Hu Ling real people all the way west, galloping rapidly.

A day later, he came to the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

Hu Ling Zhenren shook his head, turned the sack over and shook it to the ground, Wan'er and Xiao Yanxia slipped out of the bag, lay on the ground, pointed to the two mountain guarding disciples in the mountain gate of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, cast the spell of a hundred miles of sound transmission, jumped up and down and shouted. "Hurry up and let Tan Duon come to see me, otherwise this seat will be angry! I tell you, if I start a fire, even I will be afraid, hehehehehe......"

This laughter is crazy!

It's piercing and unpleasant!

Wan'er was originally in a coma, but when Huling's real laughter sounded, it was like she had a terrible nightmare!

I was so frightened in a coma that my face turned pale and my lips trembled!

"Hey, hey, hey, it's really fine-skinned and tender...... This seat counts from ten to one, if you don't show up again, you will cut the two true disciples of your Holy Fire Demon Sect into pieces one by one...... Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"

The number of tigers was extremely fast, counting from ten to one in the blink of an eye.

He stood crookedly beside Wan'er and Xiao Yanxia like crooked melons and cracked dates, with a strange appearance, teeth and claws, and viciously gestured at Wan'er's neck with a scimitar......

With a knife in his hand, he cut it off violently.

A flash of cold light!

A knife edge!

This knife was cut on Xiao Yanxia's face.

Hu Ling Zhenren tilted his neck, stared at the bright red blood stains on the knife edge in a daze, and thought to himself, "This Wan'er chick can't be killed! She is my son-in-law's little lover, if I kill her, my precious son-in-law will definitely hold a grudge, wouldn't that hurt the relationship between me and my son-in-law?"

"No! No, this chick can't be killed, definitely can't be killed......"

Thinking of this, Hu Ling Zhenren waved his hand and slashed at Xiao Yanxia's other face.

Hu Ling real knife dripping blood, contented, standing outside the mountain gate of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, looking up to the sky and howling: "The little miscellaneous hair of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, Tan Duweng little beast, get out quickly! Quickly kneel in front of your Uncle Hu Ling, kowtow and apologize!"

Whoosh!

The Sacred Fire Demon Sect monk galloped over and landed at the mountain gate, staring at the tiger with murderous eyes in his eyes.

Tiger Ling Zhenren had a cruel smile on his face, the scimitar in his hand flashed coldly, and the cold air came out, dangling back and forth on Wan'er's blown-out cheeks.

It's a pity that Tan Duweng was seriously injured by Liu Yi and was lying on the bed unable to move, so he couldn't come here to see him.

"Tiger Lady, I'm here to see you......"

The Bitter Path True Man flew from the mountains of the Holy Fire Demon Sect and landed in front of the Tiger Ling Real Man.

At the beginning, you kept saying that my son-in-law was dead, and that it was for my good to surround the Yuxi faction and let the Yuxi faction perish on its own...... You said that as long as the Yuxi faction can't go to the Righteous Demon Dao Conference, my daughter won't have a chance to fight with the Demon Dao disciples, so that she can be safe......

Hu Ling Zhenren scolded angrily, raised his scimitar and pointed at the Bitter Path Zhenren, "But now my son-in-law is not dead! You despicable and shameless villains actually lied to me, played tricks, sowed discord, and tried to play with my relationship with my son-in-law......"

The two realms of righteousness and demons are held once in a hundred years.

During the conference, the disciples of both sides competed with each other. Over the past three thousand years, there have been countless disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons who have died at the conference.

Tiger Ling Zhenren is worried that his daughter will be killed by the demon monk in the middle of the assembly. Only then did he listen to the advice of Tan Duweng and others and help them besiege the Yuxi faction.

The black light flashed in the eyes of the real person of the bitter road, and he replied: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Huling, in some time, that Liu Yi of the Yuxi Sect will definitely die!"

"My son-in-law is not dead yet, you actually cursed him to die!"

Hu Ling Zhenren was like a little widow who had been hurt emotionally, jumping up and down in anger, jumping up and down outside the mountain gate, "Do you have any conspiracy to murder my precious son-in-law?"

"Pass the order, guard the mountain protection array, and don't let the tiger real person step into the mountain gate for half a step!"

The real person of the bitter path gave an order, turned around and left.

"Wow, yes!"

Hu Ling Zhenren threw out his scimitar and attacked the Holy Fire Demon Sect's big array, jumping up and down, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, and scolded while fighting: "I'm angry with you Uncle Huling! I'm angry with your Tiger Daddy......"

After leaving the mountain gate, the Bitter Path True Man flew to the mountain behind the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

The deep and secluded bamboo building stands on the top of the back mountain peak.

The head of the Holy Fire Demon Sect is a real person, and he no longer has the slightest momentum at this moment, but he is like a most humble slave, respectfully kneeling in front of the bamboo building, first telling in detail about Liu Yi's defeat of Tan Duweng, and then bending down and knocking his head on the ground, "Disciple is on a hard path, kneel and beg the ancestor to come out of the mountain and destroy Liu Yi of the Yuxi faction! Only the endless waves of the ancestor can block the flames in Liu Yi's hands! The disciple has a bronze mirror here, and there is a water mirror image technique in the mirror, which records the scene of Liu Yi exerting fire magic powers......"

The waves are endless, and they belong to the earth's water!

There are also four types of water, from bottom to top, which are mortal water, spiritual water, earth water, and heavenly water.

Master Zu!

Only the masters of the founding sect can be called "Ancestor Master"!

In the bamboo building, there was an unusually vicissitudes, but extremely irritable voice: "Waste! Just one Liu Yi scared you like this?"

Outside the bamboo building.

The real person of the bitter path knelt down, his forehead slammed on the ground, holding the bronze mirror in the palm of his hand, not daring to refute half a sentence.

Sou!

The bronze mirror flew straight into the bamboo building.

"This is the Heavenly Fire! The flame in Liu Yi's hand is definitely the Heavenly Fire!"

With the sound of exclamation, the door of the bamboo building "squeaked" open.

"I'm going to the Yuxi faction here, I'll meet this Liu Yi for a while! Look at that Liu Yi, how many catties and taels are there!"

A golden figure rushed out of the bamboo building, flew into the air, and went straight to the mountain gate below the Holy Fire Demon Sect, leaving only a sentence in the mountain, "You are guarding outside this bamboo building, you can't get close to the bamboo building for half a step." Otherwise, if you trigger a formation, you will definitely lose your bones!"

"Out of the body!"

"This is definitely an out-of-body experience!"

The real person of the Bitter Path looked at the air in a daze, and watched the golden Yuan Shen fly away.

Envy, jealousy, unwillingness, resentment......

A lot of chaotic emotions collided in the heart of the true person of the bitter path, and he thought: "How many years and months will I be able to break through the real human realm and reach the pure yang realm?

Above the Divine Soul Realm is the True Dharma Realm. This level of the True Dharma Realm is mainly to refine the golden pill in the dantian.

A monk of the real realm, a refined cultivator.

Pure Yang Realm monk, refine the primordial spirit!

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The Tiger Warrior True Man was located outside the mountain gate, constantly attacking the Mountain Protection Array of the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

The pitch-black scimitar, a knife slashed at the formation shield. The tiger is really crazy, dancing with his hands and feet, and his movements are weird, as if he is going crazy.

The golden primordial god galloped over and stopped abruptly in front of the tiger real person.

"Tiger Demon!"

The Yuan Shen is about three feet tall, human-like, and has all hands and feet, but his appearance is a little blurry, and he can only vaguely see a mouth talking from the glittering golden light, "Are you tired of living?

Hu Ling Zhenren's heart thumped, and he secretly thought: "The original god is out of the body! This must be the founding patriarch of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, Zhou Shenghuo!"

"Get out!"

Zhou Shenghuo's primordial spirit golden light flashed, transformed into a giant palm, and slapped towards the tiger Ling's real person.

Brilliant golden light, rushing out of the palm of the hand.

This palm is more than ten meters long, as if it is made of pure gold, with a vast might, and a slap will knock the tiger real person over a few times.

Even the hat on the head of the tiger and the mask on his face were shattered.

After the golden palm knocked over the tiger and the real person, he grabbed Xiao Yanxia and Wan'er and threw them into the mountain gate of the Holy Fire Demon Sect. Immediately, the golden palm trembled lightly in the air, and it changed into a three-foot primordial god again, and galloped away in the direction of the Yuxi faction.