Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, Jin Ge Iron Horse, came to take the first eight flying swords in a dream and returned to Ye Xiaodie's sleeve in turn.

Deeply bowed to Yu Qiushi's corpse, and this time Ye Xiaodie's whole person sat on the ground.

The flames on the old flame demon gradually receded, and blood trickled out of his sandalwood hole, perhaps because of this, the face of the old flame demon also became much yellower.

"I didn't expect it to capsize in the gutter!"

Every time the old flame demon said a word, blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

"You really think you've won?"

The old flame demon smiled contemptuously at Yu Qiushi's corpse, and then staggered away.

"Big brother!"

Black Water and Stygian Poison hurriedly abandoned Yuantong and Jian San, and flew to the side of the Flame Demon Monster.

"Hehe! The two virtuous brothers are more concerned, but don't forget, who taught you this Dafa of absorbing gong!"

As soon as the black water and the poison arrived at the side of the old flame demon, the originally weak appearance of the old demon disappeared in an instant.

The left and right hands were clasped on the shoulder socket of the Dark Poison and the veins of the Black Water respectively, and the two of them were startled, and the speed that was already visible to the naked eye, and the whole person quickly dried up.

"I'm sorry, two brothers, can I give you this cultivation of Lao Tzu!"

Looking at the two dried corpses at his feet, a sneer flashed in the eyes of the old flame demon who had regained some ruddy color.

"Old Flame Demon Monster, now that you are at the end of your crossbow, do you still want to die and struggle?"

Jian San and Yuantong stood side by side, blocking the fire demon old monster with the Red Dust Sword and the Demon Descending Wand.

"You want to die too?"

The old flame demon sneered with a slanted mouth.

"It's a pity that the old man's time is running out, so he won't waste it on you nameless juniors!"

The old flame demon spoke with a little smugness, but more with pride.

"I'm not going to play with you! Good dogs don't get in the way!"

The sound of the old flame demon gritting his teeth was everywhere around the Scripture Tower.

In the next moment, the flame demon old monster turned into a ball of fire and shot towards the Scripture Hidden Tower.

Jian San and Yuantong tried their best to stop it, but where could the two of them stop the last blow of the Flame Demon Old Monster's desperate life?

There are two more deep pits in front of the Tibetan scripture tower, and at this time, Jian San and Yuantong lying in the pit no longer have the demeanor of their predecessors.

Boom - Boom -

The Old Flame Demon slammed into the Scripture Tower, and then seemed to respond to the Flame Demon Monster's actions, and the Flame Demon Monster shook violently until it tilted......

Brush Brush Brush –

Countless figures flew out of the scripture tower, falling like meteors, and everyone was in a clear camp.

Qin Ruyu and Qin Wushuang stood on one side with Li Wan on their guard, and Yu Wenzheng stood on the other side with the support of his entourage.

Jin Chanzi and Van Khotan came to Yuantong's side under the escort of their respective martial spirits, and coincidentally, Lin Jingyu, who was standing next to Jian San, also made the same choice.

At this moment, it seems that everyone has not abandoned everyone's grievances, and they all look at the dust and smoke under the scripture tower.

There, a lonely figure stood, and in front of that figure, the old flame demon knelt on his knees, like the most devout believer.

"The disciple greets the ancestor. ”

The old flame demon knelt on his knees, finished the last sentence with his own strength, and then lowered his head slightly, and then stopped breathing.

"Well done!"

The figure patted the old flame demon on the shoulder, and then the old flame demon turned into a blood mist and melted into the palm of the figure, and then the figure became a little stronger.

"Oh no, let's go!"

The three figures on the cliff in the distance galloped away, and before Chi Luo could make any sound, the whole person disappeared in place, leaving only a remnant of flowers.

"It seems that the legend is true!"

Standing beside Ye Xiaodie, Qi Zhenqing's expression was cold, and Qiao Santong had already appeared beside Qi Zhenqing.

Legend has it that there are not only immortals in the sky, but also gods and demons, when the immortals defeated the gods and demons, the gods and demons were driven to the north of the Tianshan Mountains, and they have never stepped on the Tianshan Mountains for thousands of years.

One hundred and ten years ago, the Eight Monsters of Tianchi became famous, especially the old monsters of the Flame Demon were known for their ruthlessness and cruelty, and hundreds of encirclements and suppressions organized by famous and decent organizations were always helpless.

At that time, there was a legend in the rivers and lakes that the reason why the old monster of the fire demon had cultivated by leaps and bounds within ten years was because he sacrificed his life to the gods and demons.

"It is worthy of being the prince of Daliang, and it is actually a double martial spirit!"

"Aren't those brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong?"

"It seems that it is! That Heavenly Seal and Yin-Yang Mirror are their natal magic weapons!"

Just when Qi Zhenqing told Ye Xiaodi his guess about the figure under the Tibetan Scripture Tower, Yuwen Zheng summoned his martial spirit, causing bursts of exclamations.

"Senior, but the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor?"

Yin Jiao, who was holding the seal of the sky, looked at the figure under the Tibetan scripture tower from afar.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that after so long, there would still be people who remember the old man!"

The Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor smiled very kindly, but his admission made those who had memories of distant times chill their hearts.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor admitted it, Yin Jiao instantly turned into three heads and six arms, each with a law enforcement treasure. And Yin Hong also clenched the yin-yang mirror, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

"I'm going to bother you again!"

tacitly converged with Qi Zhenqing and Ye Xiaodie, and made amends in a clear voice, and Qin Ruyu also had an old woman by her side.

"Qin Wushuang visited the Ancestor. ”

As soon as the old man appeared, Qin Wushuang immediately knelt down and saluted.

Qin Xuan, the ancestor of the Qin family, Ye Xiaodi heard of this influential figure in Li Maogong's mouth.

The title of the Qin family's loyal martyrs was carried by this old ancestor. There are few legends about Qin Xuan's strength cultivation, but it is widely known that Huo Xiaoru is her apprentice, and it is rumored that Huo Xiaoru challenged Qin Xuan ten times that year, and the record was completely defeated, even in the last battle, Qin Xuan was already one hundred and seven years old.

"Yes, all good!"

Qin Xuan's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, especially when he saw Ye Xiaodi, the smile on Qin Xuan's face reflected satisfaction.

"Senior, dare to ask ......"

Qi Zhenqing saluted Qin Xuan, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Xuan waving his hand.

"Your guess is right, that person is indeed a member of the gods and demons, named Ten Thousand Demons, he used to be a king, and then he met Chu Madtu!"

As he spoke, Qin Xuan looked at the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor, his eyes full of contempt, but he was engrossed in staring at the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor's every move.

"Stand down, if we can't stop it, that's your fate!"

Qin Xuan gave an order to Qin Ruyu and the others, and then walked forward slowly.

Although there was no communication, the Yin Jiao Yin Hong brothers, as well as Jian San and Yuantong, all made the same choice as Qin Xuan.

Regardless of whether they got the opportunity in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion or not, whether it was sincere or false, under the orders of several masters, many young people slowly retreated to make room for a few people.

The dragon head cane in Qin Xuan's hand slammed heavily on the ground, Yin Jiao, who had three heads and six arms, and Yin Hong, who was holding a yin-yang mirror, were murderous, the demon Zen staff was ringing, and although the red dust sword was dim, the killing intent was undiminished.

At this moment, who said that differences do not conspire with each other?