The strong from the wild

The real tiger minion traveled west all the way, speeding at a high speed.

A day later, he came to the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

The real devil shook his head, turned the sack over and shook it on the ground, Wan'er and Xiao Yanxia slid out of the bag, lay down on the ground, pointed at the two disciples guarding the mountain inside the Sacred Fire Demon Sect's mountain gate, and cast a spell of sound transmission for hundreds of miles, jumping up and down shouted. "Let Tan Duweng come to see me quickly, or I will get angry! Let me tell you, if I get angry, even I will be afraid, hehehehe..."

This laughter is insane!

Jie Jie is harsh, extremely unpleasant!

Wan'er was originally in a coma, but when the real minion's laughter sounded, she seemed to be having a terrible nightmare!

Even in a coma, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and her lips trembled!

"Hey hey hey! Really thin skin and tender meat...Tan Duweng! I count from ten to one. If you don't show up again, I will cut your two true disciples of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect into pieces one by one...Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

The real number of minions counted extremely fast, counting from ten to one in the blink of an eye.

Like a crooked melon, he stood crookedly beside Wan'er and Xiao Yanxia, ​​with a strange appearance, baring his teeth and claws, viciously gesturing on Wan'er's neck with a machete...

With a single knife, he cut it off suddenly.

Cold light flashes!

The blade is deflected!

This knife cut Xiao Yanxia's face.

The real gangster tilted his neck, stared blankly at the bright red blood on the knife edge, and thought in his heart, "This little girl Wan'er can't be killed! She is my son-in-law's little lover. If I kill her, my precious son-in-law will definitely kill her!" Hold grudges, wouldn't that hurt the relationship between me and my son-in-law?"

"No! No! This chick can't be killed, absolutely can't be killed..."

Thinking of this, the real gangster waved his hand and cut Xiao Yanxia's other face with a knife.

Standing outside the gate of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect, the real slave was dripping with blood, contentedly standing outside the mountain gate of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect, looking up to the sky and howling: "Young bastard of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect, Tan Duweng, you little bastard, get out of here quickly! Kneel down in front of your Sacred Husband!" , kowtow to apologize!"

Whoosh whoosh!

The monks of the Sacred Flame Demon Sect came at a fast speed, landed at the mountain gate, and stared at the real minion with murderous intent.

The dastardly minion had a grin on his face, the scimitar in his hand gleamed coldly, emitting a chilly air, dangling back and forth on Wan'er's vulnerable cheek.

It's a pity that Tan Duweng was seriously injured by Liu Yi, lying on the bed unable to move, unable to come here to see him.

"Miss! I'm here to see you..."

Daoist Kutu flew over from the mountains of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect and landed in front of Daoist Humin.

"Old ghost on a bitter journey! At the beginning, you kept saying that my son-in-law was dead, and that you surrounded the Yuxi faction and let the Yuxi faction perish on its own. There is no chance to fight against the disciples of the devil, so that nothing will happen..."

The real tiger minion cursed angrily, raised his scimitar and pointed at the real Kutu, "But now my son-in-law is not dead! If my precious son-in-law knows that I helped you set up the ghost lock dragon formation, he must hate me very much. You despicable and shameless villains actually lied to me, played tricks, sowed discord, and wanted to play with my relationship with my son-in-law..."

The meeting of the two ways of righteousness and evil happens once every hundred years.

During the conference, disciples from both sides competed with each other. Over the past 3000 years, there have been countless disciples of the righteous and demonic paths who died at the conference.

The real minion is worried that his daughter will be killed by a magic monk during the meeting.Only then did he listen to the advice of Tan Duweng and others and help them besiege the Yuxi faction.

The black light flickered in the eyes of Master Kutu, and he replied: "Don't worry, fellow daoist, in a few days, Liu Yi of the Yuxi Sect will definitely die!"

"My son-in-law is not dead yet, yet you curse him to death!"

The gangster looks like a little widow whose feelings have been hurt, jumping up and down outside the mountain gate in anger, "Are you guys planning to murder my precious son-in-law?"

"Pass down the order, guard the mountain guard formation, and prevent the real minions from stepping into the mountain gate!"

Master Kutu gave an order, turned and left.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The real minion threw a scimitar and attacked the holy fire demon sect's formation, jumping up and down, baring his teeth and claws, cursing while beating: "You are so mad at your minion master! You are so mad at your minion's father..."

After Master Kutu left the mountain gate, he flew to the back mountain of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect.

The deep and secluded bamboo building stands on the top of the back mountain.

Master Kutu, the head of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect, no longer has the slightest aura of the head, but looks like the most humble servant, bowing respectfully in front of the bamboo building, and first explained in detail how Liu Yi defeated Tan Duweng, Immediately after, he bent down and kowtowed his head on the ground, "Disciple suffering a difficult journey, kneel down and beg the patriarch to come out of the mountain and kill Liu Yi of the Yuxi faction! Only the boundless water of the patriarch can stop the flames in Liu Yi's hands! Here are the disciples A bronze mirror, with water mirror image technique in the mirror, recorded the scene of Liu Yi displaying fire magic power..."

Canglang boundless water belongs to the ground water!

There are also four kinds of water, from bottom to top, they are ordinary water, spiritual water, earth water, and heaven water.

Patriarch!

Only masters who have established a sect can be called "Patriarch Master"!

In the bamboo building, there was an unusually vicissitudes of life, but an extremely irritable voice: "Waste thing! You are scared like this by a mere Liu Yi?"

Outside the bamboo building.

Master Kutu knelt down and knelt with his forehead on the ground, holding the bronze mirror in his hand, not daring to refute.

Whoosh!

The bronze mirror flew straight into the bamboo building.

"This is Tianhuo! The flame in Liu Yi's hand is definitely Tianhuo!"

With the sound of exclamation, the door of the bamboo building opened with a "squeak".

"I'm going to the Yuxi faction right now, and meet Liu Yi for a while! Look at that Liu Yi, how many catties and taels are there!"

A golden figure rushed out of the bamboo building, flew into the air, and went straight to the mountain gate below the Holy Fire Demon Sect, leaving only a sentence in the mountain, "You guard outside this bamboo building, and you can't get close to the bamboo building. The formation will definitely make your bones disappear!"

"The Primordial Spirit is out of the body!"

"This is definitely the soul out of the body!"

Master Kutu stared blankly at the sky, watching the golden primordial spirit fly away.

Envy, jealousy, unwillingness, resentment...

Many chaotic emotions collided in the heart of the real man Kutu, he thought: "When and what month will I be able to break through the real man's realm and reach the pure Yang realm? How many years will it take before the yuan in the dantian Baby, cultivate to become a primordial spirit?"

Above the Divine Soul Realm is the Real Dharma Realm.The level of the True Dharma Realm is mainly to refine the golden elixir in the dantian.

A monk in the realm of real people, intensively cultivating the Nascent Soul.

A monk in the pure yang realm, intensively cultivate the primordial spirit!

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The real tiger minion is located outside the mountain gate, and is constantly attacking the mountain protection formation of the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

The pitch-black scimitar slashed at the shield of the formation.The real minion is crazy, dancing and dancing, and moves strangely, as if he is going mad with epilepsy.

The golden primordial spirit galloped towards him, and suddenly stopped in front of the real minion.

"Tiger's little demon!"

Yuanshen is about three feet tall. He looks like a human being, with all hands and feet, but his appearance is a little blurry. He can only vaguely see a mouth talking from the glittering golden light, "Are you tired of working? How dare you come to my Holy Fire Demon?" Zong, causing trouble?"

The real tiger's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "The primordial spirit is out of the body! This must be the founder of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, Zhou Shenghuo!"

"roll!"

The golden light of Zhou Shenghuo's primordial spirit flashed, transformed into a giant palm, and slapped towards the real minion.

Bright golden light rushed out from the palm of his hand.

This palm was more than ten meters long, and seemed to be made of pure gold, with a slap of great power, it knocked the real minion into somersaults several times.

Even the bamboo hat worn on the head of the real minion and the mask worn on the face were smashed to pieces.

After the golden palm overthrew the real minion, he grabbed Xiao Yanxia and Wan'er and threw them into the gate of the Sacred Fire Demon Sect.Immediately, the golden palm trembled slightly in the air, transformed into a three-foot primordial spirit again, and galloped towards the Yuxi faction.