The black dragon was in pain, and suddenly let out a dragon roar like a giant elephant roaring throughout the palace, and then the huge dragon body jumped wildly, knocking countless monks into a daze, among which there were naturally many fairies in Penglai Wonderland.

Seeing that a dragon claw was only less than three feet away from Fu Yi, fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and then with a move of his right hand, Shennong Ding immediately flew in front of him to block the sharp claw attack.

"Formation!"

At this moment, there was a sudden loud shout from inside the palace, and with this loud shout, the black dragon instantly turned into a human form and retreated ten zhang away, and this roar obviously came from the mouth of the Han poisonous dragon.

With this order, the remaining more than 1,000 demon cultivators immediately moved, and even those demon cultivators who were injured also stood up one after another, and began to move with five Thunder Tribulation Realm demon cultivators, who were ordered by Han Poison Dragon to form an unknown array.

Not to mention Fu Yi and the others, even if it is the Lotus Fairy, they don't know what kind of formation these demon cultivators are going to form, the Lotus Fairy was in a hurry in an instant, and he also shouted coquettishly: "Return to the position!"

As soon as the words fell, the Penglai fairies who were fighting with them hurriedly approached the lotus fairy, although they also fell and were injured when they gathered, but fortunately, Zhang Tianyu and Chenlu controlled the golden armor god of war to make cover, and they still hid in the encirclement of the twelve flower fairies before the other party formed a formation, but it was a pity that the thirty-six majestic golden armor gods of war had all died at this time, and if they wanted to summon again, they had to wait for two hours later.

Zhang Tianyu paid attention to it, just this moment of confrontation, the entire hundred Penglaimen people have lost more than 30 people, that is to say, plus the twelve flower fairies and the five of them, their side is already less than 100 people, and although the other party has suffered greater losses, it is only more than 200 people at most, and there are still more than 1,700 demon cultivators who have not lost their combat effectiveness.

Zhang Tianyu hurriedly compared the strength of the two sides in his heart, and instantly concluded that their side had a slight advantage, because although there were twelve flower fairies in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, there were also six Thunder Tribulation Realm monks equivalent to the same realm on the other side, but the level of the Immortal Realm below them was more than twenty times, although he didn't know what kind of mysterious formation the other party had formed, but since it was called a formation, it usually concentrated scattered personal forces together, so in this way, they were naturally not the opponents of the other party.

The Penglai Fairy didn't dare to make a rash move, after all, the lives of these more than seventy disciples and Fu Yi and others were behind them, and taking the initiative to attack itself was also exposing the loopholes of their own side, so they could only choose to be on guard.

"It's good, it's actually pouring out, I really look up to my Crystal Palace, and I'm just going to eradicate it together!"

Han Poison Dragon took advantage of the momentary pause of the formation, swallowed an elixir to stop the bleeding of the wound, and saw the twelve flower fairies in Penglai come out together, and then said viciously.

Before Fairy Penglai could speak, Fu Yi immediately said aloud: "Old man, I advise you to withdraw the evil formation and let us leave before the two sides reach a situation where they will not die, otherwise you will definitely be leveled in the Crystal Palace today." ”

"Hmph! What a big breath!" Han Poison Long heard Fu Yi's wild words, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, after all, Fang just killed his brother who was in the middle of the Thunder Tribulation Realm in the blink of an eye, presumably the other party must be not small, although the hatred of killing his brother is not the same as the sky, but Han Poison Dragon has been cautious all his life, just in case, he immediately asked: "Penglai has never had a male cultivator, who are you?"

Fu Yi snorted coldly and replied, "The poor Dao is the Qingqiu Mountain Holy Fire Heavenly Venerable. ”

"Oh?" Han Poison Dragon couldn't help but be stunned, and thought in his heart: Holy Mountain, how is it possible?

Chenlu saw that Han Poison Dragon and more than a thousand demon cultivators seemed to have scruples about Qingqiu Mountain as if they were like the beard of the lord of Lingqiu Island, and then he also shouted: "This palace is the princess of the god clan, Dancing Heavenly Princess!"

"Protoss Princess?"

If Fu Yi's words are still suspicious of these demon cultivators, then what Chenlu said is a reassuring pill for them, because the high-level of the demon clan has always called themselves gods, although this secret is not too secretive, but the human monks do not know it, so Chenlu's words instantly stirred up a big wave among the demon cultivators.

"You said you are the princess of the Protoss, but what evidence is there?" Although Han Poison Dragon's eyes are above the top, the name of the princess of the Protoss still makes him scruples, after all, Qingqiu Mountain is a holy place in the eyes of the demon clan, and competing with Qingqiu Mountain will undoubtedly betray the demon clan, even if he is willing, at least half of the more than a thousand demon cultivators under his command are unwilling, so he does not dare to risk the world, and then asked Chen Lu rhetorically.

Chenlu sneered and said, "Now the Divine Emperor Wei Ziye is the uncle of this palace, isn't this palace a princess?"

Although Han Poison Dragon believed Chenlu's words nine times out of ten, he couldn't say it, because once he said it, Han Evil Tiger's revenge would not be avenged, so if he wanted to avenge his brother's murder today, he had to make the more than 1,000 demon cultivators under his command believe that these people were fakes.

Han Poison Dragon's brain spun rapidly, and he quickly thought of a question, and then asked rhetorically: "There is no basis for your words, what evidence do you have to prove it?"

Chenlu, the Korean poison dragon, asked so much, but she didn't know what to do for a while, because she really didn't have any evidence in her hand that could prove her identity.

At this moment, Shi Yun finally reacted, and then raised the white jade sword in his hand and said, "Do you recognize this sword?"

"This sword?" Han Poison Dragon had made a pilgrimage to Qingqiu Mountain hundreds of years ago, and recognized this sword as the sword of the white-clothed scholar of the God King at a glance, but the demon cultivators under his command did not recognize it, and then pretended to be ignorant and shook his head and said, "What is the origin of this sword?"

Zhang Tianyu was very shrewd, and in just a moment, he could see from his eyes that he had recognized the name of this sword, and then sneered and said: "It's boring for Daoyou to pretend like this, right?

Han Poison Dragon shook his head and said firmly: "Poor Dao doesn't know this sword, if you just want to get away with it and bully me in the name of the Holy Mountain, it's a little too naïve, right?"

"That's it!"

"Although we have never been to the Holy Mountain, you are too deceitful and too deceitful!"

"Hmph, what nonsense are you talking about with them, they killed so many of us, just kill them!"

As soon as Han Poison Dragon's words fell, several loyal subordinates around him immediately fanned the wind and lit the flames.

Zhang Tianyu then sneered and said: "If you want to kill, you can kill it, but you listen well, this sword is the sword of the white-clothed God King, and I waited for this trip to the East China Sea to go to the Crystal Palace to recruit peace on the order of the God King.