Feng Shaobai roared angrily, ignoring the soft whip in close proximity, and the chain war hammer in his hand slashed down, simple and direct, and the power of a thousand catties smashed directly into Qing Mu'er, and he dropped ten tigers with one force.

Qing Mu'er quickened her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, twisted her body, and the soft whip in her hand was as straight as a gun, smashing Huanglong. The tip of the whip is lightning fast, and the angle is extremely tricky.

Worried about Qing Mu'er's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained everywhere, timid, unable to perform, not to mention how depressed he was.

In the middle of the field, I saw the shadow of the whip, the hammer wind gusted, you come and go, and no one can help anyone for a while. In case of any accident, they can't afford it, but in order to avoid the deterioration of the relationship between the two races, they can't go into battle in person, and they are as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

After being entangled for a long time, Qing Mu'er was a little annoyed and angry, her brain was hot, in order to win the fruit of life and the six-grade prescription for Xiao Yan, she couldn't care about the relationship between the two clans, let alone think about what kind of trouble it would bring to the blood demon clan, so she was ready to wave her hand and let everyone take action.

Qing Mu'er's impatient expression was seen by the red-clothed elder, and she couldn't help but tremble in horror. In the current situation, as long as Qing Mu'er gives an order, it will be a big scuffle, and there will inevitably be casualties, and the relationship between the two clans will completely collapse, how can this be good?

Just when everyone was at a loss, at this time, in mid-air, a gust of wind galloped in.

The people who can appear around silently in the consciousness of themselves and others are by no means idle. Moreover, it is not known whether the comer is friend or foe, and the hearts of both warring parties are tight.

In an instant, I saw an old man in a blood-red robe, standing in the air with a halberd on his feet. The halberd is two meters long, and the blade resembles a crescent moon, and the whole body is dark, except that the tip of the blade is blood-red. The halberd is in the wind, and the whimpering sound is constant, if there are thousands of ghosts attached to the halberd body, it is definitely a superb weapon.

Compared to the superb war halberd, the blood-red robed old man looked a little thin. The skin is reddish-brown, the beard is curly, the eyebrows are long, and the hair that rises to the sky is a bright fiery red. In the depths of the black eyes, there was like a red flame burning, making people dare not look at each other.

The old man hung there, exuding a vigorous aura, vast and boundless, dripping upward, surrounded by ribbons of demonic mist, oppressing people into a cold sweat, almost suffocating.

As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Mu'er and Feng Shaobai, who were fighting, both involuntarily stopped.

"Fourth grandfather, you're finally back, you want to die Mu'er." Qing Mu'er screamed and threw herself in front of the old man.

"Mu'er, come, let the fourth grandfather take a good look. Tsk, it looks more watery. When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled, and the momentum in his body suddenly dissipated without a trace.

The old man is the fourth elder of the Blood Demon Clan, since he was a child, he has been known as a rare genius in the clan for ten thousand years, his nature is uninhibited, he likes to travel everywhere, his whereabouts are uncertain, he has disappeared for nearly two thousand years, he didn't expect to appear here.

"I've seen the Four Elders." When the red-clothed elder and the others saw the four elders, they were very excited and stepped forward to greet them.

"Uh-huh, are you alright?" Seeing everyone, the four elders were also very happy, but their eyes never left Qing Mu'er, and the spoiling that was revealed made everyone sweat profusely.

"Fourth grandfather, why are you here?" Qing Mu'er was coquettish, jumping happily like a red flame.

"I just stepped into Juxi City with my front foot, and I was about to go back to the Demon Capital, when I felt Mu'er's breath, so I came over quickly." The four elders were exceptionally kind in front of Qing Mu'er.

"It's still the fourth grandfather who is the best for Mu'er." Qing Mu'er smiled sweetly, and everyone was speechless for a while, who in the Blood Demon Clan didn't know that the four elders doted on Qing Mu'er, even more so than Qing Haoran.

"Fourth Elder, I feel that your strength seems to have increased greatly now, how many stars are there?" The red-clothed elder was beside him, and he felt that the four elders were imposing, and couldn't help but interject.

"That's right, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."

"Hehe, Eight Stars." The four elders replied casually.

The words of the four elders were more shocking than the momentum that covered the sky and the sun. Although the Doudi Continent is said to have a nine-star Dou Emperor, since the ancient catastrophe, no one has seen it with their own eyes, and they have not even heard of its name.

The Eight-Star Dou Emperor is naturally a peak powerhouse in the actual sense, few of them are average, and there are only a handful, all of which are the peak force of super shili. Now that the Blood Demon Clan has actually appeared with an Eight-Star Dou Emperor, coupled with the Blood Demon Order, it seems that the true unification of the Demon Clan is just around the corner, and the elders are excited for a while.

"Mu'er, was he bullying you just now?"