Almost at the moment when the Eastern Princes were blown away, a burly figure appeared in front of the Candle Dragon, and also raised his hand and punched the Candle Dragon.

"Fellow Daoist, listen to me, this matter is a misunderstanding!"

After all, the candle dragon is an existence in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and at this moment, facing the bombardment of a strong person of the same level, his figure flashed, and he avoided this punch, and then hurriedly spoke.

"Misunderstanding, why misunderstand? You and the others are very similar to the little thief's qi, and now that the thief has handed over the treasure to the three of you, what misunderstanding can there be?"

This Quasi-Saint mid-stage Luo Demon Clan powerhouse sneered, raised his hand and blasted out another punch, smashing directly into the face of the candle dragon.

He was not wrong at all, this place is a desolate world, opened up by Pangu, and these people can be said to be more or less involved with Pangu, and the breath on their bodies can be different.

It's just a question of whether the breath is pure or not.

"In that case, then you can only see the real chapter under your hands!"

Candle Dragon's face also suddenly turned cold.

As the younger brother of the ancestral dragon, the candle dragon is so arrogant.

Now he took the initiative to explain, in his opinion, he had already given this Luo Demon clan powerhouse a lot of face, but he didn't expect it to be completely inadequate, and the candle dragon was also annoyed in his heart.

Take the initiative to explain that it is to give you face, is it really that I candle dragon is the prince of the East and other soft persimmons?

"Buzz!"

The laws of time suddenly permeated his body.

Under the surging power of the golden law of time, the body of this strong man of the Luo Demon Clan froze, and the punch that burst out stopped less than half a foot in front of the candle dragon.

"The law of time, you actually know the law of time?"

The face of this Luo Demon Clan's quasi-saint mid-stage powerhouse changed drastically, and then a monstrous anger rose in his eyes.

He also said that he had nothing to do with the thief who stole the sacred relics in their clan, and that he was clearly an accomplice.

None of these people could be trusted.

"Boom!"

Pitch-black magic patterns rose from his body, and the aura of the mid-stage quasi-saint around him continued to rise, directly breaking through the mid-stage of the quasi-saint and reaching the level of the late stage of the quasi-saint.

In a short period of time, the breath climbed so quickly, and it was obvious that some kind of forbidden secret method was used.

"What do I actually know the law of time, I candle dragon cultivates the law of time, who in the desolate world doesn't know, who else will be in that way besides me?"

The candle dragon was also stunned.

In the entire desolate world, it seems that apart from him, only the time ancestor of the Wu clan, Wu Candle Jiuyin, was born to cultivate the law of time.

But Candle Jiuyin is still in retreat in the Pangu Palace, even if he has great ability, it is impossible to cross endless distances to offend this powerhouse in the middle stage of the quasi-saint!

However, this powerhouse in the middle stage of the Luo Demon Clan's quasi-saint didn't answer the meaning of the candle dragon at all, and still raised his hand to kill the candle dragon with a punch.

Compared to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, after breaking through the late stage of the quasi-saint, it was the same punch, and the power obviously skyrocketed several times.

Even the candle dragon is also a great power in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, so he has to be cautious.

"Whew!"

At the moment when the candle dragon and this quasi-saint mid-stage powerhouse were about to collide, a terrible dragon groan suddenly sounded.

Above the sky, a million-foot-long five-clawed golden dragon was suddenly shattered by a woman-like Luo Demon Clan's mid-stage power of quasi-saint, turning into a vigorous rain of blood spilled from the high school.

With a flash of golden light, he once again turned into a middle-aged man with a majestic face, who was none other than Ao Kun.

"Ao Kun!"

The candle dragon watched the woman kill Ao Kun again, and he was also anxious in his heart, the Dragon Clan of Sanxian Island had already damaged Ao Jun, and now if Ao Kun was losing here.

Even if he Candle Dragon gets the opportunity of the Three Immortal Islands, the rise of the dragon clan will be delayed for countless years.

However, before he could rush over, a jet-black fist had already slammed in front of him, and the terrifying power exploded instantly, and the candle dragon's body suddenly retreated a few steps.

And in this short moment, Ao Kun's newly condensed immortal body was once again shattered by the woman-like Luo Demon Clan powerhouse.

Compared with Ao Kun, the situation of the Eastern Princes is not much better, and he was chased all over the world by a strong man of the Luo Demon Clan in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, if it weren't for the protection of the best innate spirit treasure dragon head crutches, he would have died I don't know how many times.

And Daochen is much better than the Eastern Princes and Ao Kun.

Although he was also chased all over the world by the Luo Demon Clan powerhouse at the peak of the quasi-saint, with many spiritual treasures and the laws of time and space, for a while, the powerhouse of the quasi-saint peak could not help him.

"Damn!"

Looking at the nine heavens, Dao Chen's figure kept flickering, and the eyes of the Eastern Prince, who was fleeing, were full of resentment.

He couldn't figure out how he could suddenly kill these overly strong alien powerhouses who were unknown and strong, even though he had already laid a net waiting for Dao Chen.

Bang!

At this moment, a fist with a rich magic light bombarded again.

Looking at the approaching dark fist, the prince of the east felt half cold.

I am the head of the Flood Wilderness Male Immortal who was personally canonized by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, will I really fall here today?

It's scary!!

The prince of the east and Ao Kun can't bear it!

Many of the strong men who followed the Eastern Princes and Ao Kun all looked at those Luo Demon Clan powerhouses with frightened expressions, and as soon as their bodies moved, they ran away directly.

I am afraid that after the death of the Eastern Princes and Ao Kun, the two strong men of the Luo Demon Clan will kill them together.

Even the Eastern Prince, Ao Kun, who is a powerhouse in the late stage of the Great Luo Jinxian, can't bear it, do they dare to go up?

Isn't it obvious that you are going up to deliver food?

With their cultivation, I'm afraid that it won't be enough to stuff the teeth of these few strong people who suddenly appeared!

Almost in an instant, the monks who were originally densely packed outside the Three Immortal Islands fled, leaving only the Eastern Prince, Ao Kun, Candle Dragon and others, in addition to Dao Chen and four Luo Demon Clan powerhouses.

"Why is this happening? Why?"

In the depths of the seabed, the prince of the east is wearing a cloak and emanating from his head, and the aura around his body is even more sluggish to the extreme, and the dragon head crutch does not know where to fly.

And the Luo Demon Clan powerhouse in the middle stage of the quasi-saint behind him was still only chasing behind, without the slightest intention of letting go of the East King.

In the current state of the prince of Edong, as long as he is caught up by the strong man of the Luo Demon clan again, there is only one way to fall waiting for him.

"Enough!"

Seeing that the strong man of the Luo Demon Clan was approaching step by step, with a posture of vowing to kill the prince of the East without giving up, above the nine heavens, an old voice suddenly sounded.

The figure of the powerful Luo Demon Clan's powerhouse suddenly froze as if it was frozen.

"Dao Ancestor?"

"Is this the voice of Dao Ancestor?"

Hearing this, the prince of the east looked shocked, and his eyes burst out with a bright light again.

Hongjun is here!

He's saved!

Not only did the prince of the East not expect it, but even Ao Kun and even the candle dragon present did not expect that Hongjun, who had become a holy throne, would appear at this juncture.