"Save me?"

Wei Gaozhuo smiled coldly and then snorted: "You are just helping Ye Haochuan and coaxing the treasure in my hand. My ring was snatched away by Ye Haochuan. You are so embarrassed to say you are helping me?"

After saying that, he glanced around and found that there were already many people. Because of Kun Zhongyi's loud shout, he noticed his actions. He couldn't help but become even more angry. In the eyes of Kun Zhongyi, the last trace of kindness disappeared.

"Get out of here!"

He yelled again, his hand was already protruding out quickly and grabbed Kuntian's gold flag.

"Dare you dare?"

Kun Zhongyi was immediately annoyed and angry. He never expected that the grandson of the old friend in front of him would do such a thing, for his own selfishness, he ignored the overall situation in front of him.

Wei Gaozhuo was completely crazy. Seeing that Kun Zhongyi dared to resist, he immediately let out a muffled voice, and the hanging hammer fell down and directly hit Kun Zhongyi.

"stop!"

The souls of the Kuntian clan were all anxious and rushed over quickly, trying to save their old clan leader.

Even Tian Su and Gu Miaoyin were shouting anxiously at this time.

However, these shouts ultimately could not save Kun Zhongyi. He was too close to Wei Gaozhuo and others, and at this time he had no power to resist. He could only watch the war hammer hit his head and was destroyed.

Just as Kun Zhongyi fell down, all the souls of the Kuntian clan were furious and rushed towards Wei Gaozhuo and others frantically, trying to tear the bastard to pieces.

As everyone betrayed their relatives, a hint of anxiety flashed across Wei Gaozhuo's face.

However, this anxiety was soon replaced by ruthlessness.

His hand greedily reached towards the Kuntian gilded flag, and finally he was rumoring: "What's the use of roaring and anger? As long as the battle flag is in my hands, you must obey my orders, or you will all die!"

He had completely fallen into madness and completely forgot that the strength exerted by this Kuntian gilt flag before receiving the sacrifices of these Kuntian tribe souls was simply not enough to defeat the Xuanlin Demon King.

The moment his hand touched the battle flag, his heart was still beating wildly because he felt that he had instantly become the most awesome person in Youmanzhou.

He was very glad that he made the wise choice he had just made. From now on, even those officials would have to obediently obediently obediently.

However, just when he felt like he had the whole world, a strange black battle blade suddenly slashed on the surface of the Kuntian gilded flag.

With a sniff, a long hole was cut from the battle flag.

Wei Gaozhuo was stunned. The battle flag had indeed come to his hands, but it obviously would not make him the most powerful existence as he imagined.

"Hahaha, a group of idiots actually had an internal strife at this time. It's really Tian Wei'er and others!"

A crazy laughter spread all over the world, causing all the demon souls who heard this sound to be shocked and cheered continuously.

This sound naturally comes from Xuanlin Demon King.

At this time, he was already scarred and looked a few people in a mess. He would definitely die if he only needed to get a few more fists.

However, just when he felt that it was helpless, Wei Gaozhuo suddenly killed Kun Zhongyi.

Kun Zhongyi's death caused the anger of all the souls of Kuntian clans, and their sacrifices were immediately interrupted.

The vampire without the blessing of Kuntian’s gold flag could not suppress the great god Xuan Lin.

Xuan Lin also clearly realized that the root of his defeat just now was the Kuntian gilded flag. So when he broke free from the blood ghost's shackles, he did not attack the vampire, but used all his strength to kill the Kuntian gilded flag.

Although the Kuntian gilded flag was restored, it had no power to protect it, so that he succeeded with one blow, causing the Kuntian gilded flag, which had just been restored for a few days, to be damaged again.

"I should have killed you!"

Ye Haochuan looked at Wei Gaozhuo from a distance, and his heart was filled with anger.

Wei Gaozhuo's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a strong sense of fear surged into his heart.

He knew very well that he had not obtained the battle flag, and he was completely vulnerable in front of Ye Haochuan.

"It's not my fault! It's not my fault!"

Wei Gaozhuo suddenly shouted loudly: "It's all your fault. If you asked me to take the battle flag, I can still suppress Xuanlin Demon King, and you can still survive. It's all your fault, you blame you!"

However, before he finished speaking, a sword blade had already slashed over him, instantly shattering the hammer above his head. Then the sword blade slashed down with unyielding momentum, slashing Wei Gaozhuo in half.

Although the others of Zhu Yuanzong were not directly cut by the sword blade, they were unable to save any of them under this remaining power and all fell on the spot.

"I am selfish and don't repent, so I should kill you!"

Tian Su slowly said something like this.

The sword blade that killed Wei Gaozhuo was from his formation soul.

He originally wanted to try his best to stop Wei Gaozhu from killing Kun Zhongyi, but he was one step too late. Then he heard Wei Gaozhuo's shameless statement again, and he couldn't suppress his anger in his heart and killed Zhu Yuanzong with one.

After killing Wei Gaozhuo and others, he rushed to Xuanlin Demon King without stopping, with the battle formation.

"Why, I still want to join forces to fight against my Tianwei?"

The Xuanlin Demon King had returned to his arrogant appearance just now. He looked at the formation soul Xu Miao contemptuously, then looked at the vampire, and laughed muffled: "Without the battle flag, what are you fighting with me?"

Tian Su didn't say anything, but just looked at Xu Miao's huge eyes.

Xu Miao's expression suddenly condensed, and his fighting spirit instantly bloomed. A sword roared out, as fast as thunder.

The Xuanlin Demon King snorted lightly, and the battle blade snatched, and actually split Xu Miao's sword into two pieces.

Tian Su couldn't help but smile bitterly, but his eyes were still firm. Xu Miao felt his strong desire to stand, and did not retreat at all. The broken sword still moved forward and slashed out.

They knew that they could not beat Xuanlin Demon King, but what could they do? Could it be that they just stood there and waited for Xuanlin Demon King to harvest their heads?

How proud Tian Shu was, how could he allow such a thing to happen? Even if he died, he would fall on the road to charge. If he didn't try his best to fight, he would die unwilling to die.

Just as Xu Miao's sword blade slashed out again, the blood ghost also roared and borrowed the power of ten thousand ghosts again and smashed it out with a punch.

Tian Suo will not wait for death, so how can he do it?

He had never encountered any danger along the way. He had already understood a truth that he must not give up easily until the moment he fell down.

Besides, he didn't feel hopeless. He had a life-saving weapon that could reverse all crises.

"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own abilities!"

The Xuanlin Demon King looked at them contemptuously, and his huge body suddenly stepped onto the ground. A bursting aura swept out from his body. The ferocious aura turned into a hurricane, instantly knocking the vampire and Xu Miao out.

Still in mid-air, the Vampire and Xu Miao could no longer hold on and were shattered by the hurricane.

Two twenty-nine people in the battle formations blew blood at the same time, and three cultivators in the Huaxing Sect died on the spot.

Even the battle formation was shattered, and the last glimmer of hope seemed to dissipate instantly.
Chapter completed!