I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

As soon as Mengshan died, not only Wuyu and the others panicked, but also the demon clan outside the mountain panicked.

As the strongest of them, Mengshan was dead, and they seemed to be unable to do anything other than give away their heads when they stayed here.

But I saw Bai Tongzi, especially Wang Yifan, who even Bai Tongzi admired.

Although he was afraid in his heart, he dared not make any changes.

The strength gap between the two sides is really too big.

Bai Tongzi dropped Mengshan in seconds with one move, and killing them was even more effortless.

"Shangxian, how do these demons deal with?"

Wuma Zhanhu asked.

Bai Tongzi dealt with Mengshan, and the rest were mobs, but Wang Yifan had to decide how to deal with it.

"Let's take care of it!"

Wang Yifan waved his hands casually.

For the remaining group of little monsters, Wang Yifan didn't care about it at all.

What he cares about now is the fingers he got from the secret realm, and the lost ghost and god pillar in Mid Valley City.

Although he hadn't talked about the ghosts and gods pillars, he always felt that the ghosts and gods pillars should have something to do with the disappearing heaven or the underworld.

When he left Mid Valley City and entered the dense forest, he was still thinking about when he would find a chance to study the ghost and god pillar, but he didn't expect to be lost so soon.

But this is not bad. According to the influence of Mid Valley City, they will definitely not be able to retrieve the ghost and god pillars, and he will have to go out.

At that time, he naturally wanted to study how to study the ghosts and sacred pillars.

With this in mind, Wang Yifan motioned to Bai Tongzi to take the black bear with him, and then returned to the dense forest.

Wuma Youyi and Mu Yunlong are also close behind.

Watching Wang Yifan leave, the Wuma and the Tiger waved his hand, and the jungle monster clan immediately surrounded the remaining monster clan outside the mountain.

Elder Murdah took the lead, staring at Wu Hao fiercely.

He has always been upright, and his betrayal in the fog made him angry.

Just now, Mengshan was taking care of him, and he couldn’t take the mist, now Mengshan is dead...

He stepped forward, walked to Wu Hao with his shoulders on his back, and said coldly

"How do you want to die?"

Hearing this, Wu Hao turned pale, and knelt in front of Elder Murda with a "pop".

"It's my ghost that is obsessed with my heart, but the trend is big outside the mountain, my spirit fox clan is weak, I just want to survive!"

"I just want the spirit fox clan to survive!"

"For the sake of the spirit fox clan, please spare me this time!"

"The spirit fox clan is just a three-tailed demon fox. If I die, the spirit fox clan will be completely finished."

Wu Hao pulled the trouser legs of Elder Murdah, and kept begging for mercy.

The other betrayed jungle monster clan also knelt down in a vicious fight at this time.

"Spare me this time!"

"Next time I won't dare anymore."

"Now I know to beg for mercy, what did you do just now?"

Elder Murdah's eyes grew colder.

If these monsters don't beg for mercy, he still admires their spine.

Seeing Mengshan's death now, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, he was dangerously disdainful.

Wuma and Tiger also walked up at this time and stood side by side with Elder Murdah.. 0

"Wuqi, you can go with peace of mind! Although the spirit fox clan has made mistakes, the sin will not be annihilation of the clan, and I will leave a ray of blood for your clan."

"Patriarch."

Elder Murdah shouted.

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, I am afraid in the future..."

"Needless to say, I have my own arrangements."

Wu Ma Zhanhu waved his hand to stop the words of Elder Murdah.

How could he not know the importance of cutting weeds and roots, but everyone is a jungle monster after all.

After getting along for hundreds of years, they still have feelings after all.

"Patriarch, we have known each other for hundreds of years, so please forgive me this time!"

"I can cultivate at my own expense, and become a useless person in the future, just to save my life."

Wu Hao crawled at the feet of Wuma Zhanhu.

He really didn't want to die.

"Humph! Want me to forgive you."

"If you get along in a different place, will you let me go?"

"If you betray the jungle monster clan, you can still count on my daughter."

"If it weren't for the fact that everyone has been together in the secret order for hundreds of years, there would be no reason for Linghu Clan 3.0 to survive today."

Wuma Zhanhu snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of killing intent when he looked at Wu Hao.

From the moment he calculated Wuma Youyi, he was already dead in Wuma Zhanhu's heart.

"In that case, please...Go to hell!"

Wu Hao, who was still kneeling on the ground, shot up, a pair of fox paws glowing three inches of cold, grabbing Wu Ma Zhanhu's throat.

Since it doesn't leave me a way to survive.

Then die together! .

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