Chapter 687

The depths of the demon sect.

A palace is magnificent and glittering. At a glance, the whole body exudes the smell of money.

This is the most luxurious palace of the demon sect and one of the most important places.

Only the real core members can live here.

At the moment, a handsome man in the palace with a bit of evil charm on his face was dressed in red and happy.

"Xiao Menghan, fourteen days have passed since we agreed. Today is the last day. After today, you are my man."

Bai Tong smiled.

Xiao Menghan was a little confused. She was covered in red. She was incomparably gorgeous, with a trace of loneliness and melancholy in the cold.

The wedding dress was not what she wanted to wear. Everything was forced by Bai Tong.

In order to protect herself, she made an agreement with Bai Tong to let Bai Tong spread her news here, hoping to be known by situ mo.

But now it seemed that all this was just her own illusion.

"The tianwu world is so big that even the demon sect can't deliver its news here to every corner in a year or two."

"On the other hand, what if situ Mo comes?" When she left, situ Mo was just a Wu Tong realm.

In the six months of tianwu world, she also gradually understood the cultivation level of tianwu world.

"The demon sect is not weaker than the seven sects. It can be said that it is a real big sect, and there are even martial saints."

"The journey of cultivation is extremely difficult. In six months, it is almost impossible to be promoted from Wutong to Emperor Wu and even to wusheng."

However, Xiao Menghan was also a little lucky. It was precisely because the tianwu world was too big. Situ Mo didn't know the situation here. If he didn't come here, he would avoid falling into danger.

"Maybe after tonight, it's all over." Xiao Menghan made a decision in his heart.

She only likes situ Mo and only recognizes this man in her life. If other men want to dye / finger, she would rather die.

Bai Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, and everything was under his control.

Does he just want a beautiful woman?

No, not at all. A beautiful woman may attract many men, but he is not among them.

What he likes is Xiao Menghan's flawless physique.

The demon sect has a unique method of practice. As long as men and women cooperate with each other, they can get unlimited benefits.

Now he has stepped into the half step of wusheng, and then he is the real wusheng.

However, there is a great gap between banbu wusheng and wusheng. He has stayed in banbu wusheng for ten years.

Some people, this stay is a lifetime. If there is no chance, they will be a half step martial Saint all their life.

Naturally, he placed all his hopes on Xiao Menghan.

As long as he gets the flawless Qi in Xiao Menghan's body, he may ascend to heaven step by step and become a real martial saint.

It was at this time that fighting and screams came from outside.

Situ Mo killed the palace all the way. Anyone who dared to stop him would kill him directly without hesitation.

What about the demon sect and the martial saint? As long as we dare to destroy women, we will die as well.

"Xiao Mo, I'm afraid we're going to leave our lives here." Nie Qianwen has felt that there is a breath of martial saint in the deepest part of the demon sect, which is coming in this direction.

"I've done what I said and let you go. Your life or death has nothing to do with me." Situ Mo is neither salty nor light.

Nie Qianwen was so angry that she helped him, but she didn't appreciate it. She also said such mean words. She really wanted to leave.

But think about it carefully. Situ Mo didn't do anything to himself these days. Although he hurt himself, he was cured later.

He just wanted to save the woman named Xiao Menghan, so he left and let him make a risk alone. It seemed a little inhumane.

But soon she also found the entanglement and difference in her heart, and even began to have a relationship with Xiao mo.

This must be an illusion, it must be an illusion, Nie Qianwen sighed.

However, she didn't have time to think about it. Soon, dozens of figures flew out of every corner of the demon sect, and finally all fell above the palace.

Without exception, these people are the top experts of Emperor Wu, and even two or three of them are half step wusheng.

"Demon sect, really extraordinary." Such a fighting force is enough to sweep all the first-class sects.

"Boy, the demon clan is not a place where you can go wild." Bai Tong stood with her hands down, and the whole person was dignified, with an air of hegemony.

Thirty or forty Wudi peak are on standby, like a sharp sword, just waiting for him to say a word.

"I don't have time to spend with you. Hand over Xiao Menghan."

Referring to Xiao Menghan, Bai Tong suddenly looked at situ Mo with a strange look.

"Are you the wild man of Xiao Menghan?"

"To tell you the truth, she has become my woman." Killing is nothing but killing the heart. His words were also said to Xiao Menghan in the room.

There is no room for sand in men's eyes. If men know that there are women and men outside, they will be furious. As a result, women will be abandoned.

And this is good for him.

It's just a pity that he underestimated situ mo.

"As I said just now, I don't want to delay." Situ Mo's face was gloomy. "What you said made me very unhappy."

"You can basically waste your mouth." Sima's body broke through the sound barrier and changed rapidly. Like a wild dragon, his breath was towering.

He came to Bai Tong and broke his mouth with one punch.

Broken teeth and cracked skull.

If situ Mo had not received most of his strength, this punch could have directly hit his head.

Situ Mo grabbed Bai Tong's head with one hand, and his whole body was lifted up, "said, where is Xiao Menghan."

Bai Tong struggled. After all, he was a half step martial saint. With situ Mo's hand, he didn't die, but he was seriously injured and his breath was depressed.

He never dreamed that such a strong man would come.

"Little Lord?"

"Boy, you're going to be the enemy of my demon sect. Let go of my young master."

"Or your life will be lost."

Situ Mo sneered. Three hundred flying swords turned into a long dragon roaring, sweeping dozens of peak emperors. Dozens of people fell to the ground, hemoptysis and torn.

All the heroes were silent.

"Those who stand in my way will not be forgiven." Situ Mo's cold voice spread.

Like immortal magic, it is branded in people's hearts.

Terror!

Terror!

Terror!

"Wu Sheng, this boy is Wu Sheng."

Some half step wusheng forced to stabilize his body and said seriously, "Your Excellency / as a wusheng expert, if you rashly attack my demon sect, are you not afraid of my demon sect wusheng's revenge?"

While situ Mo waved his hand, jiuzhong emperor Jue came out. An imperial spirit condensed thirty Zhang sword light and killed this man in an instant.