The old black thin man pointed to Lugu and the insect ghost and said, then changed his tone and said to Si You and the others: "The rest of you, wait here first. If you find something is wrong, it's not too late to leave! "
"Yes!"
Lugu's faces looked like frost hitting an eggplant, and the ancestors naturally did not dare to resist.
"It's not too late, I'll wait to leave and rush to the church!"
The black thin old man said to the other ancient masters and Lugu.
"it is good!"
The ancient masters all nodded their heads in response. Among these sleeping Demon Cult powerhouses, the black and thin old man was the strongest.
But the cultivators always only recognize the strong, and they believe in whoever has a big fist.
"Send you all ancestors!"
Si You and others got up and saluted.
After watching all the ancient masters leave, Si You's face suddenly became cold, and he said solemnly, "Go, let's start Teleporting the Ancient Formation to leave here!"
"But the ancestor asked us to stay!"
Tong Ming's face showed hesitation.
"Leaving now is for reunion in the future. If the ancestors defeat the enemy, we can return at that time!"
Si You is extremely cautious. Today's battle is related to the life and death of the Nether Cult. Staying here is tantamount to betting his life. He doesn't want to gamble, nor dare to gamble.
"You are right, even if we send it out, we can come back later!"
Tong Ming nodded in agreement, and then the two of them walked to the side of the ancient teleportation formation and filled the ancient formation with energy spar.
Activating the ancient teleportation formation consumes a lot of energy. Fortunately, Siyou and Tongming are very expensive, and they carry enough energy spars.
Hum!
Of course, when the energy storage reached the limit, the light on the ancient teleportation array was radiant, and the saints and daughters standing in the formation were all teleported out.
"Huh? Someone left?"
At the same time, the extremely stupid Su Fan who was slaughtered in the Netherworld Sect also sensed that someone got rid of the space blockade of the good fortune map.
"Unexpectedly, there are still many good things in this Netherworld Sect!"
Su Fan suddenly felt very interesting, after all, Good Fortune Map had never made a mistake before.
And what can escape the blockade of the good fortune map space? Undoubtedly, it must also be an extremely powerful treasure.
The corner of Su Fan's mouth raised? When the Nether Cult was destroyed, all the good things in it belonged to him.
At this moment, smoke billowed on the ground below, and the once glorious Nether Cult? almost completely turned into ruins.
Between the broken bricks and broken tiles? Moxiu's corpses were buried everywhere, and there were screams in the air from time to time.
"Su Fan? You must not die! You must not die!"
The deputy chief Wei Congyun hid in the eyes of Huang Quan Mo and cursed Su Fan. His injury has not healed yet? From beginning to end, he could only watch Su Fan slaughter one life after another.
And Su Fan has never killed so coolly like today. The entire Netherworld Sect claims to have hundreds of millions of followers, and there are no fewer than 80 million people killed by Su Fan!
"Hahaha! I can't die? You asked for this!"
Su Fan laughed heartily.
His fate? The gods and demons calculated from beginning to end.
Today, Su Fan first asks for a portion of the interest from the Nether Cult? When he kills the God Realm in the future, he will call those gods and demons who have been secretly trying to manipulate him? All go to hell!
"Bold thief, how dare you teach me to kill? Don't stop it!"
At this moment? The black thin old man and others finally arrived? They were released outside the aura? Filled in the void? The broad domain opened, covering all the heavens of the Nether Cult.
"This is my game? If you leave now, I can spare your lives!"
Su Fan took off the shadowless hat and slowly appeared from nothingness? He coldly stared at the black and thin old man and the others, with expressionless expression on his face.
"My ancestor!?"
"No! He is not! He is a cultivator!"
The old black man and other ancient masters looked surprised? Su Fan actually looked exactly like their ancestor.
But soon, they discovered that Su Fan did not possess devilish energy, but possessed divine power that made them extremely disgusted.
They didn't notice that the Lugu and Worm Ghost who came with them all shuddered after seeing the so-called invisible man Su Fan.
It turned out that the death of King Sea was really done by Su Fan!
"Ancestor? Ha ha... Are you talking about You Yan that trash?"
Su Fan sneered in a low voice: "I'm afraid you don't know. The Nine Nether Demons you have always believed in is nothing more than a coward running around for his life. He has already left you and escaped!"
"Asshole!"
"How dare you slander the ancestor, I think you are living impatiently!"
The ancient demonic cultivators were furious, they regarded Youyan as a spiritual belief, how could they allow Su Fan to insult at will.
Immediately, the three of them made an angry shot and attacked Su Fan together.
"A few ancestors are not allowed!"
Upon seeing this, Wei Congyun immediately ran out of Huangquan Demon Eye and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Only between the electric light and flint, Su Fan split into two sacred power clones, and the two big clones entangled the two demons who attacked.
The remaining person had to face the black sword light that Su Fan had cut by himself.
Click!
Destroying Sword Soul slashed vertically, directly splitting that person in half, not even the defensive weapon on his body was spared.
After that, every time Su Fan retracted a clone, he killed an ancient demonic cultivator, swung out three swords, and directly took away three lives.
The black thin old man waited for the demons to be dumbfounded. If it weren't for the three people's bodies to fall to the ground one after another, they would have thought they had read it wrong.
Is this for a second?
After the black and thin old man waited for Mo Xiu to come back to his senses, he felt a chill in his heart. The strength of the enemy on the opposite side was completely beyond their imagination!
The three who died were once the domineering demonic cultivators of a certain era, and they rarely failed in their entire lives.
But now, all three of them were beheaded by Su Fan with a single sword, and died swiftly, like a mixed soldier.
"At this level? It's not enough to see!"
Su Fan smashed his mouth: "Oh, it's no wonder that You Yan himself is a trash, so where can the people he teaches be so strong? I said you trash, just choke your neck and kill yourself. Forget it for yourself, why do you continue to waste air in this world?"
The black and thin old man and the others had a pale face. They were so angry that they didn't dare to speak. Su Fan casually showed his hand and killed the three of them.
This terrifying strength, unless Youyan returns to its heyday, who can stop it?
It's a pity that these guys don't know that even if You Yan regained all strength, without the protection of the Sky Demon Tower, the final fate would not be any better than the three dead.
"Your Excellency, do you really want to forge a vengeance with our Nether Cult?"
Facing the extremely fierce Su Fan, the black and thin old man had to put down his posture, planning to reconcile with Su Fan.
