"Gongsun old thief, if the lonely king does not die, he will not be finished with you!" The wolf king hung his huge head weakly, and there was an incomparably fierce light in his eyes that flashed away, and at this moment, the dirty black bones were still twisting wildly, which had already destroyed the wolf king's internal organs, and was slowly wearing away its natal essence that was almost about to collapse.

Gongsun Zhenqiao turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, in his opinion, the wasteland is a place of natural selection, the survival of the fittest, the weak deserve to be trampled on, die under the vast heavenly way, not to mention, the alien slaughter, there is not the slightest emotion, I believe that if Gongsun Zhenpoor is not for the Demon Sect spirit weapon at this moment, he will definitely kill this alien without hesitation.

"If it's not my race, its heart can be punished!" Gongsun Zhenqi whispered, not caring at all about the wolf king's extremely painful appearance at this moment, in his eyes, in a wasteland where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, it is really normal for this kind of thing to happen.

"Whew!" the wolf king grinned in pain, and his deeply-sunken eyes, which had been smashed by dirty black bones, slowly flowed out a large amount of blood at this time.

The air was polluted, and a smell full of blood suddenly spread around, and even Gongsun Zhenqiao couldn't help frowning, obviously disgusted.

The blood of the wolf king flowed on the ground, and some plants that grew in the shadows suddenly began to wither, showing what terrible toxins these blood contained.

Gongsun Zhen said poorly: "Do you know the origin of this bone?" After a pause, he said with a cruel smile: "Then let the old man tell you its origin, haha...... In ancient times, did your clan have a brave and invincible ancestor?"

The wolf king was silent, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Gongsun Zhenqiang said: "The Demon Sect has been dormant for thousands of years and has collected many secret treasures, how about it, the old man can't exchange this bone for something on your body, right?"

"You are delusional, you can die under the pressure of the ancestors, and the lone king can be regarded as dying without regrets. The wolf king roared, still soft and hard.

Gongsun Zhenqiao stroked his beard and said: "Death is coming, but you evil beast is still obsessed, then it is okay, let these descendants of your go to your funeral first, but the old man told you that no matter what, the spirit weapon of the Demon Sect cannot be lost, even if this branch of the wolf clan is extinct, one day, the Demon Sect will break through the bloodline source of the wolf clan and wipe out you from the wasteland." ”

The wolf king stared at the bloody eyes, stared at the black-robed Gongsun Zhenqiao in front of him, and said coldly: "Then good, the lonely king will wait and see!"

Click.

Suddenly, the wolf king's huge body let out bursts of explosions, and the red glow of the dirty black bones in its body began to burn, and after some abrasion, it finally destroyed the already weak essence of life.

The wolf king didn't even have time to let out an unwilling roar before he could close his eyes and die in the cold mist.

Gongsun Zhenqiao frowned and said, "The king of the alien race is so vulnerable. ”

Afterwards, Gongsun Zhenqiao turned his head and said to the group of Demon Sect disciples: "The monks here will be suppressed except for the Demon Sect!"

"Obey!" The disciples of the Demon Sect all hugged their fists and bowed to Gongsun Zhenqiang, and they all echoed respectfully.

Gongsun Zhenqiu nodded, then stroked his beard and slowly retreated into the distance.

"Kill all the Tianjiao here?" In the dark, Lin Ming saw this scene very clearly, he was a little suspicious of his ears, did he hear it wrong, the Demon Sect has such a big appetite, can eat up all the Tianjiao?

At this time, among the disciples of the Demon Sect, a monk with a pitch-black sword on his back walked out, his eyes were like a cold wind in the cold winter, and after seeing it, people couldn't help but feel frightened.

"Two friends, show up!" the black-robed monk sneered, and then said coldly.

In the dark and mysterious mist, the wolf king has long been silent, and his blood is flowing in Bobo.

"It turns out that you have already discovered the two of us!" Lin Ming suddenly opened his palm, allowing the sword spirit to slowly fall into the palm of his hand, and then he grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, ready to take the sword spirit by surprise and use it as a hidden weapon.

The black-robed monk's name is "Cang Mo", he has been apprenticed to Gongsun Zhenpoor since he was a child, and he is quite talented in cultivation, and now he is in the middle of the body refining realm, and he is also an outstanding leader in the same level.

At this time, Lin Ming and Chen Xiang slowly walked out of the fog and looked at the desert from afar.

Cang Mo said: "Master has an order, if you are not a person in the Demon Sect, you can't be killed." After a pause, Cang Mo said: "I'll give you a chance to fight a fair duel, who will come first?"

"If it's not my race, its heart can be punished!" Lin Ming said thoughtfully, "This is indeed in line with the consistent style of the Demon Sect. ”

Cang Mo saw through Lin Ming's identity, and couldn't help but make Lin Ming feel depressed, and at this time, he sensed that on Cang Mo's body, there was an incomparably violent anger lurking.

There is no need to think about it, for many years, Cang Mo must have undergone the baptism of demon blood, and deep down in his heart, he deeply believes in the art of killing.

There is no other way to deal with this kind of ruthless person, but to stop killing and speak with strength.

Cang Mo said: "Since no one is silent, then it's good for you!" After that, Cang Mo pointed his finger at Chen Xiang and said, "You come out and duel with me!"

Chen Xiang subconsciously took a step back and stammered, "Lin Daoyou...... Help me!"

Lin Ming had nothing to say, and he despised Chen Xiang's backbone from the bottom of his heart, but after all, he shook his head and decided to come forward at a critical moment.

Chen Xiang is like eating bitter melon, and his heart has mixed tastes, you must know that his realm is only in the early stage of body refining, if he does it with Cang Mo, what is the difference between him and seeking death?

But Lin Ming was fearless, and he still had a very strong attitude in the face of the unfathomable desert of cultivation.

Cang Mo said: "It's okay, you both have to die anyway, whoever comes first and whoever comes later is the same." ”

Lin Ming frowned, he felt very unhappy in his heart, being despised so much was like trampling on all his dignity.

Suddenly, Cang Mo pulled out the long sword on his back and walked towards Lin Ming.

Lin Ming's scalp was numb, and he only felt that there seemed to be a strong wind howling in front of him, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

Phew!

As soon as the sword was slashed out, he saw that the figure of the desert disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, Lin Ming's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly began to look around, for fear of being ambushed.

In the flash of light, Lin Ming gasped, and then suddenly let go of his hand, and threw out the sword spirit.

Sonorous!

Although the sword spirit is only the size of a palm, it contains extremely violent energy, and the movement can destroy the solid mountain stone, only to hear a boom, and then you can see a smooth stone wall, scarlet blood suddenly flowing, and a muffled snort in the darkness, breaking the deathly silence.

At this time, I saw that Cang Mo had been injured by the sword spirit, and in his chest, there was a bloody hole.

Even the stone wall turned from black to blood red in an instant.