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The Demon Junhou's words made everyone look at Mr. Wu Tian.

Will Mr. Wu Tian be the one who refined the seven-turn immortal golden elixir? Will he be willing to follow the ancient true demon for the sake of the life and death of everyone?

"If I could refine the seven-turn immortal golden elixir, I wouldn't have stayed in Di Ding City." Old Wu Tian said bitterly.

"I know who refined the seven-turn Immortal Golden Pill." A disciple of the Immortal Pill Palace couldn't help but shout.

The ancient true demons surrounded them, and a massacre might begin at any time. The ordinary disciples of the Immortal Pill Palace were already on the verge of collapse.

However, at this time, the words of the Demon Junhou gave those who were close to collapse a chance to survive.

Wu Tian Lao, Xing Shuang, Xing Qingya and others glared at the caller, but unfortunately this person was far away from Wu Tian Lao and others. He hid beside a rockery and said tremblingly: "The person who refined the seven-turn immortal golden elixir is called Long Jiaoyang."

"Long Jiaoyang? Where is he?" The Demon Junhou searched among the disciples of the Immortal Pill Palace and asked.

"He must have been hiding." The informant disciple shouted.

"Don't talk nonsense here. Do you think Long Jiaoyang will be like you, a turtle in the battle of life and death? Let me tell you the truth. Long Jiaoyang went to the God Orchard, you must have the courage to find him in the God Orchard!" Xing Shuang growled.

"Where is the orchard of the gods?" asked the Marquis of Demon Army.

"I told you, you dare not go. Where can I kill at least a hundred earthly immortals and ten heavenly immortals, it is the immortal's eleventh place." Xing Shuang said with disdain.

"A immortal, will the Dan Emperor with unique skills go to die by himself?" The Demon Junhou stared at Xing Shuang with sharp eyes.

"How can you compare with Long Jiaoyang? He is here, and your head will be twisted in his hand." Xing Shuang shouted.

The Demon Army Hou smiled coldly and said, "It's a pity that he is not here, so you all have to die."

"kill!"

At the command of the Demon Army Marquis, thirty-six powerful immortal patterns led the ancient real demon army into the Immortal Pill Hall and launched the final massacre.

Elder Zihuo flew towards the Demon Army Marquis in the void and shouted sternly: "Old Wu Tian, ​​take your disciples to break through and protect my fire!"

The Great Sword of the Demon Army Marquis flew around, blocking Elder Zihuo all the way. He had a strange look in his eyes and said, "This should be the eight-turn immortal golden elixir. If it were just the seven-turn immortal golden elixir, you would no longer be able to take the sword of your deity now."

Elder Zihuo did not talk nonsense, wanted to get close to the Demon Army Marquis and entangle him. He gave Wu Tian the opportunity to break through with Xing Shuang and others and escape.

The twelve wings on the back of the Demon Army Marquis suddenly dispersed and turned into twelve clones. They looked down at Elder Zihuo desperately and showed a strange and evil smile.

Then the twelve wing clones rushed into the Immortal Pill Hall and slaughtered Master Xuanbei, Mr. Wu Tian and others.

There are fewer and fewer survivors in the Immortal Pill Palace, and blood has gathered into a stream.

"Master, start the ultimate killing formation...we can't escape... Instead of being killed, it's better to die together..." Xing Shuang growled in wounds.

"The ultimate killing formation? If it still exists, will we come up from the front?" The winged clone of the Demon Junhou laughed evilly.
Chapter completed!