Chapter 1181 Fifth-grade Immortal Weapon.

"Stop."

Zhao Wuji, the leader of the Immortal Realm's [Demon Emotion Sect] advance squad, who had black flames flickering all over his body, had an icy cold smile flashing in his eyes.

He looked at the rushing Xiao Jiu and pinched the Petunia Demon's fingers harder.

At once, black flames, as if they were black vipers, wrapped around the little girl's neck, hideous and horrible.

"Ah ......"

The little flower demon couldn't help but let out a low roar of pain.

Sweat instantly poured out of the back of her forehead like running water, dampening her green dress, and beneath the exposed white skin, dark green veins bulged out, her fingers instantly tensing.

You can see what kind of pain was endured.

Xiao Jiu stopped ten meters away in a flash.

Its heart, as if all at once, was seized.

"Let her go."

Xiao Jiu growled lowly, revealing snow-white teeth, bowing his head and crouching slightly on his hind limbs.

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