"I didn't expect that my Demon Sect would now join forces with your Dao Sect to deal with such a witch clan. It would be a strange story for all the time." The people of the Dao Sect didn't expect that they would be snatched by the Demon Sect. They were all angry, but no one spoke. Instead, they were waiting quietly.

"Are you afraid of this witch clan?"

"I'm afraid, when have I been afraid of my Taoist sect? It's just that your Demon Sect is also fishing for trouble. It's so vicious. If your masters don't appear, how can my Taoist sect suffer?" The Demon Sect suddenly lost its voice. Although the war drums swelled, it stimulated all the blood of the Witch Clan, and its power was so powerful that it was enough to intimidate everyone. But the Dao Sect was not panicked, but the people of the Demon Sect seemed a little nervous. It seemed that there must be masters hiding in the dark in the Demon Sect.

Heliushan made a thundering sound and said sneered: "Are you all shrunk turtles?" The voice was heard far away.

"Hahaha, Heliushan, when will your old crane beak accumulate virtue?" Xiaotian Demon's voice came from afar. After a moment, the four lights and shadows of Jiuyou appeared in front of everyone. These four people were Xiaotian Demon, Crying Demon, Ghost Demon, and Crying Demon. These four people were all powerful Guiyuan masters of the Xu family, and their power was unfathomable. Moreover, these four people were practicing Taiyin techniques, but Xiaotian Demon practiced Taiyin magic, Crying Demon practiced Xuanyin magic, Ghost Demon practiced Yinyin magic, and Crying Demon practiced Da Ziyue Technique. The four people once joined forces to kill a divine pill monk and swallowed the magic soul and magic power of the divine pill monk. Everyone was shocked for a moment, and these four people were known as the Four Masters of the Demon Sect back then. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the cultivation of these four people has entered the divine pill stage. It seems that the Demon Sect attaches great importance to this battle.

He Liushan had no expression on his face, but was shocked. Why did the Demon Sect send out these four immortal guys? The cultivation of these four people is already at the peak of Guixu, which is higher than them. Could it be that this immortal swamp is apart from the birthplace of the witch clan, and there are other secrets. The Vajra Bracelet is the most treasure of the Taoist Sect? Everyone knows this very well. As for Qiongqi, although he is determined to conquer, he still depends on the opportunity in the end.

"So it's you four old immortal guys. It seems that there are no one in the Demon Sect anymore?" Jingxin Juzhen looked at the four Demon Sects and said mockingly. Since ancient times, the Taoist demon symbol has never stopped for tens of millions of years. Now, in order to deal with the Witch Clan, she is actually standing on the same front.

"The Jingxin Jurchen of Jingtianmen, I wonder how your master, the Master of Water Source, is dead?"

"You will never die if you die. Old man, you harmed my senior sister, and I was not a human or a ghost. I will take my life?" Jingxin Juzhen roared, and the magic power in her hand stimulated, and the sword aura scattered everywhere, turning into mysterious forces to condense the word "kill". She rushed towards Xiaotianmo and others, breaking the surrounding space, killing all the power, which was unstoppable. But when she arrived in front of Xiaotianmo, she completely lost her power and turned into a gust of breeze and dissipated.

"Now is not the time to resolve personal grudges. The war songs against the witch clan are the most important. I think you won't be confused, right?" The laughing demon laughed.

"I'll talk about this later. Now I'll deal with the war songs of the witch clan first." The old man withered and deserted said lightly. This was the most important decision of the top leaders of the Taoist and Demon Sects. The Jingxin Jurchen kept silent.

The sacrificial songs of the witch clan to worship Pangu are also the most powerful source of power for the clan. Now that the war drum roars, the witch clan's witch began to sing the song that had disappeared for a long time. The heaven and earth were shocked, as if the entire witch clan was shrouded in this huge momentum, the earth was boiling and the sky trembled. The witch clan began to attack, and they rarely had defense. In the eyes of the witch clan, the attack was the best defense.

The war broke out, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon were gone.

Fatty Hong was at the foot of Tunyan Mountain. In Fatty Hong's eyes, Tunyan Mountain was not a big mountain, and it was even less than Qiyuan Peak at the Delie Mountain Gate. There were no trees or animals, and there were only gravels left by the volcanic eruption. Although Fatty Hong improved his cultivation, it was extremely hot and he was almost exhausted. A person climbed up the mountain like a lazy pig. The peak was only a thousand feet long, but it took Fatty Hong half a day to enter the hillside.

Fatty Hong was promoted to the stage of physical breaking by the ancestor witch's essence and blood. He knew everything around him very well. He felt that he had been walking for so long and was still standing still, and he could not enter the Swallowing Flame Mountain at all.

At this time, deep in the Tunyan Mountain, an old man stared at Fatty Hong's figure in a ball of undecided flames. Then the mysterious light was moving, just above the Witch Clan, watching the torn murder. The old man opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and then returned to calm. He sighed and said to the dark vortex in front of him: "Is this the fate of my Witch Clan? Is it destined for tens of millions of years?"

After a long time, the same sigh came from the vortex.

"My witch tribe has reached its present level and is all arrogant and seeking death. The Lich War back then is now, and although you and I have great cultivation, how can we be stared at by the saint and never get out of it. How can we save my witch tribe and water and fire?"

The old man looked at the void where the flames soared into the sky, looked at Fatty Hong's figure, and suddenly had an idea, and then said: "It seems that the turning point of fate has come now." Then he waved his hand and the figure disappeared.

"Young man, it's so late, I'm still rushing to the road." After hearing this, Fatty Hong scattered, avoided, and said with a trembling fat man: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Of course it's a ghost. If it's a human, how could it be possible to travel at night?" From time to time, the flames surged into the sky, illuminating the surroundings like daytime.

"Oh, it's good if it's a ghost, it's good if it's a ghost." Fatty Hong covered his chest and laughed, obviously much more relaxed.

"Oh, are people more terrible than ghosts?" The man suddenly appeared on Fatty Hong's back. No matter how much Fatty Hong struggled, he could not break free. Fatty Hong felt the cold air coming from the person behind him, and he became more sure that the thing on his back was a ghost. So he said: "Man is even more terrible. What's the terrifying thing about ghosts? You are the ghost here, are you killed by the man from Tengyan Mountain?"

"You are right. I was killed by the shameless old guy from Tunyan Mountain. He swallowed my bones, ate my blood, and scattered my flesh at the foot of the mountain. He was taken away by a wild wolf, soaked my soul in the Yuanyang flame, and burned for countless years. Fortunately, the old guy was sleeping, so I was able to escape."

"What if that person wakes up?"

"If that person wakes up, I will be tortured day and night and never be reborn. Why don't you kill him for me?" The ghost on his body said softly in Fatty Hong's ear. Fatty Hong shivered and said, "I heard that the man in this mountain has great cultivation. I don't have that ability, and I have any other entrusted to this person. Let me beg that senior and let him let you go?"

"No, that person is very sinister and won't listen to you at all."

"It's okay, people always reason. Let's hurry up, there's nothing we can do if we're late." Fatty Hong laughed, and a ghost on his back quickly moved towards the mountain pass. However, this time the speed was very fast, and it quickly reached the top of the mountain. There was a calm crater on it, but the magma radiated from time to time, but it never erupted. Xiao Jue stretched out his soul and penetrated the magma, but found nothing.

"Jump down." The old man behind him kicked his feet. Fatty Hong couldn't hold his body for a moment, and flew backwards and pierced directly into the magma. However, there was no discomfort. The magma seemed to be getting deeper and deeper, and Fatty Hong didn't notice any changes. When he turned around and asked the ghost behind him, he suddenly found that there was nothing behind him. Fatty Hong said to himself, "You won't really meet a ghost." Before he could react, he found a huge vortex appeared under his feet, which directly pulled Fatty Hong into it.

It fell to the ground and caused a whole body pain.

"Who is it?" Fatty Hong roared in anger. He found himself in an extremely hot cave. The stone walls here were hung with countless thumb-sized dragon fruits, full of stone walls. This dragon fruit is the fruit produced by the mysterious fire dragon vine. The fire dragon vine must be the place where the fire dragon lives. The treasures that are watered out of the cage with the fire dragon's ambergris. Few people in the world have seen it. Eating one can increase their cultivation for fifty years. See so many dragon fruits. There should be thousands, and they are all fully mature. They are the best among the fire dragon fruits.

However, after seeing the dragon fruit, Fatty Hong seemed to have forgotten the pain, and there was a red light in his eyes, and he rushed towards the dragon fruit, and was blocked by a ray of energy.

"These things have tens of thousands of years of history. Each one can hold you to death. If you want to die, just eat them." The old man appeared again, but this time it was a fairy-like sage. Fatty Hong rubbed his eyes and said, "You are that person. You killed someone and pretended to be someone else. Are you shameless?"

The old man was speechless.

However, Fatty Hong heard the gloomy laughter again, and he even got goose bumps on his body.

"I'm shameless, don't you want help?"

"Help?" Fatty Hong's face changed, and he immediately filled with smiles and said, "So he is really a senior, senior is so powerful."

"It's amazing, but I'm still hiding in this damn place and I'll never go out for the rest of my life."
Chapter completed!