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"Hmm......" Ye Ning'er immediately looked at Xiao Ya after sending Xuan Yue away,

"Xiao Ya, what about you?"

"The disciple is willing to go with the master to participate in the battle of the god king!" Xiao Ya walked to Ye Ning'er's side and smiled gently.

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"I also participate, although I don't want to be an enemy of you, but in front of the throne of the god king, once we really get to that point, we will become enemies, and then you and I don't want to release water, we all rely on what we have learned in our lives to compete for the position of the god king!" Xia Lanxue, the lord of water, walked in front of Ye Ning'er, and looked at Ye Ning'er's heavenly pupil without fear, and her eyes also flashed with a strong fighting intent.

After all, there is only one throne of the god king, and everyone will be their competitors at that time, no matter what the relationship is, they will meet each other at the last moment, this is the cruelty of the battle between the god king.

"Damn Lord of Time, I won't let you go!" The Lord of Thunder glared at Ye Ning'er angrily, murderous, because it was because of Ye Ning'er that his realm fell to the realm of the lower immortal, otherwise in this battle between the god kings, the possibility of his success in the battle would also be greatly improved.

However, although he hated Ye Ning'er, now was not the time to entangle with Ye Ning'er, he directly rushed towards the cross void crack with thunder on his feet, and disappeared into it.

Seeing the Lord of Thunder act, the Lord of Water, the Lord of Life, and the Lord of Time all turned into streamers, and they rushed into the crack of the Cross Void not to be left behind.

"Then, it's time for me to act, Zhimeng, Xiaotong, Leng Yue, Murong Xiyao, what are the four of you going to do?" Mochizuki turned his head to look at the four of them.

"I haven't reached the realm of the Holy Monarch, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate, but Mochizuki, you only have the realm of the Holy Monarch, isn't it too dangerous to participate in the battle of the god king?" Xia Zhimeng looked at Mochizuki worriedly.

"You, don't go!" Leng Yue also grabbed Mochizuki's wrist, he only had nine turns of the skyfall, and he was completely surpassed by Mochizuki, and he didn't know what opportunity Mochizuki had gotten, and he was able to surpass him so much, which made him a big pressure to be an elder brother.

"How is Brother Xinchen now?" asked Qiu Yitong with a worried expression. Mochizuki smiled and touched Qiu Yitong's little head, and said with a smile,

"Your Xinchen brother is very safe now, but this place is the Demon Palace, you should enter my thirty-three heavenly beads first, and I will send you out!"

"Are you really going?!" Leng Yue said unwillingly. Looking at the forehead of the moon,

"Although I only have a mid-rank Saint Monarch now, I am only a thin line away from the Upper Saint Monarch, I can break through at any time, so I have the power to fight with those immortals, and I also have the power to fight, the God King is very important to me, I will not give up!" Leng Yue's eyes flickered, and he grabbed Mochizuki's wrist harder and harder, he was afraid that as long as he let go, it would be the last time he saw Leng Yue, thinking of this, he took one hand behind him, and the dark tide of the ice law surged, since he couldn't verbally persuade Mochizuki to give up, then for her safety, he would also use violence to stop Mochizuki from competing for the position of God King.

…… In the void somewhere in the Nine Grievances Demon Palace, there were two people standing in the air, one of them was dressed in green clothes, quiet as the bright moon, and his temperament was beyond the world, like a god, he was staring at the heavenly spirit demigod in front of him.

"Lord of the Wind: Gu Miao Feng, why are you still alive!" the Heavenly Spirit Demigod stared at Gu Miao Feng in front of him and snorted.

This Gu Miao Feng is the master of the wind of the previous generation, but Gu Miao Feng should have been killed by Mingtian Rakshasa ten thousand years ago, why did this Gu Miao Feng actually appear in front of her completely, and he was promoted to the realm of demigods.

Gu Miaofeng smiled freely,

"You have robbed me of the Cyclone Seat, do you think I can continue to be indifferent?" Gu Miaofeng said as he raised his head, staring at the Cross Void crack not far away, and laughed wildly,

"I didn't expect that I had just come in, and there was a god-king dispute that I had been looking forward to for tens of thousands of years, this is God bless me to become a new generation of god-kings, originally I just wanted to get back my whirlwind seat this time, but I changed my mind, the heavenly spirit demigod, you and I will be at the end of the god-king dispute! After Gu Miaofeng said this, the wind swept up, passing the Heavenly Spirit Demigod and heading towards the Demon Palace's secret vault, the Heavenly Spirit Demigod did not stop Gu Miaofeng, but after hesitating for a while, he turned into a purple light and rushed into the sky, rushing into the cross void crack.

As a demigod, she naturally can't miss this god-king battle. But to be honest, the battle between the gods and kings this time was too sudden, listening to what the previous Lord of Thunder said, it was actually Ye Ning'er who made up for the law sealing source array and started this battle of the gods and kings early, which was really a bit unprepared.

———————— Hoohoo...... In the secret vault of the Demon Palace, Mochizuki also discovered Leng Yue's small movements, and when he was about to strike first, suddenly a violent wind surged, and a fierce Gang wind swept out of their sky, where this Gang wind swept, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and the space was shattered, which was extremely terrifying.

"You...... Are you an ancestor!!" Murong Xiyao shouted in disbelief as if she had seen a ghost, staring at Gu Miaofeng who was standing against the wind.

She is no longer familiar with Gu Miaofeng, because more than six hundred years ago, it was Gu Miaofeng who rescued her from the family that was exterminated, and brought it into the Nine Heavens Holy Land, giving her the seat of the Spiral Hurricane, it can be said that she has the strength and status she has now, it is entirely because of Gu Miaofeng.

It's just that after Gu Miaofeng gave her the seat of the Whirling Hurricane, she disappeared, and she didn't see it again until today, so she was so surprised.

Gu Miaofeng glanced at the remaining Lord of the Elven Seat, and finally locked his gaze on Murong Xiyao,

"The time has come, Murong Xiyao, your mission as the Pseudo-Wind Lord will come to an end today!"

"Old ...... Ancestor, what do you mean by this?" Murong Xiyao felt that she was almost unable to suppress the Cyclone Seat in her body, and the Cyclone Throne was about to move in her body, as if she was about to break through the restriction and leave her body.

The corners of Gu Miaofeng's mouth hooked,

"Let your death be understood! You've always been just a container, a vessel on the Throne of the Purifying Hurricane, tainted with the cursed blood of the God-King!"

"What!" Murong Xiyao still couldn't believe it, she couldn't accept that this elder who treated her like her own daughter actually spoke to her in such a tone.

Leng Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so she withdrew the ice system law beside her, and sighed to Murong Xiyao,

"I once heard a senior in the Feng clan say that 10,000 years ago, Gu Miaofeng, the Lord of the Wind, and the Demon Palace Lord Mingtian Rakshasa had a monstrous battle, the two were not separated, and finally Mingtian Rakshasa used the cursed divine blood of the Ghost God King to taint the Whirlwind Seat, causing the Spirit of the Whirlwind Seat to be greatly reduced, and Gu Miaofeng was defeated and died!" Leng Yue said and glanced at Gu Miaofeng,

"It seems that you didn't fall back then, but deceived everyone by cheating your death, and found Murong Xiyao to purify the cursed blood of the god king on the throne of the whirlwind hurricane with your own life, and you have been dormant for tens of thousands of years, what a deep scheming!"