Found Chu Xiu and others.

The demon clan was ecstatic, bursts of weird laughter burst out from their mouths.

"Human race..."

"Discover the human race again, kill..."

"Hahaha, kill, kill, kill!"

"For the tribe, for freedom."

Chu Xiu's face was expressionless.

It has been almost ten days since he entered the Wild Demon Secret Realm, and this is the first time he has encountered a demon clan.

Judging from the situation, it seems that these alien races are still specifically hunting down the murderous monks.

And the strength of the demon clan is not weak. The weakest ones are on the fifth floor of the Shenqiao. The strength of the eight wild beasts is also very scary. The wild bull rushing at the front has a pair of black horns pointing up to the sky, two or three meters long, and extremely sharp.

, his eyes the size of a lantern were blood red, and white gas was spraying from his nose, he looked very fierce.

Chen Mufan held the handle of the sledgehammer with a solemn expression on his face.

"Prepare for battle..."

The quality of their team was good. Although they were frightened, they still resisted the urge to run away and prepared for battle.

Chu Xiu's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

With a wave of his right hand, he held the three-meter-long domineering sword Canglong in his hand.

"kill..."

Chen Mufan shouted loudly and rushed forward with a giant hammer. Two dents were made in the ground.

Qin Min and his four men guarded the two wings and charged together with him.

Are they brave enough to fight to the death and not want to escape? No, they can't escape at all, the demon clan will not give them a chance.

Wow~Boom``

Chu Xiurun was running the secret of calligraphy, with densely covered strange real patterns under his feet, holding the Tyrant Sword Canglong in his hand, flying past the heads of the five people, bringing out a long string of afterimages, and the sound of hunting in black robes.

"So fast..."

Chen Mufan screamed~

On the body of the Tyrant Sword Canglong, with the injection of Chu Xiu's true essence, the black true patterns gradually light up, making it even more ferocious and domineering...

The arrogant and domineering sword, carrying endless killing intent, suddenly struck the ten-meter-tall Huangniu between the eyebrows, cracking its skull and splattering blood.

Its forward momentum stopped abruptly, and it even retreated seven or eight meters. Its limbs stiffened like pillars of heaven, and it raised its head and let out a scream. It fell to the ground with bleeding from its seven orifices, and dust filled the sky.

The wild cow at the peak of Shenqiao was killed instantly...

Chen Mufan and others were shocked,

Chu Xiu's figure fell lightly, standing on one foot on the corpse of the wild cow. At his feet were the corpses of his fellow disciples, looking down indifferently at the stunned monsters rushing from behind.

The corners of his mouth gradually turned up.
Chapter completed!