riotous.