Xiao Lang looked at the surrounding scenery and found that it was not the place where he had not reached the agreement with Chihiro. In his plan, Chihiro came to pick him up and escape, and he and Xiao Bai, the phantom monster that turned into a pangolin, dug countless tunnels in front of him, waiting for Xiao Lang to escape from the tunnels. There are so many tunnels that it is possible to confuse the public and make it better to escape.

It's just that at this moment, even if he escapes to the tunnel dug by Chihiro, he can't escape, because the three war emperors have locked him, and he has no way to go to the sky and no way to go down.

"Kill!"

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, since there was no way to escape, he pulled a few more cushions, which also made Yun Zishan's flesh ache for a while.

The grass vine roared out, and after healing his injuries, he immediately put it away. He rushed towards several War Kings in front of him, his speed was fast, and the Heavenly Demon Combat Skill gave him a strong body. He was like a fierce lion, his short white hair was like a lion's mane standing up, his face was full of demonic energy, and his eyes were full of hideousness.

"Haha, I actually threw myself into the net and died!"

The four or five rapidly approaching war kings glanced at each other, laughed fiercely, and didn't let go of their anger anymore, and rushed directly at Xiao Lang.

"Whew!"

Three fists and two whip legs turned into afterimages, attacking Xiao Lang's body and head from the left and right and above.

Xiao Lang was like a mad lion, rushing towards him fearlessly, completely ignoring the attacks of several people, and slamming his fists into the bodies of the two war kings.

"Bang!"

Xiao Lang's body flew out upside down, covered in flesh and blood, and it was unbearable to see. But what shocked the several war kings was that Xiao Lang actually easily broke through the Xuan Qi battle armor of the two war kings, and then grabbed the hearts of the two war kings with his fists in an instant.

"Whew!"

In the distance, more War Kings and Zhan Zun gathered towards this side, and what frightened them was that Xiao Lang was obviously seriously injured by the attack, and a grass vine phantom in his body flashed, and the injury was immediately healed. Then he burst out again, and he endured a few more attacks, and once again grabbed the hearts of the two war kings...

Countless war kings didn't believe in evil, and they quickly flew towards Xiao Lang, they didn't believe that a young man who was only nineteen years old could not die under the attack of a group of war kings!

"This Xiao Lang actually doesn't have a Xuan Qi battle armor, and several battle king powerhouses can't kill him with a single blow with all their strength?

"Is he immortal? How can he not be killed? Ah! Lord Mo Yimeng is dead..."

Countless War Kings pounced, but countless War Lords looked at the battle situation in front of them in a daze, their eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and the situation in front of them completely subverted their perception of martial arts.

The full strength of several war kings could not kill Xiao Lang in an instant by attacking at the same time, and Xiao Lang could easily break through the battle king's Xuan Qi battle armor every time, and then take the lives of the two of them. His speed was too fast to dodge at all, Xiao Lang looked seriously injured and wanted to die every time, but with a flash of grass vines, he was immediately as fierce as a tiger...

Looking at Xiao Lang, who was covered in blood, and looking at the seven or eight battle king powerhouses on the ground who had their hearts shattered and were dead, dozens of war lords all felt a chill from the depths of their souls.

There is no vanity under the fame!

The first genius, the first genius, and the first traitor of the War Dynasty are really extraordinary. It's a pity that this person is now an enemy of the War Dynasty...

The corpse is still increasing, and there is more and more blood on Xiao Lang's body, but he can't kill it, even the two war kings can't kill it when they release the Divine Soul Combat Technique, but he suddenly released the grass vine to devour a person's divine soul...

More than twenty war kings have already been killed fourteen or fifteen people, and the rest of the war kings are afraid. What a fucking fart, Xiao Lang has an immortal body, they can't kill them at all, everyone has to finish playing like this.

As soon as someone was afraid of retreating, the rest of the people immediately fled in all directions, but Xiao Lang rushed into the group of Zhanzun who were watching the excitement like a tiger descending from the mountain, and began to slaughter...

It's too late, it's too soon!

Xiao Lang and a group of war kings and Zhanzun faced each other in a matter of moments, and the battle between the strong was between electric sparks and flints every time. The speed of the war king is as fast as lightning, and if Xiao Lang runs with all his might, the journey of a thousand miles is only a matter of a small hour.

"Bang!"

Hundreds of ground behind Xiao Lang, the soil exploded, and three figures broke through the ground, and the momentum was shocking. The three of them were 10,000 meters away from Xiao Lang just now, but the passage was destroyed by Xiao Lang, so they came out a little slower...

The three of them originally thought that even if Xiao Lang went to the ground, after all, there were too many people on it. Can Xiao Lang, the king of so many battles, not die? How do you know that the three of them are stunned as soon as they sweep the situation!

There were corpses all over the ground, more than a dozen powerhouses in the War King Realm had died, and the War Venerable Realm was even dead, and Xiao Lang was still chasing and killing that group of War Venerable martial artists at this moment.

"Meng'er, Meng'er!"

A war emperor swept the corpse of a war king on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, his body shot away, he picked up a corpse on the ground, and after finding that he was completely dead, he immediately raised his head and roared: "Ah, ah, ah! Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang! You dare to kill my son, I will cut you with a thousand knives!"

The War Emperor put down the corpse, his body was full of anger, he raised his head and screamed a few times, and his body shot towards Xiao Lang. The murderous aura on his body made the surrounding sky solidify, and countless Zhanzun's bodies softened.

"It's so powerful, are you going to die?"

Xiao Lang slowly withdrew one hand from the chest of a Zhan Zun, feeling the pressure on his body like a mountain, he raised his head weakly, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of pity.

"As long as I refine two Xuanshi, Lao Tzu may not have the strength to fight with you, it's a pity!"

Xiao Lang sighed heavily, although the grass vine had treated him to his heyday, he didn't have the slightest intention of resisting in the face of a war emperor.

Because the War Emperor and the War King are two completely different realms, the War King is barely considered a strong person in the Divine Soul Continent. The War Emperor is an absolute powerhouse, and a War Emperor can ignore any War King, no matter how many there are. The Emperor of War has coercion and spiritual sense. With just coercion, you can make the War King slower and react slower, and kill easily.

"Whew!"

A huge python phantom roared out from behind the War Emperor, who was probably furious. He actually wanted to use the strongest attack to blast Xiao Lang to pieces.

At this moment, Xiao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up like stars, he had never seen such a stupid person. His own grass vine can corrode the divine soul, and many people in the War Dynasty know it, right? Zuo Fan, the elder of the Zuo Family's Battle Hall, can devour the divine soul by himself, let alone the middle level of the War Emperor in front of him.

"Don't!"

"Put away the divine soul, Xiao Lang grass vine divine soul can corrode the divine soul!"

Several urgent roars sounded at the same time, and the War Emperor also woke up and immediately wanted to retract his soul.

It's just that... Can Xiao Lang let go of such an opportunity? It's always good to bring a war emperor to accompany him to the funeral, and it's good to let Yun Zishan vomit blood. The grass vine flew out like a poisonous dragon, and Xiao Lang's body also rose into the sky.

"Whew!"

The two War Emperors in the distance moved, immediately released their coercion, and rushed towards this side frantically. But they were a little far away, and they could only watch as the red light of the grass vine shone brightly, entwining the python into it. Then the War Emperor screamed in the air and fell, his Xuan Qi battle armor shattered, and his face was like ashes.

Xiao Lang's body was under duress, his eyes were extremely cold, and under the frightened gaze of countless people, he smashed down the head of the war emperor with an iron fist...