Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 208, The Hunting Feast ([-]) Demon Showdown

Whoosh!
A cyan ancient animal skin shuttled in the air, and the clouds flew back.

The speed is extremely fast, but it is extremely smooth.

Four figures sat cross-legged, the middle one was a little shorter, exuding the fragrance of tea.

Next to the four of them is a skull mask, three gold and one silver. If someone is here, they can recognize the identities of the four at a glance. They are the strongest geniuses of the young generation of the Misfortune Church, who have made the young generation of the whole mainland frightened. Three gold kills and the first silver kill!

Zi Lei looked at the silver skull mask beside Bai Yifeng, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"The silver-masked killer is a silver-masked killer after all, and he still wants to compete with us for the position of the holy son. Isn't it a bit too presumptuous? After beheading the head of the demon sect's holy son that day, once I make a move, I won't Show mercy."

Bai Yifeng's face turned ugly, and he snorted coldly, "You don't need to be merciful. In a real fight, I may not lose to you!"

Duanmu Yu glanced at Zi Lei with a faint smile.

"Junior Brother Yifeng is a few years younger than us. With his talent, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a golden-masked killer. With time, his strength may not lose to the three of us. Junior Brother Zilei, you have to change your temper, or sooner or later To suffer."

Strings of zither sounds bloomed, lingering in the ancient animal skin, as if right next to the ear, and as if separated by a long distance.

Both Zi Lei and Bai Yifeng looked into the distance, which was in the direction of Bone City, not far from the Son of Heavenly Demon Sect.

Only Duanmuyu listened attentively to the sound of the piano, and looked softly at the woman beside him, "Is there something on your mind? There seems to be some melancholy in the sound of the piano."

She shook her head slightly, looking expectantly in the direction of Bone City.

"I'm just a little curious about the strength of the Son of Heavenly Demon Sect. I hope you won't let me down."

She doesn't have a name, but she is one of the golden-masked killers. She is the person who most hopes to become the inheritor of the Doom Cult. Regardless of her fame and strength, she is the absolute first among the three golden killers!

A guqin made the whole mainland's young generation shudder, and gave her the vicious name of "Qin Killer"!

The dense black shadows like locusts in the far sky attracted the attention of the four people.

"what is that?"

Zi Lei stared with a frown.

The direction of the four is to go to the city of bones, while the direction of those shadows is just the opposite.

The cyan ancient animal skin carried four people and densely packed black shadows approaching head-on, and the four people finally saw the appearance of these black shadows clearly, all of them were wearing skull masks.

They are all unlucky killers, covered in dust and blood, their eyes are bloodshot and full of panic, like wild ghosts that have escaped from the hands of the devil.

"Aren't you in Bone City, where are you going?"

Zi Lei shouted and asked.

The ill-luck killers were relieved to see that it was the top three golden kills and the first silver kill, and the fear in their eyes subsided a lot.

"The four big silver killers were all killed by Long Buqi, and we were also killed and collapsed."

"That demon is after us!"

"It's the back!".
Zi Lei frowned, and glanced at the ill-luck killers in disgust.

"A bunch of waste, shameful things, what are so many people afraid of?"

He looked straight behind the Doom Killer.

"Don't run away, watch me kill him like this!"

The strength of the three golden kills and the first silver kill calmed down the bad luck killer.

On the ancient animal skin, the four of them were all ready to fight, staring into the distance, waiting for the appearance of the Son of Heavenly Demon Sect.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one was seen.

Zi Lei looked at the ill-fated killers suspiciously, "Didn't you say that the son of the Heavenly Demon Sect is here to hunt you down, where are you?"

The doom killers looked at each other.

"I didn't see the holy son of the Tianmo sect chasing after me, but the people behind him were running away quickly, so I thought the holy son of the Tianmo sect was coming."

"I didn't see that either."
Zi Lei was furious.

"You didn't see the Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect chasing after you, so you ran away desperately?"

boom!
With a sudden palm strike, Yuan Li flashed, containing a purple thunderbolt.

Click!

Shatter the body of a Doom Killer and drop it from the sky!

The ill-luck killers were all stiff, their hairs suddenly turned cold, and they didn't dare to move.

Zi Lei glanced at them coldly.

"Look at all of you who are afraid of death. It doesn't matter if you are ashamed, you have completely embarrassed our Bad Luck Cult!"

There was some shame in the eyes of the doom killers. In their eyes, Long Buqi was a devil. People couldn't outrun the devil, and they didn't need to outrun the devil. As long as they ran faster than others, they naturally ran as fast as possible. .

Bai Yifeng also frowned, "These ill-fated killers are too unbearable. They didn't even see the Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect chasing after them, so they got scared like this."

Duanmu Yu smiled lightly, "Leave them alone, just go and see how strong the Son of Heavenly Demon Sect is."

Qin Sha remained silent, plucking the strings with one hand, the melodious sound of the piano disappeared, and there was a hint of killing intent.

Whoosh!
The ancient animal skin carried four people and flew quickly to the city of white bones.

The ill-luck killers stood in the air blankly.

"Should we go take a look?"

"The three golden kills and the first silver kill are the strongest members of the young generation of our Misfortune Sect, and they should be able to kill the Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect.".
They believed in the strength of the three golden killers and the first silver killer, but they still lacked confidence, and the shadow left by Long Buqi was too great.

After deliberating for a long time, the doom killers finally decided to return to the city of bones.

If the three major gold killers and the first silver killer fought bloody with the Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the city of bones, but they escaped and spread the word, it would inevitably make all clans and factions laugh at them.

Therefore, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and return to Bone City, intending to witness the three golden kills and the first silver kill kill the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Now, they have no hope for the position of the Holy Son.

They finally understood a truth. Compared with the position of the Holy Son, their life is more important. They were not able to deal with the Demon Sect's Holy Son that day.

Whoosh!
When the ancient animal skin flew into the city of bones, the four of them immediately saw the dragon's weapon on the tall building. The portrait of this handsome young man was spread all over the Bad Luck Cult, and the four of them had already received it.

Long Buqi and Ni Xuan also noticed the ancient animal skin, which is a rare spiritual weapon for several people in one party. It was refined from the fur of ancient beasts and engraved with ancient inscription patterns, which is too obvious.

The two parties stared quietly, filled with invisible killing intent.

The eyeliners of all ethnic groups were shocked and full of excitement.

"Long Buqi is the holy son of Tianmozong, No. 1 of the young generation of Tianmozong, we have seen how strong he is, the three gold kills and the first silver kill, he is the number one figure in the young algebra of the bad luck school , when the two sides fight against each other, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?"

"The confrontation between the evil geniuses of the two ancient sects can almost represent the young generation of the entire continent, it is the battle of the pinnacle!".
Zi Lei suddenly walked out of the ancient animal skin, full of high fighting spirit.

hum!
A Yuanli sensor swept across, instantly sensed Long Buqi's cultivation, and a trace of contempt floated in his eyes.

"The son of the Heavenly Demon Sect is only at the golden core stage?"

On the other hand, the woman next to Long Buqi was a little surprised by her strong cultivation during the Nine Tribulations Period.

"Who are you? This is a matter between our Misfortune Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect. It is best not to interfere."

On the ancient animal skin, Qin Sha, Duanmu Yu and Bai Yifeng all stared quietly, without the slightest intention of intervening. As evil geniuses, they disdain to join forces.

Ni Xuan said, "Of course I am also a disciple of the Demon Sect."

Zi Lei sneered, "Since that's the case, let's go up together. It's not like I haven't killed a Nine Tribulations Stage plus an Golden Core Stage!"

Qin Sha, Duanmu Yu, and Bai Yifeng all frowned slightly, feeling that Zi Lei was a bit overbearing. With his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation base and the rare Thunder and Lightning bloodline, if it was an ordinary Nine Tribulations Stage, he would surpass his cultivation base. When fighting, kill and kill.

However, this woman is different, she is a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and she is practicing "Heavenly Demon Art", which is no worse than "Bad Luck Jue", and is not comparable to ordinary Nine Tribulations!

What's more, there is still a holy son of the Tianmo sect, who can ascend to the throne of the holy son of the Tianmo sect, is it comparable to ordinary Jindan stage?
The combination of the two is extremely terrifying, even the No. 1 Qin Sha of the young generation of Tianmozong is not at all sure.

Ni Xuan looked at Long Buqi with a smile.

"Junior brother, he asked us to go up together, what should we do?"

Long Buqi smiled awkwardly.

"Then I can only eat the soft food from my senior sister again. If he wants to die quickly, then let him be fulfilled."

Thunder bloodline, is it very strong?
It was the first time I met someone more conceited than him.

To have strength is to be conceited.

If you have no strength, you are looking for death!
(End of this chapter)