Thinking of this, Piaomiao Zhenren had a certain plan in his mind.

So he respectfully bowed like the Sanxian named Luo: "It's a kid who was rash, I'll give you a compensation here."

The old man surnamed Luo ignored him and asked, "What happened just now? Although I sensed some actions of the ancient demon ancestor, the distance was too far, so I saw it very blurred. Why did the other party try his best to break the void and come here? What is his purpose?"

"It seems to be for a treasure."

Piaomiao Zhenren did not hide it.

Besides, this matter cannot be hidden.

He knows the priorities of things, and also understands that the troubles in front of him cannot be handled by himself.

Some scattered immortals expressed concern, but he was very happy to see it.

So I plan to explain in detail.

However, at this moment, the other party waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, someone is here again. When they come, you can tell me together, otherwise you may have to repeat it again in a while."

"oh?"

After hearing this, Piaomiao couldn't help but feel aroused. He did not ask for details, but released his divine thoughts without hesitation.

As expected, there will be a harvest soon.

A very far ahead, a demon suddenly swarmed out.

Unlike the ordinary demonic aura, the demonic aura is not only extremely pure, but also like the old man in front of him, it already has a bit of returning to nature.

Even he felt fear of the power contained in it.

Then a large area of ​​demon clouds floated over.

The vast area almost blocks the entire sky.

The sky suddenly became much darker.

And under the cover of the demonic aura, it would be fine if Piaomiao Zhenren, but the ancestor Baiwei in the early stage of the tribulation, felt a little uncomfortable.

He was shocked and quickly sacrificed a treasure to protect himself. This made him feel much better.

But the most speechless thing is Fatty Wei.

He was originally the lowest cultivation level among all people.

Only then can you refine your emptiness.

Although this realm is still OK in the entire spiritual world.

But at this moment, there are countless big shots here, and he is so weak that he seems to be different from an ant.

It was fine just now. Although the Sanxian was powerful, neither the old man surnamed Luo nor the dozen immortal cultivators who followed him did not deliberately release the spirit pressure.

So although Fatty Wei was upset and had a pale face, he at least had not shown too much disobedience.

However, the situation in front of us is different.

In the huge demon cloud, I don’t know what kind of monster is hidden. It is so powerful that it can almost compete with the Sanxian named Luo.

The other party has no intention of restraining.

Although he did not deliberately target a small person like Fatty Wei, strictly speaking, this unlucky and miserable guy was only affected by the aftermath, which is the so-called fire at the city gate that caused the fish to pond.

But there is no way, the other party is too strong.

So, even the fat man who only felt a little aftermath collapsed suddenly, and then he began to cry loudly, and he cried so hard that he was extremely sad.

The scene was extremely nervous, but who would have thought that the fat man would suddenly become more funny when he cried like this.

Everyone looked at each other, obviously no one expected that such a result would occur.

Real Person Piaomiao couldn't help but touch his forehead, and he felt extremely embarrassed. What eyes did you think you were blind at that time? How could you become a brother with such a waste?

And it would be fine if he just became a sworn brother, but he even called him elder brother.

I have never seen such a timid and embarrassing immortal cultivator in the world. Piaomiao Zhenren felt that he was almost shameless to meet others.

The others were speechless and felt very funny.

However, things have priorities and such a terrible crisis just happened, so although everyone felt funny, they were not in the mood to mock a mere Void-level little guy.

Rumble!

A thunderous sound came into my ears.

The huge dark cloud above my head kept surging in the sky.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, the old man named Luo showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "King of Ten Thousand Demons, since he has arrived here, why bother to make a fool of himself?"

"Everyone is old friends, so why not show up and let me see. After so many years, have your strength improved a little?"

However, the monster in the dark cloud ignored it. The clouds were still moving and getting thicker. However, the volume of the dark clouds quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, there was only ten feet left, as rich as if it had substance. Not only did the eyes not see clearly, but the things hidden in the dark clouds were to release their divine thoughts. Once they touched the clouds, they would be like mud flowing into the sea, without causing any sensation.

Piaomiao Zhenren's face looked a little ugly.

He frowned slightly, and seemed to finally feel a little scared and afraid.

When he faced the old man named Luo, although he was respectful on the surface, he actually disagreed.

Because he is not afraid of fear in his heart, Piaomiao Zhenren knows that no matter how good or wrong, the other party will not be detrimental to him.

After all, we are all from the human race. We have no grievances in the past and no grudges in the past. Even for the overall strength of human cultivators in the spiritual world, the other party will not deliberately make things difficult for him.

But the guy in front of me who was hiding in the dark clouds was different.

That was a great monster who had lived for countless years.

He is respected as the King of All Demons.

His strength is almost comparable to the ancestors of Sanxian and the ancient demons.

And his style of conduct is even more domineering and moody, and he especially likes to retaliate against vengeance. Therefore, it is better not to offend an old monster like this.

Otherwise, if he holds a grudge, there will be endless troubles.

You should know that although the human race and the demon race will join forces in the face of the ancient demons, it does not mean that their relationship is very harmonious.

Quite the opposite.

There are frequent wars between the two sides.

It is far more frequent than the conflicts with the ancient demons.

It's just that the scale is much smaller, but over the years, the demons who died at the hands of human cultivators and the immortal cultivators who were killed by monsters are all uncountable.

In this case, Piaomiao Zhenren certainly did not dare to show any carelessness in the slightest response to the Ten Thousand Demon Kings, and was worried that he would offend that guy if he accidentally did.

In fact, it was not just him, who came here with the old man surnamed Luo. More than ten old monsters in the Tribulation Period were powerful people no matter where they went.

I am used to being domineering, but at this moment, I am silent and everyone seems cautious.

Only the immortal named Luo didn't care much and was about to speak up and mock him, but at this moment, he browned again.
Chapter completed!