Lu Qingfeng held a coupon in his hand and silently wielded his true energy. He had a demonic aura on his body. He suddenly rose. He ignored the aura and rushed to the Lord of Wusheng Hall, "It turned out to be the Lord of Chashan Hall of the White Bone Demon Sect. I have misunderstood to welcome him. Please forgive me."

The Lord of Wusheng looked at the Fiery Fire Sanren and saw that his body was covered in a black robe, with the aura of demonic flames on his body. At first glance, he looked even more like a demon than him.

It's just a whole body of cultivation, but it's not true and can't be seen clearly.

"I wonder what instructions did the Lord Chashan Hall come to visit today?" Lu Qingfeng looked straight at the Lord Wusheng Hall, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I heard that fellow Taoist Liehuo is famous and knew that he was also a fellow Taoist. I came here for a while and there was something important to discuss." The Master of Wusheng did not keep in mind. He didn't see Lu Qingfeng's cultivation level, so he said straight to the point, "My sect and Xuanyuan sect are about to fight. My fellow Taoist is both a demonic path and is in the realm of the illusion wave sea. When encountering Xuanyuan sect, it is inevitable that he can't help but help me with the White Bone Demon sect. Why not fight against Xuanyuan sect together?"

So straightforward.

Lu Qingfeng's big hand was hidden in his sleeve, and the feathers of the seven birds turned into ashes, and his heart sank.

"I am used to being alone and don't like fighting." Lu Qingfeng suppressed his mood and said lightly.

"Don't like fighting?"

The Lord of Wusheng Hall sneered in his heart.

The dignified Demonic Cultivator claimed that he did not like fighting, and it was really laughable when he said it. He looked at Lu Qingfeng and whispered loudly, "The war is coming, and the Demonic Sect is thirsty for seeking talents. What kind of fellow Taoists have to ask for? Just say what you want."

"Please go back, Lord."

"I have no intention of interfering in the two sects."

Lu Qingfeng carried his hands on his back and was unmoved.

When the Master Wusheng heard this, he frowned slightly, stared at Lu Qingfeng, and said, "Once the two sects start, it will be a battle between the two realms. No one can stay out of the matter within the two realms. A fellow Taoist is really extraordinary. If he doesn't provoke Xuanyuan Sect, Xuanyuan Sect will definitely not let it go. Do you really don't think about it?"

"Feel sorry."

Lu Qingfeng's tone was plain. He was afraid that he would pretend to join the White Bone Demon Sect, so he would still have to face Xuanyuan Sect after all. At that time, he would not be able to really contribute to the White Bone Demon Sect and attack any disciple of Xuanyuan Sect.

Rather than being unpleasant on both sides, we should not refuse decisively at this moment.

"in this way--"

"What a pity."

The Master Wusheng Hall showed regret in his eyes.

Suddenly at this moment.

A black light flashed at the corner of Lu Qingfeng's eyes, and in an instant it flew across the void and came to the front. When he looked up, the Lord Wusheng Hall raised his hands and emitted a black light.

"Black Dog Nail!"

Lu Qingfeng looked at it and his hair stood up all over his body.

【Magic tool: Black Dog Nail】

【Level: Level 5】

[Note: The White Bone Demon Sect Wusheng Hall's master Chashan's unique magic weapon was carried out with the sound of thunder and dogs barking. The outer layer was black light, but a dark red nail-shaped red shadow wrapped inside, making it the most vicious magic weapon among the cults. Not only will the person die, but the blood-colored sparks emitted from the black light are as thin as cow's hair. They enter when they get a gap, which is particularly powerful. If they touch it, they will be unlucky. They are specially filthy magic weapons and flying swords.]

The black dog nailed with the sound of thunder and barking, and broke through the air.

Go straight to Lu Qingfeng's face.

"Dutian Xuanming Ceremony!"

Lu Qingfeng thought, and Du Tian Xuan Mingce flew out of his hand and fell into the air.

The next moment.

"Zhurong Demon God!"

Lu Qingfeng burst into tears in his heart. A beast-headed and human body, covered with red scales, ears and fire snakes, and fire dragons stepped out of his body. It was Zhurong's demon god.

As soon as the demon god came out, the demon flames were surging.

Du Tian Xuan Mingce was floating behind him, and the sound of soldiers roaring inside came.

Thirty-six Heavenly Ghost Generals!

Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Xuanming Yin Soldiers!

The power gathers and adds to the demons.

Immediately afterwards, Zhurong's demon's aura surged. He broke through the foundation building and rushed through Lingxu. He came to the realm of elixir formation, and supported Zhurong's demon's body several times, reaching three feet high.

The demon god's aura is becoming stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!