puff!

Mo Kui took action and killed a blood-robed man with one palm.

The hot potato was clutched in the hands of the man in blood-robed clothes, and he risked his own life to seize the Demonic Heart Mirror. Before he could escape, a big guy came out. It was the first time for him to see Taishang Fierce Tiger, and he was really shocked.

He lost his mind and forgot to escape, and was sent to hell by the devil's palm.

"Okay, we don't have anything to do anymore."

Everyone in the four directions coughed. Mo Kui has opened the Supreme Fierce Tiger and has taken the Demon Heart Mirror. In this situation, who dares to step forward to find excitement and make that guy angry? Half of the people present today must give an account.

Here.

"Tell me, will the magic mirror explode again?"

Some people's imagination was so great that everyone around them had their eyes sparkling.

For the first time, a magic light shines on the magic mirror, almost destroying the devil.

So far, they haven't figured out what's going on. They can't protect everything. The magic mirror is unhappy with the magic leader and will come back again. In this way, they still have a chance. They have to have a good idea.

Unfortunately, they are destined to be disappointed.

Looking at Mo Kui, his eyes were bright, he held the magic heart mirror and looked at it again and again.

As he looked at it, something was wrong with his eyes. There was something wrong with this magic mirror! Why was it so light, and the magic patterns on it were exactly the same as the Magic Heart Mirror, but it lacked the ancient aura.

"Fake." Mo Kui snorted coldly.

"Fake?"

The people in the four directions were stunned for a while after hearing this, and their expressions were particularly exciting.

We worked desperately for most of the day, but it turned out to be a fake?

So the question is, where has the genuine product gone?

"That's when."

Anyone with a good mind can recall the past.

After Mo Kui was bombed, the magic heart mirror flew out and landed on the top of a mountain. They worked together to level the mountain, and a magic mirror flew out. I am afraid that the magic mirror had been dropped at that time.

, the funny thing is, only now did they realize that they were fighting you to death for a fake.

"No wonder it looks so familiar."

The Holy Son of the Demon Palace murmured, staring at the Demon Heart Mirror in Demon Kui's hand.

That was his mirror, the imitation was the Demonic Heart Mirror, which he had snatched away with Ji Hen earlier.

"Fuck."

"Who is it?"

The scolding has begun, resounding all over the world.

The treasure hunters all got angry and gathered together to curse.

It would be strange not to get angry after being tricked by others.

"It's Ji Hen."

The Holy Son of the Demon Palace jumped out and roared in all directions.

The subsequent explanation was also clear and concise, causing a stir on the scene. Wang Yang looked ferocious, and the Corpse Clan members, Blood-clothed Holy Son, Xiao Rihei, Magic Mountain Holy Son, and Yuan Shang also gnashed their teeth.

"Good on you Ji Hen."

Demon Kui was furious and crushed the fake magic mirror with one hand.

His anger also affected the Supreme Fierce Tiger. He let out a cold snort like thunder. Too many people were stunned. People from all directions were thrown into a row. And he was also blown up and covered in blood.

Ah...sneeze!

Zhao Yun, who had escaped an unknown distance, almost fell down when he sneezed.

Tianyu looked at it and coughed.

Chu Wushuang looked at it, covered her mouth and snickered.

At this moment, there should be a lot of people greeting this guy.

"The big-headed ghost didn't lie to us."

Zhao Yun rubbed his itchy nose and looked up at the sky again.

Chu Wushuang nodded slightly and raised his eyes. The strange treasure dropped from the sky was a good proof. But I don't know why the Demonic Heart Mirror fell down. Could it be that there was a gap in the treasure house?

Buzz!

As I was walking, the sky and the earth suddenly buzzed.

The heaven and earth changed again, and it was all-round. Not only them, but all the monsters who were still cursing were also transformed. As they cursed, the scene in front of them changed, and they were basically separated.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun and the others reappeared in a forest.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or because of their character issues. Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang landed smoothly, but Tianyu didn’t fall very far and got stuck on a tree branch with his head facing down.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it, and neither did Chu Wushuang.

Just because there were other people who were moved to this mountain forest.

Well...an old friend: five blood-clothed disciples.

It's a pity that there is no holy son of the Blood Clothes Sect.

"Ji Hen?"

"Back to normal?"

"Walk."

When the five blood-clothed disciples saw him, they turned around and ran away.

Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang both snorted coldly, untied their chains, and chased them together. They were both seriously injured and beaten badly in the valley earlier. They had to find a place to come back this time.

Whoosh!

Tian Yu came down from the tree and chased after him.

"Holy Son, save me."

The cry for help filled the forest.

The five blood-clothed disciples all turned pale. Without the Holy Son in charge, they seemed unable to defeat Ji Hen at his peak. Even with the Holy Son around, they couldn't do it. Ji Hen was seriously injured before and even let him run away.

"There is no way to heaven, and there is no way to earth."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly, killed one with a sword and thunder, and killed the second one with the Immortal Killing Technique with his backhand. The third one, on the other hand, ran a little too fast and jumped up a hill in a flash.

"You can leave."

Zhao Yun was as fast as a thundering tiger and chased after him.

Below, Tian Yu and Chu Wushuang also started fighting. Each one fought against the other, especially the Chu family girl, who charged forward like a tigress. She clearly remembered the hatred she had been surrounded and killed earlier.

Boom! Bang!

The dark mountains and forests are in chaos because of them.

No matter Zhao Yun, Tian Yu or Chu Wushuang, they all have the absolute upper hand, but the Blood Clothes disciples are miserable. Everyone has good fighting ability, but they have no intention of fighting, and their strength is greatly reduced.

"In the next life, don't mess with anyone you shouldn't mess with."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly and struck the blood-clothed disciple with a sword.

After that, Chu Wushuang attacked in the darkness and removed the opponent's head. Tian Yu was not weak either. The blood-clothed disciple who was fighting against him was stabbed through the middle of the eyebrow with one finger, killing him with a smooth finish.

Count the number of people.

Among the blood-clothed disciples who have entered the demonic realm, only the blood-clothed saint is left.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time."

Zhao Yun accepted Long Yuan and began to clean the battlefield.

However, when he had just crouched down, before he could be swept away, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up again and ran towards Chu Wushuang, who was nearest to him, as fast as possible, just because the world was about to change.

Unfortunately, it's still too late.

When he fell to the ground, there was already a vast expanse of land.

This is nothing, two teammates were completely lost again,

"Too often."

Zhao Yun frowned and looked around at the whole world. It was only a quarter of an hour since the last change! It was precisely because he did not expect it to happen so quickly that he was caught off guard and had no time to lock people with chains.

Not only him, but Chu Wushuang and Tian Yu who were moved away, and even the other monsters in the Demon Realm also looked confused. Previously, it was once every three to five days, then one or two days, and then most of the day. This time

The time was the shortest, changing within a quarter of an hour, and all their teammates were completely lost.
To be continued...