The sound of the ghost demon made Yan Fei and others react differently.

Shi Lun's face darkened and she said coldly: "My friend, this person's cultivation is not low, he is a master of magic."

Before Yan Fei could speak, the Nether Sword and the Giant Scythe spoke one after another: "It's the Ghost Demon, one of the four trolls of the Nether Demon Sect."

"It is rumored that the cultivation level of the ghost demon has already reached the peak of the holy realm. As for whether he has already broken through to the Martial God Realm, we can't say that the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-Summoning Banner in his hand is quite powerful."

Yan Fei didn't speak, but his steps stopped.

Since they have already chased them, it is meaningless to run away again, this battle is bound to be inevitable.

As soon as the ghost and demon finished speaking, several familiar voices came one after another.

"Yan Fei, you are sorry to me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have entered the Netherworld Demon Sect. Unexpectedly, you would have betrayed the Netherworld Demon Sect. Today, you are seeking death and you are the one who takes it upon yourself."

Ming Dao and others' faces sank again. They could hear that this was the voice of the fantasy demon Qiu Yifeng.

Then, the voice of the sword demon rang out: "Yan Fei, you seem to have forgotten. You still sent me an appointment. Calculate the time, you have broken your promise. Humph, but I don't care. Today's time is just right. Come on, I want to compete with you for Jiandao."

Ming Dao and Giant Scythe looked at Yan Fei helplessly, and Giant Scythe muttered: "This time, we're all here."

Ming Dao continued, "Haha, the demons gather together, it's lively now."

Yan Fei held the Mingsha Evil Sword and slowly turned around, and everyone turned around.

When I saw the direction behind me, I could see that the direction behind me was surging with demonic flames. The rolling demon waves were like sea waves, rushing towards where Yan Fei was, and the rolling demon waves were three or four feet high.

On the demon wave, several old men stood with their hands behind their backs, for the sake of the demon. The demons were the magic demon Qiu Yifeng and the sword demon. In addition to these, there were dozens of old men. They were covered with thick demon flames, their eyes were flashing with fierce light, and their faces were filled with murderous aura.

Obviously, in addition to the Netherworld Demon Sect, the demons of other demonic sects were also summoned by the demons and chased Yan Fei and others together. Lao Gun Saint Shilun was a person who had been through the storm and waves. Not only did he not have any fear, he had a flash of excitement in his eyes. A warrior heart that had been silent for many years had completely awakened. Lao Gun Saint even felt that the blood in his body was completely boiling, and he put it in his hand.

The bird-blooded shocked spear clenched hard, and the holy spear suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura.

The Five Saints of Shi Family and even other masters of Shi Family Fort were not as calm as Shi Lun when they saw this scene.

After thirty years of living in Mobei, where have you seen this?

Shi Zhi stood beside Shi Lun: "Brother, these magic masters are hard to deal with. After all, they came for Yan Fei. We have just returned to Middle Earth and have no grudges with both good and evil. Should we continue to go with Yan Fei..."

Shilun glanced at Quartz, and there was no way to say anything behind Quartz.

Shi Yong, Shi Gang and Shi Sheng followed Shi Lun.

"My God, what a strong magic breath, I'm afraid there will be a big battle today."

"Nether Demon Sect, the Supreme Demon Way, are these old demons and trolls from Nether Demon Sect?"

Shi Sheng said in a deep voice: "What are we afraid of? What are we practicing for? If I choose, I would rather fight a bloody battle than wasting time in the northern part of the desert."

Their attitude cannot represent the people behind them.

After all, the people sheltered in Shijiabao are not only bulls, ghosts, gods, and most of them are not very good.

Originally, there were seven or eight hundred people in total, but on the way from Mobei to Middle-earth, he had already walked more than a hundred times.

When he rushed to the Jifeng Divine Punishment Formation, he walked more than a hundred more times.

Now, seeing this scene, the Shijiabao people left behind Shi Lun were actually only three or four hundred. Even these people were a little undecided, and people secretly left every moment.

Shi Lun did not force this, and when sheltered them, she did not force them to do anything.

Since you want to leave, you don’t force yourself to stay.

Soon, the demon led hundreds of demon masters to Yan Fei and others, and the entire hill was surrounded by tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals.

Yan Fei looked at the current situation.

He whispered to Shi Lun: "Senior Shi, I, Yan Fei, have implicated you. After all, this matter has nothing to do with your Shi family. You can leave first. If you are destined to be together, you will definitely see you again."

Shi Lun glanced at Yan Fei.

"Hmph, my friend, you still owe me Shilun a three-year agreement. So, in these three years, as long as I am here, no one can kill you. As for three years, I, Shilun, will no longer care about it."

Having said that, it seems pretentious to say it further.

Yan Fei just nodded heavily at Shi Lun.

"Senior, I, Yan Fei's life, is not something that anyone can take if I want. Since that's the case, it's fine. Today I will fight side by side with my senior."

At this moment, the eyes of the ghost demons and others were not on Yan Fei.

They were also looking at the Gun Saint Shilun.

With the cultivation of old demons like Ghost Demons, you can fully feel the aura that surpasses the Martial Saint on Shi Lun.

As one of the four trolls of the Netherworld Demon Sect, the ghost demon has reached the realm of the Martial God.

However, in comparison, his realm is still lower than Shi Yuan, but there is no essential difference.

"Gun Saint, Shi Lu?" After a few breaths, the demon said heavily.

Shi Lun shook the blood-shocking spear in his hand, raised his head slightly, and stroked his beard with one hand: "That's right, it's me."

The ghost demon looked at Yan Fei and then Shi Yuan.

"Shi Lun, it is said that you were defeated by Wu Junlin and went to the northern part of the desert. From then on, you will never set foot in the Middle Earth. Why, today is this the re-entering world?" The ghost's voice was cold and murderous intent.

The age of the demon is similar to that of Shilun. Speaking of which, the two had contact with each other at the beginning, but they were not very close.

"Go out of the world again? Hahaha, I am already old, so why are you talking about going out of the world again? This time, I just do something with me, my little brother."

The demon frowned.

"Shilun, you and I are both refreshing people. Yan Fei will definitely die today. Do you have to take this muddy water?"

"Oh? I will die without a doubt? The bloody shocking gun in my hand is not a decoration."
Chapter completed!