Thinking of Heaven's will, the original Xing of the Zixiao Sect Master suddenly chilled. After these few Dan down, the Zixiao Sect Master was already afraid of the will of heaven, and he was riddled with bad luck and bad luck. Will it be a good thing to smash this demon banner down? Is it bad luck again?

The Zixiao Sect Master looked at the Quartet with a sense of fear, and sure enough, the eyes of countless powerhouses in the Quartet flashed with greed, and they looked at the Zixiao Sect Master viciously one by one!

Zixiao Sect Master: "%...... ，#！”

The Zixiao Sect Leader was in a hurry, and he wanted to say that he was just coming to see it, but at this moment, as if God wouldn't let him speak, the Demon Banner was about to fall into the hands of the Zixiao Sect Master in the blink of an eye.

It seems that the Sect Master of Zixiao used a secret method to reach out and suck in the demon flag.

That is hatred in the heart of the Zixiao Sect Master, Summoning Demon Flag, this is a life talisman!

Escape?

The Zixiao Sect Master suddenly had the idea of escaping, as long as he escaped, others would not think that he had snatched the demon flag.

The figure jumps suddenly!

If the Zixiao Sect Leader was standing there, it would be nothing, after all, although there were many people with red eyes, most of them were taboo with each other, but as soon as the Zixiao Sect Leader flew, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and everyone became nervous!

"He's going to snatch the demon flag!"

"Look for death!"

"Kill him!"

Crazy voices came from all directions, so excited.

In an instant, hundreds of powerful magic weapons rushed away, and the Great Immortals and Gu Immortals shot out one after another, and even, a yellow-robed Ancestral Immortal couldn't wait to reach out and wave a Heavenly Dao power.

As soon as the Zixiao Sect Master flew up, he knew that he had committed a big taboo, and he was unlucky enough to not even have a chance to confess.

"My life is at stake!"

The Zixiao Sect Leader let out a sad sigh and was drowned in the endless roar.

In the distance, a trace of cold sweat broke out on Zhong Shan's forehead.

This Zixiao Sect Master is also too unlucky!

The dignified Zixiao Sect Master died so inexplicably?

The strong people who moved the whole body in all directions washed away to recruit the demon flag, and it was free again.

The sky in the distance was suddenly shrouded in countless figures, countless magic weapons, and countless gorgeous spells. For a time, the sound of scrambling was endless.

It's a scourge!

On the way back, Zhong Shan thought of the countless corpses on the road, and sighed in his heart, I don't know how many people are going to die because of the demon flag, that is, they have met Win. Winning over the crowd creates a moment of peace.

However, Win has already obtained the Demon Banner, why should he lose it?

In the distance, the leaders of some unmoved forces frowned slightly, and glanced at Zhong Shan again, "Then it seems that he has ordered something."

One by one, the leaders of the forces went straight to the center.

Magu stepped on a big green snake and flew away, and Xuemei Ancestor also stepped on the fight.

Ancestral immortals, ancestral immortals are all involved.

Suddenly, the sun shone brightly in that direction, and it was impossible to see how the internal struggle was going.

"Saint King, what should we do?" said Luo Xingchen with a frown.

Is this an exaggeration?

"Let's go!" Zhong Shan said.

With the falling stardust, Zhong Shan turned around and retreated from here, snatching the demon flag, which was purely looking for death.

However, as soon as Zhong Shan flew not far away, a group of white-robed people chased after him and blocked Zhong Shan at the place of a mountain peak.

"Disciple of Xuemei Ancestor, what do you want to do, you can't afford to lose?" Zhong Shan said coldly.

One of them suddenly said, "The Ancestor said that the Demon Banner is likely to pass through your hands, so we have to watch you!"

One of the angry men said.

Indeed, one or two people can't deal with Zhong Shan, but there are nearly a hundred people here, and they are still afraid of Zhong Shan? Zhong Shan looked at the angry man opposite.

The evil man looked at Zhong Shan fearlessly, as if he wanted to overpower Zhong Shan in momentum.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Shan shook his head and said, "Xuemei Ancestor is really calculating!"

Everyone looked at Zhongshan Kuaxuemei Ancestor" and showed a satisfied smile one by one.

"Not bad!" Zhong Shan said suddenly.

Not bad? A group of Xuemei Ancestor disciples looked at Zhong Shan strangely, what is good?

"The Demon Banner is indeed here!" Zhong Shan said again.

“。 and ...... again Needle!"

A group of Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples had a confused mind?

"What is it? Senior brother, what did you just hear?"

"He said the demon flag is in his hand!"

"Zhong Shan, he's crazy?"

"Yes, he's crazy, in the hands of Zhong Shan, what is that master fighting with a group of ancestral immortals?"

A group of people counted Zhongshan with disdain.

And just when everyone was counting down Zhong Shan, a giant flag suddenly appeared in Zhong Shan's right palm, and the giant flag had thirteen colors.

A group of Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples were stunned!

What is the situation? Everyone can see it clearly, it is exactly the same as what Ying just thrown, but isn't that being fought over by a group of ancestral immortals and Gu immortals?

Why did it suddenly fall into Zhong Shan's hands?

The eyelids of all the Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples kept beating. It's too evil!

How could such a thing happen?

A group of Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples stared at Zhong Shan, stunned for a long time and didn't know what to say.

It was still the evil man who spoke first: "Impossible, the Demon Banner is being fought for by a group of ancestral immortals, how can it be in your hands? Could it be that the eyes of all the ancestral immortals are blind?"

"Alas, this is the difference between you and Xuemei Ancestor!" Zhong Shan shook his head and said regretfully.

The Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples were speechless for a while.

"Xuemei Ancestor can calculate it, and you obviously can't count it, this is the number of days, the number of days, even the saints can't be disobedient, you say that all the ancestral immortals can compare the number of days?

Everyone: "............$#!"

This number of days is too, isn't it, but how can it be in Zhong Shan's hands if it's not a number of days?

"Whether it's true or not, I'll know at a glance, hand me the demon flag!" said the evil man.

"What if I don't give it?" Zhong Shan sneered.

"Lei Mei Sword Formation!" the angry man shouted.

"Bang~~!"

A group of Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples suddenly put on a powerful formation. One by one, the big war is about to break out!

"Okay, I'll give it!" Zhong Shan said suddenly.

A group of Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples were depressed on the spot and wanted to vomit blood, and they just put on a fighting heart, "In the blink of an eye, they were swept away by Zhong Shan's words.

The angry man stretched out his hand depressedly, and Zhong Shan threw his hand over!

"Is it really handed over to us?" The disciples of Xuemei Ancestor were all incredible.

Everyone looked at each other!

"Fourth Senior Brother, is this true?" one asked.

The evil man's divine sense probed, but he didn't find anything, his brows furrowed, and he also knew that the saint's magic weapon could not be penetrated by himself immediately.

"Does it seem real?" the angry man still felt like he was dreaming.

"Really?" the crowd cheered.

And Zhong Shan suddenly gave Luo Xingjian a look at this time.

Luo Xingchen suddenly roared: "Give me back the demon flag~~nnn~nn!"

Luo Xingchen roared, "The frightened Xuemei Ancestors jumped in their hearts, what to shout!"

But when everyone came back to their senses, they all knew that something was wrong, and the eyes of a large number of strong people from all directions surrounded them.

"Demon flags?"

"Why is the Demon Banner there?"

"Is it really a demon flag?"

"I'd rather believe it!"

A large number of strong people surrounded him.

"Fourth Senior Brother, let's go, ~n!"

One of them exclaimed.

The angry man was also forced by this roar, and he also became nervous, fleeing, if you don't escape, the ancestral immortal will come!

U-turn" took the three junior brothers, grabbed the demon banner and fled.

He didn't run away, others didn't quite believe it, and as soon as he fled, things came.

"Is it really a demon flag?"

"Chase!"

"Master, marry the demon banner here!"

"Chase!"

A large number of strong people chased after the fourth senior brother of Xuemei Old Ancestor!

All the Xuemei Old Ancestor disciples flashed worry in their eyes, and at the same time, a look of excitement flashed.

"Okay, don't stand in my way now" The demon flags are all for you!" Zhong Shan said lightly.

"No, the master has an order, I must follow you. ”

"But the demon flags are all given to you, what more do you want?"

"Perhaps, maybe the number of days will make it happen, and the Demon Banner will still appear in your hands?" one of them said in an unreasonable tone.

Staring at that person, Zhong Shan looked solemnly, "That person, like the previous fourth senior brother, looked at Zhong Shan unyieldingly.

"Okay!" Zhong Shan suddenly let out another deflated voice.

Okay? What okay?

"The Demon Banner is indeed here!" Zhong Shan said again.

"M and ............ Needle. The Xuemei Ancestor disciples were entangled and didn't know what to say. Zhong Shan: Is he crazy?

And at this time, Zhong Shan also stretched out his palm, and a demon banner that was exactly the same as just now suddenly appeared in his palm!

“@#$%......$%！”

The disciples of Xuemei Old Ancestor are completely crazy, how can they be another one?

"Isn't the Demon Banner for the Fourth Senior Brother, how can it still be with you?" one of them shouted for unknown reasons.

"This is the number of days, when your fourth senior brother left just now, you forgot to take it away!"

“......”，......“............“............“............ ，！”

"Whether it's true or not, I'll see at a glance, give me the demon flag!" the man shouted.

"What if I don't give it?"

"Xuemei Sword Formation!"

"Bang~!"

"Okay, I'll give!"

Zhong Shan handed out the demon banner again!

"Seems to be true?" the man said.

"Give me back the demon flag!" "Falling Stardust roared again!

The person holding the demon banner stiffened and looked at Zhong Shan incredulously.

And at this time, "a large group of strong men gathered around." ！~！