Counting Yang Shujie, there are only five of the Eucharistic Pavilion that can be counted as the combat power of the Qing Dynasty. Pang Yunxiao, Situ Hui, and the two hidden old men all have the combat power of the Shangqing Realm. But compared to the Warcraft, this is a bit stretched.

Although the Holy Body Emperor was able to stalemate the two Taiqing Demonic Beasts, among the Demonic Beasts who came to besiege the city, there were no less than ten of them who had reached the strength of the Shangqing. After all, in the face of the siege of the five major forces of the human race, the demonic beasts in the demon domain were not completely defeated, and at this time, those demonic beasts came to besiege a holy body pavilion, which was naturally more than enough.

"It's really strange, those demonic beasts in the Demon Domain, who live their own lives on weekdays, why are they so united now?" Everyone came to the city gate according to what Yang Shujie said, and Xiao Yuan couldn't help but be a little strange.

"What can make them so united is naturally a matter of life and death in the Demon Domain. Not to mention anything else, daring to walk out of the Demon Domain so blatantly is enough to show that they attach importance to this matter. Lan Haoren said.

"Something missing...... What they're looking for, it can't be Chaos, right?! After thinking for a moment, Xuanyuan suddenly frowned.

If the Demon Domain lost something more important than the life of the Taiqing Demon Beast in the last Demon Slaying Conference, the only thing Xuanyuan could think of was the chaos that left with them. If there is something wrong with the environment of the Demon Domain because of the departure of Chaos, causing the entire Demon Domain to fall into a panic, then everything can be explained.

"No, I'll have to ask!" Xuanyuan made up his mind, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

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At the same time, in the sky above Heno City, the Holy Body Emperor was confronting the Blood Martial Dragon and the Ten-Handed Spirit Ape.

"Holy Body, are you still unwilling to hand over the luck mascot of my Demon Domain?!" The Blood Martial Dragon seemed to be a little out of breath.

"What kind of luck mascot you are talking about, I have never heard of it at all, how do you want me to hand it over to you?! Could it be that just by virtue of the words of the God of War clan, you are going to fight with us?! ”

The Blessed Sacrament was also angry at this time. From beginning to end, he had never heard of any luck mascots, and this inexplicable charge made him very unhappy. But for some reason, these two guys were like they were enchanted, and they thought that the Eucharistic Pavilion had hidden the luck mascot.

"The breath of our luck mascot is very rare, and it can even be said that there is no second time, but when the two of us arrived just now, I really felt that there was such an aura in your city, if it wasn't for your private collection, how would you explain it?!" The ten-handed spirit ape seemed to be a little calmer, but its words were equally-for-tat.

"No is no, I will never allow you wolf ambitious guys to set foot in Heno City for half a step!" The spiritual power around the Holy Communion Emperor was already in operation, and he was obviously ready for a decisive battle.

"Your strength is indeed very strong, but if you want to compete with the two of us, it must be too whimsical, right? That's it, if you are solved, the two of us will go and find our luck mascot! ”

Seeing that the Holy Body Emperor was about to make a move, the Blood Martial Dragon couldn't ask for it. It is extremely risky for them to leave the Demon Domain, and if they can't make any achievements, it will be a loss to their wives and soldiers. Therefore, the key is to get back what they want quickly.

"Stop!"

Just as the Holy Body Emperor and the two Taiqing Demonic Beasts were about to fight, Xuanyuan finally arrived here.

"Who are you?!"

Seeing Xuanyuan's figure, the two demonic beasts glanced at each other, and there was surprise in each other's eyes. A Shangqing cultivator who had mastered the two-dimensional law, this was also the first time they had seen it. You must know that even the Blood Martial Dragon in the late Taiqing Dynasty has not yet mastered the two-dimensional law!

"The luck mascot you want to find, but the one that was lost in the lake in the center of the Demon Domain?" Xuanyuan didn't answer the two people's questions, but asked them the other way around.

"How do you know?!"

Hearing Xuanyuan's words, the Blood Martial Dragon suddenly became calm. There are not many humans who can know about the matter of the central lake of the Demon Domain, even the Holy Body Emperor does not know. It seems that the Xuanyuan in front of him must be related to the disappearance of the luck mascot!

"Not only do I know this, but I also know that your so-called breath should be this, right?"

Xuanyuan stretched out his hand, and a very strange gray power appeared in his hand. This gray power is nothing else, it is the unique origin of chaos, since Xuanyuan has personally come into contact with chaos, relying on his own yin and yang laws can condense a small handful. After seeing this Xuan Qi, not only the Blood Martial Dragon, but even the ten-handed long spirit ape that had been calm before, his breath became unstable.

"Bastard boy, you dare to absorb the power of our luck mascot!"

Seeing this wisp of gray aura, the Blood Martial Dragon could no longer suppress it, and a blood-colored red light instantly condensed in its claws, attacking towards Xuanyuan with a power like a broken bamboo.

"The law of space, the fission of the stars!"

In the face of the attack of the Taiqing master, Xuanyuan did not panic at all, the law of starry space and the law of space creation shot at the same time, and a spatial crack like a black hole appeared in front of Xuanyuan, devouring all the blood-colored claws.

"Good boy, you really have some ability, no wonder you dare to beat our luck mascot idea!" Seeing this, the Blood Martial Dragon once again condensed his spiritual power and planned to strike again. But this time, the Holy Communion Emperor had already protected Xuanyuan behind him.

"Holy Communion, you get out of the way for me!" The Blood Martial Dragon said angrily.

"Holy Communion, this kid doesn't seem to be from your Eucharistic Cabinet, right? If you give us that kid, we'll be gone!" The ten-handed spirit ape also spoke.

"Delusional!" The Holy Communion Emperor replied.

"Why are you so hot, I have indeed seen the luck mascot you are looking for, but I didn't do anything to it, but it took the initiative to leave your Demon Domain!" Regulus motioned for the two sides not to quarrel.

"You don't give me! The luck mascot has not left my Demon Domain for thousands of years, how could it leave because of your words?! The Blood Martial Dragon obviously didn't believe Xuanyuan's words.

Listening to the words of Xuanyuan and the Blood Martial Dragon, the Holy Body Emperor in the middle was even more puzzled. He originally thought that the so-called luck mascot should be a treasure or something, but after listening to what he just said, he realized that this luck mascot turned out to be a living thing?!

"You guys who haven't understood in the Demon Domain for so many years, do I have the ability to take it away, don't you know?" Xuanyuan said without fear.

“……”

When the Blood Martial Dragon and the Ten-Handed Long Spirit Ape heard this, they were silent. Indeed, the guy who has not been understood by the successive overlords of the Demon Domain for thousands of years is indeed unlikely to be taken away by Xuanyuan. Could it be that the luck mascot is really going to leave by himself?!