Chapter 467: The Lord of the Mandala Returns to Earth

Within the Heavenly Court, the Demon Saint Palace came strongly.

Everyone counted carefully, there were twenty-four demon saints on the scene, and each of them was a top saint, and there was no shortage of great saints and saint kings.

In addition to the black-robed demon, there was also a red-haired demon who exuded a scorching and domineering demonic aura all over his body.

On his face, scales faintly appeared.

"Kill!"

A burst of applause.

Twenty-four demon saints fought strongly.

One of the demon saints with seven tails behind him directly found Daji, and the black and fox tails flicked, whipping the void into a crackling sound.

Rumble!

Wu Xiao and Daji were both shocked out.

"As a divine beast, you are actually driven by the emperor of men, you are simply a demon shame!" The seven-tailed fox said with a hatred of iron and steel.

But Daji, Wu Xiao didn't pay attention, "The demons have not raised us in the slightest, who do we work for, and what do they have to do with you?!" ”

Let's get off the book

"Nonsense, as demons, you should work for demons!"

The seven-tailed fox said domineeringly.

"Messing around."

Daji snorted coldly, said no more, and fought with the other party.

As for the other demon saints, they also collided with saints from all walks of life.

It's just that due to the influence of the blood mist, the strength of the saints could not be fully exerted, and it was quickly suppressed.

"Haha, this blood mist that is rotting and eroding bones tastes uncomfortable, in this blood mist, even the sage will be suppressed by the three successes, I want to see, what else can you do!" The Seven-Tailed Fox Saint sneered.

The other side.

Xu Qianqiu sat on a high seat, still looking unfazed, only to see a powerful suction force burst out from his body.

Rumble!

The blood mist around him was constantly absorbed by him like a thousand rivers returning to the sea.

The thick blood mist began to thin out.

"If you want to devour the blood mist with your own strength, Xu Qianqiu, you are dreaming!" The red-haired demon saint burst into a shout.

A punch was thrown, and the demonic qi turned into a scorching foehn and burned out.

The power is no less than that of the Holy King.

Xu Qianqiu stopped absorbing the blood mist, and with a grip of his five fingers, the supreme holy law, Hun Yuan broke through the universe in one breath, and shattered the demonic qi.

"The strength of the Human Emperor is really extraordinary, but Xu Qianqiu, you fought with the sword peerless, I don't know how much combat power is left now?"

The red-haired demon saint sneered.

I saw that scales appeared on his face, accompanied by a long roar, and directly turned into his body, which was actually a red dragon with teeth and claws!

Fiery red scales, sharp claws, golden beast boys, wrapped in scorching red flames, exuding an unstoppable demonic aura.

The combat power of this red dragon is afraid to surpass that of ordinary saint kings.

After all, this is already a divine beast.

But that's not all.

In order to deal with Xu Qianqiu, the Demon Saint Palace made a big move this time.

Naturally, there will not be only one Saint King.

I saw that next to the red-haired demon saint, two saint-king-level demon saints walked out again, respectively, a werewolf holding a huge mace, with snow-white hair all over his body, a strong body, and even exuding a cold and biting cold.

The other one is a pitch-black demon ape.

Its face was like a fierce ghost, and the evil spirit was rolling, and everyone shuddered as if they could hear the howl of a terrible ghost from the depths of hell.

"It's the Snow Wolf King, and the Ghost-Faced Ape!"

"These two demon saints have more or less the bloodline of divine beasts, and they are also saint kings, plus the red dragon, the three demon saint kings with the bloodline of divine beasts, this demon holy palace can be said to be full of blood."

"I'm in trouble right now."

"Damn, this damn blood mist has affected our combat power, otherwise, how can we have the power to fight with our strength."

"Leave!"

Some saints saw that the situation was not good and wanted to leave.

only to find that at some point, an invisible barrier appeared in the place shrouded in blood mist around him, trapping everyone in place.

"It's the mirror!"

Someone noticed the bronze mirror in the sky.

It was that mirror that opened the spatial passage and allowed the Demon Saint to come, and not only that, but also created such a spatial enchantment.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's at least a Supreme Hallow."

"No, if it's just a holy artifact, it can't trap so many of our saints, it's a spatial attribute ...... Imperial Soldiers!! ”

Imperial soldiers?!

Everyone gasped.

This kind of thing is absolutely rare.

Don't look at Xu Qianqiu, there are several imperial soldiers on his body, but most of the supreme saint-level forces, and even the ancient forces, do not have imperial soldiers.

For example, the Guiyuan Star Divine Sect back then got the seal of the emperor's soldiers and leaked the news, which made the entire sect destroyed.

"I didn't expect the Demon Saint Palace to be willing to take out the imperial soldiers."

"It seems that they are bound to win this battle."

There is a blood mist erosion in front of it, which affects combat power.

Later, there were imperial soldiers, turning into an enchantment and blocking the way.

Everyone was immediately in trouble.

And on the other side.

Xu Qianqiu was surrounded by three demon saint kings, and the incomparable demon coercion was mighty and crushed towards him.

But he still has a light appearance, and between his sleeves, the three treasures of the human emperor appear, and the rhyme of the human emperor spreads.

Rumble!

The coercion of the three holy kings collided with the human emperor's Dao rhyme, resulting in violent turmoil, and one after another spatial cracks spread like spider webs.

"Human Emperor Xu Qianqiu, let's kill you first, and then kill the Terran masters present one by one, I see if the Terran will be able to compete with my demon clan for millions of years in the future!" The red dragon laughed.

It seems that we have seen the beautiful scene of the demon race enslaving the human race.

"You're thinking nicely."

Xu Qianqiu chuckled, "However, you are doomed to failure. ”

"The poison of rotting blood and bones has eroded most of the human races present, and as time goes by, their poisoning will become deeper and deeper, and even if they are saints, they will be vulnerable and not our opponents at all, in this case, is there anything else you can do to turn the tide?"

Red Dragon said disdainfully.

"On poison, you dare to get an axe in front of me!"

At this time.

I only heard an indifferent voice from the depths of the Heavenly Court.

A black slender figure walked out slowly, swaying with every move, and with her arrival, bursts of purple poisonous mist rolled out, intertwined with the surrounding blood mist, and actually canceled each other.

"How could it be, the poison of rotting blood and eating bones was actually neutralized?"

The faces of the demon saints changed slightly.

They looked at the comer, their eyes full of jealousy and doubt.

I saw someone coming, wearing a long black dress, with a graceful posture and a charming face, but between the eyebrows, there was majesty.

Noble and glamorous, inviolable.

When Manyu saw the comer, she was almost excited and cried.

"Lord of the Mandala!"

The person who came was the ancient Holy King of the Flower Clan, the Lord of the Mandala!

Not only that, but her combat power is so high that she is afraid of the existence of a Saint King that is far beyond the ordinary, after all, the entire Flower Clan in the past fell because of her.

Although it was not what she wanted.

"Kill!" The figure of a demon saint flashed, quietly came behind the Lord of the Mandala, and slashed out directly.

But seeing that the lord of the mandala did not retreat or avoid, he raised his hand, and the black ominous petals flew, and the demon saint who shot was directly blasted away.

When he wanted to strike again, he found that his body had become stiff, and under the influence of the mandala's poison, his vitality gradually withered.