Xiao Yuan was so wise, as soon as he saw the faces of the White Tiger King and the Dapeng King, he knew what kind of ghost they were playing, and said disdainfully: "These two beasts are so stupid, how did they cultivate this body cultivation?"

The two kings were furious, and the majestic demonic qi turned into an earth-shattering angry wave and swept out, crushing Xiao Yuan.

"Kill!"

The chill in Zhong Zihao's eyes was as cold as the cold wind of hell, and with an order, Qiu Mo and Silence immediately pounced, and the earth-shattering demonic qi was like thunder rolling in the sky, and the Daluo Heavenly Palace, which stretched for dozens of miles, immediately turned into a Shura hell.

"Hehe, your opponents are the two of us!"

Qiu Mo's figure stood in the air, and an indescribable vast coercion spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, and the nine heavens and the sky were reversed, and layers of fluctuations spread out, and the demonic power of the Emperor suddenly descended.

The sudden change made all the martial artists in the audience change their colors in horror, and their hearts were cold, and a tremor from the depths of their souls gushed out.

Where did this come from, and its strength seems to be a little stronger than our three clan kings?

Feng Qi was even more delicate, crying with joy, tears in his eyes quietly slipped, it seems that the fate of this group of strong people of the Feng clan today has been saved!

No one knew that when she led the powerhouses in the clan to prepare for the battle with the eight-clawed fire cockroach just now, she already had the heart of death!

For the phoenix, the king of ten thousand birds, what is there to fear about death? It's just that once today's day passes, I'm afraid that there will be no more phoenix clan in this world, and from now on, it is estimated that even the name will disappear from the Nine Heavens World.

That's what scares her.

What's more, the cause of death of Empress Feng and her sisters was not known, so they died like this, and Feng Qi only felt that he was a descendant of the Feng clan in vain!

The White Tiger King and the Dapeng King were furious, and their resentful eyes shot at Zhong Zihao like sharp knives: "You kid brought this group of demon cultivators to the Great Luo Heavenly Palace, it turned out that he didn't have a good heart!"

Zhong Zihao was disdainful, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

suddenly thought that fortunately, Xiao Yuan was messing around at the beginning, and he had to bring Nie Yan and the others out of the forbidden place, otherwise today's situation would have unimaginable consequences.

"You two don't do it yet, do you want to let this seat continue to listen to the foul language of these beasts?"

Although Zhong Zihao was too lazy to answer, Xiao Yuan had already given an order to Qiu Mo and Lonely Yan.

"Yes!"

The two replied loudly, but there was excitement in their eyes that could not be concealed.

Since that day they learned that Zhong Zihao was the descendant of the Demon Ancestor, they have been looking for a chance to perform, just because for more than two years, everyone has been in a forbidden place, and today's accident is of course undesirable for them.

"Boom!"

Two peak artifacts that exuded monstrous demonic power were born, and the momentum on the two of them rose sharply, and the violent demonic aura permeated every inch of the Great Luo Heavenly Palace.

Qiu Mo's body is tall, and the natal divine weapon is the Broken Culprit Axe, on which there is a faint silver glow, and before he can do it, the surrounding void has begun to crack, like a spider's web, and the cracks crawl all over the sky.

And what Silent Yan was holding in his hand was a Tiangang Demon Net Sword, and with a slight tremble, there was an overwhelming sword light covering the air.

Zhong Zihao's eyes lit up, during the battle of Mirror Lake on the day, because he was fighting to the death with everyone in the Xuantian Realm, he didn't pay close attention to the battle of several people, and suddenly felt that Silent Yan might have inherited some of the magical powers of Lord Ji.

"Roar!"

"Tweet ......"

The White Tiger King and the Dapeng King glanced at each other, feeling the terrifying strength of the desert and the silence, and did not hesitate to incarnate into the body, and the monstrous demonic aura swept through the sky, shocking the countless powerhouses of the Great Luo Heavenly Palace.

The White Tiger King was transformed into a giant tiger more than 60 feet long, his hair shining brightly, and inky black patterns lay across the white fur, letting out a shocking low roar.

And the Dapeng King looked more and more ferocious, his wings spread, his body was so big, he was not under the White Tiger King, it seemed that the entire Daluo Heavenly Palace was plunged into darkness, and the wings also bloomed with golden light.

Whether it is his huge mouth or his claws, they are all golden, as if there is a sharp edge coming out of it, and the momentum is monstrous.

"It's not that the size is big, the strength is strong, take the move!"

Silence Yan sneered, and in the midst of the vast demonic qi surging, countless angry rays on the Tiangang Demon Net Sword soared, cutting a piece of void to pieces.

Then, as if they had spirituality, these swords rolled back from all directions, like a huge net covering the sky and shrouded the Dapeng King.

"Hehe, let Lao Tzu give it a try, can this culprit axe, which has been fighting with me for countless years, split the skin of the white tiger!"

Qiu Mo smiled fiercely, and with a flip of his hands, this piece of heaven and earth suddenly flipped upside down, and an axe that exuded an aura of destruction flashed down from the Nine Heavens sky, intending to evolve this space into chaos.

"Roaring ......"

The earth-shattering roar came from the mouth of the White Tiger King, but when he saw his huge tiger body standing upright, his two front paws slapped, and a large area of space suddenly fell off, smashing towards the desert in a deafening roar.

"Boom...... Rumble!"

The endless coercion spread over a radius of thousands of miles, and the Great Luo Heavenly Palace collapsed like a fragile piece of paper, and countless demon clan powerhouses wailed and avoided in panic.

And the White Tiger King and the Dapeng King naturally didn't want the strong people in the clan to suffer an unwarranted disaster, and after the next onslaught, they turned into a streamer and went straight to the nine heavens.

"Humph!"

Qiu Mo and Silent Yan snorted in unison, and the vast demonic energy emitted became more and more violent, and they immediately chased out.

On the other side, Fu Hu wielded the Thunder Destroying Halberd in his hand, and at the same time, thunder and black flames came out, and the eight-clawed fire mantis was already defeated.

Speaking of which, the eight-clawed fire mantis is also an ancestor who plays with fire, otherwise he would not covet Wutong Mountain, the base camp of the Feng clan. However, the red flame it spewed out seemed to be no match for the black flame that was lying in the bush, and as soon as it touched it, it was immediately annihilated.

As a last resort, it could only open its hideous mouth and roar into the sky, and eight giant flaming claws like scythes attacked at the same time, terrifyingly powerful.

At this moment, Nie Yan had already cast a ghostly figure to wander around, bringing all the powerhouses of the Feng clan behind him, raising his hand to arrange a defensive barrier, before returning to Zhong Zihao and Xiao Yuan.

"How?"

Long Chen helped Feng Qi, who was extremely injured but forcibly held on, and asked with concern.

"I can't die, thank you!" Feng Qi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The Feng clan has left a bloodline inheritance, but Queen Feng and your sisters have no news, so I'm afraid of ......"

Long Chen was silent, this question really couldn't be answered, in fact, he was also worried about the safety of several dragon kings and the fourth prince Ao Zhe.

Zhong Zihao saw that the battle above was under control, and after relieving his heart, he moved his gaze to the Qilin King.

Since Feng Qi and the others appeared, the Qilin King had not said a word, his footsteps had not moved for more than half a minute, and his face had changed.

"Qilin King, now it's only you left, let's let go of the big battle or have a good talk, you can make a decision!"

Zhong Zihao's gaze gradually deepened and asked.

(End of chapter)