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The magic pill refined by Xiaoyao is not as effective as the Dan Shen Peak. The black panther's terrible injury healed quickly. Only then did the black panther be able to cheer up and talk to Chang Xi about its past with Chang'an and the Tianpu Sect. Until Chang Xi heard that the Tianpu Sect had been occupied by the magpies' nest by thousands of demons, the dragon power in Chang Xi's body swept across the four fields like a storm. Tens of thousands of monsters crawled on the ground in fear, fearing that the demon lord would slap here in blood in anger.

Chang Xi, who was in the dragon power storm, had a hideous and terrifying face, had a long-standing foul stagnation in his chest, and flames were beating wildly in his eyes.

The Wanmo People, this disgusting name made Chang Xi's anger from his bones soared like oil to a hot pan, soaring to the point where he could almost swallow his reason.

The tragic disciples who were kept as a charity in the Lingyu Mine, the senior brothers and sisters who were hollowed out of the Lingtai Jindan in the valley of Lijiazhuang, and all the memories of being forced into the Hall of Hell by the thousands of demons in the Mangshan Mausoleum, all the memories of stepping into the Hall of Hell by the thousands of demons.

The strange feeling of being divided into two finally emerged again since the battle with the corpse-faced dragon in the Burying Bone River.

Chang Xi's deep eyes quietly changed into a shining silver cross star.

"Where is the direction of the Heavenly Puppet Gate?"

The Demon Tiger raised the tiger in amazement. The young demon lord's dragon power in front of him was still the same, but his tone was very different from before. If the tone of the demon lord's speech just now was full of the majesty of a person who had been in the upper hand for a long time, then his tone now was like a wind full of cruel and bloody smell blowing from the ninth valley of the yellow spring.

The Heavenly Demon Tiger said respectfully: "This is three thousand miles northwest."

Chang Xi waved up straight without saying a word and looked northwest.

The Heavenly Demon Tiger didn’t know that the demon master was going to wash the Tianpu Sect bloody battle. This Tianpu Sect is indeed the most difficult bone in Hengduan Mountain now. Many of the brothers in the demon clan fell at the feet of the disciples of the Tianpu Sect. If the Heavenly Puppet Sect can be removed this time, the entire Hengduan Mountain situation will be reshuffled. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the demon clan.

The Demon Tiger volunteered: "I beg the Demon Lord to beg you to accompany the Demon Tiger Clan."

When the other tribes' monsters changed their faces when they heard this, they all cursed the demon tiger in their hearts. What an honor it would be to be able to attack the city and capture the village with the demon lord? This guy didn't even discuss it with them and wanted to make a big splash! Then the other tribes' monsters also volunteered.

Chang Xi raised a cold curve at the corner of his mouth, "It's three thousand miles away from the Tianpu Sect, and you can't keep up with my body. Anyone who wants to follow me will follow me. If you don't want to follow me, you can go back by yourself, and I will never force you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyao's spirit retracted into the ring and shook his hand at the big black panther. Then Chang Xi's sword step suddenly rose and shot towards the northwest direction.

The Demon Tiger saw the demon master disappearing while flashing, and immediately turned around and shouted at the clan: "Why are you still standing stupid? The Demon Lord has already taken the lead to find the bad luck of the Tianpu Sect. If anyone is behind later, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

The sound of the tiger roar fell, and fierce demon flames rose all over the body of the demon tiger, and they were the first to chase Chang Xi in the direction where he was away. The other monsters of the tribe also warned the juniors of their clan that this opportunity to show their faces in front of the demon lord is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they must be held in their hands anyway.

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Hengduan Mountain can be said to have been in a wave of turbulent waves, and the torrential torrent of monsters rages towards the northwest. Before, the human sects and forces saw the beast tide coming back, and there were several great demons in the Nascent Soul Realm leading the way. Everyone thought they would definitely not escape and die, but they were surprised to find that these monsters were not interested in them, but instead decided to run straight to the northwest.

Isn’t the northwest direction the Tianpu Gate that caused the angry and resentful of Hengduan Mountain?

Some people who are active in their hearts have vaguely guessed the purpose of the monsters. Since the monks who have some skills followed the beast tide, they naturally did not dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about the monsters that ran slightly slower. It is rare for such a large number of monsters to be united. I am afraid that if they are greedy for monsters, they will probably dismember the monsters in the next moment.

The northwest direction of Hengduanshan, Tianpu Gate.

The huge front hall courtyard of the Heavenly Puppet Sect was covered with blood. Hundreds of monsters who had responded to the order of the Demon Lord to pass by were incomplete. Among them, there were some powerful monsters with cultivation reaching the late stage of the Golden Pill Realm, but at this moment their bodies were cold and none of them could survive in the hands of the human demon puppet.

More than a dozen human and demon puppets with blood ticking all over the body were mechanically cleaned the courtyard with messy movements. Hundreds of monster corpses were piled up in the backyard. The rich corpse smell and bloody smell soared into the sky. Each monster corpse's head and abdomen were cruelly torn apart, and the demon pill that condensed all the monster's cultivation was taken away.

As for why these monsters are crazy, they usually go to the southeast, no one in the Tianpu Sect cares about this. For example, almost all the disciples lurking in Huizhou are gathered in the Puppet Sect. The overall strength revealed by the outside is enough to sweep all the forces in Hengduan Mountains. If you include the few steps of the senior brother's hand that are not known to outsiders, your strength is even comparable to that of the ordinary second-grade sect.

With such strong capital, what's the point of being a mere monster?

In the dark side hall, the smell of blood was extremely strong. Yuan Kui looked at the sharp dagger rolled upside the blade in his hand, then looked at the figure who looked miserable in the urn, and sneered: "It's because of the excellent physical refining technique, even this golden blade can cut your muscles and bones. It seems that it will take a lot of effort to make you into a magic puppet."

The insects were covered with bloody dirt and the skull was covered with bloody dirt. Chang'an, who was as angry as a fucking spring, was shaped like a bone. At this time, he was penetrated by several Yinhong intestinal tubes, and he was flowing disgusting bright red things in the intestinal tubes, which were absorbing the only remaining flesh and blood essence in Chang'an at all times.

Chang'an's limbs and even neck were covered with ferocious wounds, each of which was almost deep and bones could be seen. The dry flesh and blood around him rolled up, and countless terrifying insects were eroding and laying eggs on the rolled flesh and blood. They tortured Chang'an's almost collapsed nerves at every moment, and sucking his energy and spirit that was like a candle in the wind at this moment.

Chang'an opened his dull eyes, and he kept his last breath. This breath condensed his last energy and turned into the last defense to protect him in the Dantian.

His eyes looked at his abdomen through the blood stains in the jar. The huge gap in his dantian almost cut him in half. If it weren't for the last breath of energy and spirit, he had unfolded the last Nine Dragons and Nine Elephant Technique to protect his dantian, he would have been cut open to take away the golden elixir and become a useless person.

Wan Mozhong simply changed his method and tortured him with a few Yin Hong's intestinal tubes that sucked the essence of flesh and blood, while also wasting his last energy.

He didn't know if anyone could come to save him. He had been seeking to survive under the shadow of swords and swords since he was a child, and finally he was able to embark on the road to immortal cultivation. He had seen too many intrigues and brothers and feet, and never expected anyone to pull him when he was in danger, but for some reason he had a strong intuition that someone would definitely come to save him.

Such inhuman torture lasted for a long time, and he didn't even know that he had saved him many times. Although he might really die here this time, he might even be refined by the thousands of demons to become a machine that only knows how to kill.

But he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

It is not because you see hope that you can persevere, but because you persist that you can see hope.

The figure of the Lord of the Zangdao Peak appeared in Chang'an's mind. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, laughing at him for so long that he still lost the face of the Lord of the Peak.

"Puff!"

The golden winged blade, which was rolling up the sharp blade, stabbed it into Chang'an's abdomen again, and a mouthful of black blood flowed down the corner of Chang'an's mouth. Yuan Kui's sickly pale face was filled with a cruel smile. The sharp blade stirred hard in the flesh and blood, and dirty blood gushed, pulling Chang'an's body and shaking, and it had been eroded by the poison to the hoarse throat.

Yuan Kui said hideously: "Aren't you very capable before? Why don't you scream now?"

Just as the last breath of energy and spirit hanging in Chang'an's chest was about to be discharged, a sharp and unimaginable sound of sword energy breaking through the air exploded above the Tianpu Gate, and then a cold voice that seemed to float from the Jiuyou Yellow Spring resounded throughout Hengduan Mountain.

"The bastards of the Heavenly Puppet Sect, why don't they come out to die?"
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