Wu Zhuan is like a bereaved dog, running away from home.
It turned out that he successfully escaped from the iron-eating beast and did not go far. He has been wandering outside the basin.
Although he was seriously injured, his greed remained unabated.
He was thinking that all the masters from Feifengling and Tongtian Pavilion would deal with Ji Mo, and when both sides would suffer losses, he might be able to fish for a profit and find an opportunity to snatch the immortal weapon.
But things went beyond his expectation.
People like Feifengling and Tongtian Pavilion couldn't make any waves at all and were wiped out easily.
Even the famous Dark Night Priest's sneak attack failed to kill Ji Mo.
Wu Zhuan was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. He didn't dare to stay for a moment longer. He just wanted to leave the site of the ancient battlefield of humans and demons and return to Shihu Village as soon as possible.
Perhaps only by asking the ninth-level ancestor of the Mortal Immortal Realm in seclusion at home to take action can Ji Mo be completely eliminated.
Wu Zhuan escaped from the ancient battlefield of humans and demons and came to the outer area, only to feel relieved a little.
His injuries were quite serious, his back was dripping with blood, and there were several claw marks deep into the bones. If he hadn't been protected by several rare treasures, he would have been torn into pieces by the iron-eating beast's slap.
"Wait for me. When I return to Shihu Village, I will ask Grandpa to come out of seclusion. I will cut your Ji Heitou into thousands of pieces."
Wu Zhuan sat on the rock to rest, swallowed some healing elixirs, and planned to adjust his breathing to heal his injuries.
He didn't know what kind of monster had injured him. The wound was stained with corrosive aura and would never heal. If he continued like this, he would probably bleed to death sooner or later.
"Who are you going to cut into pieces?"
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, which startled Wu Zhuan.
Wu Zhuan saw that what appeared was just a first-level monster from the Mortal Immortal Realm, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Such a thing did not pose any threat.
If it were normal, if the other person dared to talk to him in this tone, he would have slapped him to death.
Now that he was seriously injured, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he snorted coldly: "If you don't want to die, just get out of here."
However, instead of rolling away, the demon clan approached and asked with a bad look: "Do you want to do something wrong to Mr. Ji Heitouji?"
"What's going on, I just want to kill that bastard Ji Heitou? I am the young master of Shihu Village, Wu Dian. What, you dare to attack me, do you want to die?"
Wu Zhuan directly revealed his identity. He believed that as long as the other party knew his origin, he would be scared to death.
In the Western Region, who dares to touch the tiger's beard in Shihu Village?
"Wu Sign?"
The demon clan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze went from top to bottom, slowly falling between Wu Zhan's legs, "I heard that you claim to be very big and powerful, but I... don't believe it."
Wu Zhan's eyes were half-squinted, his face was cold, and he glared at the other party fiercely: "What is your origin? Are you impatient? You can't stand my Ice Soul Silver Needle."
"I am the ally of Mr. Blackhead Ji of the Demonic City."
Yao Zu said with great pride that every time he introduced his name to outsiders, he felt a strong sense of pride in his heart.
He glanced sideways at Wu Zhuan and said calmly: "You dare to touch Mr. Ji for a little guy like you, but I, Oli, won't agree."
Since his last encounter with Ji Mo, Ollie has completely changed his ways and become a demon again.
These days, he no longer blocks roads and robs, but instead goes around doing good deeds, maintaining peace around the ancient battlefield of humans and demons, and purifying all kinds of bad habits.
Now that he hears that someone is going to deal with his idol, he naturally won't just sit idly by.
And after knowing that the person in front of him was Wu Zhuan, he decided not to let this bastard go.
"Just you?"
Wu Zhan stood up, with deep disdain in his eyes.
Although he was seriously injured, he was not someone that a cat or a dog could bully.
If a mere first-level mortal fairy dares to speak so brazenly, he will be killed immediately.
"Since you belong to Ji Heitou, I will send you back to the west."
Wu Shang sneered, stretched out his big hand, and slapped Ollie's head with one palm.
As his palms danced, runes intertwined and spiritual power surged, turning into a huge palm print, intending to smash Ollie into mud.
Ollie didn't panic at all, his eyes widened, and the glow between his eyebrows turned into a beam of golden light and hit the palm print.
Bang!
Wu Zhuan's attack was blocked, and his face was a little solemn. This Ollie actually mastered the power of the light element, and was very difficult to deal with.
"It is true that you are somewhat capable, but I want to see how you can block my Ice Soul Silver Needle."
Wu Zhuan drank coldly, his whole body's spiritual power surged like a sea, the temperature around him instantly dropped to freezing point, and frost drifted around him.
In the void, runes are flying, innate lines are extending, and countless ice soul silver needles are condensed, covering the sky and the earth.
Wu Zhuan was obviously serious and used his killing move, intending to kill Ollie with one move.
The ice-soul silver needles pierced the void and struck Orige like a violent storm.
This space seemed to be torn apart. The destructive energy could penetrate everything. Many huge rocks around it exploded and turned into powder.
"I believe in the light!"
Ollie's expression was solemn, and a brilliant light suddenly appeared on his body.
Behind him, the shadow of a light and shadow giant slowly stood up, standing tall against the sky and the ground, like a fierce god descending into the world.
At this moment, the aura given by Ollie was completely different. He was surrounded by golden light, and a terrifying energy was erupting.
He crossed his hands in front of him and gathered all the energy in his body.
Immediately.
A beam of white light burst out and swept everything.
This area is flooded with ice and light.
Ollie and Wu Suan started a battle, from the ground to mid-air, and then back to the ground.
The nearby mountains were shattered and the cracks were filled.
Wu Zhuan, who was seriously injured, was actually unable to deal with Ollie. The two sides were evenly matched and it was hard to tell who was the winner.
"Oli, why don't we just let it go. If we continue to fight, we will both lose."
Wu Xian was frightened and had to give in.
The fighting power given by Ollie was beyond his imagination. Only by taking action at all costs could he defeat the opponent.
But what is his identity, how could he fight against a lowly demon clan?
"No, you are no match for me, because you are weak and will not last long."
Ollie became more and more courageous as he fought, and his fighting spirit was extremely strong.
Sure enough, as rumored, although the attack of Wu's Ice Soul Silver Needle was very sharp at the beginning, it was weak in the follow-up.
He is very sure of winning.
"You are talking nonsense, how can I be vain?"
Wu Zhan roared angrily, and his energy flowed through Changhong, and his whole body was filled with terrifying energy.
A slender silver needle appeared in his palm, and a green light shot into the sky.
Suddenly, the situation changed and strong winds swept across.
Wu Zhuan seemed to be one with the silver needle, and it pierced Ollie.
This needle is indestructible and indestructible. It seems to be able to penetrate the heaven and earth and pierce the sky.
Ollie didn't even dodge, the light and shadow of the giant behind him disappeared into his body, and in an instant, he transformed into a little sun.
Rumble...
Wu Huan and Ollie collided so hard that the whole earth trembled.