"Three Supreme 9995 Dao."
Xiao Yi looked coldly at the three evil cultivator elders in front of him.
With the cultivation of these three, at least they're at the level of evil cultivator protectors.
"Xiao Xun, you have a lot of courage." The three evil cultivator elders sneered coldly.
"We didn't come looking for you, yet you've delivered yourself to us." A figure appeared out of thin air.
Xiao Yi glanced at the figure, his eyes cold, "Supreme 9997 Dao."
"So it was you who led me into the forest last time."
"You have some insight." The figure sneered.
"Today, you deliver yourself to death..."
Whoosh...
A crisp slicing sound resonated through the air.
The figure and the three evil cultivator elders instantly fell, their bodies separated.
A white phantasmal shadow stood respectfully beside Xiao Yi.
It was the Fog Demon.
"I'm not interested in wasting words with you." Xiao Yi glanced at the four corpses, turned around, and left.
"Slaughter them all."
"Yes, Master."
