"Can you still withdraw from the battle of geniuses now?"

"I have asked... I shouldn't." Haikong looked depressed. Obviously, when he asked this, Fahai also scolded him.

Good guy, you asked me to use my relationship to send you two to become representatives of righteous geniuses, but now you want to quit?

Are you having fun through the joke?

In this way, both of them looked at Xu Xian beside them with resentful eyes almost at the same time.

Xu Shusheng coughed lightly: "No, can you blame me for not explaining it clearly?"

"How long have we been to southern Xinjiang? Since we have already followed the customs, we must represent the demon genius to join the war. What's the matter with those hypocrites who are the righteous?"

"Hiss..." Haikong and the air conditioner took a breath of air conditioner at the same time.

Good guy,

A hypocrite who speaks right and right.

Plus your evil and crazy appearance and temperament.

Brother, are you sure you are not really possessed?

As Xu Xian was talking, he took off his clothes and changed to the costumes of the Holy Son sent to him by Hehuan Sect, which was a black robe.

At that moment,

Yan Changkong and Haikong took a step back together, their eyes full of caution and harm!

Eighteenth grade black lotus!

Isn’t the maximum limit of the initial demon body a ninth grade?

What's going on with these eighteenth ranks?

They were curious that after Xu Xian left the secret realm, the demonic energy on his body became stronger and stronger.

Look now.

Good guy, are you completely obsessed?

besides,

There were also a lot of black flame patterns on his body, almost filling his entire body. It seemed that the more evil the more evil the one was.

"Is Xu Xian really possessed a devil?" Yan Changkong sat aside and said in a voice.

Haikong clasped his hands together, and seemed to recite scriptures, but in fact he also sent a message: "He had been accustomed to being a demon before, but he would often be immediately dismissed after the fight.

But after we entered the secret realm this time, he always remained in a devilish state.

I'm afraid that something he encountered in the secret realm would lead to his real devil."

"Otherwise, ask..." Yan Changkong paused for a moment and continued: "Ask him if he is interested in quitting the state of entering and entering the demon now?"

Haikong nodded cautiously to him, then smiled with a little thoughtful smile: "Brother Xu, we still have some time before the battle of genius. If you continue to be possessed by the demons, aren't you tired? Otherwise, you will change back."

"Tired? How could it be... I never felt so powerful in my life." Xu Xian clenched his fist with a smile.

Bang

A thunder exploded.

This is just a fist clenching, which has the huge force and speed to generate a sonic boom.

at the same time,

Xu Xian took a deep breath and sighed: "You just haven't experienced it, but when I completely consumed the magic pill.

Now I really have the illusion that I can air every day.

If you don’t brag, even if the geniuses of the righteous path do not talk about martial ethics and go up side by side, I can kill them even if I go up.”

After digesting the magic pill, you have to kill it indiscriminately... After Haikong and Yan Changkong pondered for a while, they didn't dare to say anything, and their hearts were even more filled with fear.

It's over.

It's over.

All finished.

Xu Xian was probably attracted by the so-called demon pill and fell into the devil's path. His mouth was full of killing... Was he going to kill?

Haikong, who had been following Xu Shusheng for the longest time, naturally knew what kind of combat power he had.

If nothing unexpected happens,

The second demon lord is about to appear in the Demon Tao.

Even an existence stronger than the Demon Lord.

Besides, if you go deeper, you'll think about it.

Xu Xian plans to start a massacre.

The two paths of righteousness and demons will surely start a war.

At that time, the entire mortal world will inevitably suffer from disasters and countless casualties.

At this moment,

Haikong and Yan Changkong looked at each other, their eyes full of determination.

After all, I once said: If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

They vowed to successfully drag the demon Xu Xian out of the way by going deep into hell.

Then the way to pull him out of the way is obviously to get along with Xu Xian who was possessed by the devil...

The ultimate way to get together is to become a representative of the genius of the Demon Sect.

Well, it's definitely not afraid of death or something.

It is mainly to save people's hearts.

After saying that, Haikong walked outside the house without hesitation, took out the magic weapon to contact Fahai again, and said, "Master, are you here, Master?"

"Let me go." Zen Master Fahai's words were extremely simple.

Haikong said with a little thought: "Well, you may not believe it, but we must not be able to fight for various reasons.

Because we are going to become representatives of the demon genius.

By the way, I hope Master, you will warn those people in the right way, so that they will be better off being careful with me!"

As soon as this statement comes out.

The magic weapon of voice transmission has become extremely quiet.

The Zen Master Fahai in Jinshan Temple fell into deep thoughts a little confused.

No, what happened to you, disciple?

We must become the representative of the Demon Sect genius, and we must also make the righteous genius be more careful.

You have been to the southern Xinjiang, and you have become possessed directly?

Fahai touched his chin and decided not to say anything more.

After all, he is an ordinary honest monk who can take action and doesn't speak.

He just stood up silently and picked up the purple gold bowl, Zen staff, Buddhist beads and other magic weapons.

Um,

Prepare to be a demon

Oh, it's the second time to catch the disciple!

As we all know,

The blackening is ten times stronger.

Fahai decided to do something ruthless and let that stupid apprentice have a good memory.

……………………

Inside the nameless valley.

An eight or nine-year-old child was sitting on a stone and looking around bored.

Sudden,

His face became very ugly.

It's broken!

His connection with Momang was broken.

That feeling is like the kidneys are hollowed out.

"Who did it?"

"This is irrelevant."
To be continued...