The clown smiled "hehe", rolled his eyes slightly, and said, "Of course the good things are saved for the end! Let you brutes taste my Thunder Artillery!"

After saying that, he shot at a demon beast in front of him.

"Boom!"

After the monster was shot, it exploded!

But what made everyone stunned was that the demon beast was not even bleeding at the skin and flesh except for the fact that the explosion was a little blackened, at best it was pushed down by the air flow of the explosion, and it stood up in an instant, and pounced towards the clown with a fierce face.

Liu Banxian's eyes were quick, the blue fireball in his hand flashed, and he threw it at the rushing demon beast.

After the fireball hit the demon beast, it instantly burst into flames, and the demon beast let out a painful roar.

"Smack!"

The demon beast landed and almost hit Liu Banxian, but fortunately, he had sharp legs and feet and dodged in time.

"What's going on with this? Are you relying on this thing to pull hatred? Are you a toy gun or an artillery? Doesn't it mean that people in the Xuanwu and Xuanhuang realms can be killed? But there is not even a wound on the demon beast!" Liu Banxian looked at the terrifying-looking spear, and his power was so weak that he was impotent, and he was very helpless.

The clown was stunned for a while, and his grinning face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Liu Banxian didn't bother to pay attention to him, walked quickly to the side of the general, and shouted: "Boss, I found a problem, these demon beasts don't seem to have any minds, although they are extremely fierce and cruel, and even have the level of Xuanwu and Xuanhuang, they rarely use spells, and basically use primitive biting instinct as an attack method." Only when you are injured and unable to move will you remember to use a spell attack. They are very much like puppets or puppets, there should be someone behind them, and the best way I can solve these monsters is to find the person behind them!"

What he said, the people around him heard it clearly, and their eyes lit up, and they looked towards the periphery of the battlefield, looking for the person who controlled the demon beast.

The determination in Murong Tian's eyes was immediately replaced by hope, and after he killed the demon beast in front of him, he immediately jumped high and jumped high towards the periphery of the battlefield.

The general guard also jumped forward, followed closely, and secretly said in his heart, Lao Liu is Lao Liu, it is worthy of eating rice for a few more years, and at the critical time, he still observes carefully and analyzes thoroughly.

Before, he basically used one move to defeat the enemy of the demon beasts, so he didn't observe it carefully, and he only ignored this point when the demon beasts were killed by himself before they could use their spells.

Looking at it now, these demon beasts do look like beasts full of primitive instincts, and they are not on the same IQ line as the demon beasts in the demon clan's territory at all, just like people who have been drained of their souls.

After Jiang Shou and Murong Tian rushed out of the battlefield, sure enough, there was a person in a black cloak, standing not far from the battlefield, and in front of him, there was a table with a black, charcoal-like guqin on it.

The reason why you can see the guqin is because it resembles a guqin, and there are several strings on the surface of the qin, which occasionally shine in the moonlight.

Although the man in the black cloak was playing the strings, Jiang Shou and Murong Tian couldn't hear any sound.

Don't... Could it be that only demon beasts can hear it!

As if sensing that someone had noticed him, the black-cloaked man turned his head sharply to look at Murong Tianhe and the generals.

Shomori gasped, and on his face shrouded in black cloak, there were a pair of very terrifying green eyes, like a ghost fire in the night.

But he quickly calmed down, and looked at the outfit of the black cloaked man, eighty percent of them were the same as the tyrant and the fox, they were all the sons of the Black Jiao King, one of the nine sons of the legend.

I just didn't know that the black-cloaked man in front of me was the son of the Black Jiao King.

"Yes, you can find me. The black-cloaked man said with a bit of approval in his tone.

His voice was muffled, somewhat like the cries of a ploughing ox.

"Hmph, the shameless Black Dragon Alliance actually secretly manipulated demon beasts to attack my cultivation realm, I'll kill you right now!" Murong Tian's tone was full of anger, and the long sword in his hand seemed to sense his anger, making a buzzing sound, and then stabbed at the man in the black cloak.

"Cultivators who have entered the realm of gods still dare to be presumptuous with me!" The black-cloaked man regarded Murong Tian and the cold sword blade who rushed over as air, ignored him at all, and continued to play the piano by himself.

Murong Tian looked at the black cloaked man's contemptuous expression, his brows twisted into a pimple, and angry flames appeared in his eyes, eager to pierce his body with one hundred and eighty holes.

"Don't!"

Shomori instinctively sensed that something was wrong, the black-cloaked man in front of him was too relaxed and calm, and there must be other people lurking around.

The Black Jiao King must come, because he wants to find himself!

Then his other sons must be around here, but they didn't show up, and eighty percent of them were hiding in the shadows, looking at themselves like watching a play.

Although Murong Tian heard the shouts of the general, he did not relent, Murong Tian wanted to turn all the pressure and pain he encountered tonight into the power of anger, and vent it all on this black-cloaked man, and it was not enough to dismantle him!

When Murong Tian was still ten meters away from the black-cloaked man, he kicked his legs and jumped up directly, his body parallel to the long sword, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the black-cloaked man's face hidden in the shadows.

At such a critical juncture, the man in the black cloak was still unflustered and played the piano calmly.

Just when Murong Tian's peak was less than half a meter away from the black cloaked man, a green light shot out quickly, directly hitting Murong Tian's long sword.

Murong Tian only felt a majestic force coming from the sword body, and his body flew out violently, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground.

The long sword in his hand flew out of his hand and pierced into the loess.

At the same time that Murong Tian was sent flying, Jiang Shou wanted to intercept the person who emitted green light, but he never made a move, because once he made a move, his identity would inevitably be exposed, and when the Black Jiao King and his other sons appeared, they would kill themselves and other humans desperately, and the final result would be the total annihilation.

Jiang Shou quickly moved to Murong Tian's side, helped him up, and checked his injuries.

"Poof!"

Murong Tian vomited blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and even his eyes were a little sloppy.

Next to the black-cloaked man playing the harp, another black-cloaked man gradually appeared out of thin air.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel the mocking face under his cloak.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, let me send you on your way!" A green light condensed in the hands of the other black-clothed man again, and shot at Murong Tianhe and the generals.

Murong Tian was seriously injured at this time, and he was no longer able to resist, he kept pushing the general guard with his hand, the meaning was very clear, let the general guard dodge, and didn't want the general to die with him.

Jiang Shou sighed helplessly, and suddenly blocked Murong Tian with his body, closed his eyes, and prepared to bear this blow hard.

But more than a dozen seconds passed, and neither the prepared "flight" nor vomiting blood took place.

It was as if the green light had disappeared or missed out of thin air.

When the Shogun looked back at the black-cloaked man, a familiar figure was standing in front of the two of them.

Seeing this person's back, Murong Tian was stunned for a few seconds, and then struggled to sit up in Jiang Shou's arms.

"It's... Is it the Ancestor?" Murong Tian asked with some confusion.

The figure didn't look back, didn't move or say anything, just stood there quietly, as if waiting for someone to appear.

The black-cloaked man who emitted a green light did not move, and even the black-cloaked man who was playing the piano next to him did not continue to play the piano, and the three groups of people actually stayed quietly in place at the same time.

At this time, the sound of fighting in the battlefield gradually became quieter, and the demon beasts suddenly left the middle of the battlefield in an orderly manner, retreating towards the periphery, surrounding the humans in the field.

"What's going on, how did they withdraw?"

"yes, what's going on?"

"No retreat, they're surrounding us!"

.........

People were a little puzzled, not understanding why the demon beasts suddenly retreated, but instead surrounded them, looking left and right.

Long...

"Hehe, old friend, it's been a long time, I didn't expect to see you again!" A laugh came from the air.

Jiang Shou's face became solemn, and he recognized this voice, it was the Black Jiao King who had been connected with him several times!

"Since we're here, let's show up. In order to block the green light figure of Jiang Shou and Murong Tian, he said lightly.

Just in front of the figure, a red shadow appeared out of thin air, gradually turning from the illusory to the real.

"Brother Murong Wudao, after nearly a thousand years, you are still so energetic, this is very uncommon among human beings!" The Black Jiao King is still the same as in the past, wearing a red cloak and a black giant Jiao tattooed on his back.

"Black Dragon King, you have lived for thousands of years, and you can still have such great scheming and desire, which is rare among demon beasts!" the figure continued.

After demon beasts generally become powerful, they will find a secluded place that is inaccessible, abandon their desires, cultivate with peace of mind, and look forward to one day soaring to become gods!

And Murong Wudao called the Black Jiao King the Black Dragon King, also because in the cultivation world, everyone called the leader of the Black Dragon Alliance the Black Dragon King the Black Dragon King.

Only in front of a demigod like the Relic God King, the Black Jiao King did not dare to call himself a dragon in vain, and could only call himself a Jiao.

Hearing the Black Jiao King's address to the old man, Jiang Shou and Murong Tian's expressions were stunned at the same time, and they instantly recognized the old man.

Jiang Shou remembered that the last time he stole the Nine Dragons Diagram in the Murong family, there was an old man chasing after him, and it seemed that he was the person in front of him.

And Murong Tian became excited, this is the ancestor of his Murong family, Murong Wudao!

In the past, I had only heard about his deeds in family stories, and I had seen his portrait in the cultivation room.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Murong family is still in the world, and now he is alive in front of him!

"I heard from others, aren't you already in seclusion and no longer ask about trivial matters? I haven't even seen you in the past few major events that happened in the Murong family, why are you going to reappear today?"

Murong Wudao sighed helplessly, and said: "If it's just about winning or losing, I won't come if it's vain, but..." he unconsciously glanced behind him, and continued: "It's just that today is about the only bloodline of my Murong family, so I can't ignore it." ”

After hearing this, Murong Tian's face became excited, and even a layer of tears appeared in his eyes.

The old ancestor came here specifically for him, how blessed he is to have such treatment!

"Oh, the young man in the back is your only bloodline?" the Black Jiao King said in a puzzled tone.

The old man nodded.

The Black Jiao King groaned slightly, and continued: "Then I let him go, how about you leave here immediately?"

The old man shook his head again.

The Black Jiao King's body was stunned, and his tone instantly became gloomy, and he said, "Then what do you want to do? Do you also want to leave your life here?" You know, your cultivation is not as good as mine, and now you are nameless, and you are not here!"

The old man sighed helplessly, and then looked up at the sky, as if reminiscing about his predecessors.

"Yes, I know very well that my cultivation is not as good as yours, and my master is nameless and no longer alive, but it's a pity that my junior is the deputy director of the General Bureau of the Hermit Alliance, and he has his due responsibility, and I am his ancestor, and I also have my due responsibility. Murong Wudao said these words very helplessly.

As the saying goes, the more power a person has, the greater the responsibility, and the greater the things involved.

Murong Tian is the deputy director of the Hermit Alliance, not only representing himself, but also representing the honor of the entire Murong family.

And Murong Tian is also the only male of the younger generation of the Murong family, so in order to keep the incense of the Murong family, Murong Wudao must also take on the responsibility of protecting the bloodline.

This also became Murong Wudao, who had to protect the people of the cultivation world together.

At least that's the case today.

"It seems that I have to kill you today, you know, how emotional it is to see an old friend who has known you for more than a thousand years, but I want to generalize this feeling into a permanent miss for you, which is really cruel. When the Black Jiao King said these words, he was a little sad.

It seems that in the long years, in addition to resentment, anger, and part of loneliness in his heart.

"Are you really going to kill someone who has known you for thousands of years?" a woman's voice rang out.

Jiang Shou was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, it seems that people are quite good today.

Beside Murong Wudao, two more figures appeared out of thin air.

At this time, the two did not cover their faces anymore, but showed their true faces, and their clothes were also very distinctive.

The poisonous girl was dressed in Miao clothes, and the woman next to her was wearing a black gauze long skirt, although it was pitch black around at night, but the general could see that there was a bright moon on the forehead of the woman in the black gauze long skirt.

"Poisonous girl, hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that the years have left some marks on your face. "The Black Jiao King's words were a little provocative.

"Black Dragon King, do you know what I hate about you the most? The poisonous girl immediately fought back and scolded.

"Hahaha... After so many years, your personality is still so impulsive, and it hasn't changed at all. The Black Jiao King laughed, and then his eyes looked at the woman in the black gauze dress beside the poisonous girl, and said, "Hey, the Ghost Moon Holy Maiden, that old guy is dead?"

The woman in the black gauze dress stared at the Black Jiao King, but she didn't answer him anything.

Will Shou be surprised, the Holy Maiden of the Ghost Moon?

Seeing that the Holy Maiden of the Statute ignored him, the Black Jiao King did not continue to entangle, groaned slightly, and continued: "Tonight is really interesting, half of the old friends are here, what about the five-colored messengers? What about the goddess? They didn't come? Just a few of you want to deal with me? That is, the Holy Maiden of the Ghost Moon is a bit of a threat, Wudao and poisonous girl, I only need one move to deal with you!"

Will be stunned, the Ghost Moon Saintess is a bit threatening?

What do you mean?

Could it be that the Ghost Moon Holy Maiden also has the cultivation of the righteous god realm?

But the previous few fights are not like ah, that is, a cultivation level with a poisonous girl, the realm of flying gods.

And who is the other five-color messenger?

Murong Wudao suddenly said at this time: "Don't think too much, no one wants to deal with you, I just hope that you can calm this meaningless battle, let's each let go, even if the door of the Heavenly Dao is opened, we will each be busy with each other, don't disturb each other, the two have nothing to do with each other, how about it?"

The Black Jiao King did not speak immediately, but paced left and right, as if he was thinking, but the guard found that he glanced at the Ghost Moon Saintess intentionally or unintentionally, as if the Ghost Moon Saintess was a big threat to him.

"Well, they've been friends for thousands of years, and I don't want to do too much, it's just that I need the Hermit Alliance to hand over someone. The Black Jiao King said suddenly.

Murong Wudao and the Ghost Moon Holy Maiden did not have any expression, but the poisonous girl was stunned, and asked directly: "Hand over someone? Could it be that you are here for one person this time? Who can bother the Black Dragon King to mobilize the crowd to come and ask for someone?"

Not only was the poisonous girl puzzled, but even Murong Tian was puzzled, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the crowd in the camp.

"That person stole my dragon ball three thousand years ago, destroyed the nature of the Heavenly Dao, made the heaven and earth no longer full of spiritual energy, made the land of Nine Dragons barren, and what's even more hateful, he made me lose the opportunity to become a true dragon! I must make him pay the price and take back everything I deserve!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew around, blowing the sound of "hulala" in everyone's clothes.

Murong Wudao's expression changed imperceptibly, the Ghost Moon Holy Maiden still looked indifferent, and the poisonous girl directly exclaimed: "What? really fake? You haven't found it for three thousand years, are you sure that human is still alive? Even human beings in the Righteous God Realm can't live to three thousand years, Master is an example, are you mistaken?"

The Black Jiao King shouted angrily: "What do you know! He has the breath of a true dragon on his body, every time he experiences a heavenly tribulation, I can feel it, because his heavenly tribulation is a tribulation of the Heavenly Dao and a test of the true dragon, and I will never be wrong with this kind of aura!"

The poisonous girl didn't seem to care about the anger of the Black Jiao King at all, and continued to ask: "Then when he crossed the tribulation, why didn't you find him and then kill him, but now you want to make trouble here and kill innocents in vain?"

The Black Jiao King seemed to realize that he was very angry, tried to calm his emotions, and said slowly: "I don't know who he is, I want him to take the initiative to stand up, I want to take back everything that belongs to me openly, I want him to cultivate like me, knock him down in front of everyone, and finally eat his flesh and drink his blood!"

After listening to the guard, he secretly said that this Black Jiao King is very shameless, what does it mean to take back everything openly, and what does it mean to defeat himself in front of everyone?

Obviously, the goddess saved herself, but he was forced to let him go.

But the good news is that he found out from the words of the Black Jiao King that the Black Jiao King still doesn't know his identity yet!

The decision will be made not to do anything until further changes in the situation before making a decision.