King Bixuan, the supreme creature of the five-colored toad clan of the demon clan, will be retribution, and belongs to a terrible existence full of bad water but excellent cultivation, and his reputation among the demon clan is not very good.

This time, it was King Bi Xuan who secretly issued a decree against the Cave Heaven Legion, and that cunning supreme creature hoped that the Fog Heavenly God General and others could be his outposts, and as much as possible to obtain the acquired spirit treasure and supreme weapon for him.

"This is your business! Although King Bixuan is the king, he can't directly mobilize the real power of the marquis. The errand is to be taken by you, how to reply to King Bixuan, don't tell this seat to find a way on a foggy day!"

Chunyang Hou didn't want to offend that mysterious Dao Monarch, and he always felt that there was a pair of even more terrifying eyes watching him in the dark.

"Brother Chunyang Dao, that's not what you said, of the ten spirit crystals rewarded by King Bixuan, you alone occupy four. ”

Another god general showed his face, King Bixuan gave him a treasure of great weight in advance, and when Chunyang Hou took it away, he was not embarrassed at all.

"That's enough! Since the Overseers don't want to intervene, they don't force it. However, regarding the dispatch power of the Dongtian Legion, I still hope that the Overseers will not interfere, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to explain the person of King Bixuan. ”

The Misty Celestial Divine General stretched out and stopped the nagging of the other two Divine Generals.

Hearing this, Chunyang Hou pondered for a moment and bowed slightly.

"Ben Hou still has some things to deal with, and he has to go out for half a month, and the 150,000 garrison monks of the Dongtian Legion here are all under the jurisdiction of the three god generals. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of Chunyang Hou slowly melted into the void, and directly turned into a streamer and escaped from the extraterritorial battlefield, obviously, he did not intend to get involved in this matter.

"Hey! It's really a wall-to-wall grass, both sides are not offended, and they have a good calculation. ”

Wendeshen clenched his right hand tightly, and looked up and down the throne of the Marquis of Chunyang with cold eyes, showing disdain.

"It's okay! I didn't expect him to contribute, the military power is in our hands, 100,000 monks form a battle formation, and the three of us are in the middle, even if it is the supreme powerhouse, what can we do?"

With a wave of his hand, the Fog God directly ordered the six commanders and thirteen real people to assemble.

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"Hey, it's almost half a pillar of incense, isn't Chunyang Hou Mo planning to be a shrunken-headed turtle?"

After waiting for a long time, Di Yunxiao still didn't wait for the Dongtian Legion army to give way, and Di Yunxiao had already faintly smelled some kind of uneasiness.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the black-pressed legion monks in the distance actually began to assemble, divided into four phalanxes, and crushed in the direction where they were, and the huge momentum was more shocking than the tens of millions of troops in the mortal realm.

"Oh roar! It's really surprising, just a monk from the world, the superposition of 100,000 people can condense such a breathtaking momentum, which is not much better than the quasi-supreme. ”

Kun Xuan Daojun was secretly surprised, he had lived in the Tianzun Palace for a long time, and it was the first time he had rarely gone out to see the ants in his eyes burst out with such an incredible momentum.

"Hurry away. What we represent is the Immortal Holy Court, the king has decreed, and the extraterritorial battlefield is not allowed to enter or exit, I'm sorry!"

The voice of the Foggy Heavenly Divine General came out of the hall, and the momentum of the three Divine Generals became fierce, and a-for-tat atmosphere made Emperor Yunxiao's face change suddenly.

"How can this be reasonable, does Chunyang Marquis plan to break his promise?"

Seeing this momentum, the Cave Heaven Legion's gods did not open the passage as they thought, but planned to forcibly expel them.

"Presumptuous!Emperor Qingxia Martial Emperor, pay attention to your attitude, are you questioning the orders of the divine generals in such a tone?"

Although the Fog Heavenly God General is not disgusted with the Terran Tianjiao, he also does not have a good impression, especially after hearing that Emperor Wu Huang killed several top kings of the Demon Race in the Tianzun Palace, he is even more disliked.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that Chunyang Hou had already left, leaving the three kittens to block our exploration path, it was really whimsical.

The formation of 100,000 people is too flawed for this seat. ”

Kun Gong Daojun's face remained unchanged, he held the jade Ruyi in his hand, silently reciting the spell, and a mysterious fluctuation came out of his body, and in an instant, it turned into a mysterious note and entered the ears of the 100,000 Cave Heaven Legion monks.

"Time passes between your fingers, and you fall into a chaotic slumber under the 'rhythm of the Infernal Sound' of this seat. ”

In the palace dozens of miles away, the expression of the Foggy Heavenly God, who was originally showing a face of victory, changed greatly.

As far as his eyes could see, thousands of Winter Legion monks fell to the ground and fell asleep like grass mustard, and even some of the Purple Mansion monks couldn't resist and fell directly from the starry sky.

"It's not good, it's a big vertigo spell! That old Taoist is still a Shinto monk, and it's a big trouble now. Hurry up, you and the others join forces to isolate the rhythm of the sound, don't let the old way continue to chant the mantra. ”

The Fog God will transform into a flying peng, and directly soar into the sky, and the sharp roar of the peng bird shook the heavens and the earth, temporarily suppressing the spread of the Kun Gong Dao Jun Yin Mantra.

Wende Shenjun was already very unhappy, although Chunyang Hou mentioned that Kun Gong Daojun was very powerful, he didn't take it to heart.

Seeing the other party's move, he immediately signaled to another god to join forces with him to separate the sound killing method of the absolute side.

The huge Peng Bird Dharma Body soared in the sky, its wings fluttering, the violent wind whirled, and everything within a radius of 100 miles seemed to be swept away.

"Old Dao, don't toast and don't eat and drink, no matter how strong you are in cultivation, you dare to attack the Holy Court Legion, that is a serious crime!"

The Misty Heavenly God was a little angry, and the huge Feipeng Clan swooped down, looking at it as if he was going to have a fight with Kun Xuan Daojun.

The wind howled, like a claw made of black iron tearing through the void, sliding out a long stream of air.

"Senior, be careful, this fog god will be the body of a divine beast, and non-human beings can defeat him, so he should use his magical powers to deal with him. ”

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the sky, Di Yunxiao's spine bent, and the Yuan Tu sword behind him was pulled out, and he was on top of his head to guard against the other party's black hand.

The Daojun of the Demon Clan has always been unruly, and the strong man of the Feipeng Clan is determined not to let him pass, I am afraid that there is still some conspiracy hidden in it, and he has to guard against it.

"And relieved, a small Yaoguanglun monk who has become the pinnacle, although this seat is old, he is not afraid. ”

Kun Gong Daojun's robe flicked, revealing a small brown pocket-sized bag.

His eyes bloomed, and a huge amount of mana was poured into the treasure bag, and in an instant, this mysterious pocket rose against the wind, expanding thousands of times, revealing the deep multicolored glow in the bag.

"Qiankun bag, I received his Gangfeng for this seat!"

With a cold drink, a roar suddenly came out of the Qiankun bag, and the wind seemed to be being pulled into the big mouth of the Qiankun bag.

Some of the Purple Mansion monks who flew into the air, intending to assist the Fog Heavenly God in the battle, were dizzy, and they were directly swept by the wind and detained in the Qiankun bag.

(End of chapter)

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