I saw the demon tiger lying in the huge pit, motionless, as if it had already died. Jiu Mu frowned slightly, and then said, "I'll go check it out." When the words were finished, he handed Gu Jun to the disciple beside him, and he flew towards the demon tiger. Not long after, he came to the front of the demon tiger. After taking a closer look, I saw that the demon tiger was covered with scars, and the layer of hard blood-colored scales became dim. Jiu Mu looked at Yaohu's tightly closed eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then walked forward cautiously.

   However, when Jiu Mu was about to approach, the demon tiger suddenly opened his eyes, and with a speed that could not cover his ears, he suddenly opened his **** mouth and bit him. Jiu Mu was startled, and hurriedly flew back. Although the demon tiger was injured, he was still stronger than the Mahayana period. He was an opponent based on his cultivation in the tribulation period. Although he retreated fast, the speed of the demon tiger was even faster. With a splash of blood, Jiu Mu's entire left arm was bitten off by the demon tiger. Jiu Mu screamed, hurriedly covered his broken arm, and ran back. It wasn't until he got out of the demon tiger's attack range that he staggered and fell to the ground. When Ling Xuejiu, who had been watching the battle nearby, saw this, his expression changed involuntarily, he immediately stretched out his figure, rushed to Jiu Mu's side, and helped him up. "Eighth Elder, how are you?"

Jiu Mu said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I won't die." Ling Moumou bit his lip, turned to look at the struggling demon tiger, and said in a cold voice, "Elders, let's kill that beast together." After falling, several elders moved their bodies together and attacked the demon tiger. The demon tiger just took a bite, and it seemed that all its strength was exhausted. At this moment, facing the attack of several elders, it was powerless to resist. After a while, the demon tiger was dying.

   However, at this critical moment, dozens of blood-red rays of light suddenly shot from the air, attacking the elders with a fierce momentum.

   When the elders saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly turned back and stepped back, not daring to take those **** attacks. Seeing this sudden change, Ling Xuejiu who was not far away couldn't help frowning, then looked up into the air. Soon, she saw more than a dozen mysterious cultivators standing in the air, looking at the people below with cold eyes. The leader of them was a man in a fiery red robe and a mask on his face. The masked man looked down at Ling Xuejiu and smiled lightly: "Saint, we meet again."

   Looking at the masked man who suddenly appeared, Ling Xuejiu's face suddenly sank. She had already seen the opponent's strength as early as the Yuntu Treasure House. Even the monsters in the early days of Mahayana were not his opponents. Coupled with his monster sword, the strength was unstoppable. Just now, everyone had paid a painful price to deal with the demon tiger, and now such a powerful enemy appeared, she really didn't know how to deal with it. After thinking about it, she said coldly, "What are you doing here?" The masked man put his hands down and said, "I have heard the name of the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace for a long time, so I came here today to see what this leader who cultivates the true Taoism has to be admired by the world. place."

Ling Xuejiu said indifferently: "You swaggered in, do you really think that the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace is afraid of you?" The masked man raised his head and laughed loudly: "If your cultivation is fully restored, I may still be a little afraid, but Now... hum!"