While speaking, Tong Qizhen took out four bottles of plague from his clothes and placed them on the lid of the coffin beside him. He said, "These four bottles contain plague. Your Majesty, please be careful to put it..."

When Tong Qizhen was speaking, a monk standing beside him carefully picked up the four bottles and handed them to the table beside the demon king. The demon king picked up one of the porcelain bottles, took a look, and said, "Who would have thought that such a small bottle would have tens of thousands of lives after being broken. People are so fragile, but they have to occupy such a good place to recuperate. The monsters are strong, but they are driven to the demon mountain by you. Is this world fair?"

When he said this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the demon king's face. Then his hand slid, and the porcelain bottle in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces in an instant. Then a transparent liquid flowed out from it.

"It's really offensive to break your porcelain bottle after accidentally breaking it." After seeing the porcelain bottle breaking, the smile on the demon king's face became even stronger. The faces of the monks who came to protect it changed drastically. They all knew what the plague was, and the demon king almost "stumbled" the bottle of porcelain at the feet of these monks. There was almost no chance that they would survive.

However, the few of them never changed. Seeing the monks jumping around, the demon king frowned at first, then suddenly woke up, pointed at Tong Qizhen and said, "You are not Tong Qizhen! Are you Wu Mian, or do you return?"

"A madman is enough... I didn't expect to meet the second one." After seeing the demon king deliberately falling into the porcelain bottle, he knew that he couldn't hold it anymore. Although he guessed that the demon king might mention these bottles of plague, he did not expect that this demon king and Tong Qizhen were the same madman.

At this moment, the appearance of "Tong Qizhen" has undergone tremendous changes in front of these monks. His originally black hair instantly turned white, and his appearance has also become a little white. Wu Mian, who is used to looking at people with the whites of his eyes.

After seeing the white-haired man returning to his original appearance, the demon king remembered the scene of the day when he was injured under his magic weapon. He didn't dare to rush up easily. He pointed to his several cultivators and guards and said, "He is Wu Mian. Who can finish him? I'll give you the inexhaustible treasures of genius that you can get in the next half of your life..."

However, after the Demon King finished speaking, the monks did not seem to take action at all. Instead, they turned around and faced the Demon King at the same time. One of them said to the Demon King in the face: "Your Majesty, did the porcelain bottle really slip away just now? Or are you already ready to silence us a few people?"

The Demon King did take the opportunity to silence these monks just now. He thought that the purpose of his arrival had been achieved. The four bottles of plague in his hand happened to cause a great chaos in the capital, and a great plague was about to begin to break out in Bianliang. The emperor in the world couldn't take care of himself, so he could not even take care of his own demon mountain. Although these monks were a pity, there were more than a few monks who defected to the demon mountain. He also had replacements.

Unexpectedly, there was no plague in the porcelain bottle at all. The Demon King immediately understood something. But it was too late, and the monks who had originally surrounded "Tong Qizhen" also reacted. The white-haired man who had just been surrounded by them was now sitting on the coffin, looking at the Demon King and the monks with his eyes that seemed to be watching an idiot fighting.

"Do you really think I need someone like an ant to protect it?" The Demon King sneered and slashed at the monk in front of him. With its movement, the cultivator opposite directly turned into a human-shaped blood mist. The remaining cultivators did not expect the Demon King to take action suddenly. They originally wanted to make some benefits on the Demon King in the end. Unexpectedly, it actually killed the killer...

The demon king had never shown his abilities in front of these monks before. Although these monks were recruited by the Demon Mountain, they did not know the origin of the Demon Mountain. They thought that the lord of the Demon Mountain was inherited from their fathers like the emperor in the world. In their hearts, it was no different from other monsters, but they had a better life and a father who was a Demon King. Now they realized that their abilities were not taken seriously at all.

"You are just to keep my side away from me just to block the demonic energy. Do you understand now?" While speaking, the demon king had already arrived in front of another monk. He reached out to grab his face and grabbed it. Taking this opportunity, several monks around him raised their magic weapons and chopped down at the demon king's body.

The demon king ignored the magic weapon that was chopping at him and reached out to hold it on the monk's face. The moment his palm touched the monk's face, the man's head exploded from the inside like a burst of watermelon. The red and white objects scattered outwards and splashed onto other monks around him.

At this time, three or four magic weapons had already chopped the body of the demon king. However, it only cut off its outer cloak and did not cause any damage to the demon king's body.

At this time, the monks realized that the strength of the demon king had exceeded their imagination. At this moment, almost all the monks turned around and fled backward, hoping that they could run faster than other companions, and took advantage of the death of their companions and spared a moment to use the Five Elements Escape Technique. Unfortunately, they understood it too late, and it was too late to escape at this time.

Seeing a few monks trying to escape, the demon king shot out a few black demon fires the size of fists into their backs. These fireballs hit the back of the monks without bias, and these monks were instantly wrapped in black demon fire. They didn't even have the chance to scream and wail, and they were burned to ashes. Only one monk who had escaped to Wu Mian had a glimmer of life.

This monk was smart and fled to the white-haired man when he saw that the situation was not good. He fled and said, "The great monk saved me... We have a chance to join forces, otherwise you and I will die here..."

"Who said you are a human?" Wu Mian glanced at the man with his unique look, and then continued: "No one who can speak humans is called human..."

The monk saw that the white-haired man could not help him, so he had to grit his teeth and continue running out the door. If the demon king came here at this time, he would fight with it regardless of whether Wu Mianwan or not. Then he would have hope of escaping. After making this abacus, he deliberately moved closer to Wu Mian.

Just as he passed by the white-haired man, Wu Mian, who was originally sitting on the coffin, suddenly raised his foot and hooked the man. The monk's center of gravity was unstable and he fell down fiercely. Just when he wanted to get up and continue to run for his life, a black fireball came over behind him, hitting the monk's heart in a daze.

After the fireball hit this person, the monk instantly caught black flames all over his body. Before he could stand up, he was burned into a human form and fell to the ground again. However, after this fall, the ashes fell and disappeared without a trace by the wind.

While the fireball hit the man, another black fireball hit Wu Mian. Just as the fireball reached the white-haired man, a cold light suddenly flashed behind him. Then the long sword shining with autumn water light flew out from behind Wu Mian and cut the black fireball in half.

Kill Kun to restrain the demon fire. After the fireball was split into two, it quickly disappeared completely. The white-haired man seemed to have nothing happened, and said to the demon king opposite: "Is it your turn now?"

The demon king stared at the magic weapon floating in front of Wu Mian. After seeing the long sword, the injuries on its body began to hurt faintly. However, the demon king's face did not show it. After sneering at Wu Mian, he said, "Are you so anxious to go to reincarnation? I have something to ask you before I start. Is Gao Rubai yours or Tong Qizhen's disciple?"

Wu Mian glanced at the demon king and said to the outside of the door: "Gao Rubai, come in and tell it yourself..."
Chapter completed!