Ten thousand miles away in the southwest of the Xia Kingdom, there is a mountain, which is called: Dry Mountain.

The dry mountains are thousands of feet high, and there are all rocks and yellow sand as far as the eye can see, and there are no animals and plants.

After Zhu Tiancang arrived here, his gaze wandered.

According to Huang Puxiong's memory, every time he came here, he would burn incense and pray, and then turn back into a monster with a green face and fangs and come down from the mountain to wait for him to enter.

Stepping to the foot of the mountain, Zhu Tiancang sensed the surroundings with his divine sense, and only after a long time did he open his eyes and muttered: "Sure enough, this dry mountain has been placed with a ban, if no one comes out from the inside to answer, once you set foot on it, the ban will be triggered, so that the demon monks in the mountain will be on guard." ”

As he spoke, the prohibition shook, and then he could see a number of blue-faced fanged monsters flying out of the wind from the top of the dry mountain, and the target should be Xia Guo.

Glancing at those monsters, Zhu Tiancang's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain, these blue-faced and fanged monsters didn't even have earth immortals, they thought they were the soldiers sent by the demon monks.

Of course, Zhu Tiancang had no intention of letting them go.

After all, these few monsters who refine qi and transform gods are like ants in his eyes, but once they arrive in the Xia Kingdom, they are almost a destructive existence.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tiancang cast a cloud escape, and a dodge was to come to the body of several monsters, and said, "Everyone, this marshal will send you to hell." ”

As he spoke, the Void Finger was cast, and four sword qi flew out from his fingertips, and without the slightest surprise, he killed the four blue-faced fanged monsters.

After doing all this, Zhu Tiancang took out the nine-tooth nail rake, and the mana was instantly smashed towards the prohibition on the dry mountain.

Bang –

The power of a rake will instantly break the ban on the dry mountain.

Immediately afterwards, an angry rebuke came from the dry mountain: "Who is coming, dare to go to the territory of this demon king to spread wild." ”

As this voice fell, a dense blue-faced fanged figure burst out from the dry mountain, and a figure shrouded in black fog and a silver mask came to Zhu Tiancang's body.

This demon's gaze swept over Zhu Tiancang, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't have the anger just now, and said, "This fellow Daoist, I don't know why you broke the prohibition of my territory. ”

In this regard, a trace of mockery flashed in Zhu Tiancang's eyes, and after looking up and down on his body, he said: "This marshal does not talk to people who hide their heads and tails. ”

As soon as these words came out, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the demon cultivator, but he also converged the black mist on his body into his body, revealing his true face.

I saw that he was eight feet tall, his muscles were bulging, and he was not wearing a robe but a set of pitch-black stomach armor, with a silver mask and black purple hair, he looked quite majestic.

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang waved his hand and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to calculate the Zhu family of Xia Kingdom." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the Demon Dao Demon Cultivator shrank, and then he stared at Zhu Tiancang and said, "Are you the reinforcement invited by the Zhu family?"

Needless to say, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Isn't it obvious. ”

After a pause, Zhu Tiancang's gaze swept over the blue-faced fanged monsters behind him.

These guys have demonic aura on their bodies but there is not the slightest sign of demonic qi, which means that this demonic path demon cultivator has not taught his demonic path methods to these subordinates.

It was precisely because of this that Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said secretly: "In this way, this demon cultivator should have obtained the treasure of the Demon Dao Monk, or the inheritance, not a real Demon Dao Monk." ”

In Zhu Tiancang's understanding, the Demon Dao cultivator attaches great importance to development, and generally a person who cultivates will at least spread this skill to the greatest extent possible, so that the luck of the Demon Dao will increase.

Therefore, from this point, it can be concluded that the latter is not a serious Demon Dao monk, at most, even if he is a halfway monk, Zhu Tiancang is more sure to deal with it.

At this time, the demon cultivator also understood what was going on.

He asked Huang Puxiong to kill the Zhu family, and Zhu Tiancang was a monk invited by the Zhu family, so I am afraid that there is no room for negotiation between the two sides.

Since he has been dying, this demon cultivator is also ruthless, and almost instantly, he took out a big knife and killed Zhu Tiancang, and shouted in a low voice: "Since this is the case, then you will die for me." ”

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shone brightly, and he tightened the nine-tooth nail rake in his hand, and said, "It's a good time, and let Marshal Ben see how your half-hung demon path cultivation is!"

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang was attacking, and the two sides fought fiercely together in mid-air.

Although this demon cultivator is the Great Perfection of Heavenly Immortals, after all, he is a halfway monk and does not have any background to explain, how can he be the opponent of Zhu Tiancang, the inheritor of the Red Daoist Family?

It's just that after less than a hundred moves, Zhu Tiancang grabbed a flaw in the latter, and when the nine-toothed nail rake waved, it directly smashed the stomach armor on his body, and the sharp nail rake left nine blood marks on his body.

was hit by Zhu Tiancang, and the demon cultivator immediately retreated, and Zhu Tiancang was separated by a hundred zhang and stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his waist, and said: "Hurt me, damn monk, I will never die with you." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang plucked out his ears and said, "It's up to you!" As he spoke, he did not hide the disdain in his expression.

To be honest, Zhu Tiancang was very disappointed in his heart.

I thought that the Demon Dao Cultivator could make a big deal and test his cultivation results in the Three Star Temple, but now it seems that this demon cultivator does not have that ability.

However, in the next second, Zhu Tiancang paid for his arrogance.

I saw that the demon cultivator was stimulated by Zhu Tiancang's disdain, and he was angry and took out a third-grade black lotus.

With the injection of demon cultivation's mana, the black lotus flew directly to the top of Zhu Tiancang's head, and the terrifying power of imprisonment suppressed him, and even his actions became extremely difficult.

The demon cultivator followed up with an attack on Zhu Tiancang, only to see that the blade in his hand was a magic weapon, and under his control, there was a steady stream of attackers Zhu Tiancang.

And at this moment, Zhu Tiancang was imprisoned by the Sanpin Black Lotus, and he couldn't get out at all, so these blows were all hit on his body hard, and for a while, the flesh and blood on his body bloomed, and the blood rendered the white robe.

Enduring the pain on his body, Zhu Tiancang raised his head and stared at the three-rank black lotus that was flashing with a ghostly light, and muttered, "Damn, what is this?"

However, the demon cultivator didn't give Zhu Tiancang any explanation, and his divine thoughts controlled the magic weapon to attack more and more frequently, and for a while, Zhu Tiancang was scarred.

A quarter of an hour later, the demon cultivator laughed and took the magic weapon in his hand and said, "Damn monk, you give me death." ”

As he spoke, he mobilized all the mana in his body and injected it into the magic weapon, and went straight towards Zhu Tiancang.

Bang –

In the next second, Zhu Tiancang's body exploded, and pieces of minced meat fell from mid-air as the blood mist rose.

Seeing this, the demon cultivator laughed even more happily and arrogantly, put away the three-grade black lotus, and said, "Damn monk, let you despise this king, how can this king be despised by you and other ants." ”