Eternal gate

"Damn it."

Zhao Yun sheathed his sword and went straight to Chu Wushuang.

At this moment, Kung Fu cannot kill the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, so he has to save his teammates.

It's just a strange thing, it was such a coincidence.

Because he left, the roar of the mountains and forests was annihilated.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Holy Son of the Demon Palace is as fast as a thunderbolt, how fast he runs!

After running far away, he looked back and saw that Ji Hen was not chasing after him. He couldn't help but be stunned. Why did he stop chasing after chasing after him? If you insist on fighting him to the death, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

However, Ji Hen left.

Is this...a discovery of conscience?

Found your sister.

This would be Mr. Zhao's response.

Don't let me see you again, it won't be over until you are beaten to death.

"The roar has stopped."

The people who were coming to kill them all frowned.

Has the Holy Son of the Demon Palace been destroyed?

This is what everyone is guessing.

When they arrived in the forest, they saw a bloody figure from afar. It was the Holy Son of the Demon Palace. His hair was disheveled. How could he be called miserable! The black magic armor was broken, and one of its arms was missing. It seemed that it had lost its human form. Without asking, it was known that it had gone through a life-and-death battle.

"Still alive."

"He's the only one, where are the people who are chasing him?"

"Who hit me?"

Before anyone arrived, there was already discussion.

Mainly out of curiosity, curious about who is chasing the Holy Son of the Demon Palace. Look at the black mysterious armor. It has been torn apart. If it is not a powerful force, how can the defense of the black mysterious armor be broken? Who has such tyrannical strength.

Unfortunately, the pursuer was not seen.

"Son."

More than a dozen men in black robes arrived, all from the Demon Palace.

When I met my teammates, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace was so moved!

Damn, he was almost killed, and his head is still buzzing. His cultivation is obviously stronger than Ji Hen, and he also has black black armor, but he was beaten into a bear like this. It was so brutal.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Not only the people from the Demon Palace came, but also the people from the Demon Cave.

The leader of the team was none other than Wang Yang. When he saw the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was wearing black magic armor and could be beaten so badly. How strong the opponent was. Could it be that it was really the Demon King's hand? !

"Your condition doesn't seem to be very good."

Wang Yang smiled faintly, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Demon Palace showed their momentum and protected the Holy Son. They knew Wang Yang's nature. He was extremely cruel. He even swallowed the Demon Child and could not do anything. For example, he could not do anything. His holy son also swallowed it. After all, the holy son was weak and could not use much fighting power.

As for them, they are no match for Wang Yang.

You know, there are also many people coming to the Demon Cave?

If they really try hard, they will be completely wiped out.

Don't tell me, Wang Yang really has this plan.

What a great opportunity to take advantage of someone's illness and kill them.

He still found the energy and blood of the Holy Son of the Demon Palace very rare.

There is also a secret that if swallowed, the magic power will be enhanced.

However, he still held back.

Look around, there are quite a lot of people coming, and everyone's fighting power is very good. This is just on the surface, who knows how many more are hidden in the dark. If we really fight with the Demon Palace, both sides will lose, and someone will definitely benefit. He is not a fool. To understand the situation clearly, don't let your head get carried away at the critical moment.

"We are born from the same roots, so there is no need to worry about each other." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace smiled coldly.

"Who is chasing you?" Wang Yang dissipated his magic power and looked at the Holy Son of the Demon Palace with a smile.

"Ji Hen."

The Holy Son of the Demon Palace said these two words with gritted teeth.

After hearing this name, Wang Yang, who was still smiling a moment ago, suddenly turned ferocious at this second. The dissipated magic power was strong again, and murderous intent suddenly appeared, and the demonic evil surged out.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace felt urgently urinating.

The people in the Demon Palace also took out their weapons.

The Devil's Man on the opposite side has also raised his momentum. He will take action without hesitation upon the order of the Holy Son. The opponent has no support for the situation, so he will crush them at the beginning of the fight. Once he has enough confidence, he will naturally become more energetic.

"Ji Hen, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Yang smiled ferociously, the blood in his eyes was violent.

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Do they also have a grudge?

Yes, there is still deep hatred.

The Holy Son of the Devil's Cave was almost beaten to death by Ji Hen twice, three times to be precise. However, Zhao Yun used his original identity that time. If Prajna hadn't intervened, he would have killed Wang Yang long ago.

"Since we have a common enemy, it would be good to form an alliance." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace said with a smile.

"Easy to say." Wang Yang smiled faintly and replied casually. He was not confident in destroying Ji Hen alone, so it would be good to have a helper. Anyway, Ji Hen could not be allowed to leave the Demon Realm alive no matter what.

The saints of the two families each have their own evil intentions.

The alliance is only temporary.

After Ji Hen is eliminated, it's time to fight.

"It's actually Ji Hen?"

"Tianzong actually sent him in."

"Can he break the black magic armor?"

People from all directions were talking about it. They all heard Ji Hen's name. How could they not be surprised? The fight was almost on fire. It was lively wherever they went. Now that they have come to the Demon Realm ruins, there is a big commotion!

Whoosh!

Here, Zhao Yun disappeared after leaving the forest.

Since it is a reverse summoning technique, the distance is too far, so summoning seems to be faster.

"Wang Yang, you are really here."

On the way, Zhao Yun murmured more than once.

Before leaving the mountain forest, he vaguely caught Wang Yang's aura. The five saint sons of the five branches of the Demon family were still in Qianqiu City. Three of the remaining four were confirmed to have come in, but he didn't know if Mo Kui would come too. Okay, that's not an ordinary person. He just turns around and runs away.

puff! puff!

The journey that followed was particularly bloody.

It was obviously too late to kill him with his feet. He used reverse summons and forced teleportation. Every time he walked out, he was covered in scars and the space was broken. It was no joke.

boom! boom!

A valley deep in the ruins was buzzing and trembling.

Someone is fighting, to be precise, it is Chu Wushuang who is being surrounded and killed. Even though Chiyan, the handsome niece, possesses five attributes, she cannot stand against the large number of people on the other side. Her graceful figure is stained with blood, and there are many blood marks on it. They are all covered in a dim light, which is not only extremely difficult to heal, but also dissolves her essence.

She is also an unlucky child.

Ever since he separated from Zhao Yun, he was hunted down wherever he went.

That's right, everyone is in groups, but she is alone, and she is still a beauty. It would be strange not to be targeted. She is just like the gang of rabbits from the Blood Clothes Sect, like dog skin plaster, lingering, and she is not very good. Lianxiangxiyu, since the beginning of the fight, has always been a big move.

puff!

Reflecting the starlight, the blood was dazzling.

Chu Wushuang bled again and received a palm mark.

Without waiting for the body to stabilize, the first blood-clothed sect member rushed over and took a stream of blood energy, turning it into a sword energy. It was extremely strange and powerful, splitting Chu Wushuang's body-protecting essence with just one blow.

"Darkness has no boundaries."

Chu Wushuang gave a cold scolding and propped up the darkness.

Zhao Yun has seen this method before. During the new sect competition, he was hit hard by the Dark Realm. If he had not found the shield gate and attacked with his martial spirit, he would have been defeated by Chu Wushuang. It was very strange.

break!

The Blood-clothed Holy Son scolded him coldly and offered a silver light.

This silver light was very strange, and it actually cut through the darkness on the spot.

puff!

Chu Wushuang vomited blood and suffered a terrible backlash.

She was in such bad shape.

If not, how could the other party break through the darkness so easily.

At this point, the roar was temporarily extinguished, and more than a dozen blood-clothed disciples all occupied favorable positions, blocking the exit and the way out. Each one's evil aura surged, like a head full of evil ghosts.

"We still have to fight in vain."

The Saint Son of the Blood-clothed Sect is full of lustful and evil eyes, and he is a master who loves beauty.

It just so happened that Chu Wushuang was a beautiful woman, so she could catch her and enjoy her. The taste must be good. The other blood-clothed disciples were also licking their scarlet tongues, and the lustful look in their eyes was even worse than that of the blood-clothed saint.

opposite.

Chu Wushuang was silent and staggered before standing up. Her cheeks were quite pale, the corners of her mouth were bleeding constantly, and her eyes were dim. It was either that she was not strong enough or that there were too many people on the other side. If nothing else, the Holy Son in Blood Clothes was not as good as Yuan Shang. Weak, it is a miracle among miracles that she can hold on till now.

After all, she is not a monster like Ji Hen.

Thinking of Ji Hen, her expression turned bitter.

I don't know where Ji Hen is, but she is probably going to die today. She is too seriously injured. Not to mention her peak strength, she can't even use half of her combat power. How can she withstand the attack of the Blood Clothes Sect.

"Give me...catch someone alive."

The corners of the blood-clothed saint's mouth slightly curled up, and he waved his hand casually.

With the order, the first blood-clothed disciple attacked, and with a palm strike, the seal script flowed between the palms, and there was also a strange secret pattern carved in the palm, which was a proper method of imprisonment to seal Chu Wushuang.

Zheng!

Chu Wushuang raised his sword and forcibly gathered his momentum.

However, before she could take action, she felt that more than a dozen forbidden seals were applied to her body. The other blood-clothed disciples were all using restraint methods, and they cooperated with each other tacitly, making it extremely difficult to resist. She was restrained and her movements were stagnant.

boom!

At the same time, the seal of the first blood-clothed disciple also arrived, falling from the sky into an illusory talisman, banning her sea of ​​pills and sealing her meridians, locking even the power of her bloodline tightly.

"It's really embarrassing to die like this." Chu Wushuang whispered.

It turns out that this Demon Realm ruins is really the end of her life.

With a sad smile, she gently closed her beautiful eyes and revived a power in her body. She began to practice it many years ago and has never used it. Therefore, the power... is used for self-discipline.

It is more honorable to commit suicide than to be tortured to death.

"Beauty, I will take good care of you."

The blood-clothed holy son stepped forward, smiling so white that his teeth were exposed.

The other blood-clothed disciples also came together, mostly licking their scarlet tongues, with a terrifying light in their eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves, as if they had regarded Chu Wushuang as their prey, and what followed was a gluttonous feast exclusively for them. , the handsome niece’s moans must be very beautiful.

"Goodbye... in the next life."

Chu Wushuang murmured that the power in her body had turned into an invisible sword and was about to cut into her heart, along with her body, Taoism, cultivation, background, and bloodline...it would also be wiped out.

Roar!

At this moment, a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded.

Then, there was a golden dragon, spinning out from the ground. It was not a real dragon, but a kind of secret form. Well... a proper divine dragon swaying its tail, a strong dragon body, unparalleled tyranny, and... Every one of the blood-clothed disciples who came up was thrown away.

Only Chu Wushuang still stood there quietly.

The dragon swung its tail in a domineering manner, but it didn't hurt her at all.

Chu Wushuang opened her eyes subconsciously and lowered her eyes subconsciously.

Upon entering his eyes, he saw a little thing crawling out from the ground. He was covered in blood and black, but even so, he couldn't hide his dazzling and dazzling appearance.

If you take a closer look, it's not Ji Hen!

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.

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