C88 (1/2)

”Who?” ”Come out!” Wen Zheng narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, a black robed elder appeared on the armrest and looked at Wen Zheng, saying, ”Kid, you can be considered lucky to die by my Heavenly Demon Lord's hands!”

That person actually didn't have any reaction at all. To be honest, the experts of the demon race like the old man more or less knew about the aura of the scholar. Now that Wen Zheng's true qi had been completely released, the old man didn't feel it at all, or perhaps it could be said that the old man didn't care about Wen Zheng's strength at all. This meant that this person was not from the demon race.

”In front of me, you are not worthy of being called a demon. Or rather, without my permission, you are not a demon!” Wen Zheng said coldly.

”Aiya, boy, this old man has cultivated here for thousands of years. Whether it is the bewitching spirits of the mountains or the humans, no one dares to speak to me like this. You truly have a personality!” I don't want to eat you anymore! ” As the old man spoke to Wen Zheng, he walked step by step towards Wen Zheng. Wen Zheng also retreated step by step, cursing Guo Chen and the others in his heart for not coming.

”Sixth brother!”

”Wen Zheng!” However, his mood sank to the bottom, because he could clearly see Guo Chen and the others, but they couldn't see him. He suddenly recalled that they were all Rogue Immortals, and even if they could enter, they would only be waiting for their deaths.

”Those are your friends. Tsk tsk, all of them look very tasty. I will finish you off before eating them all!” The old man said while licking his tongue.

Just as the old man finished speaking, he suddenly realized that there was a identical person in front of him and chuckled.

”It's just an illusion. I have seen it before. Your talent is good, but you will soon become my feces!”

”Heaven's End Sword Art!” As the old man spoke, Wen Zheng who was hiding in the air cried out in his heart, the Demon Soul Sword flew out of his hand and pierced straight into the old man's head. The old man originally thought that Wen Zhengwen was in the midst of the eleven people, but he didn't expect that he had already blended into the air and flew above him.

The old man saw the situation and quickly turned around, but he was still hit on the back by the Demon Soul Sword. The Demon Soul Sword was such a great weapon, even if the old man's cultivation was high, he still took in a breath of cold air.

”Kid, you must die today!” The elder was truly infuriated. He extended his hand and a green liquid shot toward Wen Zheng. When it was about three meters long, it transformed into a green palm.

”Melting Bone Palm!” The old man cried out as he threw his palm at Wen Zheng. Wen Zheng did not dare to have the slightest bit of carelessness as he dodged hurriedly. However, the Melting Bone Palm seemed to have intelligence. Wherever it went, it followed. Outside, the old man stood with his hands behind his back.

”You old bastard, you think laozi is a mouse!” When Wen Zheng saw the old man's relaxed appearance, he could not help but scold him.

”Curse, scold as you like, this Demon does not care!” In his eyes, it was only a matter of time before Wen Zheng became his food. The more Wen Zheng looked at him, the angrier he got.

”Bam!” Wen Zheng was so angry that he lost his focus and was knocked to the ground by the palm of his hand. Oh, woman, it hurts! ” Wen Zheng grimaced. It was really painful, and the part that he had been smacked on already turned blue, so his luck immediately went against his luck, but it did not help. Helpless, he thought of his Inherent skill, and laughed coldly in his heart, but he did not stop it, and allowed the poison gas to invade his body. Wen Zheng also fainted.

”It ended so quickly?” The old man let out a surprised sound. He hadn't seen enough. He didn't expect this brat to be this strong. With a frown, he walked over. When he was about two meters away from Wen Zheng, he saw Wen Zheng suddenly open his eyes.