Song Yuan and Song Han on the side were shocked.

The breath just now is clearly a symbol of the demon king.

Even, Song Han felt that the strength of the guardian beast of the Small Instrument Sect was not below him!

"It's not like the mighty ape of the Great Lotus Sect..."

Song Yuan's brows tightened.

"It's not really it... When did another demon king appear in the Southern Wasteland..."

Song Han echoed.

They have been in contact with the powerful ape before, and they have a lot of understanding, and the breath that appeared in the small ape just now is very unfamiliar, and it is completely different from the strong ape.

"Imperial war, don't mess around, the situation has changed!"

Song Yuan looked at the imperial battle who stayed in place and hurriedly reminded.

There is a demon king in the Small Instrument Sect, which is beyond their expectations.

"A demon king is just a beast, don't be afraid!"

After Yu Zhan came back to his senses, his face was expressionless.

He may not be a match for the Demon King.

However, Song Yuan and Song Han are real martial kings.

Two-on-one, easy to complete.

What's more, the Song and Yuan dynasties are still in the middle of the Martial King Realm!

That demon king, whose strength broke through the sky, was only in the early stage of the demon king realm!

His Imperial Heavenly Divine Palace is the only five-grade sect in the Dongling Realm, and his father is the strongest person in the Dongling Realm!

Only when the strong man of the Martial Emperor comes, the imperial battle will be afraid!

Below the Martial Emperor, it's nothing!

"Imperial War, you..."

Song Yuan looked at Yu Zhan fiercely.

His disrespectful remarks to the demon king are very likely to lead to death.

Masters like them at the level of the Martial King rarely make a move against people below the Martial King Realm, because, below the Martial King Realm, there is actually no difference between them and ants, and the gap between the two is very large.

But Yu Zhan insulted the demon king in public, this is a provocation to the demon king, and he is doing death!

Call!

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, a clear five-finger palm print appeared on Yu Zhan's face.

This palm print seemed to be imprinted on his flesh and skin.

The scorching pain instantly stimulated the royal battle.

"You dare to beat me, Song Yuan and Song Han, kill him for me! Kill him! ”

The royal battle seemed to be crazy, baring his teeth and claws.

He couldn't see the trace of the demon king of the Little Instrument Sect, and jumped straight in place in a hurry.

Song Yuan scolded: "Young Palace Master, if you continue to mess around, I won't be able to protect you!" ”

"Song Yuan, do you dare to disobey me?"

Yu Zhan's face turned pale.

Song Yuan's voice suddenly raised a few points: "Since there is a demon king in the Xiaoqi Sect, then he knows about the thousand-year-old red lotus nine times out of ten, if he really provokes it, do you know what the consequences are?" ”

Song Han stepped in front of Yu Zhan, put it next to his ear, and reminded: "Young Palace Master, if the matter of the thousand-year-old red lotus is yellow because of you, I believe that your father will definitely be furious..."

"I..."

Hearing this, Yu Zhan's clenched fist suddenly loosened.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Yes, they are here for the Millennium Red Lotus, if the Millennium Red Lotus really goes wrong, the current palace master Yu Wushen will lose the qualification to enter the Martial Emperor Realm!

At that time, even if Yu Zhan is the son of Yu Wushen, even if he is a peerless genius, Yu Wushen will beat him half to death, and it is even possible to abolish his divine body.

"Young Palace Master, for your father's sake, from now on, don't be impulsive anymore!"

Song Yuan admonished.

"Okay, I'll keep this account in mind first!"

Yu Zhan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and swallowed into his stomach.

Yang Tong on the side was happy.

Seeing Yu Zhan deflated, she couldn't have forgotten how happy she was.

"Brother demon, the junior has no sense of proportion, please forgive me!"

Song Yuan looked directly at the Qiyu Hall on the top of the mountain, and hugged his fists.

"As a fifth-grade sect, the quality of your Heavenly Divine Palace is not as good as the lowest first-grade sect!"

"Hurry up and get up to the hall!"

Ant Huang shook it in the air, and his energy gushed out, instantly enveloping the four of them.

Song Yuan released a defensive barrier in time to cover them, and then let the gust of wind push it up the mountain.

Squeak!

The crimson door slowly opened.

Hundreds of masters fought on the main hall.

On the high platform, Ant Huang sat firmly.

Holding his chin with one hand, his eyelids narrowed slightly.

"Two Martial Kings, you really look up to my Great Weapon Sect!"

The corners of Ant Huang's mouth rose slightly.

He glanced over the four.

A mid-stage Martial King Realm, and an early Martial King Realm.

The remaining two young ones are in the middle and late stages of the Martial Sect Realm.