Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Meng Hu grabbed the iron pillar, turned around and ran.

Just as they were about to be caught up by the whiter group of fireballs, Fat Jiujiu appeared beside them like lightning.

The little sharp mouth grabbed him by the back of the collar and threw them onto his back.

Riding on Fei Jiujiu's furry back, Meng Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the iron pillar sitting in front of him.

But I saw Tiezhu leaning back, with his bangs parted in the middle due to the strong wind.

Meng Hu: "What are you doing? Sit up straight!"

Tiezhu: "This damn push on my back, I can't get up!"

Fei Jiujiu was moving too fast. Tiezhu turned to look at Menghu and said, "Give me a hand!"

Meng Hu stretched out his hand and pulled hard, and the iron pillar rolled with the momentum.

He rolled off Fatty's back.

Meng Hu: “!!!”

Tiezhu: "I'm so..."

As soon as he landed, his figure was swallowed up by the group of demon cultivators.

“Chirp, turn around! Turn around!”

Fei Jiujiu immediately turned around, leaned over and knocked those demon cultivators away. At the same time, Meng Hu reached out and grabbed him on his back.

Meng Hu grabbed Tiezhu and shook him: "Tiezhu, how are you?"

"How are you, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just feel like I've never been younger."

"What?"

"Because he's been beaten into a grandson."

Meng Hu's mouth twitched: "Are you still afraid of illusions?"

"I'm not afraid of illusions, but I'm afraid of fists!" Tie Zhu's eyes were filled with tears. "The demon cultivator held me down, and I wasn't afraid at first, but then those ice cones and fireballs arrived!"

"At that moment, I seemed to see my breasts were too big!"

He grabbed Meng Hu's arm and said, "I discovered that if the two tribes of Heaven and Demon cooperate, their combat power will increase several times!"

No one cared about his suggestion because everyone's attention was attracted by Yu Bai.

Although Fei Peng and the others were also confused, their combat power also decreased accordingly.

Only Yu Bai not only went crazy, but his strength also increased greatly, turning him into a humanoid artillery launcher.

Ye Che finally broke free from Fei Peng and Fei Ji, and turned around to see the cultivators from the Celestial Clan and the Human Clan fighting each other.

And with a roar, it came towards him.

These two generals of the human race are very powerful, but they are also the most affected.

Even though the human race's bodies are not as strong as those of the demons, and their magic is not as good as that of the celestials, they do know a little bit of everything.

They can resist for a while and can also use magic to launch sneak attacks. The most important thing is that the talismans in the hands of these two generals are thrown out crazily as if they are free.

Talismans exploded everywhere, and the whole scene became more and more chaotic.

One or two talismans fell on Fei Jiujiu's back, but even if they exploded on Fei Jiujiu's back, it didn't feel anything.

But the iron pillar on his back was blown back and forth:

"Oh my god, you're just throwing the level 6 Thunder Talisman around like this? Do I have to die today?"

Everyone outside the venue was laughing like crazy.

They were worried at first, but now they didn’t expect it to be so funny.

They laughed so hard that they fell over, completely losing their image.

He glanced around casually, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She flicked her fingers and an invisible air wave hit the small tower.

The seal on the tower vibrated, and the sound emanating from it became sharper and sharper.

At this moment, the monks who were completely confused in the barrier suddenly stopped where they were.

The voices in their heads kept lingering, and their eyeballs instantly became bloodshot and swollen.

The bulging black blood vessels from the neck spread upwards, and the ferocious face carried a sinister ghostly aura.

The cultivation levels of these monks suddenly skyrocketed, and then they pounced towards Meng Hu and the others frantically!

Fatty Jiujiu hovered in the air and flapped its wings, but the hurricane it created failed to sweep them away.

Those people rushed towards Fei Jiujiu like cannonballs!

Tie Zhu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes turned into a chaotic black in an instant.

"Inject spiritual or magical power into my body, quickly!"

Baichuan Menghu poured the remaining magic power in his body into his body.

Seeing Ye Che still in a daze, Meng Hu shouted:

"Hurry up, only its illusion can rival the other party!"

Ye Che nodded and pushed the remaining spiritual power into the body of the iron pillar.

Fat Jiujiu also opened his little pointed mouth and injected energy.

Tiezhu's body burst out with powerful energy and he raised his hand and pushed forward.

A white mist instantly surrounded the mad monks.

Ye Che showed a look of joy: "It really works! They don't move!"

There was no joy on Tiezhu's face, as he was the only one who knew how much he had consumed!

His face became paler and paler, and he finally turned around and shouted outside:

"Master, I can't hold it any longer, help!"

The next moment, two figures, one white and one black, appeared beside him.