Urban Madness

Feeling the breath of Nether Master getting closer and closer to him, Xiao Xiao knew that it couldn't go on like this anymore, and no one could run away if it went on like this.

It can only focus on the few masters of the heavenly immortal realm beside him.

"Don't be stunned. Running like this is not a way to listen to me. We split up. Only in this way can we ensure our survival!"

"good!"

Several masters met and separated the team directly.

The Venerable Netherworld in the back sensed this scene and smiled coldly.

"Do you still want to play tricks with the old man? It's a pity that you are a bit too tender."

"Middle Demon Realm Late Stage! Nether Homecoming!"

The Venerable Nether stopped chasing for an instant, but quickly folded his hands together, and the next moment an invisible shock wave burst out of his palm, dispersing in all directions.

These guys played tricks in front of them, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Sure enough, when the Nether Master took the shot, the few masters of the immortal who had dispersed, instantly suffered a strong attraction.

In Linghu, he couldn't mobilize a trace of aura, and he didn't even listen to his footsteps. Zhizhe was dragged back by the supreme Netherworld.

Only by breaking dawn, the strength of the Golden Immortal peak, could it escape the catastrophe, but the situation was not much better.

In order to resist this attraction, at least 30% of the skill was spent.

"Damn it! The strength of this magic mirror late stage is really not just talking about it. I hope those guys can delay me for a while."

The break of dawn was cruel, and once again aroused the aura in the body, and the speed of the whole person reached a qualitative increase.

Now he is racing against the **** of death. If he is caught by the opponent, then he will truly have no way to the sky and no way into the earth.

As for the Lord of Black Wind who speaks for himself? He didn't have this illusion, and all the chances of survival had to be won by himself.

When the masters saw the first glance in the netherworld, they directly bent down.

"Meet Master Nether."

Several masters now dare not even raise their heads.

Because the face of the Nether Lord is indeed not very good-looking, his eyes are as if he is about to eat a few of his own.

"Seeing me running or running, will the old man eat you?"

The Venerable Nether smiled without a smile, his own aura was slowly rising, and he was ready to kill these disciples.

"No, no, look at what you are saying, we dare not hide from you!"

"Yeah, yeah, we were only executing an order just now, and we didn't mean to avoid you."

Several masters quickly waved their hands and refused. If anyone admits it now, it means that his mind is missing a string.

But while speaking, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The background of the Nether Lord is far beyond their ability to guess clearly, his city palace is also deep to the extreme, his own statement sounds a little ridiculous.

"Execute the order? I don't think you will die if you don't see the coffin or cry."

As soon as the Nether Lord's words fell, a strange black air appeared in his palm, and the surrounding air was quickly dissipated.

A strong sense of death fell on the heads of several masters. They had never felt that death was so close to them.

Although the Nether Lord on the opposite side has not yet made a move, the few people can no longer rise to the slightest resistance.

"Don't don't! Master You Ming, don't be angry, all this is not our business, we are also ordered to act!"

"Yeah, just let us go, we won't dare anymore!"

"We are all disciples of the leader of the Black Wind King. We have never had two hearts, and we are even more loyal to the evil faction."

"Even if we are to be destroyed, we must be sacrificed in the war. It would be too embarrassing to die like this!"

Several masters put down the swords in their hands at the same time, and they pleaded bitterly towards the Nether Lord in front of them.

In other words, there is still a trace of luck in the hearts of the few people now, no matter how angry the Nether Lord is, it will not really let the bones of the few people be dead!

Otherwise, how would he explain to the Lord of Black Wind?

"Obtained orders to serve? Whose orders? The orders of the Black Wind King, right?"

"This…"

Several people were speechless for a while, and when they wanted to explain, it was already a little late.

"kill!"

The Nether Lord's eyes froze, and with a wave of his big sleeves, his whole figure disappeared into place in an instant.

In the next moment, he appeared behind several disciples like ghosts and gods.

What's more terrifying is that although he uses the technique of clone, the strength of clone has all crossed to the mixed demon realm, and he can't tell which is true and which is fake!

Those masters in the Celestial Immortal realm, even before the spiritual power shield was opened, were ruthlessly strangled in the cradle by the Venerable Netherworld.

After leaving several masters of the Celestial Immortal realm aside, the eyes of the Nether Lord looked at the fleeing dawn.

"Dawn, dawn, you really don't know what's good or bad, today you can't escape even if you wing your wings."

The Nether Master didn't pay much attention to the masters of heavenly immortals, but directly followed the pace of breaking dawn.

Dawn in the front can no longer care about the fighting situation in the rear.

He knew in his heart that even though the masters of the heavenly immortals were extraordinary in strength, they were still a little unrealistic if they wanted to block the pace of the Venerable Netherworld.

All I can do now is to run desperately.

I don't know how long he ran, he finally saw a canyon below, and landed directly in the canyon without any hesitation.

As soon as he landed, he found a hidden place to hide, panting heavily, not to mention how embarrassed the whole person was.

"What a madman, what a madman, why do you always get angry with me?"

Breaking Dawn spit out unwillingly, and he really greeted the eighteenth generations of the ancestors of the Black Wind King in his heart.

Such thankless things can always fall to oneself.

"Your performance should be over, too?"

At the next moment, a voice like a **** of death came, and the breaking dawn suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

I saw the tall figure of Netherworld Venerable quietly standing in front, looking at his own eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Nether...Master Nether! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, listen to my explanation!"

Dawn is not like those guys who are still pretending to be stupid here.

Since the Lord of Netherworld has caught up, it means that he is already certain that everything is his own work, and since that's the case, it's better to recruit it from reality.

However, he has not lost his belief in escape, he is always observing everything around him, as long as there is a gap, he will escape from the heavens.