"It is an honor for our people to come. Just when the tension was raging and the great battle was about to break out, an old voice sounded, and when all the people of the One-Eyed Tyrant clan present heard this old voice, they all fell to the ground again in an instant.

Along with the old voice, a figure came out from the center of the statue's eyebrows, this figure had messy white hair, the figure looked thin, and was wearing an old yellow robe, which at first glance looked like an old man in the street.

There is no breath fluctuation, nor any momentum, the legendary thousand-handed one-eyed tyrant, just like an ordinary old man of human beings, still has a sense of despair, if he hadn't seen this scene with his own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe that the thin old man in the old yellow clothes in front of him would be the ancestor of the one-eyed tyrant clan.

"The evil monarch senior, the junior is polite. When this figure appeared, Xiao Feng arched his hand and said in awe, you must know that this figure in front of him is as old as Jade Xuzi, and has lived for tens of billions of years, such an existence is worthy of anyone's admiration.

The thousand-handed one-eyed tyrant is honored as the evil monarch, and the evil monarch is his honorific title, even if Xiao Feng meets the other party, even if it is an enemy, the other party is worthy of his honorific title.

"The two titles of predecessors are not daring, there are talents from all generations, and a generation of new people replaces the old ones. At this time, the Evil Monarch looked at Xiao Feng and waved his hand with a look of shame, but his expression was not very good-looking at this time.

After all, at his own sacrificial ceremony, being snatched of the sacrifice in front of him is no longer as simple as slapping the face. In fact, for the evil monarch, sacrifices are dispensable, and the problem is that the other party snatches it under his nose, then he despises himself very much.

And the Evil Monarch is an ancient existence that has lived for tens of billions of years, and he may not have happened for a long time since such a thing happened, so today's matter cannot be so simple and private no matter what, even if the other party is the Lord of Ling Tian, the legendary Rebel.

Of course, in addition to this reason, the Evil Monarch is the same as Xiao Feng, he is also happy to see the hunt, and he has also encountered an evenly matched opponent for a long time, so long that he even forgot when the last battle was.

Even, I don't know when it started, the only thing he could do was to sleep, because his cultivation could no longer be refined, and his strength could no longer be improved, except for sleeping, it seemed that there was no point in doing anything for him.

Therefore, when he woke up and saw Xiao Feng this time, the evil monarch was also moved. The pinnacle is undoubtedly lonely, and sometimes, for an existence of the level of the Evil Monarch, it is not easy to meet an existence that is equal to oneself.

"However, since you have robbed me of my sacrifice, then you have to give an explanation to the old man. If you can defeat me, I don't care. Looking at Xiao Feng, the Evil Sovereign Ruler smiled and said with a smile.

"The younger generation has this intention!" smiled and Xiao Feng didn't feel any surprise at all. From the other party's gaze, he saw the long-lost battle intent, such a war intent, for both sides, how rare.

When the conversation between Xiao Feng and the Evil Monarch ended, all the one-eyed tyrant clansmen present got out of the way, and finally left the vast square for the two as a battlefield.