"Since you are so anxious to die, I'll send you a ride."

A rich demonic energy surged from Brother Chi's body, spreading in all directions, and soon enveloped the surrounding sky in black fog.

His body was also thickened into the black fog and disappeared.

The Demonic Yuan Transformation Mist is a magical master. If it is used well, it will cause a headache for the opponent.

Because in the fog, it is the world of demon cultivators.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I'll see how long you can hide."

Wu Biao snorted coldly, took out a white long sword from his body, and slung in the air.

"Thousands of swords pierce the heart, and they are fast."

With a stretch of his finger, countless sword shadows were densely packed on the long sword, and if they were like locusts, they shot into the black fog.

Since he could not find Brother Chi, he could only use this large-scale killing trick.

Countless sword lights shot into the black fog, but the entire magic fog was discovered nothing, instead, Brother Chi's sarcastic laughter came out: "Just like this kind of attack, I want to win, it's such a joke.

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"Wu Biao, don't be confused by him, stay away from the demon fog." Qin Zhongtian reminded him in the distance.

"Qin Zhongtian, the two sides are fighting. What's the point of reminding you? Why don't you end up in person?" Demon Colin said angrily.

"Whoever stipulates that we cannot remind us, we have high understanding, so naturally reminders are useful. People from the demon clan are stupid by nature, so it is useless to remind us again, right?" Qin Zhongtian retorted.

"You can use voice transmission and speak out in public now, are you afraid that others will not know that you are awesome?"

"What do I like to do? That's my business. What does it have to do with you?" Qin Zhongtian said, his eyes fell on Wu Biao and said, "Wu Biao, he needs to maintain the magic fog, which is a waste of money when using magic fog.

Not small, don’t go into the magic fog, it depends on how long he can pretend to be a god or a ghost."

Wu Biao also knew that entering the magic fog means entering the other party's absolute domain, so he kept escaping outside. He did not let the magic fog get close to him.

"Do you think this can block me? Dreaming."

Suddenly, countless black crows made of black fog flew out from the magic fog, and they were all black and directly killed Wu Biao.

In Wu Biao's hand, sword lights slashed out, cutting off a large piece of the flying black crows.

What shocked him was that after these black crows were hit, they not only did not fall off, but directly turned into a wisp of demonic energy, which was piled up beside him.

As the number of black crows increased, the surrounding area was suddenly covered by a black fog.

"Be careful, he will cover you with black fog again." Someone outside the field reminded.

Wu Biao had long guessed that after the black magic fog increased, he began to escape from this field and fled to another place without black fog.

He ran away while walking and doing while walking, this is his plan.

At this moment, a black crow was attacking him again, with more numbers.

"Sword Rain Array, Kill!"

The long sword in Wu Biao's hand shot out a sword light, densely packed, and shot over quickly.

Most of the black crows were shot and killed, but among the crows, one black crow ignored the attack of the sword light and was attacked by the sword light several times, but still did not transform into aura.

"Do you want to use a trick to hide the truth? Dreaming."

Wu Biao had already locked in the black crow, held the long sword tightly, and slashed it with a fierce sword light.

The huge sword light fell on the black crow in the blink of an eye, and instantly forced Brother Chi out of the prototype.

Sure enough, Brother Chi transformed into a black crow and wanted to sneak attack through the black crow group.

"Wu Biao, you don't have this kind of vision at all. Someone is giving you a secret sound to the ears. Let me remind you?"

Brother Chi hid out of the sword light and floated in the air, very unwilling to accept it.

The two faced each other head-on, and for a moment, the winner was still undecided.

"Qin Zhongtian, what's the point of this? With your eyesight, you can see Brother Chi's true body at once. How can you fight this battle?" Demon Kelin said angrily.

"The demons have made some tricks and have a good fight. What's the point of pretending to be a god?" Qin Zhongtian sneered proudly: "You can use a secret voice to remind Brother Chi, provided that he has the ability to fight head-on."

"You have to fight hard, right? I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?" Brother Chi reached out and put the magic fog in the air into his body. The next moment, he emitted a very terrifying pressure from his body and attacked Wu Biao directly.

Facing the other party's powerful pressure, Wu Biao did not dare to be careless, held his hand and sword and met him.

Suddenly, in the air, there were all magic clutches and sword shadows, and the two of them fought hard to distinguish.

The two of them are equally strong, and some people remind them that they have no skills at all, they are all fighting hard.

Ye Xiong looked at it and said that if both sides continue to fight like this, they will be finished sooner or later.

Even if the winner kills the other person, the remaining person will be killed by the next person in the next level.

This is simply a suicide contest.

Almost half an hour later, Wu Biao finally found an opportunity to seriously injure Brother Chi and then kill him.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers outside the venue.

"Chimu, it's your turn."

After Wu Biao won, Demon Colin immediately gave an order, and suddenly a man in his forties flew out from the crowd of the demons again. His eyes were like the dead Brother Chi, more white and less black.

, when looking at people, slant your eyes.

When Ye Xiong looked at Brother Chi, he felt something was wrong. Now another such person appeared on the other side, which immediately attracted his attention.

He immediately used his magic eyes and looked at Chiwu.

Under the Dharma Eye, Chi Wu's true body was immediately exposed.

I saw that the bones in Chiwu's body were much worse than those of ordinary Nascent Soul monks, and their physical body was greatly weakened.

A normal monk can break through to the Nascent Soul stage and his body will definitely be stronger and will never be so weak. There is only one reason for this situation: Chi Wu is not a real Nascent Soul cultivator at all.

However, the aura he emitted was obviously a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

"It seems that someone has controlled his true body with his vitality, so he looks like a Nascent Soul monk."

Ye Xiong finally understood why Brother Chi had never collided with Wu Biao head-on during the battle just now. He used magic all because his body was too poor and he was too disadvantageous to bear it.

Who is manipulating him?

Ye Xiong's mind turned around and immediately thought of two people, one was the Demon Abyss and the other was the Demon Tower.

The two are the left and right hands of the Demon Immortal King, and they have countless incarnations. Only they have the ability to use incarnations to manipulate a person.

Just as he was thinking, Chi Wu had already used Storm to seriously injure Wu Biao.

When Wu Biao fought with Brother Chi just now, his vitality was severely damaged and he was unable to resist Chi Wu's attack at this moment.

In the face of everyone's heartbroken eyes, Wu Biao was finally killed.

In the right path, there was a sadness, and all the cheers just now disappeared.

"Vulnerable, who will be the next one?" After Chi Wu killed Wu Biao, his eyes swept over the righteous people around him with a cold look.

In the right way, everyone lowered their heads and dared not stand up.

Although everyone is here to fight the demon, how many people are willing to die?

"Why, don't you dare to stand up?"
Chapter completed!