He saw that he was about to lose here, and when he heard the sound of squeaking friction, he hurriedly turned his eyes to look at the sarcophagus, and sure enough, the sarcophagus was pushed open, although it was only pushed away, but it didn't see anything unusual.

The bamboo flute's heart sank, and the action of casting the formation slowed down for a moment, and the pipa who had already attacked accurately seized this opportunity, and Xiao in his hand stabbed it through the gap in the formation, and pointed it on the shoulder of the bamboo flute, and the spiritual power exploded, but there was no imaginary flesh and blood.

The pipa was slightly stunned, and the clothes on the bamboo flute flashed, and it was still a formation, and he didn't even let go of the clothes.

The bamboo flute took a step back, and after opening up the distance, he quickly used the formation to block the pipa, and at the same time looked at the person in the seat in a blink of an eye, the demon lord seemed to have failed, and now he was the only one he could rely on.

"We ......"

"There will be no time after that. ”

The person on the seat said with a smile, and the bamboo flute grabbed him with his hand, and at the same time threw out the formation, trapped the upper seat on the seat, and grabbed the other party's neck, but the bamboo flute's face was even more ugly, because it was too easy.

The other party didn't resist, didn't struggle, let his five fingers get harder and harder, the bamboo flute was flustered, staring at that face, and his face that was always smiling, at the moment without a smile actually looked a little gloomy.

His move made Pipa and He Sifang a little confused.

At the sarcophagus, Tian Sisi said in a deep voice: "It's actually an empty coffin." ”

Hearing this, the bamboo flute's expression became more complicated.

The sound of banging was endless, and there was a problem with the last link of the formation, which caused the formation to fail, and many disciples who had lost too much blood and fell to the ground without the control of the formation.

Miao Xianyin sighed, she had no way to unravel this formation after all.

"Smiling Tiger, is it too late for you to make meritorious service now? He Sifang said disdainfully.

"It's not an empty coffin, the corpse has turned to ashes. Si Nanyin stood beside the sarcophagus, looking at the thick layer of ash at the bottom of the coffin, this is the fate of a generation of demon masters, and for a while there was still some concern in his heart.

Zhu Di knew that he had failed, but he was not reconciled, he gave up everything, everything he had.

The five fingers almost pinched the head of the person on the seat, but he found that something was wrong, as a person who was proficient in the formation, he touched it with his own hands at this time, and he noticed that something was wrong with the person on the seat.

But this discovery made him even more angry, his five fingers and green tendons burst out, completely pinched off the other party's neck, and the person who lost his life gradually weakened his body, and finally rolled a piece of wood from the chair to the ground with a "poof".

"It's ...... Illusion!"

Now even He Sifang can see that this demon clan is really playing.

"Whatever he does, capture this traitor!" Enough of the excitement, Lang Pipa continued to attack the bamboo flute.

The bamboo flute, who was tricked by calculations, could only swallow this evil breath temporarily, turned her eyes over everyone, and landed on Miao Xianyin's body, she was checking the pulse of those disciples who had fainted, and her every move was so gentle, even if the clothes were stained with blood.

This picture seems to others to be holy out of the mud, but in the eyes of the bamboo flute, it is just hypocrisy, hypocrisy!

It was with this gesture that she took away everything that should have belonged to her!

His eyes were turning, and he fell on the sarcophagus that had been completely opened, and it was empty, just like his current self, and the bamboo basket was empty.

I can't spend any more time here, but fortunately, I'm ready to retreat.

Next time, I will never fail!

I saw that the bamboo flute kept gesturing with both hands in front of him, the movements were fast and complicated, and when he saw this, he shouted, "Quick, someone, he's going to run!"

Immediately, several people next to the sarcophagus attacked the bamboo flute, but after all, it was a step too late.

Miao Xianyin looked back when she heard the sound, the figure of the bamboo flute was disappearing in the formation, the attacks of the people around him were endless, and in a trance she actually felt that she had seen the past, and the bamboo flute happily showed her her formation, it was the festival, and the fireworks were blooming in the sky one by one.

Everyone didn't leave the bamboo flute, and the pipa scolded and cursed in a low voice.

"Are we being calculated?" He Sifang suddenly asked.

The crowd was silent.

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outside

Teng Long's face changed suddenly, and he glanced into the hole.

Ruan Linlang flipped the play beads in her hands, although she was over half a hundred years old, her eyes still looked a little eccentric, and at this time she looked at the Tenglong clan playfully, "It seems that you won't be able to last long." ”

The Teng Long clan looked at this human saint who had been fighting with him for a long time, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to see it, so it seemed that he was deliberately using this way of fighting not to collide with himself, so as to consume himself.

The Terrans are really cunning.

"You guys, failed. ”

The figure of the Teng Long clan has gradually blurred, different from the illusion of the person on the seat, he used the remaining formation to teleport over a clone formed by his own demonic energy, and this demonic energy is about to be exhausted.

"It's just the beginning. ”

When the words fell, the figure of the Tenglong clan also completely dissipated, and only a few demons left had no backbone, and they died in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the enemy was finally gone, all the disciples of the human race were spread on the ground, and even fainted directly.

Ruan Linlang stood silent for a while, this world is going to be unpeaceful again.

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Demon World, Kill Demon Temple

The Tenglong clan, who disappeared from the world, was walking on the steps of the white fangs at this time, and the demon soldiers standing guard on both sides of the steps, holding spears and wearing armor, all bowed their heads to the Tenglong clan.

At the end of the stairs is the symbol of the demon race, the Killing Demon Temple, and the giant eye on the top of the temple is almost connected to the dark sky.

The giant eyes blinked from time to time, as if they were seeing everything that happened in this demon world, which was very weird.

The Tenglong clan soon came to the temple gate, and with his strong body, he was still as small as an ant in front of the temple gate.

The demon soldier guarding the door opened the door with vision, and the dark wind blew in his face, blowing the long beard on the face of the Teng Long clan, and strode in, the door slowly closing behind him.

The faint light of the white candle could not illuminate the hall clearly, and everything seemed vague and empty.

The black blanket is very soft, it is the fur of the long-haired clan, it is peeled alive, and then soaked in its blood, the white hair is dyed bright red, after a long time of wind blowing, gradually blackened, it is the softest thing in this demon world, and it is deeply loved by the demon nobles.

The Tenglong clan was a hundred meters away before coming to the high seat, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and put his right hand on his left chest, "Meet the Demon Emperor, the land left behind by the human race has failed." ”

"Yo~ If you Tenglong clan patriarch personally takes action, it will still fail, isn't it time for your old man to live in his old age. ”

The charming woman nestled in her solid arms and said sneeringly.

She has a bewitching countenance, with rings hanging from the fiery horns on her head.

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