Chapter 669： place of death

"The fifth-order demigod..."

Xu Ming felt a lot of pressure.

You must know that the fifth-order demigod is already a very strong existence among demigods. Even if you look at the entire endless continent, the strength is ranked first!

"Hahaha...Xu Ming!" Howling Demon demigod laughed proudly, "When you slapped me, did you ever think such a day would come!?"

Being slapped in the face by Xu Ming is simply the most humiliating thing in the life of the Howling Demon Demigod!

And now, it's time to wash away the shame!

only…

Is it really time to wash away the shame?

"Xu Ming!" The Howling Demon demigod was very proud, "Today, you are dead! But don't worry, I will not torture you! The Bamboo Saint's order is to kill at the fastest speed. you!"

Bamboo saint?

Xu Ming had never heard of this great power.

However, since it can command the Howling Demon Demigod, it is definitely a super existence in the demon clan!

"So..." Howling Demon Demigod was cruel and cruel, "I'll let you die without much pain!—Are you going to thank me for helping you out? Hahahaha..."

"Howling Demon!" Xu Ming sneered playfully, "Don't...you're not afraid of me running away?"

"Escape?" The Howling Demon demigod burst into laughter, "I can't even break this 'Ten Thousand Stars Trapped Moon' formation! Just you, you still want to escape? - It's a joke!"

Immediately afterwards, another imposing figure flew out from the battleship.

"Qinglong Wuchong!"

Wu Chong is also a demigod-level almighty!

However, compared to the Howling Demon Demigod, it looks a little unremarkable.

"Xu Ming, what's the use of the desert flame gold you took so hard? In the end, isn't it going to fall into my hands?" Wu Chong looked at Xu Ming as if he were dead.

"Really?" Xu Ming just sneered disdainfully, "I escaped so embarrassedly last time, why, I still want to be abused this time!?"

"Humph!" Wu Chong snorted coldly, "I'm still stubborn when I die!"

It's just that Wu Chong didn't know that Xu Ming, who had a "cloak", was almost immortal!

After Wu Chong, another "old acquaintance" of Xu Ming flew out of the ship.

"Master Red Lion!"

The blue-eyed red lion beast, also known as the red lion Taoist; the last time he robbed the desert flame gold, he was also abused by Xu Ming.

"Who else?"

Xu Ming felt that there seemed to be a few tyrannical auras in the cabin of the ship.

Under Xu Ming's gaze, this time, two tyrannical auras appeared at the same time.

"Huh!?" Seeing the masters of these two auras, Xu Ming was stunned, "Qiu Pu, Chu Xiao!"

These two invincible Dao Masters of the human race actually mixed with the demon races such as the Howling Demon Demigod?

Immediately, Xu Ming understood everything: "You... traitors!"

"Treason?" Qiu Pu's imposing manner was cold, "Xu Ming, don't be so righteous and awe-inspiring! - It's not that we betray the clan, but the clan forced us!"

"The ethnic group forced you?" Xu Ming couldn't help sneering, "The ethnic group forced you to betray the clan?"

"Hmph, Xu Ming, don't be a liar!" Qiu Pu snorted coldly, "How long have you lived? How many treasures did the clan give you!? And I, who did my best for the clan, died and died, what treasures did the clan give me? ?—Why!? Since the ethnic group is unfair, don’t blame me for being unkind!”

"Did the tribe give me a lot of treasures?" Xu Ming couldn't help but be stunned.

"Humph!" Qiu Pu continued to snort coldly, "It wasn't given to you by the ethnic group, could it be that you got it yourself!?"

Xu Ming was suddenly speechless.

The ethnic group did not give themselves many treasures at all... The most valuable one is a very common semi-artifact "Crescent Moon Spear". And the other treasures on his body are obtained by himself outside.

However, how did it come to Qiu Pu's mouth that it was the ethnic group that gave him a lot of treasures?

Besides…

Even if the ethnic group gave Xu Ming treasures and not Qiu Pu treasures, it was only natural! - After all, the resources of the ethnic group are limited; if between Xu Ming and Qiu Pu, one chooses to be vigorously cultivated, then the choice must be Xu Ming, no need to say!

As for Qiu Pu, he seemed to feel that the ethnic group was very unfair to him, and even chose to "betray the clan"!

Xu Ming's eyes turned to Chu Xiao again - for what reason would he betray the clan?

There was madness in Chu Xiao's eyes: "Qiu Pu, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? - Since the ethnic group is unfair to us, we will betray the ethnic group. This is only right and right!"

It is only right and proper to call "the traitor", Chu Xiao's face is really thick!

Chu Xiao continued: "I told Jingyu that Xu Ming injured me! And Jingyu, who is partial to Xu Ming and ignores my feelings! - Why should I work for and dedicate to such a group?"

"Cough, what..." Xu Ming couldn't help interrupting, "What did you give to the ethnic group?"

In Xu Ming's impression, Chu Xiao had never done any decent business except for messing around with the group's internal affairs all day long. And it is such a person, who can confidently say things like "I have dedicated myself to the ethnic group" and "Treasoning the ethnic group is justified"...

Looking at Chu Xiao, Xu Ming suddenly remembered four words-death is worth it!

However, Xu Ming felt that there was a more powerful aura inside the battleship.

"And the last one, who will it be?"

A young figure with an indifferent temperament slowly walked out of the battleship.

He was dressed in a purple star-moon robe, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, like poisonous snakes and steel needles, which was extremely strange.

Seeing this person, Xu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly: "Holy Master Ziyue, you really are... a traitor!"

This purple star and moon robe is powerful, not the purple moon holy master, who else can it be?

Holy Master Ziyue was neither anxious nor annoyed, and smiled: "Xu Ming, I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances, right?"

"No!" Xu Ming's mouth curled into a smile, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Think of it!"

Xu Ming had indeed expected it.

After all, a long time ago, Palace Master Ji Tian reminded Xu Ming to be careful with Holy Master Ziyue! And Xu Ming had always suspected that Holy Master Ziyue had a very direct relationship with the weakness of the Wilderness Sect.

"Oh? Did you think of it?" Holy Master Ziyue raised his handsome eyebrows, "Unfortunately, even if you think about it, today, you are still trapped by my 'Wanxing Trapped Moon' formation, hahahaha..."

Holy Master Ziyue was very proud.

"Xu Ming!" Holy Master Ziyue continued to shout, "Do you know where you are now?"

Where?

Where else could it be, Huangquan Desert!

Holy Master Ziyue's expression was extremely gloomy. Before Xu Ming could speak, he said again, "Let me tell you, this...is the place where the first ancestor of your wild sect died!"