Looking at the dozen figures that suddenly rushed out, the little demon god was stunned, and then realized that these people were all demon cultivators in the Earth Abyss.

Moreover, there were only a dozen demon cultivators around him, but looking up at the surroundings, there were a large number of guards behind him who wrapped the entire mountain forest tightly.

In the sky, the Blood Dragon King saw that the teleportation array was destroyed and almost vomited blood. He was distracted by the White-Browed Demon Lord, and swept him with a palm and knocked him down the void.

boom……

The Blood Dragon King fell to the little demon god again and couldn't get up for a long time.

When the demon cultivator next to him saw that the Blood Dragon King had fallen down, someone immediately wanted to step forward and take it down.

"Get out of here!"

The little demon Zhu Zhong moved at this time.

He directly used the power of the demon god again, and his body suddenly turned into a giant, punching the dozen demon cultivators who were rushing towards the Blood Dragon King from the air, and immediately shook seven or eight people away.

After he took a step forward, he grabbed the Blood Dragon King on the ground, he immediately ran away.

"Chase!"

Rumble...

As soon as he ran, the demon cultivator guard behind him immediately chased after him, and the demon cultivator guards surrounding him immediately surrounded him. Without running two steps, the little demon god was completely blocked from his retreat and was trapped in the middle, with nowhere to escape.

Looking at the demon cultivator who kept coming around, Zhu Zhong's face was extremely serious. He took the opportunity to look at the Blood Dragon King in his hand, shook the latter's head, and shouted in an insult: "Old Jiao, get up quickly, I can't stand it alone. If you don't wake up, we will all finish playing!"

"Damn it... Can you let me rest for a while? I'm almost killed by you..."

The Blood Dragon King was almost vomited when he was shaken, so he had to open his eyes. Then when he saw so many people surrounding him, he was shocked and looked bitter, "Is it true that I am really going to fall here today in my heroic life?"

At this time, the white-eyed Demon Lord in the sky also flew over, floating above their heads, and snorted coldly: "Since you decided to betray the Troll Abyss, your fate has been destined. Now I advise you to surrender!"

Looking at the five hundred guard demon cultivators around him, and then looking at the white-browed demon king above his head, the Blood Dragon King gritted his teeth, "I'm just... Hey, no, why do you feel like something is missing?"

Around him, the little demon god heard his mutter, and was alert to the surroundings.

He asked subconsciously: "What's missing?"

"I feel that this thing is very familiar, but suddenly I can't remember it. What's missing?"

The Blood Dragon King himself felt crazy.

Because he vaguely felt that the lack of things seemed very important, which was related to whether they could break through the siege.

But sometimes things are like this, and the more nervous you are, the more you can’t remember.

In the air, the White-Browed Demon Lord snorted coldly when he heard this, "I know what you are missing, you are missing the favor of God." Then, the White-Browed Demon Lord waved his hand again and ordered: "Catch them!"

"yes!"

The Five Hundred Demon King Guards answered in unison, shouting loudly.

Immediately afterwards, five hundred people took action and rushed towards the little demon god Zhu Zhong and the Blood Dragon King.

Looking at the overwhelming figure, Zhu Zhong's eyes burst into a trace of unwillingness, and then he shouted and rushed forward, "I'll fight with you!"

The Blood Dragon King grabbed his head and roared in pain: "What is missing..."

Just as the Blood Dragon King and the others were about to be submerged, suddenly, a very powerful energy suddenly burst out on a certain mountain beside the forest.

With a bang, a white light shot into the crowd with a whoosh. Immediately after the explosion of the mountains and forests, they rushed towards the crowd of Blood Dragon King and the Little Demon God. They were flashed by a white light and were instantly bombarded with a large area.

It was also at this time that the Blood Dragon King shuddered in his head and immediately slapped his head: "I thought that it was missing this bastard Wu Xiu!"

Boom boom boom boom...

In the mountains and forests, white light was still constantly in the cave. Every time a flash, a large area of ​​demon cultivators from the magic cultivators guarded were shaken out, but after a while, the surroundings were cleared out.

In the air, the White-Browed Demon Lord stared at the white light below, and his brows suddenly frowned, "Well? The Immortal King of the Human Race, how could he appear here..."

Swish...

A moment later, around the forest, the demon cultivators were all knocked out, and only the little demon god, the blood dragon king, and a white figure were left in the field.

The little demon god and the Blood Dragon King were both dumbfounded at this time.

They looked at the demon cultivators around them who were knocked out, and then looked at the white figure in front of them. The two of them were stunned, "This big brother,"

Who is it, so fierce?!"

I saw the white figure, long hair and white clothes, thin body, and no vitality on my body, but it exuded a powerful wave of the aura of the immortal king.

He was holding a stick in his hand, and the stick was emitting a powerful aura, with a faint Taoist rhyme flowing on it.

"Huh... Why is this stick so familiar?" After the Blood Dragon King looked at the white figure, his eyes finally stopped on the stick in the white figure's hand.

The little demon god also looked at it and then said, "I remember, didn't Wu Xiu use this stick before in the selection competition?!"

After being reminded by him, the Blood Dragon King also remembered, "Yes, but how could this stick be on him now!"

The two were confused.

The white-browed Demon Lord in the air also stared at the figure below and said, "Who are you? Why are you interfering in my demon clan's affairs!"

A white figure stood in the mountains and forests, covering her face with long hair. After hearing the White-Browed Demon Lord's words, he did not answer, but just carried a stick and smashed it out at the White-Browed Demon Lord in the air.

With a whistling sound, the magic power bursts out!

The Sky-Lung Stick immediately turned into a divine pillar that penetrated the sky, and with a terrifying aura, it swung at the White-Browed Demon Lord!

The White-Browed Demon Lord frowned, and was also aroused by the white figure's attitude. He pointed it out casually, and a finger condensed by the power of the law appeared in the void, and then collided with the sky-high stick.

He thought that the Qingtian Stick was at most a top spiritual weapon, but at worst it was the Tianbao Immortal Soldier, but the moment his fingers collided with the Qingtian Stick, he felt a difference.

He only felt that there was a force that was even stronger than the power of the law, which was directly shaken into his body through his fingers.

"Half-trailer?!"

With just this contact, the White-Browed Demon Lord immediately felt the extraordinaryness of the stick.

Only the Taoist weapon can ignore the crushing power of the law and resist his attack, let alone shock him!

boom……

With the White-Browed Demon Lord's exclaim, his condensed fingers were directly smashed by the white figure's stick, and in an instant, the entire void shook violently.
Chapter completed!