Rumble!

The huge air flow swept away in all directions, Jun Ao didn't stop for a moment, with a wave of his big hand, a circle of weeping gods was formed in the palm of his hand, and he turned into a huge purple sword qi towards the burial ancient evil thoughts. The Burial Ancient Evil Thought did not panic, and with a wave of the Burial Ancient Demon Sword in his hand, a sword qi easily flew out, blocking the Weeping God Slash.

"Junior, you can't help me with this little means. The Burial Ancient Evil Thought's tone was very irritable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I know. Jun Ao replied lightly and said, "It's just to practice with you, if you don't kill me, you will die." ”

The monstrous demonic flames behind the words tumbled and surged, and the will of the ancient gods and demons became even more terrifying. The evil idea of burying the ancients can only be supported by hard work.

Just like Jun Ao said, if he didn't kill Jun Ao, he would definitely perish! He never thought that even the Eternal Hell Diagram would not be able to suppress this junior in front of him.

That's why I am reluctant to kill! A young body, a peerless talent, and the will of an ancient demon god! How can I kill, how can I kill!

Burial Gu Evil Thoughts couldn't help but tremble in the Futu Blood Demon Armor, angry and anxious, he knew that he would definitely die if he continued like this, but he couldn't mention the murderous intent towards Jun Ao in his heart.

The will of the ancient gods and demons was completely more important than his own existence for such an evil thought, so he wanted to get Jun Ao's body no matter what.

"What's the matter, don't you want to do it?" Jun Ao stood quietly not far away, looking at the burial of the ancient evil thoughts playfully, and said with a sneer: "Making such a big move, putting on such a big formation, is the result just to beg for death? It's boring, it's really boring." ”

Hate!

"Hmph!" Burial Ancient Evil Thoughts snorted coldly, and there was still no movement in his hands.

However, there was an indescribable resentment in his heart, and he secretly shouted in the depths of his heart: I hate! If I had known that this junior had such a heavy treasure, how could I use this strategy? I hate! Kill him! I must kill him! If I don't kill him, it will be me, no! I can't die, I have endured for thousands of years, but ...... That's the will of the ancient demon god! How can you give up? You must not give up!

The evil thoughts of burying the ancient were extremely entangled in his heart, and he had no choice, so he hesitated and couldn't make a move.

I can't resist like this, although I was once an emperor, under the crushing of this ancient will, I can still bear it in a short time, and I will definitely ...... gradually if I carry it for a long time Hmmm?

The evil thought of burying the ancient was shining in front of him, and he sensed a faint aura approaching the Year of Eternal Calamity.

Here's your chance!

As soon as the Burial Ancient Evil Thought moved, the Burial Ancient Demon Sword in his hand turned into a black dragon and rushed out, easily rushing out of the Demon Refining Altar and heading straight to the entrance of the prison.

Jun Ao narrowed his eyes and watched the Ancient Demon Sword fly away, the light in his eyes flickering.

"Do you want to escape?" Jun Ao figured out the thoughts of this burial ancient evil thought, the power of the Demon Refining Altar and the Eternal Hell Diagram were resisting the will of the ancient demon god and fighting against it, so the restriction on the burial of the ancient evil thought was minimized, and the burial of the ancient sword demon was once the sword emperor, although the burial of the ancient evil thought was just an evil thought, but it also had the will of the emperor, not to mention that there was also the eternal hell diagram and the demon refining altar sharing, so he could resist the crushing of the ancient demon god's will, if he wanted to escape at this time, Jun Ao really couldn't stop it.

"Run, junior, you'll find out later. After the ancient evil thought was finished, the momentum was vigorous, and he was silent, fighting against the will of the ancient demon god wholeheartedly.

Jun Ao's face was cloudy, he couldn't see through the thoughts and actions of the Ancient Demon Cultivator now, the Ancient Demon Sword was obviously intentionally flying away, what was he going to do? Who else was in this Demon Suppression Land...... Hmmm!

"Wow!"

With a strange scream, the dragon head turned into the Ancient Burial Demon Sword that had gone and returned was holding a person and flew in front of the Ancient Burial Evil Thoughts, and then the black mist dissipated, turning into a long sword again and returning to the hands of the Ancient Burial Evil Thoughts.

"Jun Ao, why are you here!" Wen Cangming looked surprised, and didn't react at all.

"Haha! Junior, it turns out that your name is Jun Ao. The long sword of the Ancient Evil Thought was horizontal, rested on Wen Cangming's neck, looked at Jun Ao and said: "You two little guys are not small, one is in the Dan Realm and the other is in the Foundation Realm, and you actually dare to sneak into the Demon Suppression Land, which is very good." ”

Jun Ao didn't say a word, looking at the current situation with a gloomy face.

"It's ...... Eternal Calamity?" Wen Cangming frowned, his mind turned rapidly, and he figured out the situation in front of him in a few breaths. He followed the aura of Jun Ao all the way, but he didn't expect a black dragon to suddenly pounce in the sky, and he forcibly captured him without giving him room to react, and he was seriously injured, unable to resist at all, and only had time to hide Baoyu halfway.

"You captured him to threaten me?" Jun Ao looked coldly at the burial ancient evil thoughts, and there was no existence of Wen Cangming in his eyes at all, so he directly ignored it.

"What, aren't you friends?" said the Ancient Evil Thought, and said with a smile, "Threatening you is one of them, if you are taking back the will of the Ancient Demon God, I can only choose to take him away." ”

"Gutsless rats. Jun Ao's eyes were cold, so he glanced at Wen Cangming, and then said, "You can't threaten me with him." ”

Wen Cangming was silent, looking at the monstrous demon flame behind Jun Ao in front of him, and secretly clenched his fists in his hand.

Sure enough, he was not a gentleman.

"Oh, really? Then you're welcome. The evil thought of burying the ancient seemed to be expected, and suddenly raised his hand and clasped it on the top of Wen Cangming's head, as soon as the thought moved, he was about to do his work, and suddenly in a trance, he couldn't help but grab Wen Cangming suddenly.

"But do you think I'll let you take him away?" Jun Ao concentrated the will of the ancient demon god and pounced on the ancient evil thoughts, trying to quickly destroy him, but the stronger the will of the ancient demon god, the stronger the resistance it received, after all, there are still two treasures of the Eternal Hell Diagram and the Demon Refining Altar.

"Haha, I thought you really didn't care about him!" The Burial Ancient Demon Mind tightly pressed the Burial Ancient Demon Sword against Wen Cangming's neck, the sharp blade had already cut through Wen Cangming's skin, drawing a blood mark, and as soon as the blood gushed out, it was sucked into the sword body by the Ancient Burial Demon Sword.

"You're wrong, why do you think I'm keeping you until now, your sword and armor are indeed good things, how can I let you take them?" A trace of killing intent flashed in Jun Ao's eyes, and he slammed out, and a weeping god slash flew out and slashed towards Wen Cangming!

"Hmph!" Burial Ancient Evil Thought grabbed Wen Cangming, and swung out a sword aura with his sword to intercept the Weeping God Slash. Jun Ao didn't laugh, he really had a murderous intent with this move just now!

Whether it is the Burial Ancient Demon Sword or the Futu Blood Demon Armor, as well as the Iron Book "Burial Ancient Demon Sword Codex" that has been quietly suspended in the air in the distance, these things can only be controlled by the thought of the Ancient Sword Demon, if Jun Ao really destroys the Burial Ancient Evil Thoughts in one fell swoop, these three things will be silent and return to the depths of the Demon Refining Altar on their own. Therefore, Jun Ao didn't really go all out, otherwise, as long as he was willing, he would completely focus the will of the ancient demon god on the burial of the ancient evil thoughts, and it would be just a matter of one thought, and the burial of the ancient evil thoughts would definitely be wiped out!

And once the burial of the ancient evil thoughts takes away Wen Cangming, then it is equivalent to a new life, the burial of the ancient demon sword and the floating slaughter blood demon armor will definitely be left to their master, and when the time comes, the burial of the ancient evil thoughts will escape from this place with the help of these two things, and Jun Ao can only watch it leave, helpless.

For so long, he has never had a magic weapon in hand that can be called weighty, so these three things of burying the ancient sword and demon are bound to be obtained. This is the reason why he would speak ill of each other and delay time, he wanted to force the burial of the ancient evil thoughts and beg for mercy!

"Seniors. Wen Cangming suddenly spoke, and then he didn't care what the ancient evil thoughts would do, he took out the storage bag and took out a chain.

"Seal the chain. The Burial Ancient Evil Thought's tone was cold, as long as Wen Cangming made a move, the Burial Ancient Demon Sword in his hand would cut off his neck without hesitation.

"This thing is for you. Wen Cangming's face was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the sealing chain at Jun Ao, but Jun Ao was not moved, and let the sealing chain hit him and fell to the ground, without looking at it from beginning to end.

"Haha!haha! You junior is also funny, he treats you like this, and you still want to help him?"

"You don't have to worry about my business. Wen Cangming said lightly, when he looked at Jun Ao, there was a gloomy meaning in his eyes that could not be hidden, he slowly closed his eyes, felt the exhaustion on his body, and muttered: "Okay, just think of it as sleeping." ”

Just as he was about to make a move, the palm of his left hand wrapped in the glove of the burial ancient evil thoughts slapped on Wen Cangming's dantian, poked his head over and whispered in Wen Cangming's ear: "If you want to kill yourself, it's impossible." ”

"Then please make your old devil move neatly, otherwise I won't make you feel better if I die. Wen Cangming was helpless, and the mana of his whole body was imprisoned, which was the suppression of the realm.

After hearing this, he said coldly: "Give me your body, and I will help you take revenge." ”

"It's ridiculous, I was the one who killed you, and if you want to help me avenge me, you might as well kill yourself now. Wen Cangming's tone was indifferent.

"Haha!" Burial Gu Evil Thoughts smiled after hearing this, and said mockingly: "If this junior named Jun Ao is willing to save you, you will die of anger?"

Wen Cangming's body stiffened, and then he was relieved, lowered his head gloomily, and said lightly: "No, he is not arrogant." ”

"Ha, that's ......"

At this moment, Jun Ao, who was not far away, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Get out of here!"

Wen Cangming's body shook, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Jun Ao, his eyes widened, and his expression was surprised.

"Brother Lao Tzu, who the dares to move!" Jun Ao's eyes were red, staring at the burial of the ancient evil thoughts, the hell totem on his body crawled all over his face in an instant, and at the same time, the will of the ancient demon god who was still suppressed suddenly erupted, like a flood beast, mercilessly impacting the burial ancient evil thoughts.

"You!" The eyes of the Burial Ancient Evil Mind were full of consternation, and before he had time to react, he was crushed by the ancient and vast will that seemed to be the sky falling apart, and the body wrapped in the Futu Blood Demon Armor directly turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted away.

The Futu Blood Demon Armor and the Burial Ancient Demon Sword lost control, and the iron book "Burial Ancient Demon Sword Codex" not far away turned into three streamers and burrowed into the demon refining altar.

"Jun, Jun Ao?" Wen Cangming's tone was stumbling, unbelievable.

"Yo! Cangming, long time no see!" Jun Ao dissipated his ancient will with a tired face, sat on the ground with his ass, and then grabbed the sealing chain that fell at his feet, and wrapped it around his wrist without hesitation.

"Thank you!" Jun Ao grinned, extremely sunny, straightened his right arm with the sealing chain, looked at Wen Cangming and shouted.

"Jun Ao!"

Wen Cangming's voice trembled, and his nose was slightly sour.