Hundreds of miles away from Wuling City, there is the top of a steep mountain, where more than a hundred figures are suspended. The religious costumes on these people are all sects from the northern continent of the sky. Their breath is incomparably strong and diffuse between heaven and earth.


    "No wonder the demon corpses haven''t been found these days. They all gathered here. Brother Mo, do we want to hunt the demon corpses together?"


    Looking at the dense tide of demon corpses, a young man in Taoist array costumes looked dignified. Immediately, his eyes looked a little afraid at the black figure in front. Naturally, this figure was the "Mo Ming" of Jiuyou demon sect led by beizhou sect alliance.


    At this time, Mo Ming, dressed in a gorgeous black robe, lost behind him with one hand and stood in the air, looking particularly natural and unrestrained. His eyes narrowed slightly, holding a little drama, looked at the city invaded by many demon corpses in the distance, smiled darkly, and said slowly in a indifferent voice: "don''t worry, when they finish killing the demon corpse, we''ll do it again. A mantis will attack the cicada, and the Yellow sparrow will be behind."


    Hearing the speech, the young man of the Taoist array sect was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he couldn''t help laughing and said: "at that time, they will be exhausted one by one. Once we fight, they will be unable to resist. It''s much easier to win their hundred jade medals than hunting demon corpses. Brother Mo''s wisdom really makes us admire."


    In the end, the young people of the array sect also flattered at the right time.


    Mo Ming''s mouth was slightly picked up, and his handsome face had all the confidence and pride in being in control. If he knew at this time that the human sect disciple who resisted the tide of demon corpses, long Bufan, was among them, I''m afraid he had already flown out in anger. How could he be so comfortable waiting for the fisherman to make a profit.


    Two months ago, in the ancient ruins of Lei yunzong, Lei Yi demon bat chased him because he sneaked into the Thunder Mountain to pick up the ancient Leifu tree, but his storage bag was robbed by long Bufan halfway. This humiliation and resentment, like a burning torch, increases day by day. Only by killing long Bufan himself, can the anger in his heart be extinguished.


    In the past two months, in order to make long Bufan die more painful, he caught those sect disciples who dared to resist, tested no less than 20 cruel killing techniques, and accumulated a lot of experience that makes life worse than death.


    "Dragon extraordinary, wait. If I catch you, you will definitely regret offending me!" Mo Ming''s eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.


    Feeling Mo Ming''s cold and murderous spirit, those beizhou sects around him swallowed their saliva and showed fear one after another.


    Obviously, they had witnessed with their own eyes how Mo Ming used various cruel means to kill those who offended him.


    It''s better not to offend such a powerful and cruel figure.


    While many people of beizhou sects were watching carelessly, there was a black figure under the wall of the east gate of Wuling city. Although the figure was thinner than those monstrous corpses with huge skeleton, it was like a mountain in front of the gate, blocking the positive impact of the monstrous corpses.


    Countless demon corpses came and were blown back by one sword!