"Want to run away? You don't have that chance in front of me!" When he said this, Qing Huang suddenly bounced his fingers and sent a breath into the body of the Ice Marrow Spirit, and sang: "Go, kill it, and recover some interest first!"

"Thank you Miss Qinghuang!" Bingjie was blessed by the power of the origin at this time, and suddenly exploded several times more powerful than usual.

"Swish!" In an instant, the surrounding magma was frozen into ice by the strange cold breath it emitted, and even the black monster gun that tried to escape was not spared and was frozen in its original place.

"Demon soldier clone, go to die! Uh ah ah ah—" Nirvana Ice Marrow rushed forward with anger and hit the frozen monster gun hard, causing it to turn into powder.

"Hmph, it's just a clone that's not enough." Qing Huang murmured to himself at this moment: "There are not only ones who attacked us just now. We should search carefully in this cave to see if there are any other similar people."

Thinking of this, she waved: "Seven Ghosts, it's time to use you now, go ahead."

"Woo woo woo woo woo!" In an instant, seven whistling ghost shadows suddenly dispersed. In less than a few breaths, the violent sounds in the cave rose and fell frequently, and it was the sound of the ghosts crushing the clones of the demon soldiers.

It’s not that these black gun clones are too weak and have no resistance, but that the Seven Ghosts are too strong. As long as the clones see them appearing more than ten feet away, the next moment the attack of the ghosts will fall on them and smash themselves into pieces.

"One, two, three..." Qing Huang pricked up his ears and listened, counting the number of deaths of the other party's clones. In less than ten breaths, a sneer appeared on her face: "Are there twenty-five clones? It's a pity that even the ghosts can't catch a single move. You are just waste."

"Swish!" The great ghost appeared next to Qing Huang like lightning, and whispered a few times at her. Qing Huang said slightly: "Well, it seems that the demon soldiers in this cave have been wiped out. Let's go out and meet with your companions and go!"

...

At the same time, Guan Heng wandered in another stone cave. He released extremely powerful murderous pressure all over his body, his mouth slightly raised, and his face was sneered: "Hmph, what peerless demon soldiers, bullshit! The rats who don't have courage..."

"Jiji, the master is right." The evil insect mother next to her opened the barrier to protect herself from the influence of magma. It continued: "The dark monster gun just now wanted to attack the master behind. She was overestimating her ability. Can she think the scoundrel can shake the mountains? Innocence."

"It's just the clone of the scum demon soldier. When I was scared, I didn't dare to show up." Guan Heng said lightly: "But it doesn't matter. As long as it is still at the bottom of this crater, it can't escape!"

"Because I came here just to destroy the demon soldier!"

"It's not because of how powerful this ragged thing is, but because the lowly blood demon race castings have no qualifications to exist!"

He knew that the peerless demon soldier, the ancient demon soul-devouring gun, had been in the crater for thousands of years, and had long been spiritual intelligence, consciousness, and was very likely to peek at him in secret. His words were deliberately said extremely arrogant, full of contempt and sarcastic, in order to stimulate the other party and let the demon soldier appear in person.

However, the guy seemed to be afraid of Guan Heng's pressure and the rich undead aura on the Jumang Sword, and he never dared to show up. The insect mother whispered: "Hmph, despicable, shameless, timid, just like a rat, dare to call herself a peerless demon soldier? Just a lowly waste garbage."

As soon as it said this, a wave of inexplicable aura suddenly appeared in the cave, frenzy, restless, and angry. Then, a roar sounded: "Stop, you damn bug!"

"Puff--" It was said in a flash, and then the insect mother was caught off guard and immediately sprayed out a blood mist. It was because the other party's voice contained a vicious secret attack aura. If it weren't for the insect mother's body, she would have probably died in this body!

"My insect, you're too careless." Guan Heng had no expression on his face and sent a force of original origin into the mother's body, causing its injuries to heal 90% instantly. He then threw out his Jumang Sword, "Swish!" The magic weapon flew to a rock wall like lightning, and then burst into endless sharpness!

"Zheng, Zang, Zang!" The Jumang sword instantly made a stern sound, and a black and white aura burst out from the near future, turning into a narrow sword light with unlimited power, falling down fiercely towards the rock wall. "Sweep!" A deep crack immediately appeared there.

"Buzz buzz!" He said it in a flash, and the sound of force suddenly broke out, and a black shadow emitting a rich demonic energy rushed out of the crack. This guy didn't even dare to stay for a moment, and fled to the distance like crazy.

Seeing this scene, the insect mother shouted anxiously: "Master, this demon soldier wants to escape, hurry up and chase him!"

"Hmph, it can't run away. The sword spirit has locked this guy, kill him!"

As soon as Guan Heng said the words, the Jumang Sword wrapped in black and white energy suddenly turned into dozens of rapid shadows, "Swish swish swish swish swish swish! Swish swish!" They instantly woven into overlapping sword nets, barely covering the black shadow of the demonic energy trying to escape.

"Hiss!" In the lightning, the black shadow of the magic gun that wanted to escape was cut off by the endless sharp sword net. The pain suddenly burst out and howled: "Uhhhhhhh--"

"It turns out that the demon soldiers who have already derived their spiritual intelligence and can speak are destined to be destroyed in my hands."

Looking at the black shadow trapped in the sword net, Guan Heng smiled coldly: "I know that what you are in front of you is not your true body, but just a clone with strong strength. Do you want to tell me?"

After hearing his words, the black shadow of the magic gun was so angry that he shook his mind. The guy roared: "Damn outsiders, don't even think about destroying me. I will tear you into pieces before I can relieve the hatred in my heart!"

"Don't overestimate yourself, do you think you have that kind of ability?" Guan Heng said with a little contempt: "Don't say I'll take action myself, even those companions around me can easily crush you!"

"No, I don't believe it. I am a worldly demon soldier made by the Blood Demon Clan who spent countless years and sacrificed millions of creatures. I should be an invincible existence in the world!"

The black magic gun howled like a mad dog: "I want to kill you, I want to sacrifice you blood... Yes, your breath is very strong, and your companions, I want to help them all the blood sacrifices that will not fall into. In this way, I will become stronger..."

"Stop!" The dragon has a reverse scale, and the strong have a bottom line. At this moment, Qing Huang, Ruotao is Guan Heng's reverse scale, and others cannot touch it, otherwise... they will be hit by thunder!
Chapter completed!