The Demon Realm is a place of eternal darkness, permeated with black mist.
Sima Tian, dressed in tattered white clothes and covered in wounds, fled through the Black Wind Forest.
rear,
Zhu Wen, along with Wang Shu and Feng Cai, relentlessly pursued Meng She.
In their words, it's like boiling a frog in lukewarm water—first exhausting his strength, leaving him unable to even fight back like a trapped beast!
Indeed,
Sima Tian felt that his profound energy was almost completely depleted.
Just then,
Whoosh!
The dense forest ahead trembled, and two people dressed in the standard robes of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect rushed out and blocked his way.
Sima Tian sighed deeply, "Alas... my life is over!"
"Hahaha, why did you stop running?!"
Zhu Wen sneered.
Wang Shu put away the secret artifact used for communication and smiled at the newcomers, saying, "You two aren't too late!"
The two laughed and said, "As soon as Young Master Zhu sent the message, we rushed over without stopping!"
now,
Four members of the Yin-Yang Demonic Sect,
They surrounded Sima Tian from both the front and the back, making it impossible for him to escape!
No one saw it.
Feng Cai, a disciple of the Demon God Temple who was ignored by others, lowered his head, a slight smile on his lips, and a dark shadow flashed in his dull eyes.
Zhu Wen said calmly, "When you and that bastard opposed me back then, did you ever imagine this day would come?"
Sima Tian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, without answering.
Seeing that he had resigned himself to his fate, Zhu Wen laughed wildly, "Anyone who opposes me must die! Take that bastard Mo Xie, for example, he's probably already reduced to ashes by now, hahaha..."
His face was filled with a sinister look. "That piece of trash may be dead, but I said I would kill his whole family, and I never go back on my word!"
Wang Shu and the other two flattered him:
"That Mo Xie thinks he has some strength and doesn't take you, Young Master Zhu, seriously. He's practically courting death!"
"Extremely so, so what if you're at the King Realm? Offending Young Master Zhu means certain death!"
"Ha, his Demon God Temple is already at its last gasp. Does he really think he can be protected by my Demon Sect after offending him?!"
"Young Master Zhu, stop wasting time talking to him, just kill him!"
Zhu Wen waved his hand, took out a gray Xuan Dan, and said to Sima Tian, "This young master values talent. If you can surrender to me, take this Xuan Dan, and I may spare your life."
This mysterious elixir is called the Yang Elixir.
As the name suggests, these are used by female disciples within their demonic sect to control their male subordinates.
Why would Feng Cai be willing to help them lure Mo Xie over?
He was controlled by this drug and became Zhu Wen's dog.
Zhu Wen looked at Sima Tian with satisfaction.
This dog is quite strong.
He really likes it!
Moreover, after returning to the Demon Sect, he could exchange with the female disciples and get a few beautiful female cauldrons to play with.
Not bad, not bad, hahaha...
Who knew,
Sima Tian didn't even glance at him, looking up at the sky, "A bunch of dogs and pigs, what's there to talk about?"
He blurted out, "Alas, the world has lost my Sima Tian, and the profound path is as dark as a long night!"
His eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Hahaha... What ambition! It's a pity it's already a masterpiece!"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
One person asked, "What is he saying?"
The other person shook their head, "I don't know!"
Zhu Wen's face was filled with anger, and he said in a deep voice, "You bastard, kill him!"
"Yes!" The group prepared to act.
Sima Tian bowed his head towards the sky and sang, looking as if he were waiting to be executed.
He was covered in wounds, and his spiritual energy was almost completely depleted. He clearly had no strength left to fight back like a cornered beast.
Just then,
Feng Cai grinned maliciously and suddenly struck Wang Shu on the back with all his might.
"ah!"
Wang Shu coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, seriously injured.
"You bastard, what are you doing!" Zhu Wen roared. "Your life is in my hands, do you want to die?!"
Feng Cai's eyes were a strange, shadowy color, and he grinned without saying a word.
Just then,
"Ah!" A scream rang out.
Zhu Wen suddenly turned around.
A dark figure flashed across the scene, and Sima Tian, who was surrounded in the center, disappeared.
His own men lay on the ground, vomiting blood mixed with their internal organs, twitching twice before going still.
A demonic sect genius at the eighth-grade sect peak level died instantly!
Whoosh!
A man dressed in gold and black robes grabbed Sima Tian by the shoulder with one hand and placed him on the ground.
This man was none other than Mo Xie!
Zhu Wen exclaimed in shock, "Mo Xie...you...you're not dead?!"
Mo Xie said calmly, "The mere inheritance of the Demon Ancestor is a piece of cake!"
"You're not dead..." Sima Tian said with a wry smile, "You fooled me again!"
Ji Meiling swayed as she emerged from the shadows and tossed him a bottle of healing pills. "Even in this state, you're still trying to pretend!"
Sima Tian caught the pill. "Vixen, you're right... since he's still alive."
He sighed, looked at Mo Xie and laughed, "That's a Demon Ancestor-level secret realm! Mo Xie, Boss... I'm impressed!"
It's not easy to get this arrogant guy to admit defeat...
Mo Xie patted his shoulder, "Go and take good care of yourself."
Sima Tian nodded, took the healing pill, and went to sit down and meditate.
Ji Meiling stepped forward with her arms crossed, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mo Xie, looking at Zhu Wen and the other person.
In a two-on-two situation, Mo Xie is stronger, and the advantage lies with me!
Mo Xie said, "Young Master Pig, tell me, how do you want to die?"
"Hahaha……"
Zhu Wen laughed loudly, "Me, die?"
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