"Boom ......"

The ancestral dragon rushed into the sky with a body of evil karma, shaking the eight desolations, causing blood clouds to gather, and a heavenly god thunder instantly slashed down.

The ancestral dragon fell to the sky.

There was lightning on his body, flashing "crackling......", and black smoke rising, making the ancestral dragon's injuries worse.

Zu Long foamed at the mouth, and his body trembled irregularly.

"This talisman is the means of the saints, and the saints have intervened. Donghuang Taiyi stood up in shock, "I don't know which saint intervened in the dispute between our two clans?"

The void was dead silent, and no one responded to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Kunpeng felt Yuan Shi Tianzun's gaze, and even his voice full of banter sounded in Kunpeng's ears: "You want your demon clan to win, but the demon clan can't win, because Ben Sheng won't agree." ”

"Second force!" Kunpeng scoffed.

"This saint knows that you are not the lord of the demon clan, you don't care about the victory or defeat of the demon clan, you are using the competition between the demon clan and the witch clan to collect wool from the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun, you want to get Di Jun's Luotu River Book, right?" Yuan Shi Tianzun showed his amazing ability in divination.

Kunpeng felt that he was careless, and did not use the Heavenly Charm to cover up the Heavenly Machine, so that this bastard could figure out some of his purposes.

"Rest, there is a saint, you don't want to get the book of the Lotu River. Yuan Shi Tianzun's confident voice came.

"At the beginning, conceit is not a good habit, and it is easy to be slapped in the face. ”

"It's not conceit, it's self-confidence, you're not a saint after all, and the variety of means of a saint is beyond what you can imagine. ”

"You're so good, but the truth is, you only had a tie with me. Kunpeng hehe, "As a saint, what do you have to be proud of when you are made of waste materials like this." If you change someone with a little bit of self-esteem, you would have been killed by a headlong crash. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you demon clan are just waiting to tremble under my various means. Yuan Shi Tianzun snorted coldly.

"These people have to be slapped in the face to recognize the reality and know how rubbish they are. Kunpeng laughed.

In the eighth game, Zulong was defeated.

The Lich Clan was tied again at 4-4.

Kunpeng withdrew the eleven-grade metal holy arm array on the ancestral dragon's arm? Take back those twelve innate spirit treasures.

Then? The first unicorn appeared in a colorful fairy cloud, looking up to the sky and roaring? Domineering and leaky fell on the battle platform.

"Who in the Wu Clan would dare to fight with this seat?" Shi Qilin's voice was shocked? It's like thunder.

"Another loser who has been eliminated by history, even if you jump out again? Still a loser. "The corpse is the ancestor of poison, and his eyes are gloomy and cold.

"Am I different from the ancestral dragon? What's the difference? You'll find out right away. "The first Qilin has a killing intent.

"It's the same in my opinion, hehe......" Extravagant corpse mocked, rushed onto the battle platform, and yelled? " Ten Thousand Witch Palms!"

A white gemstone in the palm of the corpse? This gem contained the power of hundreds of thousands of witch cultivators, and it burst out in an instant at this moment.

That magnificent, majestic energy instantly submerged the Primal Qilin, and the Primordial Kirin was directly smashed into countless particles.

The corpse was very tired, and Fang Cai's palm was too draining, but he was fighting his spirits? Looking at the Eastern Emperor, Taiyi smiled brightly and said, "Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor? I'm really sorry, but in this ninth game, our Wu clan won again!"

Donghuang Taiyi's face is gloomy, can he drip water? The demon clan was calculated by the saints, and the martial demon clan was going to be planted in this conference.

"Kunpeng? See? Those little tricks of yours? It's not worth mentioning at all. Yuan Shi Tianzun's voice sounded in Kunpeng's ears again, "If you are smart, you can obediently become my mount, so that you can save a cheap life, otherwise you will wait for your death to disappear." ”

In the eyes of Yuan Shi Tianzun, the demons are all beasts with fur and horns, wet eggs, and they are not worthy of being seen as human beings at all.

"Yuan Shi, I lack a slave who washes my feet and pours night incense, I think you are quite suitable. Kunpeng said.

"You are presumptuous!"

"Keep your dog's eyes open, this big show has just begun, and you're too soon to be happy. ”

As soon as Kunpeng's words fell, the mighty voice of the First Qilin sounded on the battle platform: "The flame of the firefly candle also dares to compete with the sun and the moon." ”

Extravagant was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw that there were many small particles above the battle platform, which were quickly combined together and turned into the first qilin.

"Fang Cai's palm has a bit of a taste, but if you want to kill me, it's not enough, there are no other tricks, if you don't have it, it's not good to taste my sword edge. "A golden divine sword emerged above the head of the first Qilin, which was the treasure of the former Qilin clan - the Qilin Sword.

Where does the corpse still have combat power, and questioned loudly: "How can you live unscathed under my peerless palm, there is a big problem here, I suspect that someone outside the field has resurrected you by some means." ”

"Hehe......" Shi Qilin smiled disdainfully, and as soon as his thoughts moved, a formation disk appeared above his head, and dense array patterns appeared, "This is my lord's self-created eleventh rank immortal holy array, do you have any questions?"

"Immortal, immortal......" The corpse muttered these two words, and walked off the battlefield in a dejected manner.

In the ninth game, the demon clan wins!

The score of the two lich clans is currently tied at 4-5.

The demon clan has a one-point lead, and as long as they win one more game, they will become the ultimate winner.

"Haha......" The Eastern Emperor was overjoyed, obviously thinking that this game was lost, but he was stunned and reversed by the first Qilin.

Pretty!

Well done!

Even if there is a saint calculating, the demon clan still wins.

"Yuan Shi, your so-called sage methods are nothing more than that. Kunpeng's mocking voice echoed over Kunlun Mountain across the distance.

"Kunpeng, you are always so naïve, when you win a game, you will be complacent and forgetful, don't forget, the demon clan and the witch clan have not yet decided the winner. Yuan Shi Tianzun's cold voice came.

"They don't know what to do with me, my goal is to get the Book of the Lotu River, now that the goal has been achieved, it's time to go back to retreat, if you want to play, you can play as much as you want, the two lich clans are at your toss. Kunpeng got up and asked Di Jun for the Luotu River Book.

Emperor Jun presented the Luotu River Book, and was about to persuade Kunpeng to make a move, but was stopped by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi with his eyes.

Seeing Kunpeng leaving, Di Jun couldn't help but ask Donghuang Taiyi: "Why are you stopping me?"

"I think the saint who intervened in the dispute between our two clans should be Yuan Shi Tianzun, who is deliberately targeting Kunpeng.

Once Kunpeng leaves, Yuan Shi Tianzun should stop it.

Besides, we should also win, otherwise even if the demon clan wins in the end, our brothers' faces will be too ugly. "The Eastern Emperor is too one.

"There are three ancestors left in the Wu clan, Jumang, Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang, and each of these three is stronger than the other. Especially Jumang, this person is the ancestor of the wood, with endless energy, mellow strength, amazing self-healing ability of the body, and combat effectiveness second only to Dijiang. "Di Jun's own family knows his own affairs, and he feels that with the quasi-saints under their command, no one is the opponent of these three ancestral witches.