The red-clothed Ding Lord named Lin Wuwu, his body floated in the air, and his induction was released, he tried to find the man and the two women, but they disappeared completely.

The matter is not small.

Lin Wuwu looked at his junior brother's metal pendant, groaned slightly, and quickly took out a puppet snail from his sleeve and briefly reported the situation here to his master.

...

The other side.

The golden-armored male man was standing in the center of the battlefield, and the metal behind him was no longer solid, but liquid or even gaseous, rapidly splitting, reuniting, and shaping, turning into a thousand spears, spanning the space, hovering above his head.

Each spear is made of Jiuding real gold, and the molten slurry flows, faintly revealing the howls of many demon spirits.

As the Molten Emperor's palm pressed down, the spear was like lightning, attacking the opposite side.

Opposite side.

It was an old man wrapped in green smoke and wearing a bone crown on his head.

This old man is also terrifying, the green smoke around him seems to be alive, constantly changing, filled with the smell of decay and dizziness, and the green smoke is unpredictable and has different shades.

Turning into blood-red mouths, they attacked each other with those scorching golden spears.

Boom Boom Boom!

The battle between the two actually had the effect of two armies fighting.

But both of them stood still, as if they were fighting for supernatural powers.

The disciples behind the two had already died down, watching the Xeon on their side fighting.

The Central Plains.

Good and evil are not mutually exclusive.

In this world, contradictions are everywhere.

The struggle for hegemony among the kings of various countries.

Good and evil are incompatible.

The yang and the yin cannot coexist.

It's all true.

This contradiction can never be reconciled.

Even if there is no grudge or grudge, it is a fight of life and death.

And it is clear that this old man has a very high status among the demons.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this with the Molten Emperor.

They are no longer ordinary people can imagine.

If you follow the realm, it is to the extent of the outer heavens.

But the two of them have already known by now that it makes little sense for them to continue fighting like this, you can't kill me, and I can't kill you.

It depends on whether the disciples in the sect can play some strange roles.

Ying Yu suddenly felt the message coming from the puppet snail in his arms, and frowned.

Behind him, a thousand spears suddenly merged, shooting forward, the space seemed to be torn apart, and there was a faint roar of demons mixed with spirits.

The green smoke old man with the bone crown did not move, raised his hand, and the thousands of giant mouths were also transformed into a green deformed thing, full of infinite corrosive feelings.

The two collide.

The metal and venom exploded, and they shot wildly.

The sky is full of gold and green.

The air shield that the two of them held up at the same time blocked the metal and venom separately.

So the aftermath didn't hurt the disciples behind the two.

The Melting Emperor raised his hand: "Evil Demon Outer Dao, in the coming day, this emperor will definitely strangle you!"

The old man of the Bone Crown said intrinsically: "Hypocrisy, it really smells of hypocrisy from top to bottom, obviously you have something urgent, right? ”

The Molten Emperor snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, chase after you!"

With that, his figure turned into a ray of light and shot away into the distance.

The powerhouses of their level have an agreement, that is, unless they provoke, they will never kill the ordinary disciples in the other sect...

Otherwise, you kill all my disciples, I kill all your disciples, and the lonely family is fighting, isn't it interesting?

This is a rule that the strong follow silently.

It's a mutual thing.

The two of them swept away like shooting stars.

The original location was like an apocalyptic scene, with potholes and no grass left.

But good and evil are incompatible, and the disciples of Jiuding Palace and the disciples of the demonic transcendent forces fought together again.

It is king against king, general against general, soldier against soldier!

It was dark.

Dusk under the moon.

The Molten Emperor swept rapidly.

The old man of the Bone Crown was really curious, although it was an endless game, but he had never seen the Molten Emperor like this, as if he was looking for someone?

So the old man came out with a negative measurement: "Your daughter ran away again?"

The Molten Emperor said angrily: "Your daughter just ran away!"

The old man snorted coldly: "The old man's daughter is not like your daughter. ”

The Molten Emperor was silent.

The two are mortal enemies, but because of this, they know each other's family situation well.

This old man with the bone crown is a famous old demon emperor, his daughter is beautiful and moving, decisive in killing, and has a ranking on the Luo Shen list, and has reached the point of passing through the two heavens, and the talent is so strong that it is not much worse than the two of them.

The two of them hurried in a northwesterly direction.

A sweep is a small half a day.

The moon is in the sky.

The cold light of late autumn poured down, illuminating the two people walking wildly on the ground and in the mountains and forests.

Suddenly.

The Molten Emperor seemed to sense something, and his body froze, and then refracted to the ground.

The Old Demon Emperor naturally sensed it, and he showed curiosity.

On the ground were a man and two women.

Three strings of hares were roasting on the campfire, the man was spinning a wooden pole, one of the two women was resting silently against the tree, and the other was leaning against the man and watching him barbecue.

The fat of the fat hare fell into the fire, causing a rising flame and licking the rabbit's meat.

And his cheeks were red by the firelight, and in the cold of late autumn in the deep mountains, it showed a warmth that was incompatible with the surrounding night.

Boom!!

The golden-armored man had already fallen to the ground, looked in the direction of the bonfire, spread his hands, stepped forward, and said loudly: "Brother!! It's my brother's poor hospitality, I can't help it!"

Apparently, he had understood what had happened from the puppet snail before.

In the air, the Old Demon Emperor was suddenly frightened.

He knew that the Molten Emperor had a sworn brother, but that lord was a monster, and if his brother was here, he would immediately run away now.

But...

This boy doesn't look like that.

He floated in the air against the wind, his eyes swept over the young man's face, and he was stunned again.

So young, this is really young, not the kind of youth that the old monster rejuvenated and dressed up to be.

The Old Demon Emperor has a special mystical method, which is just right to be recognized.

Although this mystic method does not have an attack effect, it can select good seedlings for the demon gate!

"It's... This is twenty years old at most, right? A boy younger than his own daughter is actually the brother of the Molten Emperor?!"

The old Demon Emperor's eyes are about to pop out.

His mind was now filled with only one question:

Who is this teenager?

The young man is no better than these old guys, and his concept is still unstable, can he be pulled into my demon gate?

Do whatever it takes!

After thinking about it, he was not in a hurry to leave.

Anyway, if he wants to leave, unless he is much higher than him and crushes him with the simplest and most brutal Xuan Qi, he will not be able to stay.

Boom!!

The Old Demon Emperor simply fell to the ground, and the Bone Crown was removed, revealing a rather majestic and often smiling old man's face.

The sideburns are slightly white, flowing backwards, with a graceful and suave air.

And in the midst of the churning in his sleeves, he actually took out a jar of wine like a trick.

The altar was a thousand-year-old cold jade altar, exuding a trace of white snake-like cold air in the moonlight.

Smell it again.

The chill was indescribably mellow.

The smell of wine seeps out of the altar, and its beauty can be seen.

The Old Demon Emperor approached with a smile and raised his voice, "There is meat and no wine, don't you think there is something wrong with the little brother?"

Molten Emperor Huo Ran got up, and as soon as he raised his hand, a huge ball of metal solution formed behind him, and the surrounding air seemed to burn.

But soon, he put it away again, for he saw the two girls beside his brother looking very uncomfortable.

These two girls are still in the True Yuan Realm, and they can't withstand the aftermath of a strong fight like them at close range.

And in this effort, the old demon emperor has already conjured two cold jade wine glasses, and even poured two glasses of wine, looked at the young man with a smile, and said with a bow: "The wine country does not distinguish between friends and enemies, the old man pours wine for you, and the little brother appreciates his face?"

He...

In front of the foolish, he was digging the foot of the wall openly!!