On this stone platform, the twenty-seven remains were too coercive, and there was no way to get rid of them now, and the black lotus was too demonic, so everyone tacitly put it aside.

Although the wooden box is worn, the Nine Heavens and Stars are also contained in it, which makes people feel that the value of the wooden box is not as good as this blue iron book.

However, it is really incomprehensible, and there is also a mark of the Eastern Emperor on it, which means that the Heavenly Sword is hidden in the box and it is not guaranteed, how can it be so hasty to determine the ownership of the item.

Besides, the demon clan came in a hurry, and there were not many demon kings who came, and there were only five Qingpeng kings who were seriously injured.

Naturally, there were few people outside who dared to offend, and one of them dared to directly rob and kill the Holy Lord of the Immortal Holy Land alone.

But the Terrans are indeed nearly a hundred strong people here, and in this special environment of being suppressed, the Terrans occupy an absolute advantage, how can they give up easily?

The gray-robed old man continued:

"In the ancient land of my human race, the things in it originally belonged to the human race, and it is already a great favor to let your little bird fly in, and you still talk about things with a vague mark, it is simply unreasonable!"

The gray-robed old man's face was gloomy, and he pointed at King Qingpeng and said

"Hey, look for death!" King Qingpeng was also a violent temper, and when he heard this, he was furious and slapped it with one palm.

"Humph!"

Just now, the man drew a handprint and slapped King Qingpeng.

Rumble!

The two of them both stepped back, and the corners of the old man's mouth were bleeding, and in this place where the divine power was suppressed, the body of the demon clan occupied an innate advantage.

Everyone looked at this scene coldly, no one wanted to help, many people knew that these two people had already had hatred, and now it was just a reason to break out.

Although this gray-robed old man said things in the righteousness of the human race, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the human race and the demon race have never broken out into a major war between races.

Some racial enmity has gradually subsided, and it can be said that this is a great world of symbiosis among all races.

Therefore, when the gray-robed old man mentioned the human race just now, some people didn't care at all.

Although he was also dissatisfied with the proposal of the Qingpeng Demon King, it was just a proposal, could it be that you propose, would you just say that? Obviously, it is impossible.

In the absence of actual interests, who will intervene? Everyone hopes that the two sides will fall apart, and it is better for both sides to fall.

The Qingpeng Demon King wanted to step forward and slap the other party to death with one palm

At this time, a demon king, with fiery red hair, pulled Qing Tianpeng, who was about to erupt, and said:

"King Peng, it's really boring to fight with them, hehe, this kind of thing is really only done by the human race. ”

"Having said that, but this thing, I see who dares to take it!" said a demon king with a cruel voice.

His pupils were green, as if he could absorb all his souls.

Duan Kongkong was very excited, and kept instigating Su Yang to take the box down.

"I think it's better to rely on strength to win, lest in the end, even if you get it, you won't be able to keep the ......," said one person with a sneer.

"Well, that makes sense. Besides, the bell-shaped mark engraved with it is not necessarily the magic weapon of the Eastern Emperor, and it may not be the work of someone who reveres him. ”

"Yes, yes, exactly. ”

"The stakes are so high that it is not easy to decide who to belong to. ”

Suddenly, without saying a word, the Taixuan Holy Lord re-covered the box, and step by step, put the box back on top of the black lotus.

The crowd paused for a moment, and then went on to argue about the ownership of the item.

……

Some people talk to me like a big opera, and explain the truth in an orderly manner.

The faces of the five demon kings were gloomy, as if they were speechless because they were angry, and as if they were watching them perform.

"Have you talked enough?" said King Qingpeng's voice with the smell of gunpowder, sweeping everyone away.

Everyone was stunned, and their hearts were lit with war intent, and they were finally going to flip the table.

"What can you do if you've talked enough?

"Little bird, when the old man was roaming the world, you were still in the eggshell!" said the ghost Gongtuo of the Ink Puppet Sect.

"If you've talked enough, let's die!"

King Qingpeng drank loudly. The whole body is full of energy, like a burning furnace, shining brightly, blood and energy, like an ocean, mighty.

Rumble!

He swung his fist hard, hitting nine Tianpeng, and his mouth seemed to have nine suns, and he was just to the yang.

Instead of fetching the box, he went to the hunchbacked old man.

This hunchbacked old man is an ancestor of the Ink Puppet Sect, nicknamed the old man of the ghost worker, and the puppet technique makes it exquisite.

His back was hunched, and he looked short, as if he was shrunk into a ball.

He sneered, he had already prepared, his hands quickly sealed, and two humanoid puppets flashed in front of him.

He swiped his hands and manipulated the two golems. The two puppets looked the same as real people, but there was no emotion in their eyes.

It doesn't look popular, and even if it's realistic, people can still see at a glance that it's not a living person.

The two puppets are male and female.

Facing the ferocious nine Tianpeng, the male puppet opened his mouth very instrumentally.

A little light flashed in his mouth, then grew bigger and bigger.

With a bang, then your puppet spat out a black glow!

Then, his hands were raised slightly, his fingers magically opened, and the ten fingers flashed with light, and small black balls of light shot forward.

Little by little, the nine Tianpeng were scattered.

"Little bird, I let you run away last time, but this time I didn't have such good luck" At the same time, the old man of the ghost worker showed a sneer on his face, pinching the seal method in his hand and swiping his arm.

Suddenly, the female puppet rushed out, and a hole opened in each of the palms of each hand, and a sharp blade stretched out from the palm of the right hand.

Her left hand raised slightly, and black arrows shot out from the palm of his left hand, approaching King Qingpeng!

The two puppets are full of tricks, as if any inch of the body can attack!

"Don't be ashamed to speak up, grow old and never die!"

King Qingpeng's eyes were full of anger, and he let out a long roar, and his blood soared to the sky, as if he had scattered all the holy light in the sky.

He waved his arms, his fists flashed with blue light, and there seemed to be nine different fist marks in the void.

Bang.

His fist was the blade that smashed the female puppet, and the female puppet was smashed through several large holes and flew upside down.

The two of them fought with real fire, and they were completely immortal, and they fought on the altar and fought in an open and uninhabited place.

"Tianpeng Fist!"

At this time, there was a strange scene, and the blood qi emanating from his Heavenly Spirit Cover was extremely powerful, like a mountain, as if an ancient Kunpeng had descended into the world!

The old man of the ghost worker changed color, and the other party was forcing him with his vigorous vitality!

He took a strong breath, his body was black, and he controlled the male puppet in front of him to build a needle wall!

He is already a person who has almost half cut into the loess, where does he have such a strong vitality, but if he doesn't fight, he may be killed.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the old man was beaten out.

Suddenly, this ghost worker old man was swept away and lifeless.

The female puppet who was punched away by the Qingpeng Demon King just now seemed to be attracted by the Qingpeng Demon King, and got up from the ground, and suddenly attracted the past.

"Come on!" King Qingpeng shouted, his fist was like a round of sun, and the light was dazzling.

"Drink!"

The old man waved his hand, and the female puppet suddenly exploded.

rumble

The black light shrouded Qing Tianpeng, and short knives and arrows and other sharp blades continued to fly out of the black light, and at the same time, there was an extremely strong energy.

"Dead?"

Some people were attracted by this battle, and as a human race, they still preferred to fight the old man who was a ghost worker.

Whoosh......

A gust of wind emanated from the black light, and the black light was blown away.

A blood-stained cyan roc bird soared into the air, swallowing mountains and rivers, and its feathers were like swords, extremely sharp.

"Do they have a grudge?" Su Yang muttered as if he was stunned.

This is a legendary demon in Su Yang's cognition!

"Yes, and it's a great enemy. Zi Lingxue stood next to Su Yang, and the two of them didn't participate in any battle, but seemed to be watching a play.

(End of chapter)