"Four old people are immortal. If you have the ability, come and kill me. What can you do to me?" Xiao Jue used the technique of falling leaves to disappear into the black forest. The Demon Ku Tianmo roared and sneered: "Look at me, I won't kill you, and I will crush your bones and ashes. I will not be named Xu." The Demon Ku Tianmo looked at the Demon, the Demon of Ghost, the Demon of Ghost, and the Demon of Sorrow. "Do you three just watch your brother who has been with you for hundreds of thousands of years being insulted by a junior disciple?"

"Although this person has a low cultivation level, he is quite tricky. Brother, don't fall into the trap." The Cong Tianmo looked sick and his whole face was piled up, and there was no expression at all.

"The fourth brother, it seems that you are getting backwards as you live. I think of the four demons, who were like the four heroes of the demons back then......... Very good, you don't go. I'll go by myself." The Kutian Demon turned into a fog of demon smoke and disappeared into the black forest. Xiao Jue relied on his technique of falling leaves, and in the black forest, like an elf in the wind, sometimes hit the sky, sometimes landed on the earth, sometimes hovering, sometimes dark and uncertain. But even if he used his fastest speed, the crying Demon was still chasing like a shadow, even making Xiao Jue feel that this old thing seemed to be playing with him. He could catch up with him, but suddenly retreated a few centimeters behind him. I don't know why. The black forest was very big. After circling a few circles, Xiao Jue entered the center of the forest, standing on the top of a ten-foot-sized tree, watching the figure of the crying Demon getting closer.

Xiao Jue calmed down and said.

"Senior brother, can it work?"

"Don't worry, this area is Erlang of my witch clan. Today, I must die here with the old guy to comfort my witch clan's death." This is Yue Yuan's idea. This forest is the black wood forest of the Xuanming clan. There are dozens of cultivators from the Tibetan Xu, all of whom are sleeping here. Now that the Demon Cult is making such a fuss, Yue Yuan's lobbying is that before the top leaders of the witch clan appear here, they are ready to use the bone-cut witch formation of the Xuanming clan to kill this demon master.

"Okay." Xiao Jue had heard of this formation. The bone-clearing witch formation is the most cruel formation of the witch clan. With the help of the Xuanming clan's unique power, he broke the opponent's bone veins, so that the opponent had no chance to resist at all. However, once this formation was released, the opponent would be divided into countless pieces of flesh and blood. Moreover, there must be a bone-clearing witch in this formation. Xiao Jue was unfortunately led to Yue Yuan. Because he possessed Pangu's essence and blood, he could withstand the power of everyone. With the magical artifacts that Xiao Jue himself possessed, he could completely kill the crying demon. But Xiao Jue was still a little worried. It was not the first time he had a great battle with a master who was about to enter the realm of divine pills, but this time it was a life-and-death battle.

"Is there something to be afraid of?"

"It's not fear, it's nervousness. This is a magical giant, and it's a life-and-death battle. This is the first time I met Xiao Jue, and I can't help feeling a little nervous." Xiao Jue used the red copper sword and stood in his hand. Seeing the black shadow becoming clearer and clearer, his face was indescribable calm.
Chapter completed!