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Chapter 509: Thousand-mile Tracking of the Demon Race

You don't have any vision at all, haven't you seen that he is much better than your father? I really want to rush up now, should I kill them, or let them hang and beat your father?

Wan Ritian blew his beard and stared, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Now that the relationship between the demons and the human race is so tense, this group of people still ran out without fear of death. At first I thought these people were really looking for death... but I didn't expect to have the strength..."

Wan Ritian frowned and glanced at the bloodstone instrument in his hand, and saw the changes on the list of supreme achievements and honors, he couldn't help being stunned...

I am a big grass! The high-level demon king just now was worth one million merit points, and just now, a guy named Qi San skyrocketed to one million merit points...

Although there will be a certain degree of contingency to a certain extent, it is possible after all...

That guy just now is called Qi San, and who is Qi Yiqimo on the list of honors? They seem to be characters from the same batch!

If you think about it like this, you will be shuddering every day!

"In the future, please don't conflict with them. If you dare to offend them again, labor and management will break your dog's legs and smash your dog's head!"

Wan Ritian stared at Wan Xinghai viciously, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

Wan Xinghai was confused by Wan Ritian's sound transmission just now.

Matt, what's the matter? I am your son! How to make... I look like your enemy?

Father and son cannibalism? is this necessary?

Wan Xinghai lowered his head, secretly hating in his heart, but facing Wan Ritian, he didn't dare to speak back! I can only bear it silently, but my heart is still not angry...

What a thing!

After the matter of the Demon Tribe came to an end, Fang Qi was about to lead the crowd away when his face suddenly changed.

"There are several demon kings from the demon clan chasing after us, let's retreat quickly!"

Fang Qi gave an order, and the team immediately moved into action, began to run wildly, and left the scene in an instant.

"Father, why are they running so fast? Could it be that they saw us here...so scared?"

Wan Xinghai is still living in a dream, and Wan Ritian is completely disappointed with his idiot son, and he doesn't even bother to talk to him anymore.

"Not good... There are a large number of high-level demons rushing over, let's run quickly! Run away!"

Wan Ritian's face turned pale, and he immediately dragged his silly son and flew into the sky, throwing out several magical amulets...

He didn't dare to slack in his footsteps, because just now, he felt the traces of at least ten demon emperors! There was even the aura of that high-ranking Demon Emperor in it.

It's skyrocketing!

If this is caught...can he survive?

Wan Ritian stared at the quaint big teleportation talisman in his hand in a daze. These are the talismans left by the founder of Qingtian Sect, and there are not a few left in total. There are only two in stock that have been passed down to him.

But now in order to save my life... I have to use it up.

Whizzing……

The great teleportation talisman contains the great teleportation technique, which is often thousands of miles away.

Although these ten thousand miles are just a few more steps for the Demon King powerhouse, at least... it can be regarded as a distance.

Thousands of miles away, Wan Ritian glanced ahead, and the look of horror in his eyes was even more obvious. Fang Qi and the others actually ran in front of them!

He used a big teleportation talisman, and how did Fang Qi and the others do it so fast?

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