The Demonic Magic Emperor

Peak Realm Peak

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"There's a way up the mountain."

Half an hour later, Zhuo Fan and the little beggar poked his head into the bushes in front of the narrow mountain road.

Zhuo Fan looked away, and saw that there were more than thirty guards there, all of them strong above the bone forging region, and he could not help frowning.

With his current strength, with the evil third-grade moon treasure magic and the baby blood christmas, it was not difficult to break through. But the question is how to pass secretly.

Otherwise, once there was a movement here, it would definitely attract the elders that were here. Coupled with the strong man of Tianxuan Xuan family, I fear that he will find it difficult to escape.

After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly. It seemed that if he wanted to go up the mountain, he would have to rely on the little beggar to take the lead.

"Xiaoning, where's your secret passage?"

Zhuo Fan looked back at the little beggar, but the little beggar did not seem to ease from his previous fear, even though the tears in his eyes had dried up, his nose was still pumping.

"You ... you come with me ..." Suddenly sniffing, the little beggar and Zhuo Fan disappeared into the tree again.

Zhuo Fan looked helpless for a while, how could this child have less courage than a rat? Ever since seeing his shot before, this kid was afraid to cry all the time, and now he hasn't calmed down.

The wounded are the enemies who pursue you, but not the ones you love. Why do you cry all the time?

Zhuo Fan's heart slandered, but it was impossible, that allowed himself to promise her. What he feared the most now was that after bringing the little beggar up the mountain, his ears would never be clean in the face of so many ferocious wild beasts.

With a long breath, Zhuo Fan followed the little beggar for a while among the gloomy forest. I don't know how long before I find a cave that's enough for one person to enter and go through the secret river.

"It's just here ..." The little beggar tried to stop crying, but his body still shuddered. "I ... When I was a kid, I used to hide my father and play with my brothers from here on the mountain!"

Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows, looked at the cave, and the surrounding environment, and nodded silently. It's very secret. If the locals took the lead, where could outsiders find this hole?

Presumably these were also discovered by the little beggar and his brothers playing indiscriminately, otherwise they would be cared for by the people in the Ghost Valley.

"OK, Xiao Ning, you go first, I'll follow!"

Zhuo Fan shouted and pushed the little beggar. Although he did not think there would be any conspiracies in it, his years of habit still made him cautious everywhere.

The little beggar also knew what was going on, the white got angry at him, and then leaned over to prepare the hole.

However, at this moment, a loud cry suddenly sounded.

"Ninger, stop!"

Uh!

The sound broke the sky, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of the two. This man was around forty years old, wearing a Chinese suit, and had a burly figure. A pair of huge eyes flashed, and the dominance of the powerful man loomed.

"The Forest at the Peak of the Bone Realm!"

Zhuo Fan's brows furrowed, his fists tightened involuntarily, "Are you the owner of the Xue family, Xue Wanlong?"

"Good eyesight!"

Xue Wanlong clapped his hands and nodded, saying lightly, "Did the old man's eldest son, Xue Gang, hurt you?"

"Good," Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, and said softly, "He wants to take me away, I've been very polite without asking him to die!"

"What, your guy?"

Hearing his words, Xue Wanlong could not help but be stunned, a pair of gigantic eyes staring intently at the little beggar behind Zhuo Fan. The little beggar blushed and hurriedly hid behind Zhuo Fan.

For a moment, Xue Wanlong's expression was very strange.

"Dad!"

At this moment, a call came, and then a white-clothed boy came to Xue Wanlong's side, and when he saw the little beggar, he couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Haha ... What am I talking about, Ning'er must be hiding here. "

"Dad, let me help you get it back!"

The young man laughed out loud, completely unconcerned with Zhuo Fan, and rushed towards the little beggar in a single step.

His mother, this child was too unexpected, when the old man was air!

Zhuo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a tacit fury in his heart.When the teenager approached, a red light suddenly appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, the young man felt his breathing stagnate, and his blood broke. At this moment, Zhuo Fan shot out like lightning and grabbed his neck. When his hands were tight, his entire body could not move.

“What do you want to do?” Xue Wanlong was startled and exclaimed.

He never expected that his son would be so easily controlled by the boy in front of him.

In fact, at first, he had already seen Zhuo Fan's ability to gather energy. So he was still wondering how such a person injured his eldest son and a group of guards?

But now, he finally understood why!

Compared to his two good sons who were carefully raised in the family, Zhuo Fan was more like a ferocious beast killed in a bloody wind. Although cultivation was weak, the shooting time was very harsh and decisive. One move to defeat the enemy, and even one to die.

In front of Zhuo Fan, his two sons were like flowers in a greenhouse, and they were not opponents at all.

A strange smile appeared on his face, Zhuo Fan raised the youngster up high and said coldly, "How to branch out five ways to gather energy, maybe this is your second son, Xue Lin."

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head recklessly: "If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!"

"Master Xue, no matter what Xiaoning grievances with you, she now belongs to me. I'm just hoping you can stop there! If not, ..."

With that, Zhuo Fan's hand slammed hard, and Xue Lin's breath immediately came to a halt, his tongue sticking out: "Then you will gather your son's body!"

"No!"

Xue Wanlong had yet to say anything, the little beggar had grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook him back and forth, his eyes full of begging.

Zhuo Fan was stunned, this little beggar's brain was broken, how could he speak to the enemy again?

Xue Wanlong looked at the two, and his eyes were complicated. But soon, as if he had made up his mind, his face calmed down.

This made Zhuo Fan stunned, a little unclear.

“Nak, what's your name?” Xue Wanlong said lightly.

Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, "I'm alone, I'm not afraid of you taking revenge. I'm not afraid to tell you, Zhuofan!"

"Okay, Zhuofan! Do you have to protect her today?" Xue Wanlong pointed to the little beggar, and his eyes were very serious.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan resolutely said: "He is my person, naturally I will guarantee it to the end!"

"Okay, let's bet. You let my son go first, and you took my ten blows. If in ten blows, I can't win. From now on, the old man will stop chasing after her, how?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhuofan thought for a moment, revealing a strange smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw Xuelin back.

“Good, aren't you afraid of me?” Xue Wanlong's eyes shone with praise, loudly.

Chuckling, Zhuo Fan said lightly, "If I want to kill him, you can't stop him!"

"Big words are not ashamed!" Hearing this, Xue Wanlong bellowed furiously, "Ten punch, take it!"

As soon as those words fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan, and the powerful momentum of the peak of the forging bone realm was unhesitatingly suppressed to him. But Zhuo Fan still did not change his face and stood there quietly.

Xue Wanlong's brows trembled, but his heart was praising.

However, before he rushed to Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan slammed down, not only did he not hide, but also rushed forward. This could not help but make Xue Wanlong feel inexplicable. It was reasonable that even if this child had rich combat experience, it would be completely impossible to contend with a master from the Forging Bone Realm! But what ...

But the next moment, he knew the reason.

But seeing Zhuo Fan's hand glow, the evil moon wheel was already in his hands. With a gleaming silver light, Zhuo Fan suddenly sped up, and immediately approached Xue Wanlong. A round from the bottom up, cut straight at him!

"The Sanpin Magic Treasure?"

Seeing this, Xue Wanlong could not help but panic. Quickly turn around and cut!

However, at this moment, a red light burst out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight to Xue Wanlong.

"It worked!"

Zhuo Fan smirked, showing a cold smile with killing intent.

But at this moment, a sudden change!

When the bloody baby was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, he got back up with a "touch". Influenced by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected to the baby's life of blood, and his heart and blood swelled for a while. When the hands are tilted, the evil moon wheel is actually out of tune.

With silver blades, Xue Wanlong's cheeks crossed like meteors.

After the two of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had stood where Xue Wanlong was originally, his face filled with dignity. He had just planned to use Xueying to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on this evil moon wheel!

But I never imagined that the baby's blood would be reflected back, and it affected him as well in the round.

Turning around, I saw Xue Wanlong's chest blink, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrank, and he exclaimed, "The second defensive magic treasure?"

Now he finally knew the reason, and he became increasingly heavy under his heart.

The other party had the body protection of a second-rate magic treasure, hence the blood babies he collected in the atmosphere were completely useless. In the next battle, he could only rely on the evil moon wheel.

However, he was still bored with the next battle, but Xue Wanlong was already so shocked that his chin would fall.

Where could he think that a cultivator who had accumulated five powers possessed terrifying battle power? Just now, his head would be completely cut off by the magic treasure.

Thanks to him, he also made a big word and asked the boy to pick up ten tricks and let it go.

Her grandmother, according to this situation, did not say that she took ten blows of her own. In these ten blows, it was already very good that I could keep my head!

Thinking of this, he looked at the chain of letters from his heart again, and could not hold his breath silently. Fortunately, before he left, his father warned him that the person who brought Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to bring his family's ancestral letter. Otherwise, it is expected that the child will commit suicide in a second.

Although the role of the blood baby was still unclear, he had already sensed that as long as the red light entered the body, he would definitely die!

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhuofan as if he wanted to eat his gloomy eyes, and his cold sweat could not stop.

He was the first time such a terrible opponent. Especially this opponent was only a cultivator who gathered five atmospheres!

"His mother, this child, is it a monster ..." Xue Wanlong could not help but take a breath ...