Although Wu Qi lost all his mind, he still seemed to have an unforgettable obsession in the dark.

For example, the deep love root of his master, the Demon Dao Ancestor, or the pursuit of defeating all the powerful enemies, even if he loses his mind at this time, he still keeps his eyes on his old enemies who have been chasing them hard, as if they never end, and are obsessed with life and death to decide the outcome.

Both the first disciple of the saint, these eleven people have been fighting openly and secretly for more than 100,000 years. However, as Wu Qi, the direct descendant of the Wu Dao, he was the only one who was a disciple of the Demon Dao, and was a unique master of the Demon Dao. He combined the three righteousnesses of witches, love and demons. He should have been a peerless genius who looked down on the heroes. However, when he was born at the wrong time, there was also a more heaven-defying genius. Wu Wei, the first disciple of the Demon Dao who was the leader among the saints, always had poor skills whenever he met.

In the saint hunting comparison, Wu Wei was the leader, and there were also the first disciple of the saint Yipi, the first disciple of the saint of the trolls, Wan Zhen, the first disciple of the saint of the trolls. This is the first three hunting comparisons.

These three people are the most powerful in the divine realm under the saints. In the previous hunt, Wu Qi could not compete with these three people and could only be wronged to accompany the fourth seat. For him, such a result was hard to accept.

How could a arrogant and arrogant person like Wu Qi with a higher heart than the sky with a higher heart to withstand the situation of successive defeats? He then slept on firewood and tasted gall for years and comprehended the unique secret method of "The Blessing of the Holy Star", and wanted to make a big splash. However, now he was forced to use it in advance, but because he had not deduced it perfectly, he was already deeply trapped in the fatal drawbacks of mental loss. He only relied on obsession and nature, but he just held several people against the ten enemies.

The humiliation turned into shame and avenged his most stubborn obsession, and it was still unshakable at this time. He ignored the rest of the people who had quietly disappeared, and his fierce and rapid moves all called on these three people, especially Wu Wei, who was deeply hurt. At this time, his heart was even more miserable.

It was said that he was working together to kill Wu Qi, who had turned into a demon, but now he had just passed a while. Wu Wei took a break from his busy schedule and swept around. He suddenly felt very angry. Except for the three of them who could not pull away, the other seven people had disappeared without a trace. It was not just a traitor, but a traitor, but a traitor!

It is true that ten people are united and saints can fight one after another. However, these ten people have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years and have their own positions. Even if they no longer fight hard, they will inevitably have intrigue. How can they talk about working together to fight Wu Qi? Now, seven out of ten times will face Wu Qi, who already has the power of a saint, and the three of them have become a problem to protect themselves. It is said that they are killing this villain, and even more, they will mention it.

"I am really worthy of being a person in the Demon Realm!" Wu Wei gritted his teeth and looked at the situation hatefully. While dealing with Wu Qi's powerful offensive, he also began to think about his own way out.

Not to mention Wu Wei, the situation changed drastically at this time. Wu Qi's 50 or 60 attacks all greeted Wu Wei, and the remaining three or 4 of the offensives were shared by Yipi and Wan Zhen. The pressure was naturally not as high as Wu Wei. However, he had already paid attention to the change in the situation and wanted to retreat, but he did not say it clearly.

After more than ten punches were released, Wan Zhen finally saved his life under Wu Qi's hand bone scepter, but he was also seriously injured. He took advantage of the force to retreat violently, and vomited blood and shouted, "This guy is so powerful. We are not an opponent. Brother Wu must hold on! I will report to my master now, and I will definitely ask my master to come and eliminate the evil!"

Wan Zhen is indeed a ruthless and thick-skinned person. At this time, he is too lazy to worry about his own face. He left a polite word and turned around and retreated decisively.

Seeing this, Fang Yipi did not hesitate anymore. He cut off the torrent of ghost heads by several swords and took the opportunity to retreat. "Brother Wu, take care of me! I will quickly report back to Master and inform all the Taoist ancestors of the witch brother's transformation into a demon. Then the Taoist ancestor should come to eliminate the evil demon and rescue Brother Wu's danger!"

The two of them said it very well, but Wu Wei, who knew their nature, would not take it seriously. Seeing that they were so shameless and abandoning him in this danger, they were naturally sinister, which made Wu Wei's chest so angry that his blood bulged. His anger burned a ball of essence and blood in anger. He could no longer help but be angry and shot out a mouthful of waste blood!

"Wan Zhen! Yi Pi! You are a treacherous villain! If you don't die today's hatred, you will be rewarded in the future!"

Then, after Wan Zhen and Yipi stomped their feet and jumped out of the entrance of the Tongtian Cave, Wu Wei's roar was still heard behind him, but at this time, the two who had escaped from the Heavenly Heaven did not care about these words, looked at each other happily and laughed, and spoke happily like friends, and left without rushing or slowing down.

As for the life and death of Wu Wei or Wu Qi, the two of them were not concerned about it, or they were happy to see that they were successful. Both of them were very good at losing. If they were killed and killed, they would eliminate the two powerful enemies, and they would not even say that they would celebrate each other and praise each other.

At this time, the sky was wide open, and let go of the happy events that were numerous. The two of them immediately woke up the mission of the master who came here. They then secretly glanced at the starry sky while chatting and laughing. When they saw the Huyanming star blooming with stars, they were naturally excited and simply followed them.

Without Yipi and Wan Zhen to help, Wu Wei fought alone with the saint's force, Wu Qi suddenly became under great pressure and was already worried about his life. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, never dared to hold back. His power broke the eighteen acupoints around his body, and two unique meridians used their own taboo secret technique to hold his chest.

"The tail is broken and crazy!"

This forbidden secret technique is the direct inheritance of the Demon-loving Ancestor. Although once used, it can be said that it is invincible in the divine realm. However, the consequences are too great. Even a sudden attack will consume four or five of the essence and blood. Then, at least a thousand years of retardation, before gradually recovering from the original state. Such a powerful hidden danger will never be used easily since the battle was granted. Therefore, even the first disciple of the saint who had been fighting with him openly and secretly for more than 100,000 years, no one knew that he had hidden such a trick. This time, he was forced to be desperate by the evil demon Wu Qi, and this time he made his debut.

The eighteen orifices acupoints and two meridians were broken. The meridian blood vessels were the purest and condensed, and the movement was stimulated by the secret method of transporting power. This blood vessels that occupy four or five of the body were consumed in an instant, in return for a powerful blow comparable to a saint!

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

The sword was thriving, and it really had the momentum to sweep away thousands of troops, but when he met the fierce demon Wu Qi, he smashed it with his hands, and a sword shadow disintegrated one after another, but finally he tried hard to delay Wu Qi for a moment.

What Wu Wei wanted was this instant opportunity that was related to life and death. He immediately pulled out and jumped up. A mouthful of waste blood surged from his chest, unable to suppress the void, splashing the roar of Wu Qi, who was chasing him, and his appearance was even more terrifying.

With this moment of hard struggle, Wu Wei finally successfully escaped from the battle and stretched the two of them hundreds, nearly a thousand miles away. It was so far apart that even Wu Qi, who had lost all his mind but had the power of a saint, could not hit him hard for a while. Then he became more and more angry, roared and chased him.

After the two strong men left one after another, the sword saint's relic was silent for a long time, and a loud voice came from deep, "It was finally quiet..."

The center of the stone chamber that the first disciples of the saints could not reach, on the high platform of the altar, the sword saint in the stone pillar breathed a sigh of relief, and then he still felt solemn, murmured: "No, this place has been exposed. For the safety of my direct bloodline, I can't fight for most of my life. I have to move this treasure house as soon as possible and change it to a safe place to hide..."

The broken stone wall gradually recovered, and then the entire treasure house turned into an inconspicuous blood-colored particle like mustard seeds. It flashed at the bottom of the cave and disappeared without a trace, missing its whereabouts.

But the Wan Zhen and Yipi who were chasing Huyan Mingxing all the way. This Wan Zhen is a physical cultivation, but Yipi is from a soul cultivation, and he has long learned the secret method of tracking the life star. At this time, he worked together to pursue him, and Yipi took action to position him. Wan Zhen no longer released the soul cultivation fellows who came to help him, let him practice in his empty bag, and he was happy to follow Yipi and walk on horseback.

The two of them had been tracking for more than a month, but Yipi was shocked and cried out. The powerful force pulled the dragon horse under the seat torn its cheeks, and blood was splattering everywhere. It was so painful that it was so miserable that it was shaking. It was a long and miserable hurried wilderness. It stopped and stood anxiously. It looked back at Yipi, but it couldn't stop its whine.

Wan Zhen lay on the back of the horse to recuperate, and then woke up suddenly when Yi Pi Zhuma was squinting. Two cold lights swept over Yi Pi, but he saw him tilting his head and looking at the direction of the Hu Yan Ming star. His face was gloomy and gloomy. Wan Zhen gradually let go of his suspicion. While laughing, he also pulled the reins of the horse and drove the dragon horse under his crotch and turned his head back.

When he returned to Yibi's side, Wan Zhen asked casually with a smile: "When I saw that boy fleeing very quickly, I should chase him. Why did Brother Yi stop here and delay? Are you not afraid that the boy will run away?"

Yipi did not answer, frowned and sternly put his fingers on his own, but saw a faint star light at his fingers that changed in complexity, appearing and dispersing as his fingers buckled, dispersing and condensing. It was extremely beautiful, but it was also mysterious and gorgeous. Until instantly, his eyes suddenly appeared, piercing the sky, and exhaling in surprise.

"That thief is indeed extremely bold! He really dared to run out of the wild beast valley to take refuge, so he wouldn't be afraid of meeting foreign races, becoming enslaved, and eating meat?"

Wan Zhen was so shocked that his eyes were as if he was so shocked that his eyes were as fast as a cow. Then he couldn't stop a chill all over his body. The inexplicable sense of fear swept over like a tide. He couldn't help but tremble, and then he shouted, "Chasing! You must not let this thief fall into the hands of the alien race! Otherwise, if you are forced to leave the place of the Demon World, my Demon World will be in danger of destruction immediately!"

Only then did the two of them barely chase out of the Wild Beast Valley, and the life star was hidden again. The whereabouts of the thief became nowhere to be found, which made many people following him beat their chests and stamp their feet, and were anxious, so they turned around and rushed towards the Demon Realm, hoping to convey the critical news back to the Demon Realm as soon as possible.

Compared with their relatives and friends, the safety of their own lives in the demon world, the secret of reincarnation has become insignificant and no longer temptation.

At this time, Hu Yan was careful all the way, searching for remote areas with his memory, walking in the deserted path, and galloping all the way without delay. He still had some leisure time in the rushing for a whole year. Finally, after more than 5,000 years, he once again set foot on the territory of the War Bear Clan.

He came in a hurry, but he had no intention of looking for an opportunity to meet those old friends. He went over mountains and ridges in that clear direction just to... find out the secret behind his ascension back then!


Chapter completed!