The whip flew out and instantly flew over a distance of 1,000 meters.

Those eight demon dragons are now coming from eight directions, and are completely blocked!

Three consecutive whips!

The first whip is to hit a disciple's hell barrier!

The second whip, breaking the hell barrier!

The third whip wrapped around the neck, pulled it suddenly, dragging it over!

Click!

The disciple's neck broke, his head flew out, and his body hit the ground.

"Are you still afraid of someone dead? What are the Nine Palaces Ghost Sect, Six Path Sword Sect, Yin and Yang Demon Sect? Sooner or later, like the Four Symbol Sea Sect, there will be no one left."

"No one of you guys has a genital."

Li Tianming laughed ruthlessly.

There were hundreds of people on the other side, and their blood was rolling.

"Kill him first!"

"Do you still have to hesitate?"

"This little beast is lawless!"

Most of the disciples of the Nine Palace Ghost Sect here are disciples of the Nine Palace Ghost Sect, and Li Tianming killed them.

So, now the real idea is the three "little ghost kings" of the Nine Palace Ghost Sect.

Among the crowd, the three people were wearing large robes of three colors, covering them with ghost fog on their bodies!

They are: gray, white, and black!

Among them, the man in white robe and black robe also wears a tall hat, which is extremely gloomy and terrifying, like a captivating impermanence.

The man in white robe was wrapped in chains, while the man in black robe was carrying a short stick, which made the evil spirit soar.

The man in the gray robe standing in the middle was particularly thin, looking like a dwarf, probably only about one meter four, and the gray robe was empty and there was not much flesh and blood.

In front of them, even Jiang Wuxin and Chu Xiaoqi didn't say much, let alone Changsun Xingyue.

Now all the disciples of the Nine Palace Ghost Sect’s eyes are on the three of them.

"Yan Luo, I'll go and clean him up." The little ghost in a white robe, heard the sound, turned out to be a woman. White chains were wrapped around her body, and the chains looked like the spine of some kind of creature.

"Jiang Wuxin, go." The gray-robed ghost king "Yan Luo" did not answer her, but said to Jiang Wuxin.

"Yes." Jiang Wuxin nodded, and without saying a word, he chased Li Tianming.

"Others, follow me to go directly to the Venus Hell. I guess they have hid." The man in gray robe, "Yan Luo", looked up, and his gray eyes were spinning like a vortex of death. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that they are gathering together. Just in time, killing them all."

"yes!"

A large team of more than 100 people suddenly accelerated!

...

When Li Tianming saw Jiang Wuxin chasing him, he had already given up harassing him.

"Jiang Wuxin has been born in the fifth tribulation. If you have Wuxin's sword technique, it is too difficult to deal with. There is no need to fight him here."

Go back and use the terrain, maybe there is still a chance.

Meow turned around and ran away.

Jiang Wuxin is still chasing him!

"Li Tianming, they promised me." His cold voice came from behind.

"What promises you?"
Chapter completed!