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Chu He sold a loophole to attract the wolf demon's attention. The wolf demon was really fooled, roared with red eyes, and swiped his claws towards Chu He.

"Six Meridians Sword? Six Meridians In One!" Chu He's left hand had gathered a lot of energy at this time, and when the wolf demon approached him, it suddenly exploded!

"Pfft—"

"Aw--"

I saw the figures of the two crossing each other.

Immediately afterwards, Chu He had a deep wound on his arm, and the wolf demon had already been decapitated.

Chu He walked to the wolf demon's body with strength, chopped off a pair of front paws, and put them into the pouch.

"Ah—you're damned!" Just as Chu He breathed a sigh of relief, the Montenegro old demon who was fighting the old drunk suddenly shouted loudly.

Then, a claw wrapped around Wushuang Yaoqi grabbed Chu He.

Chu He looked at the gradually enlarged ghost claw, and his pupils shrank violently. He knew that with his current strength alone, he could not resist the attack of a demon master at all.

"Damn...Could it be...Is it going to end here..." Chu He looked at the monster claws in his eyes, and clenched his palms tightly, nails deeply embedded in the flesh.

"Hmph! Black Mountain old demon, it's better for us two old fellows not to intervene in the battle between the juniors!" Just when Chu He's heart was freezing cold, a sword energy flew over and smashed the demon's claws away.

"Hmph! Old drunkard, this ant killed one of my favorite disciples! I want to avenge my disciple!" A voice of resentment came out of the black mist.

It turned out that the wolf demon whose spiritual intelligence was obviously higher than the other little demons was actually the disciple of this Montenegro old demon!

The Black Mountain old demon tried his best to refine the vajra claws for this wolf demon, making it the leader of the little demon, that is, using it as his closed disciple.

The Black Mountain old demon originally thought that he, the most satisfied disciple of the wolf demon, could sweep away the entire younger generation of human monks, but he did not expect that he died in the hands of a human monk!

This made the Montenegrin old demon a little annoyed, and at the same time, a killing intent against Chu He rose in his heart.

Being able to directly kill the Tianjiao of the Yaozu, if this young man grows up, he will definitely become a serious problem for the Yaozu!

Therefore, the Montenegro old demon will kill Chu He even if he violates the regulations!

It's a pity that this idea was noticed by the old drunkard, and his success fell short.

But the old drunkard is happy to hear about this matter. He has also paid attention to this wolf monster. There are not many human monks in the same realm who can defeat this wolf monster. Everyone is a genius of the human race!

He didn't expect that there really was such a genius in this place!

Therefore, even if he wants to break face with the Black Mountain old demon, he will save Chu He to the death!

Seeing that his intentions were revealed, the Montenegro old demon could only put away his idea of ​​killing Chu He. With the protection of the old drunkard, the Montenegro old demon had no chance to attack Chu He.

At this time, the battle between the human race and the monster race has entered a fever pitch, and there are roaring monsters and roaring human monks everywhere.

The Buddha's light beside Monk Wuxin was extremely dim, the golden body of Zhang Liu was covered with wounds, Shangguan Xiaoxiao was also pale, and there was faint blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, which was a sign that he had reached the limit.

And the Yaozu side is not much better. Many Yaozu have become the dead souls of the human monks.

"Hmph! Old drunkard, the people of our two clans have lost a lot, how about you and I stopping the war today?" the old black mountain demon shouted loudly.

After all, the two clans have already suffered heavy casualties at this time, if this continues, the gains will not be worth the losses.

"That's good! But we humans must have a share of the harvest!" The old drunkard didn't let go.

"Yes!" The Black Mountain old demon suppressed his anger and said.

With a big wave of the old drunkard's hand, all the people and demons who were fighting were forcibly separated. Both sides killed the real fire, and all of them had red eyes, and the killing intent in their eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.

The Black Mountain old demon snorted coldly, and the powerful demon pill in the coffin flew into its hands.

The old drunkard didn't hesitate anymore, he waved his hand, and the gourd of demon master's blood flew to the big gourd under his feet. This big gourd was also a rare treasure of space, which was taken by the old drunkard by chance.

As for why old drunkards don't want demon pills, because the human body can't easily absorb those things, and the spirits of monsters are usually hidden in the demon pills, so those with great perseverance and great opportunities can't absorb them.

However, every human cultivator who successfully absorbs the demon pill will gain great power, but such people are almost rare in the world.

"Hmph! Old drunkard, next time, your human race won't have such good luck!" the old black mountain demon said sadly, and then led all the monsters out of the tomb.

Feeling the fading evil spirit, the old drunkard also heaved a sigh of relief. Although it was only a short period of time, they had played each other no less than a thousand times.

The physical body of the human race is obviously not as good as that of the monster race. If this old Black Mountain demon wants to go all out, he is actually not very sure to stop it.

However, the old drunkard did not expect that the old Black Mountain demon who just walked away thought so too...

"Okay! Everyone!" The old drunkard shouted loudly from a high place.

"This time, the exploration of the Yaozun's tomb is coming to an end. I see that many monks have already obtained their own chances. Then, please do your own thing! Whether you leave first or stay here, It all depends on one's own wishes! The old man is one step ahead!"

Because his wine gourd still contained a ball of blood from the demon master, the old drunkard didn't dare to stay here any longer, for fear that the old Montenegro demon would change his mind again and something unexpected would happen.

The old drunkard glanced at Chu He below, then stepped on the wine gourd and left.

The boss took the lead to leave, and the monks below followed suit. After all, almost all the treasures in the Yaozun's tomb had been looted, so there was no need to stay here any longer.

Soon, the people in the tomb had almost left.

"Miss, we are going back to Qingcheng first, do you want to come with us?" Xiaoyu moved closer to Shangguan Xiaoxiao's side.

Although the National Scholars Academy has strict management over students, they are not too restrictive, so they will not force these students to return to Qingcheng.

"Xiaoyu, you go back first, I still have things to deal with." Shangguan Xiaoxiao glanced at Chu He and said with a smile.