Pretending to be a casual cultivator who came to try his luck, Bai Rufeng took a turn in the Demon King's Tomb, there will be many such people every day, and the strength of the nearby camp is too lazy to care, anyway, it is not yet time to open the ban, just wait and see. The Demon King's Tomb looks unremarkable, except for the trees, there is no other place to flourish, and there is no need to see the slightest specialness, without divine perception, I don't know where the ban is, and my eyes can't see any clues, because I can't get close, the specific power of the ban can't be felt, Bai Rufeng just observed the surrounding environment and found out the best route to advance and retreat. "Hey, who are you? This is our Flames' camp, stay away. A shout woke Bai Rufeng from his thoughts, and it turned out that he had unconsciously approached a camp, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll leave immediately." Bai Rufeng clenched his fists and left with a smiling face, and now he was too lazy to conflict with these little shrimps.

When night fell, many night walkers took action, these people have a common characteristic, that is, they have a lot of research on the forbidden formation, thinking about taking the lead, and the strength around them is the most vigilant, who knows who took the shit luck to go in first, that is to take the lead, no one wants to be preempted, even if it is a person with the strength of the force, it will attract a bunch of envy, jealousy and hatred, and others don't even think about it, as for the loose cultivation, they should stay away, at this time, the consensus of these potential forces around them, they have a tacit understanding of this.

From time to time, there are sounds of fighting, shouting and scolding, screams are mixed in it, not far from the top of a tree Bai Rufeng sat on a thick branch and watched the movement of the Demon King's Tomb, the point chosen by the night walker is very telling, the more night walkers patronize, the weaker the strength of this family, on the contrary, the stronger the strength, the less the night walkers appear. Many of these nocturnal walkers were powerful, and they could clearly see a colorless and transparent light appearing above the Demon King's Tomb. It looks bleak and looks like it could dissipate at any moment. But now it ripples from time to time, flickering with a faint light, and someone has broken through the defenses of the various powerful forces and is attacking the prohibition. Bai Rufeng looked at the transparent light mask and was speechless for a while, this light mask gave people the feeling that it would be extinguished at any time, but no matter how many attacks fell on it, it could only make it flicker, and it didn't even shake, it was weakened and still had such a power. If it's all winning, it's worth it. It seems that the danger of the Demon King's Tomb has to be reestimated! To say that the original Demon King did not leave an attack array, he didn't believe it if he was killed, the defensive formation is so perverted, will the attack formation be weak?

From then on, Bai Rufeng would go to the Demon King's Tomb every night to report, and the same thing happened every night, until one night a few days later, Bai Rufeng found two acquaintances, one was the Seven Kills of the Divine Land Monk who chased them, and the other was Xiong Hui, who had a relationship. Originally, Seven Kills didn't have any disguise. It is not strange to be recognized by people in their true colors, and from these it is also evident that this person is confident, does not need to disguise, and is not afraid of retaliation afterwards. It can be seen that the strength of the Seven Kills must be extraordinary. And he recognized Xiong Hui not because of anything else, but because of his weapon, the oversized machete, and the old chain. People will remember after seeing it once, as for his super big size, it is negligible, and many monks can change their own body posture. This is not unusual. Bai Rufeng touched his chin and muttered to himself: "It's lively now, there won't be only one Xiong Hui in the Demon Domain, and there won't be only one Seven Kills in the Divine Land." ”

did not disappoint Bai Rufeng, the period of killing and Xiong Hui all broke through the blockade, the seven kills were like entering a no-man's land, the cultivation of the ground level was vividly exerted, and there were very few monks who could stop his steps, it was simply a straight line rushing over, and the position he chose was not the most people at night. Xiong Hui had a bit of a hard time, after all, he was only a high-level king, and he was not a little worse than the Seven Kills, but he still relied on his super combat power to kill a bloody way out of the road, and behind him were corpses all over the place, this guy was more murderous. Just when Bai Rufeng was assessing the combat power of these two acquaintances, a black cloud as black as ink appeared in the sky above the Demon King's Tomb, and a strange laugh came out of the black cloud, and the sound was like a male duck pinched by someone's neck, which made people very uncomfortable to hear. "The inheritance of the demon king belongs to this seat, you should wait or retreat!" With an arrogant shout, there was another burst of strange laughter, but this time it was attacked with a soul, the cultivator who was weak in cultivation and poor concentration only felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell down, you must know that these laughter were not issued to them, and a group of fierce masters bore the brunt, and the movements in their hands couldn't help but slow down, and they saw a black shadow flash in front of their eyes and disappear at the end of sight. All that's left is a whimsical laugh. Stronger! Stronger than seven kills. At this time, Bai Rufeng's evaluation of this monk who came to control the black clouds, and at the same time he remembered one thing in his heart, when he first arrived at the human lead, he met a demon, and he was solved by them because of the mutilation of the innocent, and he knew that there was a demon behind him, could it be this guy just now? If it was him, he should be careful, this is definitely an old earth-level powerhouse, and it is likely to be a cultivation at the peak of the earth-level, and now he can't give birth to resistance.

But this is just the beginning, the strange laughter has not ended, and a loud shout sounded, "Demon, you are too rampant, do you think you are invincible in the world?" A big man with a beard on his face flew quickly from the far sky, the speed was amazing, he was still far away when he heard the shout, the shout had not disappeared, and the person had already reached the sky above the demon king's tomb, and directly broke through the so-called defense line below, no monk dared to attack him without opening his eyes, everyone saw the strength of the black shadow just now, and the one who dared to shout with him was definitely a strong man of the same level, what was the difference between provoking them and looking for death? "It's so lively tonight! The old man is also coming to join in the fun. "An old man in white fluttering came, with a fairy wind and bones, with a dusty temperament, which was definitely different from the strong man just now, but no one dared to underestimate it, dare to appear at this time, do you still need to guess for cultivation?

"It's hard to drink soup!" Bai Rufeng watched the three strong men appear above the Demon King's Tomb, touching his chin, his eyes flashed with excitement, "Fight! It's a pity not to fight a rare meeting a strong person of the same level!" If the three strong people know that someone thinks so, I don't know what Lu Dao will think. "I knew that Lu Dao brought Jin Ao and them like this. While Bai Rufeng was thinking wildly, several figures floated from afar, and one of the old men spoke: "The Demon King's Tomb has not yet been opened, why are several Taoist friends so anxious?" "Strike first, do you want to teach you this seat?" The figure shrouded in the black fog didn't buy it at all, "Aren't you also in the same hurry?" The middle-aged monk pouted and said. However, the old man with the fairy wind and Taoist bones was very polite, "A few Taoist friends, they have already arrived, it's just that the disciples under the sect can cope with it, and they are just happy to be idle, or you big sects! ”

The next few are all figures from the nearby gate sect, and their cultivation may not be as good as the three people in front of them, but the power behind them is not comparable to the three people in front of them, so they are not afraid of them, but it is not necessary to dare to offend them, these three people have nothing to worry about, no matter who they really anger, it is a trouble. Especially the guy in the black fog, if you don't mess with him, he still has to find trouble, if you really offend him, it's not ordinary trouble. "Three fellow Daoists, the opening day of the Demon King's Tomb is still inconclusive, why be so anxious, why don't we wait for a cup of tea and talk about it?" Although the old man who spoke just now was unhappy in his heart, there was no expression on his face. "What? You don't want to fight, but you used to shout at me and shout to kill, why are you so polite today?" said the yin and yang in the black fog, seemingly not taking these general forces in his eyes at all. The middle-aged monk sneered and didn't buy it. "Han Daoyou is polite! We just came over to have a look, so we won't bother. The old man was still relatively polite, and he was not ready to tear his face with a few powerful forces.

"It is estimated that the old man at the head is the person from Tongtian Pavilion, and the others are also representatives of the local general trend, these three guys are fierce enough, and they really don't give face. Before Bai Rufeng could finish sighing, a middle-aged monk was anxious, "Don't deceive people too much, Han Lao will only be polite to you when he gives you face." You don't think you have the ability to compete with us, do you? Demon Lord, don't you want those nests?" The monk with a beard on his face was also cold, the other party could find the demon lord's nest, so it was not difficult to find his own, but if he found it, if he really dared to do it, he would have to pay the price. However, the old man didn't react, as if the things in front of him had nothing to do with him, he just squinted slightly and looked at the few people opposite, with a smile on his face, which made people look a little uneasy.

The monks below have already stopped fighting, provoking these people unhappy, and they can destroy themselves at once, who wants to arouse their ideas? Looking at the two groups of strong people in the air entering a state of stalemate, Bai Rufeng sighed again, the three people who originally came first were divided into three parties, but now they are actually united, there is not the slightest unnaturalness during the period, as soon as the strong men of the various sects appear, they automatically stand in the same camp, it seems that the contradiction between the human leader and the various sects is very deep! However, this is not surprising, people have selfish intentions, monks are especially serious, the battle for cultivation resources has always been cruel, scattered cultivators are lonely, and they are generally at a disadvantage, and they have some opinions about these sects, and it is normal for the situation in front of them to appear. (To be continued......)