"You group of thousands of killers want me to die, so don't even want to get the stone slab back!" At this time, Mou Gen's eyes were red and almost fell into madness. He roared wildly: "Even if I destroy the stone slab with my own hands, I will not hand it over."

It was a sudden moment, and then Mou Gen swung the beast bone blade in his palm and slashed it out wildly. A sword light wrapped in deep red demonic energy and slashed directly at the demon clan leader. However, Mou Gen did not fight with one move. His body suddenly "twisted" back seven or eight steps, and suddenly grabbed the pile of extinguished bonfire in the corner, turned around and rushed into the cave to escape.

"I want to leave? It's not that easy." The demon leader did not retreat but advanced when he avoided Mou Gen's sword light. He rushed behind Mou Gen in a few steps: "Die!"

Before he finished speaking, the iron fist of the demon clan leader suddenly burst out, and he slammed Mu Gen's back with a deep red demonic aura. "Puff--" Mu Gen's mouth was so painful that he thrust blood in his mouth, but he waved his arms desperately and threw the stone slab he had just obtained into the distance: "If you want this thing, go and pick it up!"

"Huh--" The stone slab circled rapidly in the air. If it were at this level, it would definitely fall into pieces when it landed. Seeing this scene, the demon clan leader was so angry that his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he roared. He used his second punch to hit Zhong Mugen's back and shouted: "Hurry up, catch the stone slab, don't let it break!"

Upon hearing this, seven or eight figures of the fierce demon clan immediately rushed away, and they tried their best to chase the stone slab that was about to land.

But at this moment, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the slant, caught the stone slab with a bang, and then shouted: "Six ghosts, take action--"

“Huhu—Huhu—”

In a blink of an eye, six black shadows came overwhelmed by the wind and swept the demons and men running over. The guys looked surprised in the black fog, and only heard the sound of ghosts roaring in his ears. Finally, a boy couldn't help but feel the tension in his heart. He suddenly burst out with a light red demonic aura on his weapon, and howled and rushed out of the dark ghost fog.

"Swish!" The great ghost suddenly blocked the demon clan's way, and the fierce ghost claws fell down at once, and suddenly added countless scratches to the other party's face. The guy screamed in pain, but was hit by a sudden arrow from the slant.

Immediately afterwards, the arrowheads and arrows broke through the air in an instant, and the other seven demon races screamed in the ghost fog that could not be seen. When the demon race leader ran over with the dying Mou Gen, all his subordinates were already lying in a pool of blood.

At this time, the leader of the demon clan who had left Mugen was so angry that he screamed: "Wow, who are you? How dare you kill my subordinates?"

"A mere demon clan with only the realm of red demonic energy is worthy of asking about my identity?" Guan Heng was holding a snow bow in one hand and a Jumang sword in the other. He laughed and said, "Your subordinates are dead now, how about it? Are you running away in panic? Or follow them?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant when you only have the Qingqi realm?"

Hearing the other party's words, the demon clan leader was so angry that his eyes were bloody. He shouted: "I am the commander of the Zhongshan demon clan. How could I be scared by your tiny tricks? You are just relying on the help of a few ghosts. I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

At this moment, the demon leader suddenly suddenly appeared with deep red demonic aura all over his body, and rushed towards Guan Heng in an instant: "Kill--"

The blazing demonic aura turned into a red shadow in the sky and blasted towards Guan Heng. This guy was about to kill his opponent in one fell swoop, but Guan Heng was not afraid. Although he was only one level lower than the opponent, he had reached the peak of the green energy. In addition, the heavy water rune brought by the heavy water rune may not be defeated.

In a blink of an eye, only a bang sound was heard one after another. Guan Heng's Jumang sword had fought against the deep red demonic energy for more than ten rounds. Guan Heng roared: "Your fist strength is far worse than the black-air domineering master I have ever seen."

"Huh--Bang!" He said this, and then he was quick. Guan Heng held the sword in his right hand and fought with the opponent with a punch with his left hand!

"Puchi!" In an instant, the deep red demonic aura collided with Guan Heng's dark green spiritual aura, and immediately shook Guan Heng's fist and his skin was broken, blood burst out, and the crimson white bones were cracked.

The demon leader was overjoyed when he saw this: "Boy, you still dare to be arrogant..."

But at this moment, Guan Heng's mouth curled upwards, and a grim smile suddenly flashed across his almost crazy one. His injured left hand five fingers instantly turned into the neck of the demon clan with a fierce force.

Guan Heng's degree, strength in his whole body, and the explosive power generated by the "Juhuang attack" were all gathered on this palm sword. The demon leader was almost caught off guard and had no time to use the deep red demonic energy to protect his body. In this way, Guan Heng broke through his defense.

With a "puff" sound, the neck of the demon clan's neck was like cowhide torn apart by force, and the big red mist suddenly burst out, with the look of not believing that the other party could defeat him. The demon clan slowly collapsed to the ground, and his whole body kept twitching.

At this moment, Guan Heng touched his seriously injured left hand, and then said coldly: "Your deep red demonic aura is indeed one level higher than me, but so what? As long as I want to kill you, you can't survive. Do you know why you can't beat me? Because you have no experience in escaping from the two 'black air dominators'!"

Hearing this, the demon leader stared at Guan Heng in horror. With a sudden attack, he suddenly burst out with an old blood. The only trace of vitality left by this guy finally dissipated with the blood.

In fact, Guan Heng was right at all. Although he only had the Green Qi Realm, he had just advanced to the Aura of the Orange Strong Man, and encountered the Black Qi Domineering Palm Sword in the ruins of the ancient battlefield. After many struggles, he escaped from the other party.

Then in the desert, Guan Heng was hit from the front by the black-air domineering man who used fist power and almost died. With the experience of fighting with the black-air domineering man these two times, Guan Heng had a different normal vision from those strong men of red-air domineering man.

During the journey, many times, when Guan Heng fought with his powerful enemy, he "imagined" the other party to the two black-angled dominators who almost cost his life.

In this way, the momentum that Guan Heng exploded was simply inequality with his own Qingqi realm. He was used to challenging other enemies with an attack method like a black Qi domineering person. Therefore, those easy Qingqi and Red Qi strongmen are no longer Guan Heng's opponents.

However, today, at this moment, it was the first time that Guan Heng defeated his opponent in the deep red demonic energy realm with his own strength. Without the help of the Six Ghosts, without the help of anyone, and without the use of the Jumang Sword, like a snow bow, Guan Heng only remembered the black aura domineering man who left the traces of the palm sword on him at the moment of his attack.

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