Chapter 1210 You Will All Die Here.

There was no fear on Changyu's face. He just said calmly: "Do you think I will give you a chance to spread it?"

Before he finished speaking, a ball of Suzaku Xuanhuo attacked him.

This was Suotu. He was ruthless and talkative. He said directly: "Why should we talk to this kind of scum and lackey? If we kill him today, we must hang his body on the altar of the third city and preserve it with the crystal clear resin of the demon liquid magic tree to warn all demons. This is the fate of being a traitor to the Western sect."

Changyu's already ferocious face was not angry but smiled at this moment. He murmured: "I just want to use your three corpses to submit to the Western sect to get good things!"

The three of them thought that their plan was to unite to deal with Changyu, but they didn't expect that this guy had already used them to open the quota for the Western sect.

No one knew how long Changyu had been dealing with the Western sect, but they knew one thing.

That is, Changyu had already included the three of them in the early plan, and the three of them only started the alliance recently, and before they reached a consensus, the other party had already killed them.

Now it seems that the roles between hunter and prey have to be exchanged.

Zi Fanjue is thoughtful. He knows that the other party must have planned for a long time. Now he dares to come alone. He must have made sufficient preparations. In this case, their chances of winning must be slim.

He sent a voice message to Qiu Qianba and Suotu: "You two, Changyu has a vicious mind. Now it seems that the other party must have planned for a long time, and his magic weapons are endless. I think it will be disadvantageous for us to continue fighting. Otherwise, we should retreat first, make his ugly deeds public to the world, and let the entire demon clan fight together?"

Qiu Qianba looked at Zi Fanjue fiercely. He just thought that the other party was a soft egg. At this critical moment, he actually wanted to retreat from the other party, which was very disadvantageous for their battle.

He replied to Zi Fanjue: "Why are you so cowardly? If we leave today and we don't kill or capture him, if he hides, how can we find him?"

"If he lies dormant, he will surely protect us more fiercely one day when we are not paying attention."

Suotu also thought so. He sent a message to Zi Fanjue, saying that he agreed with Qiu Qianba's idea very much, and he only needed to break the wrinkled yellow cloth bag that could absorb his Suzaku Xuanhuo.

In this way, he could cause fatal damage to the other party.

Chang Yu saw the three people looking at each other with rich expressions. With his shrewd character, he must know that one of the three must have retreated. If it was for other people, this would be good news, but for Chang Yu, he didn't care at all.

Because he had already set up a net here, none of the three people could escape, and everyone had to die here.

But even so, he still had to use some psychological tactics. He stood proudly in the void, then looked down at the three people and said: "It seems that some of you have clearly realized that you will definitely lose this battle, so you want to leave before then, right?"

"In that case, while I haven't killed you yet, hurry up and leave. I am willing to let you go."

He deliberately looked at Qiu Qianba, hinting that the other party was the coward, and his purpose was to irritate the other party and make him lose his footing, so that he could defeat them one by one.

Qiu Qianba really couldn't stand this kind of provocation, and rushed directly to Changyu without saying a word. He had a strong temperament, how could he be regarded as a coward, and he couldn't stand this kind of insult anyway.

Changyu saw Qiu Qianba so angry, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The other party was really fooled.

He held a bottle of clear liquid in one hand behind his back. This was the oil in the Qinglian lamp of the Western sect. This thing seemed to be nothing wrong, but for the demons, it was simply fatal.

Because the more demonic the demons were, the more damage this lamp oil would cause to them, and Qiu Qianba was the one with the evil spirit.

Suotu saw clearly that Changyu was insidious and cunning, because a being who could even succumb to the hostile races of the demons must be doing everything to the extreme.

He shouted: "Qiu Qianba is in danger! Come back quickly!"

But it was too late.

Changyu threw the glass bottle filled with lamp oil at Qiu Qianba, and at this time he was already in a state of complete insanity.

Qiu Qianba shouted: "Changyu, I don't care what magic weapon you use, I will smash it and then take your life."

And the glass bottle that flew quickly was directly smashed by Qiu Qianba, and the Qinglian lamp oil in it splashed out directly.

He said disapprovingly: "Chang Yu, your magic weapon doesn't look very good. After one blow, it is now broken into pieces. Don't worry, you will soon be like this bottle."

Chang Yu looked at Qiu Qianba with amusement, and murmured: "You are now in a difficult situation, and you are still shouting beside me. What a nonsense."

And the Qinglian lamp oil has now attached to Qiu Qianba's arm, and the lamp oil has begun to penetrate into the skin.

Qiu Qianba screamed immediately. The heart-wrenching pain was completely unbearable even for him.

This lamp oil will not only consume the true energy of the demons, but also destroy the demonic nature of the demons, which is the most fatal.

Usually, the demons judge their own talents and potential by the demonic nature of a demon, but this strong demonic nature is quickly dissipated under the blue lotus lamp oil.

Suotu and Zi Fanjue quickly came to Qiu Qianba. They wanted to save him, but he immediately shouted: "Don't come over, you two. This kind of play seems to be specifically for us demons. You are also easily affected."

But in this situation, Qiu Qianba had no way to deal with it. The blue lotus lamp attached to his arm exuded the fragrance of blue lotus.

But this fragrance will make the demons' bodies gradually weak and powerless, and finally lose their combat ability.

Qiu Qianba did not say anything, and directly cut off the arm that was being corroded by the lamp oil.

Then, he escaped from the range of the blue lotus fragrance.

But even so, Chang Yu threw a golden bowl into the void, and the bowl slowly flew into the sky, expanding at a very fast speed, and then the surrounding Sanskrit was flowing around it.

The bowl covered several people inside, forming an indestructible cage.