This Purple Sun Demon Sect's elite disciple's expression froze, and he immediately glanced at Huangli Ancestor, whose face had become extremely ugly, and said coldly:

"At least live, and longer, won't you?"

"yes, at least alive. But even if we live for a long time and become puppets manipulated by others, what is the point? We are bent on leaving this world and breaking through the shackles, not to be dogs. ”

The Chilian Ancestor was covered in blood, and although the transparent hole between her chest and abdomen was covered with her hands, she still couldn't stop the blood from flowing out, she turned her gaze and fell on the disciple of the Purple Sun Demon Sect who was the leader:

"What's your name?"

"Mo Shaoguang. The purple line in front of the disciple of the Ziyang Demon Sect began to glow, and he said in a cold voice, "Chilian Ancestor, opportunity, we have already given it to you, I will say it one last time, tell the Qingtian Ancestor's whereabouts, and then let go of the soul and let us plant the spirit beast seal, you can become the worship of our Ziyang Demon Sect, obtain the cultivation methods and resources of the sect according to your contributions, break through the shackles in front of you, and live forever." ”

"Mo Shaoguang, are you so sure that you will be able to kill me today?" Chilian Old Ancestor sneered, but there was no trace of a smile on his coquettish face, "Aren't you afraid that I will fight to the death and use you as a backing?"

Before Chi Lian Ancestor's words fell, the disciples of the Purple Sun Demon Sect who were originally scattered around and surrounded her subconsciously took a few steps back.

After all, although she was hit hard, she was still a Demon Ancestor, and everyone present, including Huangli Ancestor, who was also in the Demon Ancestor Realm, did not dare to be careless about her. Once she fought hard, among the people present, except for the Huangli Ancestor, the other disciples of the Purple Sun Demon Sect would inevitably die if there was no accident.

"Red Lian Ancestor ......"

Mo Shaoguang was stunned, as if he didn't expect the Chilian Ancestor to be like this, his face was suddenly difficult to look at, "You really don't want to die? You have practiced for thousands of years, and you have finally come to the point where you are today, do you really want to give up? Like Huangli Ancestor, although it is uncomfortable, is it not good to be alive?"

"Giggle...... You're scared after all. Chilian Ancestor, his face was even more sad, "However, there are people in our demon clan who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but there are also some who are unwilling to give in, eighty years ago, I attacked Sister Bai Xian'er with you against my will, and now, I can't make mistakes again and again." ”

"Sister Huangli, do you really have the heart to watch these evildoers scourge this world? They are not to open the so-called spatial passage to let us out, but to sacrifice all of us to achieve their plot!"

"Nonsense, when you die, you have to sow discord, it's really damned, Elder Huangli, do it. ”

Mo Shaoguang took a step back quietly, his eyes were forced to look at the Huangli Ancestor, whose facial features were distorted and his eyes were extremely complicated, and quietly crushed a treasure basket in his palm.

"Boom!"

In the distance, a purple sun seemed to rise in the sky, and the explosive and scorching light was like countless sword qi stirring that space, brilliant and domineering, as if even that void was about to be twisted into pieces.

"It's ...... A blow from the pinnacle of the Origin Spirit Realm, if I take it, I will definitely die. ”

Zhao Han, who was hurrying, paused, looked at the strange situation in the distance, and his expression was very solemn.

"Oh no, that's ...... The aura of the Chilian Ancestor was rapidly decaying, and it was he who was attacked just now. ”

Zhao Han's eyes narrowed into a slit, but he was glad in his heart: "Fortunately, I walked slowly, if I rushed too fast, I estimated that it would be over this time." ”

"However, judging from this escaping aura, it is definitely someone from the Purple Sun Demon Sect. Zhao Han stayed in place for a moment, until the aura belonging to the Chilian Ancestor in the distance completely disappeared, and then he quickly activated and chased in that direction.

"It's really hard to find nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it. Originally, I was thinking about how to trace the traces of those demon cubs of the Ziyang Demon Sect, but I didn't expect them to send them directly to the door. ”

"It's just that only those nine people can kill the big demon of the Demon Clan's ancestor level, even if they use the Origin Spirit-level treasure urn, it also shows that their strength and hole cards are far above me. ”

"However, there shouldn't be many magic runes like this that can kill the ancestor level of the demon clan, otherwise, they wouldn't have spent more than two hundred years planning together. ”

For a while, Zhao Han's thoughts flew around, and soon he came to the scene where the previous battle broke out.

I saw that this wasteland on the edge of the Silver Moon Grassland was covered with green moss and gravel, mottled with blood, and circles of ripple-like radial wave marks carved circles of almost magical concentric circles on the ground.

In the very center of the concentric circle, within a radius of dozens of zhang, a large amount of flesh residue plasma was scattered, even if it lost its vitality, it still exuded a powerful demonic aura.

"Sure enough, it's the Red Lian Ancestor. ”

Zhao Han squatted down somewhere in the center of the concentric circles, dipped his finger in the blood stained on a stone and sniffed at the tip of his nose, and finally confirmed that it was the Chilian Ancestor who had blown himself up here before and the bones were gone.

However, in the same place, he also sensed another powerful qi machine, scorching and domineering, like an evil and demonic sun, this is a unique qi machine belonging to the Ziyang Demon Sect, and the characters of other sects cannot imitate it.

"They didn't have long to leave......"

Zhao Han stood up, a flash of brilliance flashed in the corner of his eyes, and said to himself: "It's a pity...... Chilian Ancestor died like this...... I wanted to...... Hey, what's that?"

At this moment, there was a mysterious fluctuation ahead, and there seemed to be a faint flash of gold.

The corners of Zhao Han's mouth curled, and he quickly stepped forward, and a look of greed appeared on his face at some point: "They went too fast, or didn't get the inheritance of the Chilian Ancestor?"

It was a treasure that was wrapped in golden light and could not be seen, like a bead and as if it was constantly changing shape, shining with divine light, confusing people's minds.

As the footsteps approached, Zhao Han's eyes were gradually occupied by greed and obsession, and in front of his eyes, it seemed that the treasure he most longed for appeared in his heart, making his whole person seem to be occupied by greed and lose his mind.

Suddenly, the treasure wrapped in golden light in front of him shrank suddenly, and then suddenly bounced up like a leather ball, like a loaded cannonball, and hit Zhao Han.

It was a pale golden demon pill, and there was a miniature version of the five-flowered red chain snake with its teeth and claws, staring at Zhao Han with a cold expression.

At this moment, Zhao Han's eyes were occupied by greed, he lost his mind, and he had no defense against the smashed Jin Dan, and he was smashed with a snap of his fingers.

The next moment, a bitter and resentful female voice sounded in his sea of knowledge: "God treats me well, but I have finally waited for me!"