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"Huh?"

The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder in the ears of Feng Su and Feng Han.

The expressions of the two spirit birds changed suddenly, and they quickly took out their green-edged swords and rushed toward the lake.

They all fly in the sky and cannot bring out their respective advantages in the water.

After reaching the air, several figures appeared in front of them.

The one at the front is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a gold belt around his waist.

His right hand was clasped behind his back, his left hand was spread out, and in his palm was a blue bead the size of an adult's fist that shone brightly, and the two birds in Feng and Su felt a sense of peeping from above.

Behind this middle-aged man were two young men in purple robes.

The one on the left is a short, stocky man with a mournful eyebrow; the one on the right is as handsome as a jade, but his malicious eyes are really annoying.

Feng Han and Feng Su looked at each other. They saw the greed in the eyes of this group of people and knew that they were no match for the middle-aged man in black robe.

So as soon as he came out, he contacted his companions who were following him through the puppet seal.

The main thing now is stalling for time.

"I have met my seniors, what do they have to say?"

When the wind is cold, Fengsu holds his hands as a courtesy.

The middle-aged man glanced at them with playful eyes and smiled indifferently, "Are you casual cultivators?"

"no."

Feng Su rolled his eyes.

"We are under the command of the Eight Demons Alliance."

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man and the two young men behind him all laughed, their sarcasm palpable.

"To tell you the truth, my master is the third demon king of the 'Eight Demon Alliance', the Holy Tiger King Zhu Changluo." The mournful man said with a hint of flattery.

Then he turned to look at Feng Hanfengsu, and continued with cold words: "You are so brave, you actually dare to pretend to be a demon from our Eight Demon Alliance."

Feng Han and Feng Su looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

They are demons themselves, so pretending to be the Eight Demons Alliance is undoubtedly the most suitable choice. Who would have thought that the fake Li Gui would meet the real Li Kui and his secret would be revealed.

The middle-aged man in black robe smiled calmly, "Are you casual cultivators?"

"I don't dare to hide it, senior. It's just because of the difficulty of cultivation and the constant attacks from good and demons that I have to pretend to be a member of the Eight Demons Alliance. I hope senior will forgive you." Feng Han said respectfully.

It is very thoughtful and wants to delay time, so it tries its best to avoid speaking.

"The good and the evil have been very aggressive towards our demon clan. It is a helpless act for you to use my name as the 'Eight Demon Alliance' to protect your own safety. For the sake of being a demon clan, I will not hold you accountable."

"Thank you, senior."

Fenghan said quickly.

"but…."

Feng Su and Feng Han's hearts suddenly lifted.

The middle-aged man in black robe smiled slightly, "I see that you have good qualifications, and I am willing to accept you as my disciple. When the time comes, you will become my subordinates in the 'Eight Demon Alliance', and you will no longer have to worry about bullying from good and evil."

"how?"

The mournful young man and the handsome young man looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise on their faces.

They have followed their master for decades and have never seen him take the initiative to accept a disciple. What happened today?

A trace of greed flashed in Zhu Changluo's eyes.

He never expected that after being attracted by the aftermath of the fight, he would actually meet two spiritual birds with top qualifications?

All he needs to do is capture and control him, and then use magic pills to control him. With a little training, he will have two more powerful helpers.

Moreover, the elixir in their hands is also a rare and precious spiritual object. Since they have come across it, there is no reason to give it up.

"My two brothers have dull qualifications and stubborn tempers. They dare not tarnish the reputation of our senior." Feng Han said quickly.

"You don't want to?!"

Zhu Changluo's face turned cold instantly.

Powerful mana filled the air, and the pressure of Yuanshen's power overwhelmed Feng Su, and the two demons Fenghan looked solemn, secretly on guard.

"Senior..." Before he finished speaking, Feng Han and Feng Su suddenly looked behind the three demons with a look of surprise, "Why are you here?"

"who?"

Zhu Changluo's expression changed and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

There was nothing behind him, no one could be seen.

Turning his head abruptly, Fenghan, Fengsu had already transformed into his original body and flew away into the distance like lightning.

Zhu Changluo's face turned dark instantly.

An eighty-year-old woman is so upset that she, a powerful soul, was actually deceived by two juniors of Jindan, and even guarded two disciples.

This is quite embarrassing.

"You are looking for death."

With an angry shout, Zhu Changluo chased after him like lightning.

Sensing the powerful aura and wind chill coming up behind him, Feng Su flapped his wings desperately.

As birds, and having understood the wind, the speed of the two demons far exceeds that of the golden elixir, and even ordinary souls cannot catch up with them.

However, Zhu Changluo is not an ordinary powerful soul, but a strong man who has been immersed in this way for nearly a hundred years.

And coincidentally, he happened to have a flying escape magic weapon in his hand, and his speed was particularly amazing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the distance between the two sides had already shortened to a hundred feet.

"If you, two juniors, surrender without mercy and offer me the 'Nine-petal Green Lotus', I will forget the blame and accept you as my disciples. If you persist in your stubbornness, don't blame me for being rude."

Looking at the two demons who turned a deaf ear and still flew forward desperately, Zhu Changluo looked ugly.

He snorted coldly.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

The mana in Dantian was vigorously stimulated, and the cyan magic weapon under his feet was like a skateboard. The aura shone brightly, and the speed increased again.

The distance of a hundred feet shrank little by little, and when it was only thirty feet left, Zhu Changluo waved his hand violently, and a blue aura of light struck Feng Han like lightning.

He hated this smooth-talking guy the most.

Feng Han, who felt the wind behind his head, was greatly moved. He gritted his teeth and was about to use his magic sword to fight back, but his expression suddenly relaxed.

At the same time, a ray of ice-white divine light, like lightning, spanned dozens of feet in the blink of an eye and came behind the two demons.

boom!

In the fierce collision.

The blue aura was instantly knocked back.

Zhu Changluo waved for help and couldn't help but stop, with a hint of concern in his eyes.

At this time, an astonishing ray of light came through the sky and came to the field in the blink of an eye.

The light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, with a wolf head tattoo embroidered on his chest, and a thin face.

With a wave of his hand, the ice-white divine light that had previously blocked Zhu Changluo's treasure returned to his hand, revealing an ice cluster seven feet long, as thick as an adult's fist, with sharp edges and six ice edges.

"This treasure is like the 'Nine Ningbing Ice Thorn' made by Shangguan Ce, the Supreme Elder of Fenxiang Valley." Zhu Changluo was surprised.

Feng Han and Feng Su, who breathed a sigh of relief, turned into humans and walked to the middle-aged man in white robe.

"Deacon Tianlang, this monster wants to kill us." Feng Su said quickly.

"You should step back first and leave this matter to me."

Feng Han and Feng Su nodded and quickly flew away.

Although strictly speaking, they have no superior-subordinate relationship with Tianlang. However, those who are experts in the spiritual world are respected, and Tianlang is already a powerful Yuanshen. Before he is promoted to Yuanshen, he must maintain respect on the surface.

"Are you from Incense Valley?"

Zhu Changluo couldn't help but ask.

Sirius shook his head and made a simple magic trick.

"Let's do it."

"I don't know which sect my friend comes from, I'm afraid there might be some misunderstanding..."

Zhu Changluo hasn't finished speaking yet.

An icy-colored spiritual light had already struck over like lightning.

Wherever he passed, the temperature suddenly dropped by hundreds of degrees.

Zhu Changluo quickly urged the baby to resist, cursing in his heart, "Is this bastard a madman? He started a war without even asking when we met?"

This was the first time he met such a guy.

In fact, Sirius's character was not like this at the beginning, but as his practice on the Ice Path became deeper and deeper, his temperament was inevitably affected and he became cold and decisive.

Bang bang bang….
To be continued...