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Chapter 580: Get justice

Soul-Devouring Rakshasa Luo Meng and Jixing Gui Ye Qi followed the Demon Lord to rush into the stone hall first. Seeing so many stone gates in the stone hall, they divided their troops and chose one stone gate to explore the way. Their purpose was only one, that is, to find the treasure left by the first generation of the elf king as soon as possible and get the Pangu Divine Banner! The Pangu Divine Banner is the key to opening the next level of the Demon Realm of the Abyssal Hell.

The stone gate led by the two of them broke into the demon army, which was connected to a huge water prison, and there were mechanisms everywhere. They overcome all obstacles and suffered more than half of the personnel to escape from the water prison. They did not want to return to the hall again. They also happened to meet Liuyun and his group who escaped in a hurry from the golden armored stone statue formation.

In the battle on the top of Wuji Mountain, the elf queen died in battle. The three-eyed demon envoy had already heard the news. The two of them recognized Luo Yu in the hall at a glance and clashed with Luo Yu and his group. The others were not afraid of others. The woman holding the Star and Moon Staff had some ability, and even if she fought against two, she would not be at all.

The two people Ding Ren brought should not be underestimated.

Although Zhihua is also in the perfect realm of the Earth Immortal Realm, which is comparable to his two, his elf power is the power of a hundred herbs. He is good at using poison attacks, which makes people unable to defend!

As soon as they fought, except for Soul-Devouring Rakshasa Luo Meng and Jixing Gui Yeqi, the other men in black robe and the half-demon around them all fell to the ground! Fortunately, Jixing Gui Yeqi reacted quickly. Even so, they were stained with a little poison of Baihua San. Although they were not paralyzed and fainted, their actions were somewhat hindered.

The two of them looked at each other and made a decision in their hearts.

Soul-Devouring Rakshasa stretched out her finger and pointed at Luo Yu who was standing in the middle of the hall, and said, "Ding Yi was killed by Bahuang, the subordinate of the Elf Queen. If you want to seek revenge, you will find her! She is the Elf Queen's daughter!"

Luo Yu was not aware of the grudge between Bahuang and Ding Ren's brothers, and Bahuang is now dead, and there is no evidence of death. Seeing that Soul-Devouring Rakshasa mentioned him, Luo Yu glared at him fiercely and said, "Devil! Don't swear at others!"

Ding Ren smiled with a sinister look and said, "Old Gui Luo! My brother was indeed killed by the Elf Queen, but if he had not been instigated and used by the people of your Demon Sect before, he would not have died so miserably..."

The Soul-Devouring Rakshasa looked sad and said, "I am also very sad to die. Why would I join forces with you to kill these people and avenge your brother?"

"Swish swish swish swish swish-"

When the people in the hall heard Soul-Devouring Rakshasa say this, they all showed their weapons and formed a camp, confronting each other in a three-legged manner.

Ding Ren glanced at the situation in the hall. He didn't want to continue to entangle with the people of the Demon Sect. He snorted coldly and said, "Old Gui Luo! Stop talking nonsense! Ding just wants to seek justice for his brother today! When you win over us brothers, you promised that after the matter was done, you would present the Demon Sect's cultivation techniques with both hands! As long as you hand over the Demon Sect's cultivation techniques... the previous grudges can be eliminated!"

The Soul-Devouring Rakshasa's eyes turned and she chuckled: "It turns out that Brother Ding wants this! What's the problem? Brother Ding comes over and I'll reveal the secret cultivation method of the Demon Sect to you..."

Ding Ren hesitated for a moment, frowned and looked at Zhihua. Zhihua shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled on his lips, and nodded slightly at Ding Ren.

Ding Ren walked a few steps forward and approached the Soul-Devouring Rakshasa Luo Meng. Suddenly, he felt a storm of wind coming from his waist. He immediately opened his eyes wide and looked horrified and dodged sideways! A black whip shadow wiped his body and flew out. At the same time, another big hand strangled Ding Ren's throat and quickly dragged him aside.

Zhihua, wearing a gray and white robe, shook his figure and rushed forward, spread his Yin-Yang folding fan to meet the shadowless whip in the hand of the Rapid Ghost Yeqi. He said sarcastically: "As the two masters of the Demon Sect, who actually used this kind of ghost trick to bully his juniors, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the people of the world?"

Soul-Devouring Rakshasa put a dark soul-devouring stick behind Ding Ren. It is said that this soul-devouring stick was transformed from the skeleton of a demon. It is a very evil thing that is the most yin and evil, and can absorb people's souls and spirits! Ding Ren's face was black, and a trace of blue soul floated out of his body and drilled into the soul-devouring stick. Soul-Devouring Rakshasa stared at her eyes, and said, "As the saying goes, soldiers are never tired of deceitful attacks, sneak attacks are nothing. This young master Zhihua's methods are not glorious! If you hand over the antidote, I will let him go! Otherwise... hum!"

The Soul-Devouring Rakshasa increased its strength, Ding Ren's eyes rolled up, his cheeks quickly shriveled, and the blue soul power in his body was constantly sucked out by the Soul-Devouring Stick, and he was about to breathe.

Zhihua looked at Ding Ren who was struggling with death, raised his eyebrows and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"If you want the antidote, hand over the practice of the Demon Sect!" Zhihua shook open the Yin-Yang folding fan with a "swish", and countless black thorns shot towards the rapid ghost Yeqi.

Jixing Gui Yeqi leaned back and turned around several times, avoiding the attacks of the thorns. He turned his head to look at Zhihua, raised his wide eyelids upwards, and his arms fluttered. The ink-colored whip in his hand whipped towards Zhihua like black lightning.

Zhihua lowered downwards, and the folding fan drew an arc in front of him, blocking the oncoming whip shadow. Then, he poked out his long legs and swept forward hard. A short dagger on his toes stabbed into the throat of Jixing Gui Yeqi! The attack was particularly fierce. Jixing Gui Yeqi barely avoided the hidden weapon on Zhihua's toes, and a slap on his shoulder, and blood flew out. But the shadowless whip in his hand also slapped Zhihua's neck, leaving a string of dark purple whip marks.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed more than ten moves, and their strength was comparable, and no one got a good deal.

"Sect... Master, don't care about the villain... life or death! Kill these two people... avenge the villain... and brother!" Ding Ren's forehead bulged with his blue veins and his face turned bloody. He shouted loudly, pulled out the moon-stepping sword from his waist, penetrated his body, and stabbed into the body of the Soul-Devouring Rakshasa Luo Meng who was standing close to him.

"puff--"

Luo Meng never expected Ding Ren to use such a desperate fight. He was hit by a sword in his abdomen, spurted out a mouthful of blood, pushed Ding Ren away with a palm, and fell backwards.

"Swish--"

A pitch-black tiger-toothed sword pierced Luo Meng's chest, and the expression on his face condensed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. Shuangye walked out from behind Luo Meng, pulled out the tiger-toothed sword, and splashed blood all over the ground.

Jixing Gui Yeqi tilted his head, his lips trembled slightly, and he knelt on one knee, saying, "Old Luo..."
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