One hundred thousand mountains and a vast snowy field.

One of the hands of the demon king was broken, hanging on his arm, only flesh and blood were still connected. Blood mixed with flesh and foam dripped from his arm, falling on the snow, and the temperature of the blood melted through a small hole.

After all, the demon clan's great king is not the one with outstanding strength, while the fairy Zixia is a cultivator who is determined to become an immortal in the ancient immortal sect.

In the continuous battle, Fairy Zixia was the leader.

Fairy Zixia followed behind the demon clan's great master. At this moment, the demon clan's great master was like a lost beast, and the lost beast was most likely to want to fight to the death, but Fairy Zixia had no intention of fighting for life.

The best way now is to boil the frog in warm water and gradually heat the warm water. When the water temperature is enough to kill the frog, the frog will not realize that it will suddenly jump out.

Fairy Zixia is like a skilled hunter, step by step pushing the demon clan king to the end of his life.

Chen Ming walked on the earth in the face of the wind and snow, and followed slowly in the distance.

To be honest, this time, he looked at Fairy Zixia differently, at least Fairy Zixia had enough patience.

Fairy Zixia shot an arrow at the demon king again. In the endless wind and snow, the long arrow tore the wind and snow that had been wind and snow for a long time, just like a scroll of wind and snow painting, tearing it apart with one stroke.

The demon king turned around, waved his sword with his only right hand, and slashed the wind and snow in front of him with one knife. With one knife, the wind and snow rolled back hundreds of feet, cutting the long arrow under the scimitar.

The white eyes of the demon king flashed, "Every lord is a disaster on the earth. Every time a new lord appears, the practitioners of the entire continent will roar his name, just like you two. And the death of a lord is the end of a disaster. I was born here and died here. I was born here and buried here. This is a good story. I know that the story is written like this. The dying lord returns to his birthplace and safely welcomes his death."

A fierce light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the demon king, "But that's just a story. I have been ruled by 100,000 mountains for eight hundred years, but what's the use? This continent is not the hometown of the demon tribe. We are just abandoned children of the demon tribe who were abandoned on this continent. Even the martial arts I practiced are not enough to support me in practicing to the king, but I still succeeded!"

"On this continent, no one cares about the demon clan, so my cultivation has not improved by half a step in eight hundred years. So what if I defect to the ghost immortal, so what if I die? If there is no ghost immortal, the demon clan is still struggling to survive in the gap between your immortals and demons, in the poor mountains and rivers of 100,000 mountains!"

"It's useless to boil a frog in warm water. I'm a wolf, not a frog. I will never accept the arrangement of fate with peace of mind!"

The demon king looked at Fairy Zixia and Chen Ming, "I may die, but you are already doomed!"

The demon clan king looked at Feng Xue in the distance, smiled and said, "I don't want this demon clan's world!"

"The yin and yin are in the dark, the rolling yellow springs are not as good as life, and the hardship of death? I, the great king of the demon clan, are willing to devote myself to becoming the front pawn of the Immortal Lord!"

Fairy Zixia suddenly shouted: "No! He is going to welcome the arrival of the ghost immortal's clone!"

Chen Ming also had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He had seen the clone of the ghost immortal, at least thousands of combat power!

If the ghost immortal really comes, the consequences will be unimaginable. Chen Ming said: "Hurry up and kill him!"

At this moment, Chen Ming could no longer wait and see, but the demon king laughed and said, "It's useless, is it useful to kill me? The power of the ghost immortal is a force that only dead people can bear. You are just accelerating my changes and doing useless work!"

Chen Ming thought that a strange scene would appear in front of him, but what he didn't expect was that the side of the demon king was still quiet and nothing happened. Chen Ming looked at Fairy Zixia with some confusion, "What's going on? It seems that nothing happened?"

Fairy Zixia was also stunned, "It's hard to say, the ghost immortal did not hear his summon?"

In the Demon Sect, a white bone suddenly woke up and said, "Who is calling me?! The Demon Lord? What a waste! My clone finally ran out and wasted on you. What a joke? Only the body of Wuwang can truly bear my power!"

The demon king stood there in a daze. Fengxue was still Fengxue, and nothing special happened.

The demon clan roared to the sky: "Sir Immortal Lord, I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you, just ask you to give me strength!"

Only the wind and snow responded to him.

Chen Ming waved his hand, the sword dragon advanced in the snow, and the dragon danced in the sky, rushed directly towards the demon clan master. The demon clan master was not afraid at all, and laughed and said, "You wait for me, even if you kill me, it's useless. You just wait for death!"

Then the sword dragon roared past, and the demon king laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, even if I die, I will still come back to life. The so-called evil ghost is struggling to climb out of the soil and killing all living creatures in this world!"

The sword dragon passed through the body of the demon clan and instantly strangled the demon clan who was not prepared to pieces.

Fairy Zixia came to Chen Ming very carefully, "Be careful, beware of the arrival of the ghost immortal clone. The ghost immortal is extremely evil and can do anything!"

Chen Ming was also extremely alert. He had seen the domineering ghost immortal clone once, and he was dancing with swords beside him, carefully checking around him.

"Ding, you killed the Demon Clan Lord, you gained 10,000 reputation points."

"Ding, you killed the demon clan's king. The demon clan's expedition has increased by 30%.

"Ding, you killed the Demon Clan Lord, you got a chance to draw. This random sampling is uncontrollable, and you got the double swords of the national wolf king."

Chen Ming was stunned, um, what's going on? He's going to kill him now?

No, it should be resurrected after being killed, but it will be a tough battle!

Fairy Zixia and Chen Ming looked back to back, scanning the changes around him, but after waiting for thirty breaths, there was still no change.

Fairy Zixia suddenly wondered: "What's going on? What's going on now? Is the demon king ambushing us?"

Chen Ming looked at the bloody rain left by the demon king, "Can he really die? His soul is gone?"

Fairy Zixia said, "No, it means that the ghost immortal did not respond to him?"
Chapter completed!