Poof!

Wei Hong's whole person seemed to have hit the copper wall hard, and the terrifying force made Wei Hong like a kite that had dropped its string, and the endless blades made Wei Hong's whole person bleed, and it looked extremely miserable.

The moment he flew upside down, Wei Hong didn't have time to react, and an extremely sharp palm grabbed directly towards Wei Hong, as if the space was completely locked, and Wei Hong's eyes also showed a trace of solemnity.

Swish!

A fierce color flashed in Wei Hong's eyes, and he kicked it violently, stepping heavily on the ground, and then, the whole person was like a kite with a short line, running wildly towards the distance, and the momentum that came out, Wei Hong couldn't stop it at all.

Because of this, Wei Hong was almost in a thousandth of a breath, gritted his teeth against the huge impact, and ran frantically towards the front, the bright golden light emitted from his body, a low roar, and the knife intent that rose to the sky, stirring up the space, making Wei Hongchun gasp for a moment, and rushed out directly.

Hey!

The purple-robed old man behind him showed a hint of surprise, and sighed softly, obviously not expecting Wei Hong to be able to break out of his blockade, his face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted coldly: "I want to take a look, how long can you hold on?"

When the words fell, the ground seemed to be shortened in an instant, shrunk into inches, stepped out, and when he reappeared, he suddenly came to Wei Hong's face, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and the momentum on his body seemed to be like a spring, which made Wei Hong feel great pressure.

Burst!

Wei Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood, such a violent pressure. So that Wei Hong had no way to resist at all. Cultivation of the holy level. It's not something that Wei Hong can resist now.

Roar!

I only saw that behind the purple-robed old man loomed, a huge Dapeng was condensed by the purple-robed old man, and the Dapeng condensed by the true qi roared again and again, and the surrounding space seemed to be shattered in an instant, and the endless fragments were easily danced by the Dapeng, like sharp blades. It swept towards Wei Hong like a storm.

Wei Hong's expression was extremely solemn, but there was no panic on his face, his eyes flashed with endless essence, looking at the attack of the purple-robed old man, Wei Hong slammed on the ground, and the complex marks formed by his hands were transformed into dragons in an instant, blasting towards the purple-robed old man.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Attack after attack, violent collision. The blood in Wei Hong's mouth gushed out as if he didn't want money. His expression was extremely pale, the purple-robed old man shook his head slightly, his eyes showed a hint of mockery, and a giant claw condensed from his right hand grabbed towards Wei Hong.

This time, the purple-robed old man blocked the space around Wei Hong, he wanted to directly kill Wei Hong with a direct blow, and he didn't want to waste it anymore, after all, for Wei Hong, the genius of the human race, the purple-robed old man is a descendant of the Peng Demon King, although they do not belong to the beast spirit realm now, but they were naturally quite hostile to the human race when they were one of the seven great saints of the demon race, and everything was naturally to be strangled.

Poof!

The space shattered, and the purple-robed old man's expression became extremely ugly, because there was no scene of blood flying, just an afterimage jumping apart, and the purple-robed old man turned around violently, only to see that hundreds of meters away, Wei Hong's slightly embarrassed figure flashed, and at the same time frantically fled into the distance.

"What a cunning boy. ”

The purple-robed old man snorted lightly, and the killing intent in his eyes was even more powerful, he didn't expect that he didn't kill Wei Hong with his saint-level cultivation, which was a shame for the purple-robed old man.

"My lord, what should I do?"

At this time, several figures also appeared behind the purple-robed old man, one of whom was a short man, at this time, there was a trace of worry in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Jin Feng was killed, that is not as good as a person, I am a descendant of the Peng Demon King, as a half-step saint-level cultivator, he can't even kill the Terran monarch-level eightfold, then he deserves to be killed. The purple-robed old man's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said coldly.

"But where is the Elder's ......?" said the other, who was a little worried.

"Hmph, he's just a seed, it's nothing, now the top priority is to kill Wei Hong, since the descendants of my Peng Demon King are going to come out of the mountain again, then, you must become the leader of the demon clan. ”

The old man in purple snorted coldly, and then said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, go, now hurry up and follow that kid." ”

As he spoke, the old man in purple slammed on the ground, his speed was like thunder and lightning, and chased in the direction where Wei Hong disappeared, while the other people glanced at each other, shook their heads slightly, and hurriedly followed.

Burst!

Wei Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all the fragments of internal organs were spit out by Wei Hong, at this time, Wei Hong clearly felt that all his bones seemed to have been completely shattered, and even Wei Hong was now hanging with only one breath.

A spiritual vein in the pearl of the Hades King was absorbed by Wei Hong frantically and greedily, and the Demon Emperor Regeneration Technique was being used rapidly, but Wei Hong's injuries were still slow, and the figures of the purple-robed old man behind him were getting closer and closer, which made Wei Hong feel extremely anxious.

The surrounding eerie and terrifying cemeteries exuded a strong sense of resentment, but Wei Hong didn't feel anything, however, what he didn't notice was that under the cemetery, the rich corpse qi was rapidly condensing, and the entire mass grave below, under the ground, was like a huge pool of blood, and the rich corpse qi made it impossible for even a saint-level cultivator to lose his mind in an instant when he came here.

Roar! Roar!

A sound came out of the incomparably thick, mist-like corpse qi as if it was a cry of grievances, making people feel the scalp tingling, and at this time, the soul bodies were quickly condensed, and at the same time, it seemed to be reporting the situation to the middle.

The anomaly below, above the mass grave, no one could find it at all, at this time, above the mass grave, a powerful figure quietly appeared, and all the people felt that something was wrong, because, the cultivation of these people, the lowest is also at the monarch level ninefold, and most of the general cultivation is at the half-step saint level, these strong people, gathered here, let all the people feel a little wrong.

The strong men of the younger generation of the demon clan were born one after another, and there were not a few strong people of the human race, and even some of the major races that had declined in ancient times were also brought one after another. (To be continued......)