"If you are lucky enough to survive, you will definitely return to the Demon Palace to seek justice."

"At that time, I was determined to die, but I didn't expect to survive. It's just...our luck seemed to have run out a thousand years ago."

Elder Minwei took back his long sword and looked not far away.

The strong wind stirred up the dust on the ancient battlefield, mixed with the roar of ghouls.

There is a putrid smell in the air.

An energy vortex appeared in the air at some point.

Several figures slowly walked out from inside.

The leader is Di Beixuan.

And following him, besides wearing sunglasses, were seven people with dull expressions but extremely high cultivation levels.

Di Beixuan's eyes fell on Jun Shitian, his face completely nonchalant as he did not take him seriously.

"Jun Shitian, how about handing over your daughter and I let you and the demons under the abyss live a little longer?"

Jun Shitian looked at him indifferently and only gave him three words coldly: "You are dreaming!"

Di Bei

I’ll leave one for you. The demons have always respected the strong and are ruthless and ruthless. What’s a mere daughter? Nothing is more important than your own life. Jun Shitian, do you want to think about it carefully? You should know that this is you

The only chance to survive..."

Before he finished speaking, Jun Shitian's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Then, there was a crackling sound in my ears.

Di Beixuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a claw penetrated his chest and came out from behind.

The burning flames and jumping lightning on the devil's claws chopped at his soul and body.

Di Beixuan let out a painful cry.

The pride and arrogance on his face instantly turned into anger.

The ice blue eyes were stained with blood.

The man next to him reached out and slashed with a knife, instantly cutting off Jun Shitian's hand.

Di Beixuan took out a black curse talisman and stuck it on his body.

As the talisman burns, the wounds on the body heal quickly.

Of course, this attack cannot cause fatal damage to him.

But Di Bei

!”

"Since you don't eat the toast and get the penalty drink, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Di Beixuan's body suddenly floated into the air, his hands opened, and his blue eyes flashed.

Countless figures appeared.

"No. 9, kill that old guy Minwei for me!"

"Jun Shitian, you will soon know how big the difference in strength between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Lord is!"

"Wait until I kill you, flatten the entire Qianyuan, and slaughter all the demons."

"Then hang your broken demonic body in mid-air, so that everyone in the Cultivation Continent can see it."

"I want to see if your daughter Jun Muyan can still hide underground!!"

Jun Shitian raised his newly regrown hand and pressed it on Min Wei's shoulder. With the other hand, he grabbed the blood-patterned bell on his chest and said in a dumb voice, "Do you regret it?"

A peaceful smile appeared on Minwei's old face.

He held the long knife in his hand and said word by word: "Never regret!!"
Chapter completed!