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Chapter 388 The Young Master of the Monster Race

"Whoa!"

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain where Jin Jiupeng was, Gao Xiu was very excited and shouted loudly: "Peng'er, save me!"

"boom!"

An astonishing aura erupted from the top of the mountain, and it was Jin Jiupeng's aura.

Mo Que looked slightly stern. With Jin Jiupeng around, it seemed impossible to kill Gao Xiu again.

"Whoa!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A black beam of light appeared from the ground, as if it could swallow up everything in the world, like mist and ink, and actually wrapped around the flying high cultivator!

"Uh..." Gao Xiu was stunned for a moment. He was less than a thousand feet away from the top of the mountain where Jin Jiupeng was. With his speed, he could arrive in an instant.

However, at this moment, he was entangled in the strange black mist, unable to move, and was frozen in the air.

"Who wants to cut off my life?" Gao Xiu roared and looked at the ground.

I saw a giant ape as big as a mountain on the ground.

The ape's body was stained with blood, and on its shoulders, which looked wider than the bed, there was a gray wolf lying on it.

Next to the gray wolf is an invisible figure.

The reason why he couldn't see clearly was because the figure was covered by black fog, and only a pair of sharp eyes could be seen.

"People from the demon clan!" Gao Xiu's face changed drastically and he roared: "Why do you want to cut off my life?"

Mo Que's expression also changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the figure wrapped in black mist.

This figure is undoubtedly the young master of the Demon Clan mentioned by Demon Ape and Gray Wolf.

"Aren't you going to kill him? Why don't you do it?" A low and hoarse voice came from the black mist, with an inexplicable chill in it.

Mo Que didn't know why the young master of the demon tribe helped him, and he hesitated slightly.

"Peng'er, save me!" Gao Xiu shouted towards the top of the mountain.

"boom!"

On the top of the mountain, Jin Jiupeng appeared in a golden robe.

He was covered with golden light, like a nine-dimensional roc, flying up into the sky from the mountain, looking at him from afar with a pair of cold eyes.

There were no words, but the gaze was fixed on Mo Que, and there was an invisible energy that locked Mo Que firmly.

Mo Que had a feeling at this moment that as long as he made the slightest move, Jin Jiupeng would strike with thunder.

This is a very dangerous feeling.

"Is this the descendant of this generation of Immortal Realm?" Two sharp eyes in the black mist fell on Jin Jiupeng.

Then it looked at Mo Que, as if wanting to know if Mo Que still had the guts to take action despite being targeted by Jin Jiupeng's murderous intent.

"Whoa!"

Without any hesitation, Mo Que took a step forward, golden light condensed on his fingertips, and he pointed at the center of Gao Xiu's eyebrows.

"boom!"

At the same time, Jin Jiupeng moved, and his vitality turned into a golden divine feather, which twisted out of the void, as if penetrating the void, and arrived in an instant.

When Mo Que's fingertips came to Gao Xiu's body, the golden divine feather also came to the center of Mo Que's eyebrows.

If Mo Que continued to thrust out his finger, the golden feather would definitely pierce his forehead.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two soft sounds sounded almost at the same time.

Mo Que pointed his broken star finger forward without any hesitation.

However, Jin Jiupeng's golden feather failed to penetrate his eyebrows.

Because the black mist entangled the golden feather, causing it to tremble crazily in front of Mo Que's eyebrows, but it never penetrated.

"You're not bad!" The figure in the black mist said to Mo Que.

Obviously, he was praising Moque's courage. Although he was firmly locked in Jin Jiupeng's murderous intention, he did not hesitate at all and took action decisively.

"thump!"

The black mist loosened, and Gao Xiu, who was killed by Mo Que with one finger, fell straight from the void.

Over the top of the mountain, Jin Jiupeng's eyes were cold, and he looked coldly at the three demon creatures and said: "Why do people from the demon clan interfere in the affairs of my human race?"

It was obvious that he was worried.

That invisible existence was able to calmly resolve his killing move against Mo Que. His strength was so frightening that it was difficult to discern the depth of it.

"I, the demon clan, only act according to my heart, why do I need to explain to you?" The figure in the black mist said so, with arrogance in his words, as if he didn't take Jin Jiupeng in his eyes at all.

"When the matter of the Immortal Alliance is settled, I will come to visit you." Jin Jiupeng said coldly.

The meaning of these words is obvious. The young master of the demon tribe helped Mo Que today, and he will definitely settle the matter in the future.

"You are a human race, but you have practiced the methods of my demon race. You are half human and half demon, neither human nor demon, but you are not qualified to yell at me!" The figure in the black mist answered even more domineeringly.

As a demon clan, the young demon clan master obviously noticed Jin Jiupeng's physical change, but he expressed disdain for it.

"It seems that my idea is correct, martial arts should be perfect!"

Jin Jiupeng did not argue. He looked at Mo Que and said coldly: "Back then, the martial arts people colluded with the demon clan and betrayed the human race in the fairyland. Mo Que, now you are involved with the demon clan again. I will kill you!"

Mo Que did not argue and remained silent.

He didn't know whether martial arts colluded with the demon clan back then, but meeting the young master of the demon clan today and getting his help was indeed purely accidental.

"Whoa!"

I don't know if it was because he was afraid of the young master of the demon clan, but Jin Jiupeng did not choose to take action and disappeared from the mountain.

Mo Que hesitated for a moment, then landed and said to the figure in the black mist, "Thank you!"

The figure looked a little surprised and said: "You are from the human race and I am from the demon race. The two races have always been incompatible with each other, but you actually thanked me?"

"Although we are not of the same race, you did help me!" Mo Que said matter-of-factly: "Besides, what about the human race, and what about the demon race? The human race is not all good, and the demon race is not necessarily a heretic!"

He meant what he said. He had experienced being abandoned by the Shenmo family and betrayed by the Ye family, and he had already seen through it.

Even relatives with blood ties can be so cruel to him. Humans may not be kind, and monsters may not be aliens.

"You are really good!" The young master of the demon clan in the black mist said: "It has been a long time since I saw a human race that I like so much. If you don't mind, can we have a drink together?"

Mo Que thought for a while, this young master of the demon tribe had an extraordinary status and might know many things beyond the Hundred States, and he could also use this opportunity to seek advice from him.

So, the two took out tables and chairs in the wilderness and sat across from each other to drink.

The young master of the demon clan took out some spiritual fruits to treat Mo Que. Each spiritual fruit had a fragrant aroma.

The demon ape and the gray wolf were waiting respectfully at the side, not daring to serve.

"This is the wine brewed by my demon clan. Let's see if it suits your taste." The young master of the demon clan was always in the black mist and could not see his true appearance.

He explained: "I have not yet transformed. I am a demon and it is inconvenient for me to show up."

Mo Que didn't care and drank a drink.

He used to drink a lot when he was with Xuanyuan Mingkong, so he was not unfamiliar with this.

The demon clan's wine tastes more pungent, and this wine seems to contain some kind of medicinal effect. Taking a sip into his throat, the blood in his body accelerates and his whole body becomes hot.

"How?" There was a smile in the voice of the young demon master.

"I don't understand!" Mo Que said bluntly: "But as long as you can get drunk, it's a good drink!"

The young master of the demon clan obviously did not expect such an answer. After being stunned for a moment, he burst into laughter.

One person and one demon, drinking together in the mountains and fields.


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