"It's not just the Red Dragon King, it's all of us decided," King Qingluan said stiffly.

"Give me a reason," the Red Dragon King slowly took a step forward.

The breath of the king of the slashing path was released without reservation, and the shocked Qingluan King's expression changed greatly.

At this time, a reddish-brown figure appeared out of thin air and stood in front of King Qingluan.

The Red Dragon King, the nephew of the Red Dragon Elder Dao is here!

He bowed to the old red dragon and saluted: "Uncle, you are here." ”

Chilong Lao Dao glanced at it: "Give me a suitable reason, why do you want to do this?" ”

The Red Dragon King nodded and spoke: "The people of the Primordial Lake have taken a fancy to the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, and the Demon Clan's imperial skills must not fall into the hands of the Taigu Clan. ”

"That's it?" A meaningful smile appeared on the face of the Red Dragon Old Dao.

"Pang Bo only has a trace of demon blood, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a complete human race, and the emperor art of the demon race cannot fall into the hands of the human race," the Red Dragon King said softly.

"Open your mouth and close your mouth are all demon clans, it's really righteous and awe-inspiring," the corners of the Qingjiao King's mouth flashed with a sneering arc:

"When Yan Ruyu, the descendant of the Young Emperor, was hunted down and killed, you didn't seem to have helped, right?"

"We were in retreat," King Qingluan blurted out.

"So coincidentally, they're all in retreat?" The Frog King sneered.

"Back then, the matter was urgent, and the Terrans blocked the information, and we didn't know about it, and it didn't make any sense to talk about these old things," the Red Dragon King began.

"Looks like you're going to do it to Pombo?" The voice of the old red dragon is still peaceful.

"I can guarantee him a peaceful second half of his life," the Red Dragon King said.

"Pombo, what do you think?" The Red Dragon Old Dao asked Pang Bo again.

"I, Pombo, don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of things, friends come with good wine, jackals come with sticks," Pombo was not afraid.

"Pombo, are you targeting me?" The Wolf King's face suddenly sank.

"I'm not targeting you," Pombo shook his finger, "but all of you here, all of you are rubbish." ”

"Good, good, good," the wolf king said three good words in a row, to duel with Pombo.

"Yes," the Red Dragon Old Dao agreed for Pang Bo.

"A few of you keep saying that Pang Bo can't keep the ancient scriptures of the Green Emperor, then prove it to me, if even he can't be defeated, don't embarrass the demon clan."

"This ......" The wolf king was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the old man of the red dragon would raise the duel to the level of the demon clan with a single word.

If it had been seven or eight years ago, he would have been able to slap Pang Bo to death.

But over the years, Pang Bo has gnawed on the coffin lid, and has been fighting with the ancient clan for many years, and his strength has risen too fast, and he is no longer sure of defeating him.

"I'm fine," Pang Bo glanced at the Red Dragon Dao gratefully, knowing that this was the best way to do it right now.

"In the end, he is the descendant of the Demon Emperor, and he has courage," the old man of the red dragon nodded and looked at the wolf king: "What about you?" ”

"There is no objection, but this matter is my idea, and I will fight," the Red Dragon King began.

He is a little stronger than the other demon kings, and he is the best able to convince the people.

"Okay, you win, Pang Bo hand over everything he inherited from the Qing Emperor, Pang Bo wins, you let him go, and never mention this matter again," the old red dragon said.

No one objected, walked out, and went outside for a decisive battle.

At this time, the battle between the Peacock King and the Bat King was nearing its end.

"The stars shine in the sky!" The Peacock King shouted loudly and performed one of the most terrifying visions of antiquity.

Stars appeared in the sky, and the big stars were brighter than the sun, making this ancient battlefield almost burn, full of terrifying fluctuations like an ocean.

The Bat King tried his best to resist, but the difference in strength was too great, and he was covered in blood and defeated.

If it weren't for the mercy of the Peacock King, he would not have a chance of survival.

Pang Bo stepped forward to thank him: "Thank you seniors for your help, and then hand it over to the juniors." ”

The Peacock King had already learned about the battle from the Frog King, and patted Pang Bo on the back without saying anything.

The speed of the Red Dragon King was extremely fast, silent, like a ghost.

As soon as he came up, he used a special trick to imprint multiple black holes in the void.

With the help of the black hole, he shuttled through the void, and instantly appeared behind Pang Bo, stretched out his palm, and slapped Pang Bo's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Pang Bo roared, his whole body was full of energy, radiant, and his blood was surging, like an ocean.

A fist shadow appeared behind him, blocking the Red Dragon King's attack.

Subsequently, the two fought together, their figures changed, and each used a special move, both trying to defeat the other.

Hundreds of rounds later, Pang Bo was slapped out by the Red Dragon King with a palm, spitting blood and suffering serious injuries.

"Pang Bo, your talent is indeed good, but when I dominated the world, you were not born yet, you are not my opponent!"

The Red Dragon King took advantage of the victory to pursue, not giving Pang Bo any respite.

He threw another punch, and the momentum sank hard, although there was no magic light, but it carried an invincible momentum.

"Boom!"

Pang Bo was knocked out again, his whole body was cracked, his body was broken, and blood flowed out one by one.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Prince and the others all clenched the weapons in their hands, ready to rescue Pang Bo at any time.

At the same time, he is very jealous of the combat power of the Red Dragon King, Pang Bo is the descendant of the Demon Emperor and can behead the Holy Lord.

But at this moment, he was actually beaten like this by the Red Dragon King, which was even more dangerous than when he fought with the Taigu Clan.

"He is worthy of the Red Dragon King, he is already among the top demon kings!"

"Pang Bo's progress is also very fast, and he can actually fight with the Red Dragon King for so many rounds!"

The little demons discussed in private, thinking that the Red Dragon King was too powerful, and Pang Bo's defeat was inevitable.

"Don't be stubborn, you can't be my opponent," the Red Dragon King stepped forward.

"This is just the beginning," Pang Bo was surging with demonic energy, and the injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't cry when you don't see the coffin, since you are obsessed, then I will beat you until you are convinced," the Red Dragon King shot again.

"I'm not going to lose," Pang Bo was angry and glowing all over.

"The duck has a hard mouth!"

At this moment, the Red Dragon King's aura suddenly became extremely terrifying.

His qi and blood were even more vigorous than Pang Bo's, and the red flames erupted like an ocean, completely submerging the void.

"Demon Emperor Nine Slashes - Destroy the Earth!"

Two black flames shot out of Pang Bo's eyes, emitting a terrifying heat, and even the void burned and collapsed.

Black Flame collided with Red Flame, causing a terrible collapse.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang on the battlefield, and a terrifying burst of light erupted, engulfing both of them, forming a terrifying scene of great destruction.

"Red Dragon King ......"

"Pombo ......"

……。

At the same time, in the Northern Regions, Gu Xiaofan stared at the demi-saint in front of him and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I've been pursuing comfort all my life, and I like to be at peace with what happens, that's my obsession......"