"Daoist Hongjun, what's going on?" Qilin endured the grief in his heart, turned around and asked Hongjun: "When this kind of thing happens, why don't I wait for a little warning?"

The other would-be saints who arrived later also cast puzzled glances.

Hongjun walked straight towards the space passage, and a cold voice came: "I am in the calamity, so the heavenly machine closes by itself, and it is a matter of calamity, and it can't be counted at all." ”

After speaking, Hongjun was already standing in front of the space passage, and he turned around and asked, "Which fellow Daoist is willing to follow the poor Dao for a while, the king of desolate beasts who is about to enter the sub-saint?"

A quasi-saint said one after another: "Go together!"

I didn't go directly to kill the desolate beast before, just because I didn't want to involve too many catastrophes, but now that my subordinates and descendants have been slaughtered so much, how can I do it if I don't fight it.

......

In the Northern Wilderness, the sky is still dark.

The King of the Desolate Beasts fell to the ground, far from the exit of the canyon.

At this time, in the land of the Northern Wilderness, there was no desolate beast except for the king of desolate beasts, and all the desolate beasts were sent back to the north of the Northern Desolate by it.

The king of the desolate beasts resembles a tiger wolf, with sharp claws like a dragon, the original dark scale armor on his body has turned red gold at this time, the dark mane on his back has also turned pure white, the tail is like a red steel whip, and the six eyes shoot out a golden light, shining brightly, a dark golden sharp horn on his head is facing forward, and two thick dragon horns above the eyebrow bone are pointing obliquely upwards and pointing backwards.

It wagged its tail leisurely, unhurried or slow, waiting for someone from the other side.

It also knew that this sudden slaughter of nearly 10 billion monks had finally succeeded in entering the sub-sage, which could be regarded as a great cause and effect.

If it was an ordinary place on the other side, it would have gone directly to kill the Quasi-Saint with its absolute strength, and ended the cause and effect.

But on the opposite side is Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Spine, where the strong gather, it is not easy to mess with.

So it can only wait for the person on the other side to come over, and then end the cause and effect.

After a moment, the King of the Desolate Beasts looked solemn, no longer as leisurely as before, and slowly took two steps forward like a dragon's claws against the ground.

In the passage of the canyon, Hongjun Dao people slowly walked out with a group of quasi-saints.

Although they had expected it for a long time, when they saw the momentum of the king of desolate beasts like an ancient god, his six eyes scanned everyone, and the terrifying qi machine oppressed the heavens and the earth, the quasi-saints couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, and many quasi-saints looked at the Hongjun Dao people, and they didn't know if this Dao Master could subdue this king of desolate beasts.

"You people, you really dare to come here. The King of the Desolate Beasts spoke, and his voice sounded like it sounded in the ears of a group of would-be saints, and it seemed to resound through the heavens and the earth.

After the innate gods and demons transformed into the form of the Dao body, they called themselves Taoists, which has existed since the chaos, so the people that Hong Huang said at this time refer to these transformation monks, and in some special cases, especially high-end monks.

"King of the Desolate Beasts, you indulge the brute beasts and slaughter all the monks, today, if you don't give us an explanation, you will definitely not be able to get out of this northern wilderness. The unicorn was furious.

"Hahaha!" the King of the Desolate Beasts laughed out loud.

"Since the passage was opened, counting today, you and other monks have only lost tens of billions, and my desolate beast lineage has lost more than 100 billion, who slaughtered whom?" The angry roar of the king of desolate beasts continued to echo.

Can this be the same? A group of would-be saints glared angrily, your desolate beasts are all killing machines without intelligence.

"Besides, the land of the Northern Wilderness is so big, I will definitely not go out today. The King of the Desolate Beasts looked at the Qilin and said faintly.

The unicorn was furious, he clapped his hands, and a large seal appeared in his hand.

At the same time, the five quasi-saints from the Qilin clan all came to protect him.

Qilin slapped the big seal into his forehead, and suddenly, his momentum rose rapidly!

Qilin was originally a quasi-saint Great Perfection, at this moment, his momentum was like a rainbow, and in a moment it was a sub-saint aura, and his power was extremely powerful, forcing the surrounding quasi-saints to retreat one after another, and Hongjun had already retreated far aside.

The quasi-saints around were dumbfounded, some of their faces sank like water, and some of their eyes lit up.

Guy, they all figured out what was going on.

Luck!

This is the Qi Luck Treasure of the Qilin Clan's collective Qi Luck Refining, once it is achieved, the Qilin Clan will inevitably go to the next level.

But unfortunately, it is still far from refining.

After looking at it solemnly for a moment, it seemed to have discovered something, and it became relaxed again.

"There is no spirit and power of Yasheng, but there is no consciousness of will of Yasheng, it is just a showcase. The King of Desolate Beasts said lightly, and the obvious relaxed look in his six eyes made the Qilin even more angry in his heart.

In his senses, he was extremely strong at this time, and the quasi-saints around him were all too weak to look good, even the Hongjun Dao people on the field and the king of the desolate beasts on the opposite side were not as strong as him!

"The earth is too small, let's go to the sky and try it!" Qilin snorted coldly, and directly moved to the high heaven a billion kilometers above the ground, which was already close to the first Tiangang.

The quasi-saints and Hongjun who stayed in place also moved up one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of vibrations sounded in the sky, and the group of quasi-saints who had just moved up only saw thousands of unicorn golden-red figures constantly besieging the king of desolate beasts, which was a phenomenon that was extremely fast.

The king of the desolate beasts kept changing his body, and then attacked from the unicorn one after another.

In this level of fighting, it is very dangerous to rashly move space, if it is not necessary, you cannot move space, otherwise once you are interfered with by the enemy, I am afraid that you will fall to the edge of the space at the bottom and lose yourself.

Every time Kirin attacked, he let out a terrifying whistling sound, but his speed was far faster than the speed of sound, so much so that the scene was like watching a movie with out of sync.

Until the Qilin's frantic attack stopped, and a dense roar came out.

A group of quasi-saint bosses were silent, they were frightened by the terrifying strength of the sub-saint, they estimated that in a moment just now, the Qilin and the King of Desolate Beasts had fought more than 30 million times, and in just a moment, the Qilin's trajectory was probably 300 million kilometers!

What's more, the force of each blow is extremely terrifying, and it is definitely a real overwhelming mountain and a shattering of the stars.

Think of the mountains in the desolate land, and the stars in the desolate sky.

They have about a few points in their hearts, and if they really want to fight, they can't bear Yasheng for a hit or two!

Moreover, the battle between Yasheng and Yasheng is fought hundreds of thousands of times per second, and the end is extremely terrifying.

At this time, you can see the importance of magic weapons.

The strength of the Qilin is definitely far behind the King of Desolate Beasts, but relying on a treasure of luck, he can actually fight with the King of Desolate Beasts.

However, the King of the Beasts did not see it that way.

He looked at the Qilin leisurely, "Do you think you are very strong, do you think you really have a sub-saint cultivation?"

The Qilin didn't speak, his face was solemn, and the defense of the King of Desolate Beasts was not leaky, and he couldn't attack it at all.

"Let me see—"

The King of the Desolate Beasts suddenly disappeared in place!

The terrifying blow of "hiss !!" was accompanied by an even more terrifying frequency, and in an instant, the king of the beasts appeared in front of the Qilin, and launched nearly a million attacks, and the Qilin only came and received 400,000 attacks, and carried 600,000 attacks.

"Ya-" The faint voice of the King of the Desolate Beasts continued.

Hundreds of thousands of desolate beast kings suddenly stepped out of the void, and in the unbelievable eyes of the Qilin, 100,000 attacks suddenly came!

"Boom!"

The terrifying sound and energy fluctuations distorted the surrounding void, and nothing could be seen outside.

"Saint!"

The King of the Beasts' voice fell.

A broken figure quickly fell from the sky.

Hongjun beckoned, took the Qilin back, and handed it into the hands of Qigu, and a group of Qilin quasi-saints hurriedly protected it.

Between heaven and earth, the voice of the king of desolate beasts was still echoing faintly.

Ya Sheng!

Yasheng ——!