A violent roar shook the heavens and the earth, Luo Shenghou's back muscles stretched and stretched, the terrifying black flesh wings opened, and sharp fangs spat out from his mouth.

In anger, Luo Shenghou didn't care about his appearance, and directly exposed the bloodline of his winged beast clan.

The flesh kept fanning, and the ground whistling in the wind, he opened his mouth and spit out a mixed red bead, and a little red glow gathered, and a treacherous flame brewed in the bead.

Chi Yanzhu, the best magic weapon he has been cultivating, can conceive heavenly fire, although it is not as powerful as the alien fire, but it is also enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea, and turn all ordinary things into ashes.

As his divine thoughts drove him, domineering flames gushed out of the red flame beads, directly attached to the sides of the long sticks in his hands.

The flames blown by the wind swept by the meat wings rose dozens of feet high, and the palace was ignited in the sea of fire, and the raging flames swept in all directions.

The clouds in the sky were divided by long sticks, and the swirling flames danced, like a volcanic crater spraying molten lava, with an invincible momentum, smashing towards Ruyang Hou Nangong Feice.

The umbrella king who had just shot out tens of thousands of steel needles noticed the stick that opened the world, suddenly retracted the umbrella, and pushed his palm out in front of him, and the gray qi made a thunderous sound.

Luo Shenghou's natal long stick, with the assistance of Wind and Fire, pressed the Umbrella Heavenly King Faxiang and smashed his head to pieces.

This blow was completely comparable to the full force of the Four Tribulations Divine Gang Supreme, and the terrifying momentum was heard, and half of the sky in the Bodhi Cave was almost rendered dark red.

The law phase was destroyed, Ruyang Hou Nangong Feice snorted, and a mouthful of golden-red blood spurted out of his lips.

"Wind and fire, his long stick is also a supreme weapon?"

Unable to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, Nangong Feice pinched the magic trick with his hand, dodged again and again, and escaped out of the range shrouded in the sea of fire.

Like them, the Marquis Daojun, the Holy Court is no less than a hundred, but there is not one in ten who can have the Supreme Weapon, and even he, the nineteenth Marquis of the Holy Court, only has two quasi-Supreme Weapons.

"His Royal Highness Emperor Wu, don't stand by anymore..."

Casually splitting the water dragon cast by the two alien supremes in the distance, Nangong Feice's eyelids jumped wildly, Luo Shenghou's background exceeded his estimates, if Emperor Yunxiao didn't interfere again, he would have to fight to death.

"Bestow the head, Nangong Feice, if you tie up your hands, you can still keep your whole corpse!haha!"

A blow shattered the law of the Marquis of Ruyang, Luo Shenghou's confidence soared, and with a wave of his hand, the surging flames and the wind cut off a mountain peak in the distance.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, which happened to be the direction where Nangong Feice fled.

Bang bang!

Nangong Feice's pupils shrank to a point, and facing the huge mountain that fell in the air, he summoned his quasi-supreme weapon, a mountain chisel hammer.

"If you want to kill Bendu, you are still hundreds of years early!"

Gritting his teeth, Nangong Feice held the mountain chisel hammer in his hand, and a wisp of origin power converged on the pointed part of the chisel, aiming at the top and slamming away.

In the deafening roar, the half of the mountain peak that was about twenty zhang long was directly torn apart, and Nangong Fei jumped out of the smoke and dust in embarrassment.

However, before he could catch his breath, the playful faces of two alien supremes appeared in his sight.

"Ice Dragon Kill!"

The two dragons made of cold ice poked their heads suddenly, and their big mouths covered with sharp fangs opened their mouths to bite down, and a wisp of blood exploded in the mouth of the ice dragon, stimulating the faces of the two alien supremes to look ecstatic.

This is a top feudal lord of the Holy Court, and those powerful forces who kill him and exile the twelve clans and the seven deadly sins will be rewarded heavily, and at the most they can mix a few 10,000-year-old elixirs, which can save them thousands of years of cultivation effort.

Luo Shenghou, who was suspended in mid-air, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as soon as Nangong Feice, the Marquis of Ruyang, died, the entire elite Fifth Legion was a plate of scattered sand, even if there were thousands of elite generals, it would be difficult to threaten them anymore.

"Nangong Feice rebelled out of the Holy Court and has been beheaded by Bendu, don't you want to live and die with rebellion?"

Raising the long stick in his hand, Luo Shenghou looked down at the soldiers of the Fifth Legion who were fighting everywhere below, and wanted to take the lead in labeling Nangong Feice as a rebel.

Not to mention, his voice suppressed the tens of thousands of soldiers and generals killed by the Fifth Legion, and the captains and god generals led by him were all shocked, revealing a sense of disbelief.

Sensing the hesitation of those generals around him, Luo Shenghou was about to increase his efforts to bewitch everyone, when a giant sword contaminated with boundless karma tore through the void and slashed at him.

A basin of cold water poured him cold, and in shock, he blocked the long stick in his hand in front of him.

The giant sword collided with the long stick, and the sound of gold and iron echoing instantly swayed, and the violent force shook his blood and blood, and he almost threw the natal long stick in his hand.

Luo Shenghou's body rolled in the air for more than a dozen turns, and after barely standing firm, he looked at the cracked tiger's mouth and the inch-deep opening on the natal magic weapon, and gasped.

"Who is it?"

When he suddenly looked squarely at the direction of the flying giant sword, a terrifying battle intent boiled hundreds of miles away, and the surging qi and blood were surging like ocean waves, and the essence wolf smoke with a thickness of dozens of zhang made everyone stunned.

With such a strong qi and blood, is this the high-ranking supreme demon beast emperor of which clan is here in person?

"Your Highness?"

"This breath, troublesome, he hasn't even left the Bodhi Cave yet?"

The evil boy's expression, who had been wandering around the periphery, changed wildly, and he didn't care about entangling with the Holy Court Dao Monarch in front of him, so he turned around and fled directly from this area.

That breath was too familiar to him, it was the Qingxia Emperor Martial Emperor, and with a single sword, he cut off the terrifying demon of the Star God Dao Supreme Body that he had taken away.

In the eyes of countless living beings, Di Yunxiao's figure was like a stream of purple red, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, and the distance of dozens of miles was just a blink of an eye.

"Aeolian legs!"

Before the voice arrived, Emperor Yunxiao's right leg turned into a remnant in the sky, driven by the terrifying body of the Eight Heavens of Refining Body, the speed of the leg shadow was far beyond what Luo Shenghou could react to.

Emperor Yunxiao's ferocious leg shadow hit the opponent's chest dozens of times in an instant, and even his heart was shattered, and Luo Shenghou's body was like a boat fluttering in the ocean, swaying with the wind.

"Eight Extremes Collapse Dragon Roar!"

The body that rushed forward stopped, Di Yunxiao's eyes bloomed with a bright divine light, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his right fist, and the extreme strength of nearly 10 million catties slammed out.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Luo Shenghou's muscles are centered on his fists, and all of them are bursting apart, including his bones.

In the end, the fist mixed with the roar of the dragon roared broke through the barrier of the flesh and broke out from behind Luo Shenghou, and the speed was so fast that ordinary monks could almost only see a light and shadow.

"Uhh Poof, you..."

In mid-air, Luo Shenghou turned his neck stiffly, and before he could finish speaking, the blood in his mouth was like a fountain, constantly gushing out of his throat, and his body stumbled and fell from the air.

The closest to the Overseer of the Forty-Second Legion, the Alien Supreme Revenant.

(End of chapter)