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Seeing that their bosses had been killed, the demon holding the gold-patterned black bowl was anxious, and wanted to force Emperor Yunxiao to respond to his cry with a radical method.

"Idiot!"

The palm of his hand stretched forward, Emperor Yunxiao beckoned, and Yuan Tu's bloodthirsty sword rose to the ground and returned to his hand, dotted with blood lines covering the sword body.

Drinking the essence blood and fragments of the primordial gods of the three Purple Mansion demons, the spirit of this divine sword became more and more sound, almost comparable to the personal magic weapon that others had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Don't worry, isn't there still a two-headed obstacle here, killing him is enough to open your mind, and in the future, you should help me dominate the world and suppress the Eight Desolations. ”

Emperor Yunxiao flicked his fingers on the sword body, and in the sonorous sound, the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword erupted with an extremely dazzling red mang, and wisps of flesh and blood essence were refined by it, and began to feed Emperor Yunxiao himself.

Feeling the majestic essence coming from his arm, Di Yunxiao had to sigh his good luck secretly, if such a magic weapon was not for the superb means of the predecessor of the Titan Race, he would not be able to refine it by himself.

"Demons, so daring, extraterritorial ghosts even dare to enter our realm to cause chaos, covet the Supreme Divine Treasure, and An Neng spares you. ”

The embarrassed Chaos Holy Land Mansion Monarch, who was chased by the Silver Wing Brute Dragon, suddenly sensed the demonic aura rising in the valley below, his eyes were dark, and he subconsciously thought that it was the evil devil who was doing it.

The Elder of the Holy Land Mansion, who was originally entangled with the Silver Winged Brute Dragon, came out with four people, wrapped up in a mighty momentum, and killed the two demons below.

Before anyone arrived, the faces of the two Demon Mansion Monarchs changed greatly: "Damn the little bastard of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, it is a big matter for my royal family, you wait, when Lord Izanagi comes in, he will definitely pick you up and cramp." ”

The two of them forcibly withdrew their respective magic weapons, and the demonic energy behind them was raging, and the two gray spirit wings stretched out, intending to flee to other places.

For the monks of all races, the demon clan will always be a street rat, a character that everyone shouts and beats.

Emperor Yunxiao was about to intercept and kill these two demons when an obscure fluctuation flashed on his side, and at some point, the eyes of the silver-winged brute dragon were already staring at him.

Damn it!

Emperor Yunxiao's eyelids jumped wildly, facing the seemingly illusory silver-winged brute dragon, even a young emperor like him felt uneasy.

Approaching, under the great battle, hundreds of elite monks besieged and killed it, but were wiped out by nearly half of it, and even the rebellious elders in the Chaotian Holy Land also had three tragic deaths.

Although he is conceited and can be rampant with his peers, he does not want to be used as a living target for no reason and bear the disaster of innocence on behalf of others.

With a gloomy gaze scanning the vicinity, Di Yunxiao quickly noticed that the monks who had been crushed before had collapsed to all corners at some point, and several great sect monks faced his gaze with dodging eyes.

Di Yunxiao's nose sniffed slightly, and suddenly changed color, and there was an inexplicable fragrance on him.

"Yinlongxiang! What god-damn dog thief dares to calculate this king!"

Suddenly, Di Yunxiao's face was extremely gloomy, and he was given dragon incense, this thing has a fatal attraction to the dragon clan, even though the barbarian dragon is not a descendant of the real dragon, but it is also very sensitive.

Roar, roar, roar!

Three roars in a row that almost exploded the clouds in the sky were transmitted, and the silver-winged brute dragon flapped its wings and chased after Emperor Yunxiao, and the wind howled everywhere it passed, and even the heavens and the earth changed color.

Just when Di Yunxiao couldn't help but cast "Fighting the Starry Sky" to move away, a sacred decree came out of the silent Bayeux Spirit Rune.

"Face the phantom of the barbarian dragon, fight with the gods, and condense the immortal primordial god. If you succeed, you will be given ten drops of divine water, and if you fail, you will lose the control of the Bayeux spirit rune for ten years. ”

The indifferent words stirred up Di Yunxiao's spine, and after a few breaths of silence, he sighed, and directly inserted the Yuan Tu Sword in his hand into the huge sword buckle behind his back, facing the silver-winged barbarian dragon that was swooping in the sky.

"Is that guy crazy, he didn't dodge or dodge, and he was already scared stupid by the Silver Wing Brute Dragon?"

Except for the Emperor of the Mixed Heaven Holy Land who went to find trouble with the evil demons, most of the monks who were still breathing did not dare to leave the brute dragon for a moment, who knew if it would abandon Emperor Yunxiao and chase them instead.

In the midst of the flying sand and stones, a few cowering figures lay on the ground, not bothering to wipe the smoke and dust on their heads, staring at Emperor Yunxiao.

"You must kill him! Die, die! The young emperor of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, back then, you always dared to destroy my organization, and today you will die without a whole body, no one can guess that it will be our doing. ”

The hoarse voice was mad, and anyone who noticed the mark on their cuffs would be shocked.

The blood-red inverted pupils and six black leaves in them are the signs of the evil eye of the killer organization that was destroyed by the Qingxia Ancient Sect before, but I didn't expect that there would be a remnant of cultivation who survived.

Here it comes!

The Silver Winged Brute Dragon slaughtered, a pair of huge flesh wings like a giant umbrella, covering half of the sky, if this brute dragon can appear outside the Dragon Gate, it is definitely a heaven-shattering existence, comparable to the Blue Sky Supreme.

The huge coercion squeezed the small space, and the brute dragon's bloody mouth was inlaid with countless fangs, and it directly swallowed Emperor Yunxiao into it, and even the rocks on the ground were twisted into pieces.

In the distance, many of the great monks who could see the situation clearly gasped.

The elders of the Chaotian Holy Land, who had returned from chasing the demons, happened to see Emperor Yunxiao being engulfed by a huge dragon head, and the faces of several high-ranking monarchs led by him were complicated and in disbelief.

Those two demons had already been killed by them, and from their mouths, they had already learned that the mysterious monk who had just killed the three evil demon mansion monarchs with lightning speed turned out to be the youngest emperor of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, Emperor Wu Huang.

Seeing the two emperors of the Silver Winged Barbarian Dragon devouring the clouds, the elders of the Mixed Heaven Holy Land were born out of thin air with endless regrets, this is a young emperor who can easily hunt the Demon Mansion Monarch, is it going to fall today?

As monks of the Holy Land, no one knows better than them how extraordinary the talent for bearing the name of the emperor is, and the two great masters of the Wuji Twin Emperors are rated as the Tiger of Qingxia.

This tiger is not a mere beast tiger, but one of the four holy beasts, the Western Sky White Tiger, the main killer!

"It's a pity, it's really too Meng Lang, the silver-winged brute dragon in the phantom array, this is almost invincible. Facing the fall like this, Qingxia is afraid that she will make a big move. ”

In the illusion, even if it is false, it is true, and once you die here, it means the end.

Under the nearly 100-zhang body of the Silver Winged Brute Dragon, the entire mountain was directly razed to the ground, and under the dragon claws and the law ambergris ball, even the primordial gods would be easily burned into nothingness.

No one believed that Emperor Yunxiao would survive, and more than forty first-class monks had already witnessed the horror and power of this behemoth with their lives.