Demon World.

In the most prosperous Baigu Town in Kuyun City, in the square under the inn, two people were confronting each other.

There were only three people on one side, but each of them was tall and big, with indigo skin and hideous muscles.

He was emitting a steam on his body, like a stove walking on the ground.

The temperature in the square was a little unbearable, and around the three people, the air was also twisted and deformed under the scorching radiation.

It is very terrifying to have the power of the body alone to affect the surrounding environment.

"This is the Demon Realm. The Four Heavenly Kings Heaven has not yet fallen into the hands of your Netherworld. So many monks in the Demon Realm are watching around. Do you really dare to be so arrogant!"

The other party.

There are more than ten players in the squad, and they are all very good.

The one who is approaching is a nine-foot-tall demon with long hair shawls, a magnificent figure and a gloomy face, and a feeling of being powerful without anger.

"Steal the tokens in your hands and spare you all the time."

The man who was about to start the three was more than a foot tall, his arms were hanging down his knees, and his eyes were filled with a faint green light.

They only have three people.

But in the city of the Demon Realm, he was not afraid at all, and looked down at the monks in front of him.

"I will never die around us?"

The majestic man spoke coldly with a grim smile on his face.

He called Geng Bai, who was the leader of Zoroastrianism in the territory of Kuyun City. He was also a big shot in this remote place.

Even the city lord Li Yuan had to give him three points of thin face.

Before this, by chance, he got a Demon God's Blade from a ruin.

This time, I originally planned to take a few brothers from my sect to the Tomb of the Demon God to try my luck.

result.

Unexpectedly, for some reason, the existence of the Demon God's Blade was discovered by these ghosts.

After the Netherworld decided to snatch it, this happened.

It is worth mentioning.

The few people present were all at the level of saints.

However, there are only three people in the Netherworld.

And here, there are more than ten devils in Gengbai, all of whom are all big and small.

Therefore, although the powerful people in the Netherworld are famous, Geng Bai is not afraid of these guys because of his number advantage.

It's just a bit troublesome.

...

In a restaurant not far from Baigu Town Square.

The tea leaves imported from Daxia are fragrant, and the amber tea water is slightly rippling.

"I didn't expect that I could taste the tea from my hometown here..." Ling Xiao was dressed in black and had a bronze mask hanging around his waist, sitting in a position beside the window on the second floor.

Drinking tea while doing it.

While watching the dispute occurred under the teahouse.

Battle at the realm of saints.

Even if there are formations in Kuyun City to block it, the power it bursts out is amazing.

If you are not careful, the residents of the entire urban area will face a catastrophe.

The monks in the Demon Realm have always been crazy. Although they are not as fierce as the Netherworld, they are still the few people who are afraid of death.

therefore.

At this moment, more than a dozen saints gathered together in the square under the teahouse to beat each other.

Not only were these people in the teahouse not afraid, they gathered together, pointed at them, and expressed their opinions excitedly.

"The guys from Zoroastrianism are having sex with the miscellaneous people in the underworld! I'm going to see a good show now..."

"The dealer has been opened, the dealer has been opened, and you can buy it and leave. Who thinks that this battle will win?"

"It goes without saying that they must be the bastards of Zoroastrianism... Their number is three or four times that of Netherworld. If three fight one, can they be killed? Will there be a fight?"

"I don't like the Zoroastrians very much, but now, I also hope that the things in the Tomb of the Demon God will not fall into the hands of the Netherworld!"

“…”

The crowd in the teahouse was talking.

Most people think that these three fools in the underworld are dead.

Just three people.

He dares to provoke Zoroastrianism... Others don't know, but who in Kuyun City doesn't understand how crazy Zoroastrianism is on weekdays!

It's simply rampant.

Only Ling Xiao, who was sitting near the windowsill, shook his head gently and his eyes became solemn.

He originally planned to attack the Zoroastrians and others personally, snatch the blade of the Demon God so that he could enter the tomb of the Demon God.

Just didn't expect it.

This happened halfway through.

The demonic eyes above his head spread open and quietly peeked at the three people in the underworld.

A sense of crisis like a needle-like feeling was felt from several people.

But this feeling did not appear on the Zoroastrian group of people... There are so many people and great power, that's right.

But sometimes.

The quality gap cannot be compensated by the quantity gap, especially the rabble like Zoroastrianism.

...

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the entire urban area was shaking.

Zoroastrians are crazy.

Now that you are provoked by Youming like this, you are even more unscrupulous in taking action.

"Fire Palm! Go to death!"

Geng Bai smiled grimly.

The clothes on his upper body were shattered by the rising muscles. When he slapped at the opposite side, a large number of black tendons appeared and quickly climbed over the surface of his body. The sound of bones burst out, the body expanded rapidly, and the skin became red.

Especially the left arm, the left hand arm is covered with dense markings, forming armor like magma. The scorching temperature causes the surrounding air to twist violently.

And the Netherworld opposite.

He was mocking, not dodging or evading, and even took the initiative to take a step forward, and actually used his chest to take the powerful attack.

"I'm afraid this Netherworld is scared to be silly!"

"It is the Fire Palm of Zoroastrianism, but ordinary martial arts have been trained to such an amazing level by Geng Bai. He is worthy of being the leader of Zoroastrianism!"

"This Fire Palm seems ordinary, but all the power condensed into a stream, and the power burst out in an instant was extremely amazing. The few people in the underworld were too arrogant."

The atmosphere in the teahouse slowly relaxes.

Only Ling Xiao's sword eyebrows were slightly frowning, his eyes were full of seriousness... The situation is a bit troublesome now.

Youming's strong arms came from behind, his fingers were linked, and he held Geng Bai's palm.

"laugh!"

Youming's arms are indigo-blue, and their feet are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, and are slowly melting at this moment.

The Fire Palm is a martial art in the mortal world. Even martial artists at the Qi refining level can practice it. However, the same moves, used in different hands, have completely different powers.

Geng Bai's smile became more and more ferocious, and the fascia blood vessels on his neck were pitch black.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

"remember!"

The giant lowered his head and pressed it against Geng Bai's ear, with cruel eyes in his eyes.

"The person who killed you is the Shang Ke from the Netherworld!"

"Click!"

The arm, which had been melted most of the time, instantly healed, and Shang Feng suddenly burst out, and one of Geng Bai's arm was dislocated instantly with a crisp sound.

"call!"

The sharp wind blew.

Before Geng Bai could react, he felt his vision rising rapidly.

A huge force burst out, and the air was squeezed and deformed, forming a white ultra-high pressure airflow in an instant.

The big hand like a palm-leaf fan fell down, and Geng Bai's big head flew out, accompanied by the blood fountain.

"Plop!"

When Geng Bai's body fell to the ground.

Only then did the people around him react.

"The Zoroastrian saint died so easily?"
To be continued...