Chapter Ninety-Two: The Three Princes of Heavenly Wind, Who Hide Deeply

Feeling the fierce battle ahead, Yingchen glanced back at the thirteen old guys in the east.

The strength of the blood prince is strong, even if others can not participate in the war, the strongest Dongxun must make a move.

Otherwise, I don't know how long this battle will be delayed.

Yingchen didn't want to delay a minute or a second, there were three waves of enemies at once today, and if there was another wave of inexplicable people in a while, it would be really too chaotic.

After feeling Yingchen's eyes, Dong Xun flew out expressionlessly and joined the battle group.

Originally, after the Black Spirit Fox King joined the battle, the blood demon had already resisted with some difficulty.

Now that Dong Xun has also joined in, he has completely fallen into the disadvantage.

No matter how strong his body is, this is just a clone, and his strength is very limited.

As the battle progressed, the Blood Fiend's body had begun to gradually become overwhelmed, and pieces of flesh and blood were crumbling.

In many places, only skeletons remain.

At this time, the heart of the Eighth Prince of the Blood Clan was very aggrieved, if there were really only Six Dao Spots and the Thirteen Ancestors of Donglin, then Yingchen would definitely not be able to escape from the palm of his hand today.

But now that there are three more Void Ninefolds, the situation is immediately reversed.

The Ninefold Void Returning to the Void and the Returning to the Void Sevenfold and Eightfold are different, that represents a kind of extreme, a kind of extreme below the immortals.

Therefore, even if his control of power far exceeds theirs, limited to the lack of strength, he cannot achieve one against five.

Especially the two old men of the Heavenly Wind Dynasty, the cooperation was natural, even if he found a flaw, it was not enough to defeat their combined attack.

"Yingchen, this prince must break your body into pieces!" The bloodfiend's hoarse demonic voice rang out.

Yingchen is puzzled, this thing has a problem with his brain, why do you have to stare at herself!?

I didn't make a move at all, and it was obviously those five powerhouses who returned to the void and returned to the void.

In Yingchen's depressed thoughts, the Blood Demon's body completely shattered, and a scarlet spirit flew out of it, hovering in the sky.

Seeing this, the two of the Heavenly Wind Emperor immediately joined forces to kill the past.

At this moment, the scarlet spirit showed a mocking look, and then exploded, covering the entire sky with blinding blood light.

He would never allow his spiritual sense to be caught, there were countless immortals in the Donghua Dynasty, if he was really caught by the spirit body, the other party was likely to find his body with a spiritual sense.

"Yingchen, if you have a kind, you will enter the Demon God Wasteland, and this prince will be waiting for you there!"

With the last sound, the breath of the Eight Princes of the Blood Clan completely dissipated in the heavens and the earth, leaving nothing behind.

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In a very far boundary from the east, there is a thick white fog that stretches for 100,000 miles all year round.

The white mist cut off all exploration, and if a creature enters it, it will be lost forever.

Somewhere in that white mist, there was a distorted spatial portal.

On the other side of the portal, there is a world of blood sea, and on the monstrous blood waves, a handsome red-haired man with a blood lotus in the center of his eyebrows sits cross-legged.

With a wave of blood shattering, the red-haired man opened his eyes, his eyes filled with anger.

"Donglin Dynasty, Yingchen, Tianfeng Dynasty, Black Spirit Fox Clan, you wait for this prince!"

"One day, we will refine you all into this sea of blood!"

The red-haired man roared angrily, and the entire sea of blood began to surge, and even a pair of scarlet eyes emerged from the sea of blood.

Just when the Eight Princes of the Blood Clan roared angrily, the east side fell into a state of confrontation again.

The final self-explosion of the Eight Princes of the Blood Clan caused a lot of impact on the two old men of Tianfeng, and their breaths were a little unstable.

But the third prince of Tianfeng turned back again, and as soon as he came, he asked them to take down Yingchen.

Yingchen looked at the strange man in front of him a little speechlessly.

"Yingchen, hand over the relics in your hand, and return the phoenix spirit to this prince, otherwise the east will be destroyed today."

The three princes of Tianfeng looked proud, and the wind was flowing vigorously, and they really felt a little handsome.

Hearing that he wanted the relics in Yingchen's hand, the two injured old men also fell silent, silently standing behind him, and confronting Yingchen and the others.

"The third prince, right? I don't know who gave you the courage. ”

"Do you think that with the state of the two of them, they can be the opponents of Dongxun and Madara?" Yingchen looked at him like a fool.

The Three Princes of Tianfeng suddenly burst out laughing when they heard this:

"Hahahaha, Yingchen, you are too underestimated by this prince."

"Where is the Hurricane Legion?"

With the shouts of the three princes of Tianfeng, the sky around the eastern city began to blow a terrifying hurricane.

In the hurricane, shining armor figures appeared, and as soon as they appeared, they immediately attacked Yingchen's mechanical legion!

Feeling the strength of this legion, Yingchen's heart sank, there are not many returning monks in this legion, but there are many Yuan Shen cultivators!

A legion of about 30,000 people, there are more than 8,000 people, who are the existence of the condensed primordial gods!

Are these three princes really a fool who doesn't understand anything?

Not to mention Yingchen, even the two old men who have been in charge of the safety of the three princes are shocked.

They don't know when the Three Princes had such a strong legion.

The strength of this legion can be compared to the main army of Tianfeng now.

This is strategic force, could a waste prince have such an army in his hands?

"Yingchen, hand it over, whether this prince can rise or not depends on this time, such a strong relic is not something you can control."

The third prince looked at Yingchen greedily.

His intelligence was dense throughout the Heavenly Wind Dynasty's sphere of influence, even stronger than the Heavenly Wind Dynasty's own intelligence organization.

Yingchen's information has been clearly detected by him.

A down-and-out prince of an ordinary lower dynasty, with a continuous increase in force in his hands, is definitely in control of the extraordinary ruins of the dynasty.

It's just that he hasn't been able to get to where the ruins are.

In the end, after the strong man Liudaoban appeared in Yingchen's hands, he finally couldn't help it.

did not hesitate to expose so many years of operation, but also forcibly seized the relics in Yingchen's hands.

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, do you think that I only have one strong man in my hands?"

Yingchen had regained his calm, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The third prince's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Otherwise? Do you think you can hide from the prince's detection? ”

After saying this, he immediately squinted at the people of the Black Spirit Fox Clan on the side.

"The Black Spirit Fox King, right, if you get out of here now, this prince can be treated as if you haven't been here!"

The Black Spirit Fox King's gaze was slightly condensed, and it kept circling on Yingchen and the Third Prince.

He knew that even if he united with Yingchen, he would not be able to deal with this terrifying legion.

With more than 8,000 Yuan Shen powerhouses, and more than 300 cultivators with different cultivation levels, this force, even in the powerful Spirit Fox Dynasty, can be regarded as a powerful army.

But he was unwilling to give up his daughter like this, and now he regrets it, he shouldn't have let his daughter come to such a dangerous place to experience in the first place.

Just when he hesitated, Yingchen's voice rang out:

"Third prince, you are really forcing me."