The enchanting driver of the female president of Bingshan

a day later.

Wu Tao was stopped in the depths of the sea of ​​magic mist.

"Boy, hand over all the cultivation resources in your body, or don't blame us for being rude." Not far ahead, a one-eyed strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm was carrying a pitch-black giant axe, blocking the way forward.

Behind him, five golden core powers are lined up, all of them are evil and awe-inspiring.

"Blocking and robbery?"

Wu Tao couldn't help frowning.

This is the reason why everyone is willing to spend a lot of cultivation resources to take Wanbao Building Lingyun Feidu. Wanbao Building has not opened a route, and will take care of everything around. As long as there are no accidents, they will not dare to intercept Lingyun Feidu from Wanbaolou.

But if he walked alone in this sea of ​​magic fog, evil cultivators would come out to intercept him from time to time.

Once you are unlucky, you will be buried in the corpse. Even if you are really strong and able to break through, it will take a lot of time to get rid of these evil cultivators, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Boy, why are you dawdling, hurry up." The one-eyed strong man snorted coldly, "I, the one-eyed mad dragon, are not easy to mess with."

"Are you sure you can rob me of something?" Wu Tao asked strangely.

"It's really bad luck, is it a penniless casual cultivator?"

The one-eyed strong man was slightly taken aback.

As a roadblocker, he would often be killed. To be able to survive, he must have some insight. In his eyes, a mere kid in the early Yuanying stage has no threat at all, so naturally he only thinks of this situation.

"It's not that I'm penniless, but I'm afraid you won't dare to ask for it." Wu Tao shook his head lightly.

"Is there something else I, the Cyclops, dare not ask for?"

The One-eyed Crazy Dragon snorted angrily, and with that pitch-black giant ax on his shoulder, he flashed to Wu Tao.

But at this moment, another little boy appeared in the distance, and that little boy rushed to him in a hurry, "Boss, it's not good, our lair has been raided."

"What, who is so bold? Dare to steal my one-eyed mad dragon's lair." The one-eyed strong man picked up the man and said angrily.

"Yes, it's the Bloody Hand Massacre Great Demon King." Then I hurriedly replied.

"Blood, blood-handed slaughter!" The one-eyed strong man suddenly turned pale, and said in horror, "He, why is he staring at me?"

"I, I don't know...cough cough..."

The little guy kept struggling, as if he was about to die.

Seeing this, the one-eyed burly man threw him casually and shouted, "Go, hurry up, we're all going to die if we're caught up by that blood-handed man."

When the roar fell, he dodged and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a jet of black devilish energy flashed in the air, instantly submerged into his body, and before he could use his original source to resist, a terrifying force exploded in his body.

"boom!"

His body exploded, and his Nascent Soul appeared in a flash, and he was about to flee in extreme panic.

But the dark devilish energy flashed again, turning into a huge bloody mouth, swallowing the Nascent Soul in one gulp, and the aura of the one-eyed strong man disappeared completely.

"Gah!"

Not far away, the faces of the five Golden Core powers changed drastically, and they turned and fled one after another.

But before they could take a step, another five streams of devilish energy shot out of the air, respectively submerging into the bodies of the five people. In an instant, the five people's physical sources all burst apart.

As for the little boy who reported the letter, he had already passed out.

On the side, Wu Tao watched quietly. After feeling a ray of familiar aura in the devilish energy, his expression changed. He raised his head and said softly to the void: "Brother Jun, come out."

Surrounded by demonic shadows and demonic aura, a handsome and extraordinary young man appeared, but at this moment, the young man was surrounded by a thick demonic aura. The evil aura was so deep that he was an evil king like Hei Changfeng are far inferior.

Seeing Jun Langxing like this, Wu Tao took a deep breath: "Brother Jun, you are possessed."

"Did you forget? I was originally on the way of the devil!" Jun Langxing smiled evilly, and the dark devilish energy flashed in his eyes.

"Then why don't you come and kill me? My origin should be deeply rooted by those trash, right?" Wu Tao confronted each other and said in a deep voice.

He could sense that Jun Langxing had surpassed the limits of the magic way in order to take revenge, and was using the magic power of the underworld to devour the source of others to strengthen himself.

In just a few months, he has already broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But, this runs counter to the practice of the Far West!
The ancestors of the Far West created their own exercises with the help of the power of the underworld. Although they are also one of the evil spirits, they discarded countless evil methods and made it suitable for human cultivation. back.

So, what is the difference with the devil?

"Do you think I dare not?" Jun Langxing reached out and grabbed Wu Tao's neck tightly.

"Cough cough..."

Wu Tao didn't resist. He looked over seriously and said, "Brother Jun, if you go on like this, you will only be possessed and die, and you won't be able to take revenge."

The devil devours the origin of all things for its own use, and can use the powerful origin to eliminate all kinds of mottled and complicated abnormal forces. Without the help of such a terrifying source of power, Jun Langxing will only swallow more and more origins, resulting in more and more evil forces. It is heterogeneous.

Once it reaches the point where it cannot be suppressed, it will inevitably explode and die.

Other than that, there is simply no other way to go.

"So what, before that, I will kill him too."

Jun Langxing let out a roar.

In order to save his life, his father and uncle traded their lives for a chance to save his life, but he could only watch them die under the hands of the ghostly shadow.

That nightmarish scene made him unable to forget at all.

So after returning to the Sanctuary of Spiritual Desolation, he came to this sea of ​​magic mist, incarnated as a devil, and used killing to steal the origin to strengthen his cultivation. Although it was only a few months, his reputation has already been shaken Most of the sea of ​​magic mist, let Waiting Xianxiu see him as if he saw a devil, and even called it "blood hand slaughter".

Its killing splendor can be seen.

"Give up, with your current state, you will never be able to kill him."

Wu Tao shook his head lightly.

The strength of the underworld ghost shadow has already exceeded his comprehension, even if the formation spirit makes a move, he can only escape with the help of the formation technique, so even if he wants to help, it is impossible to have any results at all.

Not to mention the Nether Demon Shadow itself, but the five emperor-level blood spirit gnats under his control, none of them can resist!

"I, I... ah..."

Jun Langxing raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, with the demonic energy flying across, he dodged away.

Wu Tao's face was calm.

He is very clear that after such a thing happened, he is already strong if his heart has not collapsed. Now Jun Langxing may only be able to suppress the regret in his heart by becoming a demon and killing him.

"Brother Jun, since I met you, I won't give up on you."

Wu Tao murmured softly.

It is very important to go to Zhongzhou to find Liu Yiyi's trace, but the Junlang star is right in front of you, and the two have met since the earth, if you don't resolve this matter at this time, even if you know Liu Yiyi's trace, you can only postpone it. I'll look for it later.

Thinking of this, with a flash of his figure, he chased after him.

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