As he spoke, his right hand, which was full of bone spurs, slashed in the void, and suddenly a huge spatial crack suddenly appeared, and bursts of red light emanated from the crack, and then, a blood-colored figure about ten feet high drilled out from the crack. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This person is handed over to you, I'll chase the next one!" Meng Huozi finished speaking, and his body jumped out.

The Demon Lord looked at the person in front of him blankly, and muttered to himself, "Master......"

This person is more than ten feet tall, and he is wearing a set of dark purple armor all over his body, and several extremely sharp bone spurs bulge on the armor, exuding a cold glow.

A head of black hair fluttered behind the head, no wind automatically, looking at his face, this person is extremely handsome, the lines are like a knife, there is a sense of demonic evil, especially the lips are slightly thin, it seems to be mean and ruthless.

His eyes emitted a dark red light, staring at the Demon Lord, and after a long time, he sighed faintly, and slowly spoke: "Jun'er, you still recognize him as a teacher, it's very good, but now, my name is Demon King Tianxuan." ”

The word Jun'er fell into the ears of the Demon Lord, and he immediately shook his heart, and his eyes showed disbelief. So now, this person can call out his own name, which few people know, so who else will this person be besides the dead Master Heavenly Demon Sanren?

The Demon Lord took a deep breath, his face was cloudy, he stared at the other party, and asked in a low voice, "You...... Are you a human or a demon, and why are you demonized like Meng Huozi?"

"And a thousand years ago, you weren't already ......"

Heavenly Demon Sanren's eyes closed slightly, but he soon opened them, and said flatly: "What you want to say is that I should have died a thousand years ago, why did I come back to life, right?" “

The Demon Lord was vigilant in his heart, from the appearance of Meng Huozi to the resurrection of his master, the Heavenly Demon Sanren, this series of things was too weird, making him feel a sense of horror, he knew that there must be a big secret in this.

Even he had begun to suspect that this so-called land of immortal medicine nirvana did not seem to be as expected before, as long as he entered there, he could obtain great creation.

"I'm not being taken away!" the Heavenly Demon Sanren glanced in the direction where Meng Huozi disappeared and said slowly.

The Demon Lord was shocked in his heart, but his expression was as usual, staring cautiously at his master, and slowly retreated.

"Ten more steps back, and I'll make a move!" "Heavenly Demon Sanren glanced at the Demon Lord and said flatly.

The Demon Monarch paused, stopped, and said in a low voice, "Master, what the hell is going on? Even if you want any disciple, you must let the disciple understand why all this is." ”

The Heavenly Demon Sanren turned his head and glanced at the Demon Lord, pondered for a moment and said, "That's it, it's okay to tell you, this ......"

The Demon Lord didn't wait for him to finish, his hands suddenly sealed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood-colored mist suddenly spread out to the surroundings, and the Demon Lord was wrapped in an instant, and his whole person seemed to be integrated into the blood light at this moment, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and quickly fled in the direction of the exit of the third level.

"Lust Blood Shield...... Very good, worthy of being my disciple, if you don't know well, choose the most effective way to escape immediately, not bad!"

This blood escape technique is a life-saving means that he handed over to the demon lord, and it will never be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary, and this spell can be increased to an incredible level in an instant. However, the side effects of this procedure are also very significant.

The Demon Lord was originally a decisive person, and from the moment his master Heavenly Demon Sanren appeared, he had a bad feeling, so he gritted his teeth and used this method to quickly escape for his life.

Besides, Yin Tianfang, his speed was fast, towards the exit of the third level in the northwest, galloping and flying, along the way, all the wandering spirits that were in front of him automatically spread out to both sides, making way for him to make a passage than him.

His body, almost turning into an afterimage, flashed by, getting closer and closer to the entrance of the third level. As for the life and death of the Demon Lord, he has no time to take care of it, he has nothing to do with the other party, and at this time, under the escape of his life, if he can have more certainty, it is more important than anything else.

However, what made him feel pity was that in the information transmitted through the geist, he saw the scene of the encounter between the Demon Lord and his master, the Heavenly Demon Sanren.

At the same time, I saw that Meng Huozi only stopped for a while, and then immediately pursued again.

Yin Tianfang took a deep breath, took out a top-grade spirit stone from the storage bag, and held it in his hand. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag, and the poisonous sword flew out from within, exuding a cold glow.

Yin Tianfang's body was undecided, his hands pinched, he pointed back, his body immediately flashed out, and he continued to escape, as for the flying sword, it was rushing towards the pursuing Meng Huozi.

The demonic Meng Huozi, while chasing, secretly thought to himself in his heart, the person he is chasing now is the monk who exudes an aura that makes him feel extremely disgusted, his face is full of confusion, he just has an impulse in his heart, he wants to catch up as soon as possible, and tear the other party to pieces in order to relieve the inexplicable anger in his heart.

However, Meng Huozi admired this person a little in his heart, this person's cultivation, he could feel that it was just a great consummation, but this person was the most cunning one, as long as he chased him slightly, the other party would immediately notice it, and resolutely flee.

What surprised Meng Huozi even more was that the spirit of the third level didn't seem to have any aggression towards that person, no matter how he wandered here, he wouldn't attack him.

This made him extremely strange in his heart, knowing that the reason why he was not attacked by the geist was because of the magic weapon given by his master, which he had done.

But how did the other party do it? Meng Huozi was puzzled in his heart, he took a deep breath, sighed in the void under his feet, and his speed accelerated a lot again, and he rushed forward quickly.

But before he could rush far, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and a dark green light flashed away, and he was instantly approaching Meng Huozi's right shoulder.

The moment he saw this little sword, Meng Huozi's heart was shocked, and from this sword, he sensed a sense of familiarity that almost made him unforgettable, as if there was something on this flying sword that made him worry about it.

In a trance, the flying sword stabbed Meng Huozi's right shoulder, and a clanging sound of metal impact suddenly came from the contact point between the flying sword and Meng Huozi's right shoulder.

However, it was only broken skin, and the toxins contained in the flying sword poured into Meng Huozi's body in large quantities, at this time, Meng Huozi did not consider the poisoning at all, but waved his hand and grabbed towards the flying sword, he had a strong feeling that the things contained in the flying sword should have been his.

With Meng Huozi's cultivation, he wanted to grab a flying sword, like child's play, and the moment he grabbed it with his big hand, a swirling aura immediately enveloped the flying sword, making it impossible to break free. (To be continued.) )