Two days later, a group of men and horses passed by and slowly approached the depths of the barren forest.

A cursory sweep of nearly three thousand people.

These people seem to have been given some kind of prohibition, just like those exiled exiles in the world, driven forward by the disciples of the Holy Demon Sect wearing the same clothes, most of these people are disciples in the Qi refining period, and there is no one above the foundation building.

Maybe it was because they had been tortured during this time, most of them were numb, their clothes were ragged, and some of them were even unclothed, and many cultivators who had previously been from the same sect and sect gathered together with each other, but because the spiritual power in their bodies was sealed, the surrounding Holy Demon Sect disciples didn't care much about it.

Quietly looking at the scene in front of him, Kong Laosan's face was unusually calm, "Are you really going?"

After a while, she whispered to her side, Jiang Li'er only nodded and did not speak, but the look on her face was extremely firm.

"Let's get out of here first, and when there's chaos here, we'll take the opportunity to sneak in. ”

Seeing this, Kong Laosan didn't say anything more, and turned around and left with Jiang Li'er.

Two hours later, when the team passed through a mountain col, bursts of black fog suddenly blew around, and in just three breaths, the originally clear surroundings were completely covered by the black fog, and this black fog did not know what was strange, which contained a strong and extremely ferocious power, and just fell into it, the power of divine thoughts was cut off by a strong force, and the whole team was completely chaotic.

"Hmph, there are really people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, it seems that the old man guessed well, and the cubs of the Yin Demon Hall really participated, but since they are here this time, don't think about leaving. ”

At the same time as the black fog surged, a gloomy sound suddenly startled, and at the same time, the figure flickered, and the streamer had broken through the black fog and stood horizontally in the void.

"It's you, I didn't expect you to dare to come!"

Seeing Kong Fei, the void figure frowned unconsciously, and his tone was already murderous, and Kong Fei naturally recognized that the Jindan Ancestor in front of him was the one who had a brief fight when he saved Jiang Li'er.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's shoot!"

Kong Fei said softly, as the voice fell, the gloom in his eyes flashed, and with a slight wave of his palm, the true demonic qi that was free around the void quickly gathered, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge black palm print, unceremoniously heading towards the person who came.

"Humph!"

Seeing Kong Fei take the lead, there was a trace of violent air in the eyes of the figure, and after a while, there was already a roar in the sky above the black fog, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth was stirred into a mess.

I don't know how long it took, just when everyone noticed that the surrounding area had calmed down, the black fog that had been scattered around gradually dispersed, and at the same time, the two people fighting in the void had long since disappeared.

The entire team was suddenly in chaos, countless cultivators were talking to each other, listening to each other for some news, and even those disciples of the Holy Demon Sect were at a loss and buzzed.

However, this situation did not last long, and there seemed to be someone in the team who suppressed the restlessness. After a few moments, the whole team slowly moved forward again.

It's just that no one found out that there were two more men and one woman in the team, and it was Kong Laosan, Wen Hao, and Jiang Lier who were disguised.

Two hours later, Kong Laosan, who was originally moving forward with everyone, frowned slightly, but did not say anything, after about a stick of incense, a streamer galloped from a distance, and turned into a man in his thirties, who was the Jindan ancestor who chased out.

At this moment, this ancestor didn't have a superfluous expression on his face, and he didn't care just by glancing at the team behind him.

Two months later, the team was deep in the barren forest, and the green trees that had surrounded them had long since disappeared, replaced by countless low, pitch-black shrubs.

Surrounded by mountains and rocks, continuous ravines, and staggered winds, it looks like an uncivilized wilderness.

The people of the Holy Demon Gate seemed to have become accustomed to this place, driving everyone to keep walking towards the depths.

At this moment, Kong Laosan, who was mixed in the team, was also in rags, looking like he had a vegetable face, but under the surge of his thoughts, he kept looking at the surrounding environment.

Two days later, the team came to an extremely steep valley, surrounded by steep mountains and rocks, as far as the eye could see, there were a hundred feet of steepness, the divine thought swept over, Kong Laosan's heart moved slightly, the surrounding mountain walls were covered by some kind of inexplicable strange power, and even the power of the divine thought could not detect the slightest news.

After about a cup of tea, dozens of sounds similar to tiger roars shook the sky from the valley, and under the investigation of Kong Laosan's divine thoughts, the strange power that was originally attached to the mountain wall disappeared without a trace, and immediately, a huge figure with ribbed wings flew out of the valley.

"It's ...... Yin Biao?"

Seeing these demon beasts, Kong Laosan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he muttered unconsciously, the appearance of these demon beasts in front of him was exactly the same as the phantom of the rune soldiers cast by the woman in the red dress in Jicheng at the beginning.

Yin Biao clan, tiger head and body, rib wings, forehead single horn, the top race in the demon clan, rumored to carry the blood of the ancient demon "roar", now although the strength is weak, not defeated by those strong demon clans, but the potential of the group itself is undoubted.

"Haha, Leng Daoyou, I didn't expect you to come to our Yin Xiao Valley in person, it's really a rare guest, the old man has missed the distance, and I hope that Daoyou is not strange. ”

A rough and slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears like a thunderbolt, and at the same time, a tall figure about three feet or so smashed to the ground like a cannonball.

Seeing the figure in front of him, the middle-aged man surnamed Leng frowned without a trace, and then returned to his previous expressionless face, "The ancestor commanded, Leng has come from now, looking at the appearance of the demon king now, I think I will soon break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of the demon baby, right?"

Facing the ninth-order demon king in front of him, who was equivalent to the late stage of the human race Jindan, the middle-aged man surnamed Leng was still not cold, and there was no politeness in his tone.

The demon king in front of him has a human body, wings, a single horn on his forehead that has not yet melted, and there are still a lot of scales on his skin and arms, which looks a little nondescript.

"Hahahaha, Xiao has been trapped in this realm for more than two hundred years, it is not easy to break through, the demon clan is not as favored by heaven as your human race, and the road of cultivation is difficult and abnormal, and now in addition to the old man, there are only some things left in the clan, I am afraid that after a hundred years, our Yin Biao clan will be wiped out!"

The Howling Demon King said, his tone was rare and lonely, but then he restrained his emotions, and swept around the team with a pair of purple pupils, but he sighed lightly, and his brows furrowed, "Why is the number so much less this time than before? The 100,000 cultivators who were promised to your Holy Demon Sect at the beginning, you shouldn't be mistaken, right?"

Speaking of this, the originally peaceful atmosphere was instantly broken, the voice of the Howling Demon King sank, the pressure around him increased sharply, and even the free heaven and earth spiritual power in the surrounding space became irritable.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man surnamed Leng frowned, but he still explained, " Naturally, we will not break our promises to the Holy Demon Gate, but we also have difficulties, now that the nearby Terran gathering place has been destroyed, we are no longer tolerant of the Terrans, and the pressure is not small, now Leng is here to discuss with the Demon King, at most another month, the remaining three thousand cultivators will definitely be sent, of course, if the Demon King insists on refusing to forgive time, Leng can only return to the sect and invite our Holy Demon Ancestor to come here and talk to the Demon King in person. ”

Hearing what the middle-aged man surnamed Leng said, the original tense atmosphere was instantly reconciled, and the Demon King laughed, "This is natural, since you have been waiting for so many years, it doesn't hurt to wait for more than a month, but this king will give you another month at most, if there is any mistake at that time, then don't blame this king for breaking his promise." ”

"It's nature!"

Seeing that the Xiao Demon King agreed, the middle-aged man surnamed Leng also secretly sighed in his heart, and just wanted to say goodbye and leave, but before he could speak, a yin voice had already come out of the valley, "Brother Xiao, but the last batch of Terran cultivators have already arrived?"

The voice fell, but I saw an old man with a pale face flying out of the valley.

Kong Laosan heard this familiar voice, subconsciously looked towards the figure, and when he saw the figure's face clearly, an uncontrollable killing force suddenly rose out from the bottom of his heart.