The Heaven Ladder

The next day, just after dawn, Xiao Yihan and others left the monster empire one after another.

According to the plan, Xiao Yihan still takes Mo linger and xue'er.

In the high air, Xiao Yihan and Mo linger fly side by side, while xue'er quietly crawls and falls in Mo linger's arms, with a pair of golden pupils shining everywhere and constantly looking around.

According to the route that the snow emperor told Xiao Yihan, the South Gate soon came into their eyes. The location where Xiao Yihan went was the East with the largest number of people in the south gate.

While Xiao Yihan and others were galloping at high altitude, Xueer's pupil lit up fiercely, stretched out her claw and patted Mo linger's arm.

"Be careful, master. There are four people behind the hill 800 meters ahead!"

"What strength?" hearing Xueer's words, Xiao Yihan hurriedly slowed down and asked suspiciously.

"One Wuhuang territory has two days, and three Wuhuang territories have one day!"

"Ha ha, make a quick decision!" he twisted his neck gently. Xiao Yihan flashed a bloodthirsty killing intention in his eyes and said with a sneer.

After that, Xiao Yihan took the lead in turning into a streamer and rushed to the hill quickly, followed by Mo linger.

At this time, the four people behind the hill are lying on the grass, chatting with themselves. From their leisurely appearance, they are not alert to the coming danger.

"I've joined a broken organization and said to bring down the demon king. Long live the demon king, I bah!" one of the middle-aged men holding the heavy hammer waved the heavy hammer fiercely, and his eyes were full of hatred, "I've been free and easy all my life. I thought I found my mother's house when I got to the south gate, but now? I fucking let me guard the border!"

"Come on, I'm just like you. You've found a Taoist partner. You can be comfortable when you go back at night. I'm suffering now. I'm still lonely when you go back at night! Fuck!" beside the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer, a dry and thin middle-aged man with gray hair scolded with envy after hearing his words.

"Alas! The world says that as long as we reach the realm of Emperor Wu, we will become Grandpa, but now we live as grandchildren. It's really annoying!" a fat man on the other side muttered bitterly looking at the blue sky.

After cursing for a while, the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer seemed to want to open up, sighed gently, and squeezed out a helpless smile from the corners of his mouth.

"Actually, we didn't follow the ten turn of the devil. It's not a bad thing! Do you remember the guy named" Shishu "that day? *

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer, a strange expression appeared on the faces of the thin middle-aged man and the bloated middle-aged man.

"How could I forget that guy was just a waste of the triple heaven of the martial general territory, but who would think that in full view of the public, the ten turn demon king promoted his cultivation to the double heaven of the Martial Emperor territory in less than an hour. It's really terrible!"

"It's not. Looking back on ourselves, it's only a heavy day in the Wuhuang realm until now. That guy caught up with our decades of efforts in only one hour. It's really annoying!"

"Alas! Although the ten turn demon king may have deliberately played it for us, the improvement of cultivation is real!" the middle-aged man with a heavy hammer said bitterly with a helpless shrug.

At this time, the strong middle-aged man who had not spoken and closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. Surprisingly, his pupils were covered with purple lines.

"Someone is coming! Get ready to fight!"

"Hahaha, it seems that there are still experts!"

As soon as the voice of Zitong's middle-aged man fell, accompanied by a burst of laughter, a young man in black clothes flashed in front of the crowd. The visitor was Xiao Yihan.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Xiao Yihan, the people seemed to care less. Songlala stood up and didn't seem to have the slightest sense of urgency.

"Boy! I can see that you have some strength, but I think your brain is broken. The four of us, you come alone, what do you think?" the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer disdained to pick his teeth, played with the heavy hammer in his hand, and said with a lazy smile.

"What nonsense! Waste my lunch break! Fuck!" he scolded angrily. The thin middle-aged man suddenly spewed out his vitality, turned into a dark black scorpion the size of a hill, and rushed to Xiao Yihan.

"Four people? There are only four bodies in my eyes!" disdainfully glanced, a strong killing intention flashed in Xiao Yihan's pupils, and then the golden flame like a tide gushed out of his soul lake.

"Shit! He's a soul cultivator!"

Looking at the fast spreading golden flame, the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer was shocked. Without hesitation, he suddenly became a huge monster.

"Hoo Hoo"

The golden flame wrapped in the strong hunting wind raged wildly within a hundred meters, and it took about three minutes to ease down.

"Take it!"

With Xiao Yihan's soft drink, all the golden flames suddenly turned into nothingness. At this time, three monsters have been lying on the ground. Looking at their empty eyes, it is obvious that they are dead and can't die anymore.

"Your strength is good!" looking at the pale purple pupil middle-aged man opposite, Xiao Yihan flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes and said with a light smile.

After breaking through the realm of Emperor Wu, Xiao Yihan's "quenching the soul with sky fire" has given full play to its real strength. Generally, half of the people whose soul power is less than Xiao Yihan have only been killed by the second in front of "quenching the soul with sky fire", while ordinary physical practitioners often have very little soul power. This is the reason why the old man with sky soul was able to defeat 100 with one.

"Cough! Are you from the monster Empire?" he coughed a mouthful of thick blood gently. The purple pupil middle-aged man asked blandly without changing his complexion.

Looking at the motionless middle-aged Zitong, Xiao Yihan frowned slightly, but he didn't respond to Zitong's words, but just looked at him quietly.

"Are you the one sent by the monster Empire?" seeing that Xiao Yihan didn't respond, Zitong asked softly with a faint killing intention in his middle-aged eyes.

"Xiao Yihan, be careful, that guy is just a puppet!"

At this time, Xueer's frightened voice suddenly sounded, and then Mo linger fell beside him holding Xueer.

"What's the matter?" hearing Xueer's words, Xiao Yihan was surprised and looked at Zitong. The pupil of the middle-aged man was full of incredible color.

"His heart is completely wrapped by a purple fog. The reason why he can still stand here is that the purple fog is constantly giving him energy. In fact, he has already died!"

"Jie Jie"

Xueer's voice just fell. Zitong's middle-aged face suddenly twisted. Zitong opened wide and showed a terrible smile.

"The little doll is not simple. She can see through my heart demon skill. It seems that you are the golden eye fox king of the demon family for thousands of years!"

"Ha ha, it seems that you are the so-called ten turn devil!" Mo linger said with a slight smile when he heard the words of the purple eyed middle-aged man.

"Yo ho! I can even guess my body. It seems that you are not a simple person!"

"Ling'er, how did you guess?" Xiao Yihan asked, looking at Mo ling'er in surprise.

"Cluck, I'm just guessing. I'm just cheating him!"

Looking at Mo linger who covered his mouth and smiled, Xiao Yihan couldn't help but gently pinch her Qiong nose, smiled and shook his head, "when did you become so naughty?"

"You should come..."

"Boom"

Before Zitong middle-aged man finished his words, a light green lotus quietly appeared at his feet. With a roar, Zitong middle-aged man turned into fly ash in the twinkling of an eye.

"It's troublesome now. I don't know how many people are controlled by the ten turn demon king. If our actions are under his surveillance, we will have difficulty!" Mo linger said solemnly, slowly taking back the long sword with a wrinkled eyebrow.

"Hum! No matter how many he has, kill him directly to his old nest. If you don't believe him, you won't come out!" looking at the dark sky ahead, Xiao Yihan's eyes flashed a blood thirsty color.