"That's right. In the past, the Demon Realm of Chaos was in a state of disunity. We've been suppressed by the invading army of the Demon Clan for so many years. Now that the foreign demons want to join in the fun, they'll have to see if we agree." The red-scaled crocodile roared and revealed his true form. He swept his thick tail and flung it out with a huge light shadow.
The old man in the white pointed hat snorted. He had dealt with Lu Xiaotian when he was still in the Divine Illusionary Realm, but they couldn't be considered friends. After so many years, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation had skyrocketed, but he was still in the early stage of the Combination Realm. They couldn't be mentioned in the same breath. Not to mention Lu Xiaotian, there were many people who were working for the Red Moon Desert who were stronger than him.
Especially this red-scaled demonic crocodile, who seemed to be closer to the Red Moon Desert, which made people feel disgusted. However, he could only think about it. He didn't dare to say it out loud.
He didn't have the time to fight with this red-scaled demonic crocodile. Right now, he had to complete the nameless sword cultivator's orders. The old man in the white pointed hat waved his hand and thirteen Soul-severing Nails whistled toward one of the Bi 'an demons.
"Senior Nameless said to capture their primordial spirits as much as possible. Don't destroy these guys."
Ban Qianren remembered the lotus clone's instructions. He always remembered that Lu Xiaotian liked to collect the primordial spirits of all kinds of demons. Perhaps the nameless sword cultivator was collecting them for Lu Xiaotian.
"So troublesome!" The old man in the white pointed hat cursed. The power of his Soul-severing Nails was that they could sever the soul and constantly erode the opponent's primordial spirit. It was extremely vicious. Ghost cultivators didn't need to be too open. There were many human cultivators who were good at this.
"Don't worry, Fellow Ban. I'll try my best not to hurt their primordial spirits," the old man in the white pointed hat replied.
"It's okay to destroy a few of their primordial spirits. Safety first. Senior Nameless didn't say to take all of their primordial spirits. Kill!" Ban Qianren added.
"Haha, good. Then we can fight to our heart's content!"
Instantly, the many Body Integration Realm experts led by Ban Qianren took out their magic treasures and the five Suanni demons attacked. They were all experienced Conjoint Body realm experts. Under such circumstances, there was no loophole to exploit.
"Everyone, run as fast as you can! Retreat! "The leader of the Suanni Demons shouted. Before he could finish his words, he had already retreated.
At this moment, the five Bi 'an demons had lost their will to fight. How could they withstand the fierce attacks of the dozen or so Body Integration Realm experts? With the bombardment of magic treasures, one of the bodies was directly blasted into pieces and exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Even his Primordial Spirit couldn't escape.
As for the other one, his lower body was hit by an Icicle Tiger Whisker Orb from a tiger demon from Icicle Tiger Mountain, causing his lower body to be frozen. Fortunately, the Bi 'an demon was ruthless. At the critical moment, he cut off his lower body and his upper body before fleeing on a cloud. However, due to his injuries, it was inevitable that he fell behind the other members of the same race. Ban Qianren and the others who caught up with him swarmed over, and his fate was not much better than that of the previous member of the same race.
"Fellow Daoists, I hope you can spare the leader of the Bi 'an demon so that I can finish him off personally." Xiong Kun was still seriously injured. However, his core had been severed by the lotus avatar. After returning to the Demonic Mound of Darkness, his recovery speed was much faster. However, he still couldn't fight these old monsters for the time being. In the Demonic Mound of Darkness, he could barely keep up with their speed.
The leader of the Bi 'an demons had extraordinary strength. Under the pursuit of more than ten experts, he managed to escape from the Demonic Mound of Darkness.
After leaving the Demonic Mound of Darkness, the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth rushed towards him.
"Haha, bald old demon, where do you think you're going?!" The Red-Scaled Demon Crocodile had a good time chasing after him. The old man in the white pointed hat and the purple-robed old demon behind him were even more enthusiastic in their pursuit. The strongest Bi 'an demon was actually a late-stage Body Integration Realm old monster. If they were outside, they wouldn't dare to underestimate him.
However, this guy was unlucky. After being chased all the way in the Demonic Mound of Darkness, he had suffered serious injuries. Moreover, although Ban Qianren was only at the middle stage of the Combination Realm, his magic treasure was really powerful. Even if his injuries were not serious, if they really fought, they had so many people, and he would still have to bear the consequences. For the Ghost Clan, being able to take down this late-stage Body Integration Realm Bi 'an demon was also a great advantage.
With victory in their hands, the group of people chased after him relentlessly. They had no intention of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
After chasing for a while, the remaining late-stage Bi 'an demon was surrounded by Ban Qianren and the other old monsters.
"Fellow Daoist Xiong, after this old man breaks this old monster's technique, I'll hand him over to you to deal with!" Ban Qianren laughed. This pursuit was very satisfying. Especially when he fought with a late-stage Body Integration Realm old monster. Even if he used a trick, being able to severely injure such an old monster made him inexplicably excited.
"Fellow Daoist Ban, thank you for your great help. If you need my help in the future, I will not refuse." Xiong Kun chuckled.
The group of experts laughed successively as they agreed with Xiong Kun's words. Even though Xiong Kun was heavily injured now, just the fact that he could control the Tomb Spirit allowed him to appear and disappear unpredictably in the Demon Chaos Region. There was a great chance that he would be able to use this favor in the future.
This time, although he was ordered by the lotus clone to participate in the encirclement of the Bi 'an demon, he did not suffer any losses. Just by killing a few demons of the same level, he would be able to obtain a large amount of benefits. He could also gain a favor from Xiong Kun. Carrying out the orders of a Mahayana-stage powerhouse was naturally important. It would be even better if he could reap some benefits along the way. One would not wake up early if there were no benefits. It was the same for these Body Integration Realm old monsters.
However, before Ban Qianren and the other old monsters could rejoice too early, an extremely terrifying and ferocious pressure suddenly descended.
"A Mahayana-stage old monster!" At this moment, the same thought flashed through the minds of Ban Qianren and the other cultivators. Their faces were filled with shock. They had all seen the lotus clone before. Its aura was elegant and otherworldly. It was definitely not this extremely ferocious demon aura.
The heavily injured Bi 'an demon who was surrounded revealed an expression of ecstasy. He bowed towards the northwest with both hands. "Welcome, Sage Lord Peng Niu. Please save us, Sage Lord!"
The thunderous sound of hooves thundered in the void. It was like the beating of war drums. Ban Qianren and the other cultivators looked into the distance in shock. They saw sixteen bull demons that were dozens of feet tall and shimmering with silver light dragging a demon carriage.
On the demon carriage, there was a muscular demon cultivator with the head of a bull and the body of a human. He had a nose ring and a black cloak. He was holding a female demon in one hand and fondling her. He did not care about the gazes of others.
No one saw how the Demon Sage Peng Niu moved, but a demon wind blew between heaven and earth. It directly pushed Ban Qianren and the other cultivators to the side.
"A bunch of brats who are still wet behind the ears. How dare you meddle in this Sage Lord's business. You must be tired of living!"
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