A demon cloud floated in, and there were dozens of people above it, clustering around a chariot, chanting in unison, praising the prestige of the Heavenly Demon Holy Lord, and came here with a slightly different painting style from everyone else.

On the chariot, Shen Yi sat with a golden sword, and behind him were the two protectors of the Red Lotus Lady and the Ghost King, as well as Xiongtu, the great disciple of the mountain, standing on the side.

Around the chariot, there are streams of demonic energy, shrouded in the fifty-three figures that are not good people at first glance, sometimes turning into black water waves, and sometimes turning into heavy shadows.

The demonic qi is of the same origin, all the people are returning, and the qi of dozens of people is connected into one, even in the face of the coercion of several great grandmasters, they will not fall behind at all.

[In view of the general environment,

"Heavenly Demon!"

When Vinaya saw this, a golden light flashed in his eyes, "Dare to break into the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, it is indeed a bit of a doorway. It seems that to determine the truth about the destruction of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, we have to start with this person."

One of the purposes of his visit to the capital this time was to find out the truth about the destruction of the Great Ci'en Temple.

Yesterday, it was because of the confrontation with the enemy's great grandmaster that he had no time to take care of Shen Yi, but today he couldn't let him get away so easily.

On the other side, Ming Bu's eyes were also flickering, and he seemed to care about Shen Yi's momentum, but he was his own representative this time, and it was still important to gamble.

"First battle, which state are you going to bet on?" Ming Bu constantly looked at each other, his gaze wandering between Chen Tianyuan and Shi Ao.

The Eight Prefectures Assassin Shi and the military lord are the same as King An, going to see the first emperor on his last journey, and out of the intention of concealing their own combat strength, this time both sides did not mobilize the army, but only let the great grandmaster come with the people who participated in the battle.

Since Chen Tianyuan and Shi Ao appeared here, then this battle should be a bet on Youzhou.

Sure enough, I saw Shi Ao take a step forward with his halberd, and said loudly, "Gamble on Youzhou." If a certain family is defeated, Qu Wuya will directly bury the dog emperor in the imperial mausoleum, who do you want to send to death?"

He looked at Zhou Ji and Ren Yue with fierce eyes, obviously holding a similar idea to Ming Buxi.

Since he is here, the candidate for this first battle should be one of these two.

Both sides have their own tacit understanding, and there will be no situation of bullying the weak with the strong, because both of them have the idea of letting the other party die.

What's the use of bullying the weak with the strong, the great grandmaster is to kill the great grandmaster, so that there is value in the fight. This gambling battle is not only the division of power in Kyushu, but also the continuation of the struggle between King An and Daomen, Demon Dao and Daomen.

"Courageous."

Hearing Shi Ao's words, as an enemy party, he also had to praise Qu Wuyan's courage.

Being able to pin his net worth and life on others, even Shi Ao, who was once a faint enemy, shows Qu Wuya's courage. If Shi Ao loses, King An will really take Qu Wuya to give the first emperor a funeral.

"Naturally, it's good courage," Shi Aoji pointed at the enemy and said in a loud voice, "The lives of a certain family and Qu Wuya are pressed down, who will die?" It's you? Or are you?"

The battle of the Tie Ce Army was full of anger, and he raised his voice to invite the battle, and regarded the master of the palace and the Hercules and demons as nothing, which made the highly respected Zhou Ji show his iron color.

Ming is constantly light and calm, and the evil spirit of Zhan Shura is just like facing the spring breeze to him, and he doesn't care at all. I only heard him say, "The two of them are just here to watch the battle, and your opponent is him."

A dark cloud suddenly flew in the sky, and the dense sound of wings flapping fans came with the wind, and when it got closer, you could see that the dark cloud was composed of countless flying birds, and all kinds of birds were like a swarm of bees around a handsome golden sculpture in the center, and an old man who looked like a fairy wind on the back of the golden sculpture.

The old man was dressed in a golden feather robe, his face was like gold paper, his pale beard was neatly combed, and a pair of blue vertical boys with the sharpness of an eagle falcon firmly locked on Shi Ao.

"Hey, it's an old acquaintance." Shen Yi said in a low voice.

Although he has not really met this person, Shen Yi will never forget this

Breath.

One of the Yilou Keqing who once intercepted Qingluan on the way into Beijing, the old man of the Heavenly Bird, his divine sense tasted quite good, and Shen Yi still remembers it vividly.

The old man of the Heavenly Bird, ranked sixteenth on the black list, is a Qi refiner of the Yuan God Realm.

In terms of ranking, he is still one below Mrs. Red Lotus, but these two have never really fought each other, they are just ranked by their own records, and if they really want to start, it is difficult to say whether they will win or lose.

If you don't understand the supernatural powers of a qi refiner, it is still possible to be enlightened.

The old man stood on the back of the golden wither, condescending, with a look of arrogance, and said, "The old man is your opponent, Shi Ao, you ······."

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Shi Ao snorted lightly, the halberd danced in turns, the cold air and wind were like blades, thousands of weights, and suddenly swept the sky, and countless birds were frozen and shattered by the ice.

He plucked onions from dry land, roaring and rising like an angry dragon, and the light of the halberd blade shone directly on the face of the old man of the heavenly bird.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing is in the air, the cold air is staggered, like thousands of troops galloping and sweeping, the air is condensed, the vitality is frozen, and the sky is like an ice surface, sealed by the coldest air.

"Realm?!"

The expression of the old man of the Heavenly Bird changed, just because this Frozen Yuan Qi was actually similar to the realm of Tian Yuan Martial Cultivation, and they all started from the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and the restraint on the Qi Refiner was great.

"Hundreds of birds listen to the spirit, and the birds dance in the sky."

He immediately pinched the magic trick, spoke the truth, and ordered the hundred birds to stop him.

Even if the birds like dark clouds are frozen and shattered, there are still a large number of them, and after the order of the old man, the birds crossed the air, and circled around Shi Ao rapidly, and in an instant, a dragon scroll was formed, and countless wind blades cut and twisted, making an endless sonorous sound.

Shi Ao is like an iron-cast Shura, the color of black iron appears above and below his body, and he bursts through the tornado, the halberd crackles heavily, and the domineering Gangfeng forcibly tears the tornado, and the cold air freezes the wind and the birds, making it turn from polar to extremely quiet.

The overlord is boundless!

The domineering and powerful battlefield martial arts are displayed, and the air is frozen and the sky is frozen, and the halberd killing is not counted.

Thousands of birds were frozen, and the huge halberd was not delayed in the slightest, and it was the head of the old man of the heavenly birds.

"Golden Feather Coat, stop it for the old man!"

The old man hurriedly urged the talisman to defend himself, and the golden withering under the seat was heart-to-heart, turning into a flash of golden lightning.

However, under the heavy ice around it, the speed of the golden withering has been slowed down countless times, and under the crackling of the halberd, a huge ice halberd condensed, slashing the figure of the old man of the heavenly bird.

"Peng!"

In an instant, this battle came to an end, and the old man of the Heavenly Bird didn't even have time to manifest the primordial gods, and the chilling qi had already penetrated deep into the sea of knowledge, freezing the batch of strange-shaped primordial gods with feathers inside.