In terms of age, the Nether Dragons and the Angels are indeed of the same era. So it's not wrong for the three-winged archangel to call it that, but what woman doesn't love beauty? Even a female tyrannosaurus will be furious when she hears this.

The black figure swooped down and bit at the three-winged archangel! The sound of the dragon's teeth colliding together was like two giant aircraft carriers colliding together, and the piercing roar shook everyone's eardrums. The violent air flow almost knocked Lan Ji and the others out, but the voice of the three-winged archangel appeared in the distance, and he was not hurt at all.

However, the Nether Dragon's attack did not end, and the tail of the dragon, which was hundreds of meters long, was drawn towards the head of the Three-Winged Archangel!

The three-winged archangel hurriedly retreated again, pulling away for nearly a thousand meters, and then said with palpitations.

"As for it, we are also old acquaintances, why do we come up and shout and kill. ”

The series of attacks and dodges just now almost made Lan Ji and the others look stupid, they thought they were very strong, but under the chase of the three-winged archangel, even Shen He's spatial teleportation ability seemed to be meaningful. I hadn't felt how big the gap was before, but after the Nether Dragon made a move, Lan Ji and the others realized that they were just a group of frogs at the bottom of the well.

When the night owl was in the demon realm, what kind of group of people did he fight again? Lan Ji didn't dare to imagine, Ye Hanyu didn't want to think about it, although Zhou Yan and the others guessed the process, they couldn't believe it.

The Nether Dragon looked at the people on the end of his nose and said impatiently, "You little guys should stay away, so as not to accidentally hurt you later." ”

Lan Ji and the others didn't dare to hold it up, their strength was really not enough in front of the powerful Nether Dragon.

By the time they pushed thousands of meters away, the Nether Dragon's size still looked so huge, just the figure of the three-winged archangel, which had turned into the size of an ant.

However, what made them stunned was that the Nine Emperor Princes, who were also the Sixth-Order Demon Emperor, were already waiting here. It seems that he is about to take a bag of melon seeds and make a judgment.

The Nine Emperor Princes didn't look at Shen He and them more, but looked at Ye Hanyu and said, "You are the sister of Lord Demon God, why do you have a feeling on your body that makes me feel palpitations?"

Ye Hanyu was also a little puzzled, and even the Twenty Emperors would show a rather vigilant look when they saw them. Although he is an anomaly, he only has the strength of the peak of the fifth order. As a matter of common sense, they have no reason to be afraid of themselves.

However, before Ye Hanyu spoke, the Nine Emperors' faces became solemn, and he looked at the battlefield in the distance and said.

"Stay behind me, don't run around. ”

Perhaps hearing the solemnity in the words of the Nine Emperor Princes, Lan Ji asked puzzledly, "Could it be that this person's strength is very strong?"

At this time, Lan Ji and the others didn't know who the birdman who fought with the Netherworld Dragon was, but they were definitely not ordinary people who could fight the Netherworld Dragon to this extent.

"The ignorant are fearless. The Nine Emperor Princes sighed and continued: "He is ranked third among the Angel Clan, has the strongest melee ability, and during the Great War of Gods and Demons, he was the commander of the Angel Legion, Raphael. ”

Hearing this series of titles, Lan Ji and the others looked at each other, they didn't know how many warehouses the Demon God War was, and they didn't know what it meant to be ranked third in the angel clan.

After a few rounds of entanglement between the Nether Dragon and the Three-Winged Archangel, the figure suddenly transformed into a woman dressed in black, this woman was plump, beautiful and charming.

Lan Ji and the others saw that the Netherworld Dragon had forced the Three-winged Archangel to retreat again and again, and they originally thought that the Netherworld Dragon had gained the upper hand, but the sudden change made several people stunned. No one thought that the Netherworld Dragon could still transform into a human form, and it was clear that it would have to take advantage of its own strength.

"She's this?"

The Nine Emperor Princes opened his mouth and explained: "The attack of the Three-Winged Archangel is very strong, even I don't say anything to block the opponent's punch. Although she is powerful, she has the inheritance of the Black Dragon Clan, and at least she can fight with the other party. But the black dragon's body is too huge, and if he really fights with the three-winged archangel, he will definitely suffer a big loss. ”

"Is that black dragon's name You?" asked Ye Hanyu.

The Nine Emperor Princes nodded and replied, "Lord Yu was once the mount of the Flame Demon Lord. ”

Shen He looked at the graceful woman in the field with a somewhat strange face, and thought about it for a while, but the saliva stayed but he didn't know it.

"Flame Demon Lord, who is that?" The more they knew, the more confused they became.

The Nine Emperors took the trouble to explain: "The Flame Demon Lord is the earliest ruler of the Demon Clan, and during the Great War of Gods and Demons, he was framed to death by the God King of the Hundred Realms to extinguish the fire. ”

"How many angels have you killed?" asked Ye Hanyu with a curious face.

The Nine Emperors explained with a somewhat embarrassed face: "The Great War of Gods and Demons was in ancient times, hundreds of millions of years ago, and at that time~ I was not born yet. ”

Not to mention the Nine Emperor Princes, even the old demon gods of the previous generation grew up listening to the legend of the Flame Demon Lord. The Nine Emperors themselves have never seen what the angel clan looks like, and when they look at it today, they know that the angel clan is similar to humans, but with a few more wings on their backs.

"Hundreds of millions of years?!, the real age of the Youda?" Lan Ji and the others were all embarrassed when they heard this, as if they were listening to a fantasy.

How long is the history of mankind? Hundreds of millions of years, isn't that about the same age as the sun overhead? In fact, even the Nine Emperor Princes don't know that the Netherworld Dragon was already the strongest existence among the mutant beasts during the Great War of Gods and Demons, and its true age is estimated that even the Flame Demon Lord can't tell.

The Nether Dragon, which has turned into a human form, has its fists burning with black flames, this is not the power of the night, but the Abyss Netherworld, a kind of fire that can burn everything. And with two scimitars in her hands, even the Nine Emperors saw the Nether Dragon reveal its weapons for the first time.

These two scimitars are actually the dragon's teeth, which are the teeth that fell out when it was an adult, whether it is the battle between gods and demons, or the first encounter with the Flame Demon Lord, this pair of dragon tooth scimitars has never been broken, and even the former Flame Demon Lord has to retreat by three points.

With one hand, she raised a dragon's tooth scimitar and lunged sideways towards the three-winged archangel! Her movements were strange, but they were able to maximize the power of the dragon's tooth scimitar while protecting her own vital points. The speed of the ghost, who has turned into a nether dragon, can be said to be fast to the limit of the rules of time and space.

In just an instant, the two of Lan Jiao's eyes disappeared, originally they were far away from the battlefield, and it was difficult for the Netherworld Dragon to capture the figure in human form. The speed of the two fighting was beyond the comprehension of the Ability, and at this time, the sound of metal colliding was heard endlessly, but the process of the two fighting could not be seen.

Even if the Nine Emperor Princes were a Sixth-Order Demon Emperor, they could only capture a trace of afterimage.

In fact, neither of them used their full strength on the battlefield, and they were still in the exploration stage at this time. Although they have known each other for a long time, after hundreds of millions of years, no one can say how far the other party can grow. Although they did not break through the eighth order, the precipitation of time can be seen in every move, and it is estimated that even if the Twenty Emperors are here, they have to sigh that the two of them have extremely wonderful moves.

The three-winged archangel has an extra golden spear in his hand at some point, and in the face of his old opponent, if he hides his secrets, it is no different from looking for death.

However, even so, the three-winged archangel was struck away several times. The two dragon tooth scimitars in her hands were obviously only inches long, but with each slash, the halo that erupted was like a real dragon's tooth, forcing the three-winged archangel to dodge frequently.

However, whenever this happens, Yu will seize the opportunity for the opponent to dodge, quickly approach the enemy, and then give the opponent a set of Kombat.

After the two separated, Lan Ji and the others finally saw the scene of the battlefield clearly, Yu was still heroic, but the three-winged archangel was embarrassed, and the white-clothed Shengxue had a few more women's footprints.

"It's amazing!" The night cold rain was jumping with joy on the side, but the Nine Emperors had a solemn face.

At the same time, the three-winged archangel's face was also gloomy, as if it was about to drip water. White is a symbol of holiness, and as angels, they will never allow the slightest contamination of their clothes. However, now, he was embarrassed and kicked several times in a row, which was a great shame for the angel clan.

"Ten times the increase!"

The three-winged archangel suddenly held the golden spear horizontally with both hands, and while he drank violently, the muscles on his body bulged high. If he thought that he was as delicate and free as Zhao Zilong before, at this time, he was as strong and burly as Lu Bu.

"Hmph, have you finally come up with some real skills?" You held the dragon's tooth scimitar with both hands, and the sneer on his face was so dazzling in the eyes of the other party.

"You're not bad, I haven't seen you for so long, and you're really not the brute who only screamed at the beginning!"

"I think you're looking for death!" You're looking for death.

During the War of Gods and Demons, the Netherworld Dragon did not have the ability to transform into a human form, and in the eyes of the Angel Clan, it was actually just an uncivilized beast. But for the Nether Dragon, it was a scar in its heart. Although it is the supreme of demonic beasts, in the final analysis, it is only the empress among ants, and other races have never looked at it with their eyes.

The Dragon's Tooth Scimitar struck again, but this time the Three-Winged Archangel did not dodge, but swept out a shot and headed towards the Dragon's Tooth Scimitar!

After a loud bang, the two actually fought to an equal footing. She was shocked in her heart, it was only a tenfold increase, and she was the body of a dragon, even if she turned into a human form, her strength was far more than that of the Sixth-Order Demon Emperor by dozens of times. The birdman who was chased by her just now and ran around is actually on par with her strength at this time.