"What happened?"

They looked at the huge Flood Desolation Demon Tower in a daze, their minds were dazed, and a big chain hand came horizontally, directly dragging the Frost Heavenly Dragon away, without any pause at all, and the speed was very fast.

The immortal fluctuations that they had originally blasted away were even more empty.

Seeing this desolate demon tower now, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, because the spread of this breath carried the taste of ancient desolation, as if it was stained with countless blood, and the bones were endless.

"He did it!

Suddenly, a force Tianjiao let out a terrifying scream, and he saw Chen Yuan cast the Flood Desolation Demon Tower, and then took the Frost Heavenly Dragon into it, and the process was light and light, without any sense of stagnation.

And the key problem is that the Frost Heavenly Dragon did not have the slightest power to resist in front of the Flood Desolation Demon Tower, and was like a rooster and was taken away by the Divine Eagle!

"Release it to the Emperor!"

The Nine Emperor Princes of the East Pole Immortal Court shouted angrily, and at the same time, the aura of imperial power erupted from him.

For the sake of this Frost Heavenly Dragon, he and his thirteenth brother guarded it for a whole month, and now it was finally driven out from the depths by the pervert-level demon venerable, and it was finally about to be tamed, and it could be used as his own mount.

An inexplicable person actually popped up, and he took it away with his backhand!

When Chen Yuan heard his words, he couldn't help but glance at it, and then ignored it again, when the blue-eyed white dragon continued to meander and gallop, the prince was simply angry, and when he was about to make a move, he was directly pulled by the thirteenth brother.

"This person's origin is unknown, and he can't fight with him yet!" When he said in a low voice, the Nine Emperor Princes watched the white dragon leave and waved his sleeves angrily.

"This prince wants to see who he is!" said that, he followed with a gloomy expression.

The forces in the rear, Tianjiao, were also stunned for a long time, and they also trembled and hurriedly followed, this kind of magic weapon of the Flood Desolate Demon Tower fully showed that the identity of this white dragon man was extremely not simple.

The shock began to spread, with the white dragon as the center, it continued to spread in all directions of the demon fairy slaughterhouse, and soon more people heard about it, and rushed over when their hearts were shaken.

Just in the Demon Immortal Slaughterhouse, when the storm continued to spread, in a certain direction on its periphery, a figure appeared standing in the air, his body was covered with the cold of green frost, carrying two broad swords, his face was covered with sharp edges like knives, but in the corner of his eyes, there was a slight trace of vicissitudes.

"It's been a long time since I've received a request from Uncle Shi, so that Uncle Shi cares so much, this young man should have some kind of special ability, and he must find him before the Qiyao Immortal Court kills him. ”

As he whispered in his mouth, he stepped across again, and saw some kind of change going on in the Demon Immortal Slaughterhouse.

There are many forces Tianjiao who are running towards the depths, and they can't care about those scattered demon immortals at all, and even ignore them directly in the end.

"What's going on?"

The rare scene really made the Qinghan Sword King Immortal very puzzled, the actions of these forces were very abnormal, after all, according to the past, it was taboo in the depths of the Demon Immortal Slaughterhouse, and no one dared to set foot in the slightest.

Confused, he also ran, and happened to hear the conversation coming from the people below.

"This white dragon man has swept all the hunting grounds of the prince of the Sanfang Immortal Court, and there are about dozens of powerful demon immortals, who have been forcibly taken away by him, and they are about to reach the depths now!"

"You have news from two hours ago, I have a little brother who is following behind the white dragon, and it is said that there are already two perverted demon venerables who have been included in the demon tower!"

"This, this, this...... Is this really?"

A gasp of horror sounded, and when the storm came, their spirits were subverted, and the people of the white dragon who suddenly appeared, with an overwhelming means, pushed all the high-level demon immortals in the demon fairy slaughterhouse.

"It's true!"

......

When the words came out, the Qinghan Sword King Immortal in the sky couldn't help but wonder for a while, and when he raised his eyes to look at it, he was quite surprised in his heart.

The entire demon fairy slaughterhouse has never seen the current situation, as if there is an unknown existence that is taming a large number of demon immortals, and even the perverted level demon venerable has been taken away!

If that's the case, it's an ancient storm!

The Qinghan Sword King Immortal immediately burst out with a faster speed, speeding towards the depths, and finally an hour later, he crossed the realm of most of the demon immortal slaughterhouses and came to the depths.

But the once rich and evil demon power fluctuations have disappeared, and the several demon venerables who used to be able to compete with him are all gone.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the eyes of the Qinghan Sword King Immortal couldn't help twitching, it seemed that what those Tianjiao said was really true, and there were unprecedented variables in the entire Demon Immortal Slaughterhouse.

With a heart full of tremors, he advanced again, until he saw the Flood Desolation Demon Tower, which covered the sky and the sun, standing on the top of the distant firmament, within the line of sight, standing a large number of forces Tianjiao, looking up in horror.

Qinghan Sword King Immortal couldn't help but pause at this moment, and there was a messy feeling in the wind, floating on his face.

The white dragon meandered, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged, his expression was calm, his index finger fluctuated and roared, that is, there was another demon venerable, but he had reached the level of a heavy heaven in the ancient realm, which was enough to deter the powerful existence of the eight desolations in the sky, and he was captured by the demon tower in an instant.

The iron door closed, and a terrifying roar was heard from within, but soon the roar was accompanied by a panicked scream, as if it was being subjected to some kind of inhuman treatment.

Such a scene has been staged many times, and all the Tianjiao who followed it had already roared to the point of paralysis in their hearts, even if it was enough for them to crawl and tremble, they did not have any power to resist.

Chen Yuan's existence seems to be here to subvert their cognition.

At present, this demon venerable was taken away again, and the white dragon was about to leave, but at the top of the sky in the distance, a storm suddenly appeared, and the space was torn open a huge opening, and countless immortal soldiers covered it, and their faces were extremely cold.

A huge imperial chariot, exuding the power of a dragon, slowly appeared in everyone's sight, and at the same time, there was a figure in the imperial robe standing with his hands in his hands, standing outside the imperial chariot.

The roar of this breath came, and the heavy appearance of the figure made the faces of everyone present change again, and when the pupils shrank sharply, the body began to retreat, and the two princes of the East Pole Immortal Court were even more distracted.

"It's actually the banner of the Seven Yao Heavenly Sons, it's really rare for him to lead the crowd here this time, could it be because of this white dragon man?"