"I don't know what the seniors are doing here?" Although Yun Xiaotian was extremely cautious in his heart, a layer of cold sweat surged behind his back, but he didn't dare to be arrogant.

"Hey, the old man is not long dying, and he plans to cultivate a mantle heir among his children and grandchildren, but he didn't expect that the most favored junior will die on the battlefield here, what do you say I should do? If you hand over the murderer, I will turn around, otherwise I will raze Jubi Mountain with my own hands?"

The old man sighed, but the words he said were terrifying, even Yun Xiaotian did not dare to object, this is a demon who has survived the catastrophe, although he is not an immortal, but he is also a half-immortal body, his mana is profound, his strength is unfathomable, and it is easy to erase the Mahayana monks.

Thinking of this, Yun Xiaotian was drenched in cold sweat in the silver armor, cold all over his body, and his heart was anxious, no matter what kind of choice he wanted, but he didn't dare to raise the slightest bit of resistance.

"Can anyone admit to killing my grandson?" asked the old man Kurong lightly, his eyes swept over the twenty-three god-transforming monks of the demon clan and the two combined masters, including the old man Tiemu, which made people tremble, and their backs were drenched in cold sweat, for fear of cutting themselves.

With a light sigh, the old and thin five fingers lightly grasped, and the two gods and demons cultivated their bodies tightly, and they actually broke through the void and appeared directly under the palm of the old man's hand, their eyes were full of horror, the true qi of the whole body was agitated, the robe was hunting, and even the green tendons on the face were bulging, but it was still difficult to move.

"Senior....... Before Yun Xiaotian could speak, he felt that his body was cold, and his true qi was stagnant, as if he had fallen into ten thousand years of ice, and it was cold to the bone.

The old man's eyes skimmed over everyone, and his palms gently brushed over the heads of the two demon cultivators, and the two of them suddenly stared blankly, their eyes were blank, and they stood in the air in a daze, motionless, like puppets at the mercy of others.

"Hey......"

It was another light sigh, which fell in the ears of the demons, but it was no less than the explosion of thunder in the sky, the sound of rolling thunder was mighty, and the power of the sky was unpredictable.

"It's a pity it's not these two. As he spoke, he threw the two god cultivators behind him, and his fingers leaned out again, the space shook, and two more god cultivators were caught beside him, their eyes breathed fire, their faces turned red, and they resisted in every possible way, but they were still ineffective, and they were stabbed by the old man's divine thoughts, probing the original god.

You must know that ordinary monks are forcibly used to use secret techniques to detect the original spirit, and if they are not careful, they will end up in confusion, and even their souls will be scattered, and they will die of unfatal death, so under the light, no one wants to be searched by others.

"Hey......"

Another light sigh made many demon cultivators' bodies tremble, making it almost difficult to stand.

"Seniors are slow. ”

Yun Xiaotian had to stand up and speak, his face was blue, and he said respectfully: "I don't know what your descendants are like, how can we know if there has been a war?"

"Oh? yes, when you're old, you're easy to forget, hehe. ”

The old man shook his head and said, his fingers were in the air, and a picture appeared in the void, lifelike, a seven-foot-tall man, dressed in brocade clothes, with a square face and a wide mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking quite loyal and honest.

"It's this person, his cultivation is not high, in the late stage of Jindan, but he inherited the exercises from the old age, ordinary Yuanying monks are not opponents, and there is also a life-saving talisman given by the old man, and no one can kill him if he wants to turn into a god. ”

The old man Kurong's tone was flat, but the sigh and pride hidden in his words were true, making all the gods and demons look at each other, but no one stood up to admit it for a long time.

Niu Er, who was mixed in the demon soldiers in the distance, was in a turbulent mood in his heart, and secretly sighed why his luck was so bad, killing someone casually is a tough master in the background, not to mention the two brothers of the Liu family of Taiyi Sect, that is, killing someone casually on the battlefield, there are fucking ancestors of Mahayana monks, how can people live?

was waiting for him to feel sorry for himself, but the old man Kurong reached out and grabbed the two of them again, making Niu Er's blood surge, and his anger rushed straight to his mind. ...

I saw that Niu Yu and Green Toad were carried in the hands of the old man Kurong in mid-air, unable to move at all, Niu Yu's big eyes were full of blood, and he was angry, and the void of the true qi shock of his whole body was about to be shattered, but he still couldn't escape the dry and thin palm.

Seeing that he was about to be searched for souls, a loud shout came from afar: "Old ghost, it was your grandson who was killed by Young Master Ben, what can you do to me?"

Since Niu Er's father Niu Zhan died, in the past 100 years, Niu Yu has resisted all the affairs of Wushan with one shoulder, so that Niu Yixian can cultivate with peace of mind without distractions, and can make Niu Er act recklessly and run rampant for 800 miles.

The kindness of the past, the care of all these years, one by one flashed in his mind, Niu Er did not hesitate at all, stepped out of the barracks, and walked to the top of the mountain step by step in the mountain-like momentum of the two Mahayana monks, facing a Mahayana peak monk with a half-immortal body, without fear.

"Huh?" The old man Kurong was slightly surprised, regardless of Niu Yu's bloodshot eyes and almost broken expression next to him, he turned his head to look at the little demon who was not high in cultivation but had extraordinary courage.

A body of cultivation is only in the late stage of Jindan, his eyes are like swords, perseverance, his honest face is red at this time, and he almost wants to drip blood, under huge pressure, step by step, he actually climbed the top of the mountain.

"It was I who killed the descendants of your family, one life is worth one life, can you dare to let go of the innocent people of my demon clan?"

In the face of invisible pressure, his body was like a mountain on his back, and with the physical strength of Niu Er's current body that surpassed that of ordinary god cultivators, it was difficult to be unharmed, the blood vessels on his skin burst, and scarlet plasma gushed out, soaking through the clothes of his whole body in a moment, like a small river flowing on the ground, moistening a piece of land.

"Oh?" the old man Kurong nodded, his cloudy eyes were slightly enlightened, and said, "There is a genius like you in the demon clan, how can you not be a future demon general." But my son is pitiful and cannot die in vain. Go down and stay with him. ”

This remark surprised countless demon soldiers, there are countless demon clans in the world, and it is difficult to have one person in a million who can achieve demon immortals, and at this moment, in front of the former human race Tianjiao, there is a demon clan Tianjiao who can become an immortal, and the future is limitless, and it can even be compared to the demon general.

The demon kings were greatly surprised, but this son may not be able to escape death today, which makes people extremely sorry and sigh.

"My lord......" Behind Yun Xiaotian, dozens of god and demon cultivators shouted in unison, if such a young and rare demon talent was allowed to fall, it would definitely be a great loss for the Endless Mountain Range.

Yun Xiaotian didn't know the powerful relationship, but the old man on the other side was really terrifying, and it was difficult to resist, if he was willing, he could kill all the demon clans present in a single hand.

"Wait, since you want to kill me, can you let my demon clan monk go? Otherwise, I will blow up the golden pill, and I won't let your wish come true. ”

Niu Er saw that the old man was about to make a move, but he didn't let go of Niu Yu and the others, and couldn't help shouting.

"Hehe, that's easy. With a wave of the old man's long sleeves, Niu Yu and Green Toad suddenly flew back upside down, crashed into the Jubi Mountain with a bang, and were buried under the boulder. In addition, the few people who were searched for souls were all thrown down the mountain, all of them staring dullly, unconscious, and lying on the ground.

"Your Excellency....... ”

Seeing that the old man Kurong was about to make a move, Tie Mu and the others couldn't help but shout anxiously again, seeing that Yun Xiaotian's face was ugly and unresponsive, they immediately ignored him and shouted loudly into the air: "Old ghost Kurong, my demon clan has no one who is afraid of death, you are a Mahayana senior, but you bully my demon clan junior, and you have the ability to fight with me." ”

"Yes, my demon clan boy stands up to the sky, don't be arrogant, Lao Tzu came to meet you. ”

"The old immortal, accept your life. ”

A group of demon clans turned into gods and overhauled, and they jumped out one after another, each casting a magic spell, smashing at the old man Kurong, only a few people stood behind Yun Xiaotian, their faces were embarrassed and angry, and they were red. ...

In the middle of the air, the wind was howling, the sword was like a waterfall, and the old man of ironwood stretched out a branch, across the sky, like a mountain range, crushing the void and smashing it towards the old man of Kurong.

Yuan Chengfei held the red gold stick in his hand, bursting out with ten thousand golden lights, like an optimus jade pillar flipping the sky, setting off boundless waves of qi, and smashing it down.

Huo Muyun's three thousand red feathers all fell off, forming a 10,000-zhang big sword, with a fire dragon coiling on it, and the sword chanted through the sky, splitting the void and slashing to the top of Kurong's head.

Xiong Batian flew out of two hundred zhang high mountains, there are flowers, birds, insects and beasts on them, the stream is murmuring, all kinds of spiritual light is shining, and the fairy aura is surrounded, like a fairyland, descending from the nine heavens.

There are also hundreds of green jade flying knives, shooting out a long sword ray, shattering the void like electricity, and shooting towards Kurong. A faint purple needle was mixed in, if it was not visible.

In addition, there were hundred-foot giant axes, thick silver spears, and various weapons and magic weapons fell one after another, smashing on the top of the old man's head.

The huge power tore a few gaps in the void, and seeing that all kinds of attacks were approaching, he snorted coldly, and the old man who was about to rotten wood stretched out his trembling palm and shook it to the sky.

An invisible force swept through, the void shattered like rags, a hill-like branch of the old man of Ironwood exploded, Yuan Chengfei's iron rod broke, Huo Muyun's great sword shattered into pieces, and an attack turned into ashes in an instant, dissipating into the void.

A group of demon cultivators vomited blood one after another, and their true qi was reversed, and they fell on Jubi Mountain, splashing pieces of dust, smoke and rubble. Looking at the unattainable overhaul on weekdays, there was no resistance in the hands of the sick and dying old man, which made the tens of thousands of demon soldiers under the mountain silent.

"Kurong old ghost, it's just a death, why do you want to anger my demon clan seniors, are you a dignified Mahayana monk, you can't slander it?"

Niu Er's teeth were clenched, most of his essence and blood were lost, his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't help shouting as he watched the gods and even the combined overhaul fall one after another, his voice was hoarse and weak.

"It's just a matter of getting rid of a few flies, and since you want to die early, go and go down to spend time with my grandchildren." ”

The five fingers, which were as thin as wood, pressed down, and countless spiritual qi formed a huge palm on the top of Niu Er's head, which was suppressed like a mountain, and the hand lines were thin and weak, which were clearly visible.

Niu Ershuang looked at the place where Niu Yu fell, ignoring the huge palm that was suppressed, countless scenes flashed in his eyes, all of which were Niu Yu's favor, the spider's well-behaved, and the depths of his heart that regarded death as home, but there was always a trace of unwillingness, wisps of helplessness, which made him want to look up to the sky and howl and fight against the sky.