Every voice seemed to go straight to everyone's hearts, as if ringing in their ears, making each of them look at everything in the void as if they were dumbfounded.

"Envoy Liu represents the Nanwu Immortal Sect... But these demon clans still didn't have any hesitation, saying that if they killed Emperor Xuan, they would kill Emperor Xuan, and if they said that they would slap, they would slap! It's horrible!"

"Don't they care about the Immortal Sect powerhouse who is about to descend at all? That must also be the existence of a group of powerful Emperor Realms! Moreover, this place is the Heavenly Star Realm, aren't these demon clans afraid of being left behind, and they won't be able to leave at all?"

"This woman in white actually called Mo Lingxuan the master, so it seems that this Mo Lingxuan is not simple!"

After a short shock, there were only terrifying voices one after another in this space, and everyone stared at Murong Xian'er in amazement, and finally fell on Mo Lingxuan's body.

They were even more puzzled in their hearts, wondering what kind of identity and background these people were!

These demon clan women in the Emperor Realm actually obeyed the orders of a young woman in white, and this woman in white directly called Mo Lingxuan 'master'!

The amount of information is difficult for them to accept, and they don't know what the situation is.

"You... You guys..."

The slap was still ringing, and at the same time, it was mixed with Yoo Do-won's words that had become fragmented and indistinct.

At this moment, his face was already swollen like a pig's head, as if he had been stunned, with deep slap marks on both sides, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his white hair was messy, like a madman.

And in Liu Daoyuan's heart, there was only endless killing intent, and being slapped like this in front of the major forces in the Heavenly Star Realm made him only have a feeling of shamelessness, and it was the first time he was so humiliated!

He wanted to rebel, but in the face of these Venerable Emperor Realm demon clan women, he felt a deep powerlessness and was suppressed to the death.

The face of the Lord of the Northern Hell Hall was extremely ugly, as if he was going to secretly hide in the crowd, for fear of being discovered by Mo Lingxuan.

Even Liu Daoyuan, the old hall master of the Northern Underworld and the envoy of the Immortal Sect, who was regarded by him as a powerful backer, was slapped like this in front of everyone at this moment, and he had no power to fight back at all.

There is no need to doubt it at all, as long as Mo Lingxuan gives an order, these terrifying women of the demon clan will probably not hesitate at all, just like killing the previous four great immortal sect Xuan Emperors, and wipe him out!

"Huh?"

However, it backfired, and the more the core participants such as the Lord of the Northern Hades Temple wanted to sneak away from this gap, they were noticed by Mo Lingxuan, Murong Xian'er and others.

"Where to go?"

Murong Xian'er's cold voice sounded, and several Vermilion Bird Clan powerhouses understood, and they descended on their surroundings in an instant, sealing all the retreat space.

This also made the Lord of the Northern Hades Hall and some other Xuanhuang Realm characters who had participated in the battle instantly turn to ashes.

Several Emperor Realms personally descended to intercept them, so they had no chance of escaping.

The lords of the Northern Hell Hall didn't know what Murong Xian'er would do with them, but they knew that there would definitely be no good end...

Now, we can only hope that those powerhouses of the Nanwu Immortal Sect will come soon, maybe only in this way can there be a glimmer of life.

"What to do?"

After a while, the cold color on Murong Xian'er's beautiful cheeks was no longer there, her eyes turned to Mo Lingxuan's body, and she said softly.

When facing Mo Lingxuan, she looked like a little woman.

And Murong Xian'er obviously listened to Mo Lingxuan's attitude, which really shocked many people present again, and their eyes converged on Mo Lingxuan's body one by one, as if they were waiting to see how he would decide.

"Kill all those who have just joined the war. ”

Under the convergence of everyone's eyes, they saw Mo Lingxuan muttering for a moment, and the majestic voice sounded at the right time.

It was like the voice of death, and it pronounced their life and death in one word.

Several Vermilion Bird Clan powerhouses bowed slightly, because of Murong Xian'er's relationship, they would naturally listen to Mo Lingxuan's words.

After all, what he said was no different from what Murong Xian'er said.

Moreover, they had all heard of Mo Lingxuan's mystery a long time ago, and even Qian Yuxi valued the man behind Murong Xian'er even more.

Clusters of terrifying Vermilion Bird flames condensed in the hands of all Suzaku women, and the terrifying temperature and laws faintly distorted and burned the space.

Seeing this, the faces of the masters of the Northern Hades Hall had become extremely ugly, and they hurriedly spoke: "No, you can't kill us, we are under the command of the Southern Immortal Sect, you can't overstep your bounds!"

"The powerhouse of the Immortal Sect will arrive soon, even if they want to deal with it, maybe wait for them to deal with it!"

Panicked voices rang out in the space.

Every person in the Xuanhuang Realm who was high up in the past seemed to be crazy at this moment.

In the face of absolute strength and death, they only have fear in their hearts, even if they are Xuanhuang Realm figures, they still can't keep calm.

"Boom..."

And just when the powerhouses of the Vermilion Bird Clan were about to make a move to wipe out these people, there was a sudden roar in the distant sky, making the space tremble.

"Who is the demon clan, how dare you kill my people from the Nanwu Immortal Sect in the Heavenly Star Realm!"

A majestic voice came, also like a superior person, overlooking the common people, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

As soon as the words fell, a stream of light and shadow instantly descended like a god, majestic and powerful, just like the Suzaku clan, there were seven or eight people, and all of them were the existence of the Emperor Realm!

The first person was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, and the aura emanating from his body was even more powerful, making people feel palpitations.

This person is a strong man who respects the peak of the Emperor Realm, and his name is what power. Moreover, it is a golden-robed elder with a more respected status in the Nanwu Immortal Sect, and his status is not comparable to that of an ordinary silver-robed elder like Liu Daoyuan.

His gaze swept a glance at the Starfall Battlefield below, and finally landed on Liu Daoyuan, whose old face was now swollen into a pig's head and was extremely difficult to distinguish, and his eyes did not show too many waves.

The selection of the Immortal Sect was messed up by Liu Daoyuan, and he was naturally extremely dissatisfied.

However, now that there is the Xuanhuang Realm of the Southern Immortal Sect, the demon clan has been wiped out, and this is what they must deal with first.

"Ho... Elder He, you're finally here!"

"It turned out to be the golden-robed elder, haha, we are saved. ”

On the other hand, Liu Daoyuan and the North Hell Hall Lord and others, when they saw He Quan and his party, even though they were ecstatic, they respectfully bowed down to He Quan and the others, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

Because they knew that in the Nanwu Immortal Sect, there could be many ordinary silver-robed elders, as long as they respected the Emperor Realm.

But the golden-robed elders are different, there are only ten people in total, and each of them is the peak existence of the Emperor Realm second only to the immortals!

"It's all over, this place is the Heavenly Star Realm, when will it be your turn to be presumptuous!"

"You still dare to slap this seat, if you don't enter today, you will stay here, and that kid will die!"

At this moment, Liu Daoyuan was already laughing wildly, as if he was overjoyed, and flew from hell to the clouds in an instant.

He Quan's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't pay attention to this unsuccessful sect person, but slowly stared at Murong Xian'er and the others.

But after a closer look, his face instantly changed drastically: "Zhu... Suzaku Clan!?"