"Ning Yi...... We meet again. ”

Bai Rulai, who was dressed in a white robe, touched the singularity with his fingertips, and at the moment when the "Snow Evil" launched a turmoil, he shattered the weakest point of the formation on the grassland.

He looked at the black-robed man standing not far in front of him on the bronze platform.

All this is no coincidence.

It's inevitable.

The foreshadowing at this bonfire dinner had already been laid, and the Swallow's Nest had captured Ning Yi's movements, all the information flowed underground in the East Demon Domain, and the rumors were stifled under the light.

Use that "Golden Feather" to complete the cooperation with the new Snow Vulture King, launch this grassland coup, and let the power of the Eastern Demon Domain infiltrate.

Bai Rulai stepped out of the wind and exhaled.

This time, Ning Yi couldn't run away anymore.

As soon as he arrived at the Celestial God Plateau, he caught a glimpse of a sweeping figure in his peripheral vision.

The little white wolf blocked in front of him with one hand, his blood rose to the extreme at this moment, the blood all over his body burned, and his limbs grew pure white wolf hair, and in the process of running, he gradually turned into limbs to the ground, and at this moment he pounced out, turning into a powerful cannonball.

The king's banner ...... Right next to that "uninvited guest".

"Huh?" Bai Rulai frowned, and he looked at his hand, a snow-white banner stretched out.

He had heard the legend of the Eight Kings Banner on the grassland.

Also know the story of the so-called "Urle".

Bai Rulai looked at the flying figure, and whispered in disgust.

"Despicable Bloodbreed ......"

He grabbed the banner in one hand and slashed it down with extreme randomness.

"Whoosh".

The wind in the sky was slashed and slashed apart.

The hairs on the back of the little white wolf exploded, and the moment the wind sounded, his scalp was numb, his limbs stepped on the ground, and he forcibly changed his direction, rubbing the wind, and looking behind him, the mighty slashing breath broke through the earth continuously, rolling up with frost grass and earth.

How lethal is that?!

As soon as he turned around, it was dark in front of him.

The figure that stepped through the void arrived in front of him in an instant.

He didn't even use the White Wolf King Banner, just punched him in the jaw, and he was thrown out, and the blood rolled out in the wind, and it was annihilated in an instant, and the consciousness of the whole person was scattered.

"Boom".

The little khan of the White Wolf Court flew out dozens of zhang, smashed seven or eight ancient tables with his back along the way, and finally hit the wall of the bronze platform, fainting to death, even more miserable than a snow bird.

The other six little khans, at the moment when "Bai Rulai" came, sensed a strong crisis.

The six-pole king flag was all displayed at this moment, and six pillars of light of different colors lit up on the banks of the River of Apocalypse, reaching straight into the sky.

The Golden Deer King was a little khan, his hands were constantly pinching at the moment, his face was nervous, and he looked at the young figure who had brought great oppression to himself.

The breath on that guy's body...... It's a demon.

How young is he?

The other little khans who had a good relationship with him all displayed the power of the royal banner, and six rays of light lit up in six directions, and in just two or three breaths, they completed the pinching seal, and there was more sound of wild beasts roaring in the wind.

"Give me a crackdown!"

Golden Deer, Black Lion, Clouded Leopard, Silver Bear, Fire Fox, Green Python...... Six rays of light, condensed in the clouds, poured out like a thunderstorm, aiming at only one person.

Bai Rulai's figure was submerged in an instant.

The thunderstorm rolled, and the power of the Six King Banners continued to be exerted.

On the bronze platform, Ning Yi, who pressed one hand on the scabbard of his waist, did not choose to join this "suppression" with the power of the "Snow Vulture King Banner".

Ning Yi looked at the thunderstorm in the distance and muttered, "It's useless......"

The sound just landed.

In the midst of the thunderstorm, there was a slight tearing sound.

The sound of the "sudden" wind, the invisible wave of qi, cut out in an instant, the little khan of the Golden Deer King's tent, didn't even have time to dodge, half of his shoulder was slashed by the wind, and then the whole person flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The continuous "knife qi" was overlapping and tumbling in the wind, and the person holding the knife just waved the white flag in his hand at will, using the flagpole as the blade, and the knife qi continued to roll and turned into a piece of knife gang!

The light of the six royal flags was shattered by Bai Rulai's sword.

The little white emperor planted the white wolf king flag on the ground heavily, his face was expressionless, and with a bang, the holder of the six-pole king flag spurted blood at the same moment, and the king flag suspended in the air completely lost its color and fell to the ground.

"But Er'...... Native chicken tile dog. ”

Bai Rulai frowned, he looked at the "White Wolf Flag" in his hand, and said lightly: "This is the legendary treasure of Urle...... The 'royal flag' that can control all creatures in the grassland is really disappointing to me. It seems that the so-called true gods on the grassland are nothing more than that. ”

Those six little khans, the cultivation realm was too far away from him.

But in fact, the lethality of these eight king flags is not so unbearable...... At this moment, the White Wolf King Banner is in his hands, and it is used as a cutting tool, if the eight King Banners gather together, the murderous aura that comes out will be even higher.

......

......

The faces of the six little khans were hard to see.

The six of them besieged one person, and they all lost so ugly.

The man humiliated "Ulle...... This is something they cannot tolerate.

The little white emperor smiled, dusted off the snow dust on his robe, and said lightly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Bai Rulai, and I am from the Eastern Demon Domain...... He is the future conqueror of this steppe. ”

The six people who fell to the ground looked pale with a pale expression.

How dare you be so rampant?

The last person to conquer the steppe was the "Great Monarch" 2,000 years ago.

But the Maharaja was loved by all, so he conquered the steppe...... It is not by force but by the hearts of the people.

At this moment, the bonfire dinner was completely in turmoil, and the dark part prepared by the Eagle Tribe with ulterior motives suddenly attacked at the first time when this storm was launched, the formation was shattered, and the armor guards of the White Wolf Royal Court fell into disadvantage in the desperate battle...... These vulture warriors are incredibly lethal, brave and fearless of death, with a sparkling golden color engraved in their pupils.

It's the secret art of the demon clan!

On all sides, there were wailing voices.

In the eyes of the Seven Surnames, this is an undoubted "rebellion".

The Snowvulture tribe has betrayed the rules set by the eight surnames.

And the "Snow Evil" is the golden-winged Dapeng clan who joined forces with the "Eastern Demon Domain" to deliberately plan this turmoil early.

......

......

The flames of the bonfire dinner have been extinguished.

Greater, the flames of insurrection, were kindled.

Xue Sha raised his arms, behind him, at the highest point of the bronze platform, one after another snow-white ice flames condensed out, and the power in his body was still rising, and at this moment, the White Wolf King felt depressed...... It's not the power of Xuesha, but the looming oppression of this world.

Someone spoke to break the silence on the bronze platform.

The voice of the green python king was hoarse.

"You speak of light...... What is it?"

Xue Sha enjoyed the ascension of his blood, and he looked at the grassland kings with pity in his eyes.

"See...... The strength in my body only needs to pay a small price to reap such a huge reward. The Vulture King spoke softly, "Not only me, but everyone in this grassland can enjoy this power...... Urle is a lowly human being, he is a shameless liar, we should have gotten more, but humans can't give the steppe light. ”

The Green Python King said with difficulty: "You mean...... Demon Clan?"

Xue Xue smiled.

He did not deny it.

Instead, the scope of the word "demon clan" was narrowed down to make it more accurate.

"Yes...... of the Eastern Demon Domain, the Golden-winged Roc. ”

The center of his eyebrows, the wisp of golden killing intent, became more and more cold.

Under his command, the reason why these vulture warriors were able to fight one to ten, and they were not afraid of death...... It's all because of the secret technique of the "Golden Winged Dapeng", this clan is the absolute overlord in the Eastern Demon Domain, and is in charge of the killing technique among the five elements!

Xue Sha looked at the seven grassland kings, and he muttered, "We should have more, bloodline, status, and dignity...... What can the Great Sui give us? No one can afford us, what leads to all this is the bloodline, and we just need to change all this from the root. ”

"As long as everyone is willing to sacrifice a part of their 'spiritual intelligence' in exchange for enough bloodline concentration...... Then we can be recognized by the demon clan. Xue Xue smiled, word by word, extremely serious, "The Eastern Demon Domain will accept us, and this plateau will usher in true peace...... What Urle can't give, really, peacefully. ”

There was a dead silence.

No one responded.

The seven grassland kings, looking at the snowy expressions, were different, some were angry, some were afraid, some were sympathetic, and some were pitying......

There is no identification.

Didn't understand either.

This is an incomprehensible lunatic.

The White Wolf King stood in front of Xue Sha, he looked at Xue Sha, whose momentum had climbed to the extreme, and asked softly, "You...... Do you really think so?"

"The Eastern Demon Domain will accept us 'aliens' as its own...... And give us fair and equal resources......"

The White Wolf King looked at Xue Sha.

On his body, the frost and snow were constantly shattering, condensing, repeating the process.

"Do you really think that when we teach our lives to the demon clan, the demon clan will let us live...... Instead of crushing easily. ”

The White Wolf King's voice grew colder and colder.

His momentum is also getting stronger.

The first king of the grassland, looking at the snow sha, from the moment he learned that the vulture king and the East Demon Domain had joined forces, he had no certainty of victory in his heart, over the years, the grassland has been able to survive tenaciously in the gap between the two worlds, relying on the absolute unity and cohesion of the interior.

Now, there is a crack.

Standing at the top, with his back to the frost and snow of heaven and earth, the Snow Vulture King smiled and said, "We will be recognized, right?"

This voice was not to ask the seven grassland kings.

On Xuesha's chest, a golden feather slowly flew out, hovering on the high place of the bronze platform, countless wind and snow condensed, from the moment it appeared, the whole world was centered on it.

A low, hoarse, old voice rang out in the feathers.

"That's ...... Nature. ”

The White Wolf King's face turned pale, and there was some despair in his eyes.

He finally understood why he had felt oppressed.

In that feather is the will of the Nirvana Demon Saint.

(Continue to ask for a commuter pass~~)