As Yang Yifei flew out of the sea of ​​fire and approached the demonic people, the pressure on the people in the demonic way became increasingly greater and he involuntarily retreated with his progress.

In the crowd, Yang Yifei's eyes met the Ghost King, and the Ghost King nodded indecisively. In fact, today's main goal is to kill the high-end combat power of the two Ten Thousand Poison Sects, the old Vampire Demon and Bai Duzi.

Duanmu Tie has always been alone, but he has a good personal relationship with the old vampire demon and Bai Duzi, but has nothing to do with the Wan Du Sect, so there is no need to kill him.

Of course, when he initiated a unified war in the future, if Duanmu Tie was not jealous, it would not be too late to destroy him then, but if he knew the current affairs, the strength of the Ghost King Sect would naturally increase greatly.

The status of the old blood-sucking demon and Bai Poison Zi is equivalent to Shangguan Ce and Lu Shun of the Fenxiang Valley, and the first seven veins of the Qingyun Sect, and belongs to the top part of the combat power of the sect.

When they died, the top combat power of the Wanpo Sect was left with the Poison God himself. Those elders were weaker than the old blood-sucking demon and Baipozi.

Therefore, the Liubo Mountain Storm they planned was to achieve most of the goal. As long as they destroyed the elite disciples of Wandu Sect and Changshengtang hidden in the forest at this time, and then killed some people in the right path, they would be successful.

As for the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall and the casual cultivators, there is no need to slaughter them again. These people will be the property of the Ghost King Sect in the future.

The ghost king shouted: "Take it."

He shouted, and a scream suddenly came from behind the righteous monks. Everyone was shocked. Several young disciples of righteous monks, who were standing behind, were severely injured and staggered out of the darkness, covered in blood, and shouted loudly: "There are people from the Demon Sect behind."

In the darkness, in the ancient forest, countless shrill laughter sounded, and Tian Buyi and others changed their faces.

Since the Ghost King and others appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by the old monsters. Unexpectedly, the people in the Demon Sect were full of tricks, but they secretly sent someone to surround the back and hide in the forest. At this time, they started a sudden attack and caught them off guard.

Only at this moment did the light flash in the forest, and countless magic weapons flew out, and the righteous monks all controlled the magic weapons and fought back.

But one thing happened, and the other thing was that the Demon Cult had far more disciples than they thought, and they were immediately at a disadvantage.

Yang Yifei angrily saw this and shouted: "What a group of despicable and shameless demons, who even have the face to criticize me for plotting to attack."

The Ghost King said leisurely: "Since you call us demons, isn't it natural for us to plot to attack? As an open and upright person, if you act like this, you will be truly despicable and shameless."

When the Ghost King heard what the words were, the people around him felt very happy and happy. Yes, the demon demons had no taboos. Isn’t this your consensus on the right path?

However, they were still very afraid of Yang Yifei. Duanmu Tie shouted when he saw this: "This guy has used his methods just now, and it must have been a lot of money. Everyone went side by side to kill him to avenge fellow Bai Duzi and fellow Blood-sucking fellow Taoist."

"kill……"

For a moment, the colorful magic weapons were sacrificed by the people in the Demonic Dao and rushed towards Yang Yifei.

However, what shocked them was that Yang Yifei suddenly disappeared from the spot, and all the magic weapons were wiped out.

An angry shout came from afar: "Very good, Ghost King Sect, I remember you, I hope you can withstand my anger."

The elites of the Wanpo Sect brought by Baipozi and the vampire old demons around them were shocked and shocked by the shock and terror of the fall of the old man in the sect, and they felt a little gloating.

Just now, when Bai Duzi fought with the other party, the people from the Ghost King Sect stood by. Although it was because the opponent's killing move was too sudden and he could not rescue it, when they saw Bai Duzi at a disadvantage, they could take action together and siege each other.

After all, just like what the Ghost King said before, they are a demon. Do they still tell the rules of the world to the other party? Because they did not take decisive action, Bai Duzi died tragically.

Although they knew that this was not the head of the Ghost King Sect, the matter had already happened. There was always a person who took the blame. They could not bear it themselves, so they had to turn the blame on the Ghost King, otherwise no one could bear the anger of the Poison God.

Now, the Ghost King Sect is hated by this evil star. As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If you are thinking about such an evil star, then how can you have a better idea?

In the future, when the Ghost King Sect walks, you have to pay attention to the sky at any time, because you don’t know when a meteorite from the sky will fall down and burn them to ashes.

The people in the devil's path looked at the Ghost King calmly. After seeing his gloomy face, the gloating in his heart became even greater.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the people in the righteous path have been surrounded at this time, and it is a god-given opportunity to destroy them."

"That man dared not compete with you just now. It can be seen that what the ancestor Duanmu said was right. The other party consumed a lot at this time and it was impossible to use such a method again. It was the time for us to avenge the two fellow Taoists."

Duanmu Tie was excited and shouted: "What the Ghost King Sect Master said is very true. Everyone, the two fellow Taoists have fallen. I am afraid it is difficult for you to explain to the poison god when you go back. Unless you carry that kid's head back, don't hesitate, let's go!"

Just now, the sea of ​​fire gradually faded away. Duanmu Tie shouted loudly and rushed towards the other side. The other elites of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect no longer hesitated and rushed behind Duanmu Tie by controlling magic weapons.

Naturally, the Ghost King and the others could not just speak but practice, so they jumped over there, but when they approached the melee, they took advantage of the crowd's attention being attracted by the chaotic battlefield and turned around and flew away in the other direction.

At this time, the Ghost King Sect, who had originally been hiding in the woods, also took advantage of the melee to start and quietly evacuate the forest without attracting anyone's attention.

In the entire forest, there were only two sects of Wandu Sect and Changshengtang, mixed with a small number of random cultivators in the magic path.

At this time, the situation was in chaos, as if there were people from the Demon Sect everywhere in the dark, and the magic weapon that killed people and killed people would fly out anytime and anywhere. The people in the righteous path were in a tough battle, and they screamed in a constant voice.

Yang Yifei teleported to mid-air, avoided dozens of demonic people and attacked with one blow. After drinking the words resounding throughout the battlefield, he turned around and rushed to the righteous camp. He was in mid-air and cast two large fireballs into the forest.

"Boom boom"

The fireball exploded, and two screams came from the forest. Yang Yi flew to Biyao and threw her a magic staff of +3 thunder magic. In his hand, he replaced it with a magic weapon Taraxia's judgment, and shot magic tricks into the forest where the magic weapon was flying out.

The staff in Biyao's hand was a wooden stick with both hands. After getting the staff, she found that her magic power increased greatly. After shooting out several chain lightning bolts, Biyao leaned against Yang Yifei and said angrily: "Master, you didn't give it to me earlier with this magic weapon, and you still hid it."

Yang Yifei said helplessly: "For your teacher, this is for your own good. You are a girl who runs around with a stick that is longer than yourself all day long. What do you think?"

Biyao thought about it and she shivered just after imagining the picture. The picture was so beautiful that she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Then she stared at the short staff in Yang Yifei's hand and said, "What about that one in your hand?"

Yang Yifei shot a magic weapon toward this side with a big fireball. He rolled his eyes and said, "You think beautifully. This is the family heirloom of the master. It is equivalent to the token of the head of the great sect. It is passed on to men but not women."

Bi Yao: “…”
Chapter completed!