"Torture War!"

Seeing the man in the sky, the dragon sacrifice looked extremely ugly, the person who was struggling in the long river of demonic energy, but the people of his Dragon God Palace, the torture battle was so high-profile, this was a provocation to the dignity of the Dragon God Palace, the voice of the dragon sacrifice was extremely cold, and the words contained terrible anger.

"Dragon Festival!"

"Why are you so loud? Am I wrong about what I said in the criminal battle? You Dragon God Palace, you have come thousands of miles here to arrest my son-in-law, isn't it looking for death? Dragon God Palace is really domineering!"

The torture battle suspended in the sky, with a clench of his fist, directly turned the figure in the long river of demonic qi into nothingness, and directly ignored the murderous gaze of the dragon sacrifice.

"Humph!"

"Torture Zhan, you should tell me who is your son-in-law here!"

The voice of the dragon sacrifice was like a thousand years of ice, and the torture battle to kill the people of the Dragon God Palace made the dragon sacrifice furious, but right now, the capture of Ye Wushuang was a big deal, and he didn't want to provoke the torture war.

But in the eyes of the Dragon Sacrifice, the majesty of the Dragon God Palace cannot be humiliated.

Xing Zhan didn't answer the Dragon Sacrifice, and the three rivers of demonic qi under his body disappeared, and his body appeared in front of Ye Wushuang like lightning.

"Ten Thousand Battles God Palace, King Shura's torture battle, meet the son!"

The cold-bloodedness and domineering of the torture war disappeared, and he said extremely respectfully.

"Childe?"

Hearing the words of the torture battle, Ye Wushuang was shocked.

Seeing Ye Wushuang's puzzlement, the criminal battle said, the palace master of the Ten Thousand Battles God Palace, black and skyless.

"Black, Black!"

Hearing the words of the torture battle, Ye Wushuang's eyes showed surprise, he didn't expect that Hei Bo would actually be the palace master of the Ten Thousand Battles Divine Palace.

"Seniors, please get up, how can the younger generations be, where are the qualifications to let the seniors worship?"

Ye Wushuang hurriedly helped the torture battle up.

"Childe is childe, stand my worship!"

"However, the son was seriously injured, it was the fault of King Shura, and anyone who bullied my Divine Palace would be killed, not to mention that it was the young master of my Divine Palace. ”

"Young master, wait a minute, before returning to the Divine Palace, I need to kill these people first, otherwise outsiders will think that I am a person from the Ten Thousand Battles Divine Palace, and I can bully as much as I want!"

"Whoosh!"

King Shura was tortured, and his body instantly fell ten meters in front of the dragon sacrifice, and his eyes erupted with an extremely terrifying evil aura.

"Boom!"

An extremely terrifying aura erupted, and three rivers of demonic qi appeared at the feet of King Shura.

"Dragon sacrifice, death!"

With a roar, the terrifying killing intent resounded through the void, and the long river of demonic energy in the void rolled directly towards the dragon sacrifice, boundless demonic power, terrifying.

"Arrogance!"

The dragon priest's expression was gloomy, urging the dragon rider, and one man and one beast killed the Shura king.

"It's not good, Lord Zhulong!"

Among the Flying Dragon Guard, several powerful warriors swept out and killed the Shura King.

"Boom, boom!"

In the distance, there was a huge roar in the sky, like a landslide and the earth cracked, and it was extremely terrifying.

The crowd looked up at the sky.

I saw the Shura King fighting, standing at the confluence of the three demonic rivers, his two hands seemed to be controlling the demonic qi river, twisting the demonic qi at will, and he was fighting with several people in the Dragon God Palace.

The long river of demonic qi thousands of meters long and hundreds of meters wide was like three huge black chains in his hands, forcing several people in the Heavenly Dragon Divine Palace to be embarrassed.

Several people of the Dragon Sacrifice have exerted their fire robbery power in the three rivers of demonic energy, constantly resisting the invasion of the long river of demonic energy.

King Shura controlled three terrifying rivers of demonic qi, and he even had the strength to make one demon path handprint after another, killing the remaining flying dragon guards.

King Shura's torture battle, single-mindedly and several uses, respectively, fought with the dragon sacrifice and other dragon god palace powerhouses, but he always had the upper hand, and the persecuted dragon sacrifice and others looked embarrassed.

Behind the Shura King, there were huge blood eagles with a body length of seven or eight meters, and their eyes were brutal and bloodthirsty.

On the body of the blood eagle, there are warriors with cold and cruel expressions.

"You go down to protect the Peerless Young Master. Torture commanded.

"Yes!"

"Whew!"

One by one, the blood eagles flew down from the sky, and they all stopped beside Ye Wushuang, Han Shan and the others, and Shura Wei rode the blood eagle and surrounded Ye Wushuang in the center.

"Peerless young master!

The Blood Eagle is seven or eight meters long, with a broad back, and it is not crowded at all when it sits on five or six people.

Ye Wushuang and the others sat on the back of the Blood Eagle, and the Blood Eagle soared into the air.

"Boom, boom!"

There was a deafening explosion in the sky, and the sound was earth-shattering, as if the sky was shattering.

Ye Wushuang's attention was immediately attracted, and he couldn't help but look ahead.

Ahead.

King Shura stood in the void like a demon god, controlling three wide rivers of demonic energy, and with an unrivaled attack, forcing the dragon priest and others to dodge in embarrassment.

In the three rivers of demonic qi, there is an endless amount of bloody qi, and the fierce flames are monstrous, as if three black dragons with a length of thousands of meters are swimming in the void, giving people a deep shock.

The dragon sacrifice armor protects the body, and there are clusters of ice flames condensed by extremely cold ice flames around him, going in and out of a long river of demonic qi, and his expression is extremely dignified to resist the majestic power of the long river of demonic qi.

One after another, the blood light rose to the sky, and the blood light was like a spirit snake, hundreds or thousands, as if it was born from the long river of demonic energy, and they were all entangled in the dragon sacrifice.

The blood snakes are lifelike, with fangs and claws, each of which has a thick bloody aura, immortal and indestructible.

Once the blood snake is frozen by the cold air, it will be reborn in an instant when it falls into the long river of demonic energy, and it will be slaughtered with an even more ferocious and vicious force, leaving the dragon sacrifice tired and helpless.

The rest of the people are much more embarrassed, and they are in danger.

The torture battle is really like a demon god who came out of the depths of hell, and one person fights against three fire robbers, and he seems to be calm.

He even had the leisure to laugh and sneer: "The commander of the Dragon God Palace, is he so powerful......?

The dragon almost wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing to be done.

"Let's go!"

In the long river of demonic energy, the dragon sacrifice let out a loud shout.

"Let's go, is it possible?Kill my Ten Thousand Battles God Palace Gongzi, if you want to leave, it's just wishful thinking!" King Shura's scarred face squeezed out an extremely hideous expression.

In the long river of demonic energy, an even more terrifying aura erupted in an instant.

In the long river of demonic energy, the bodies of the dragon priest and others were completely submerged, and it seemed that they couldn't even use the escape method, and they screamed wildly in the long river.

"Humph!"

Xing Zhan's expression was cold, and he smiled cruelly: "Die!"

The body of the torture battle burst out, and in his hands, a pair of Shura blades appeared, and the whole person instantly swept into the long river of demonic qi.

The terrifying aura erupted, and the demonic qi formed a set of black armor on the body of King Shura Xingzhan, and the attacks of the dragon priest and others fell on the black armor, and Xingzhan's body was only slightly stagnant, and he couldn't hurt Xingzhan at all.

"Ten thousand battles!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang's brows lit up.

King Shura's cultivation is very the same as Han Shan's cultivation.

"Whoa!"

In the long river of demonic energy, the sound of the Shura blade cutting through the flesh and blood sounded, and the dragon priest and others died directly.

The monstrous demonic qi disappeared, and the body of King Shura's torture reappeared in the sky.

(End of chapter)