"Demon King Palace? Tsk, so what! Leave ten spirit grasses, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless. The pigeon shook its body and shook the dirt off its body, revealing its three-colored feathers.

Facing the Demon King Palace, he had an indifferent attitude. This made Lao Qing angry, and rushed up to fight him.

The pigeons are strong and conceited. He has the initial realm of foundation building, and his speed is extremely fast, and he goes all out, leaving only the brilliance of the three colors flowing.

Lao Qing is also very powerful, and with a random blow, he can blow a deep pit in the ground and entangle himself with the pigeons.

"The three kings rest assured, Lao Qing is a top-grade demon clan, and he will definitely be able to take down the pigeon demon. Luo Li whispered in his lonely ear, and he was extremely confident in Lao Qing between his words.

The gap between the grades of the demon clan is extremely obvious. In the same realm, the high-grade demon clan has an absolute suppressive position over the low-grade demon clan.

"Oh, ahem... What is the realm of that pigeon essence?" stared at Lone Sharp with straight eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"King Hui is a low-grade demon clan in the early stage of foundation building. Lorcoon glanced at the pigeon, and there was disdain hidden in his eyes.

She has a high realm and is a high-grade demon clan, and the pigeon can't see through her strength, so she dares to block the way again, which is ridiculous.

"Lao Qing, come back!" said Lone Li, making Lao Qing puzzled.

At this moment, Lao Qing grabbed the pigeon's wings with one hand, and with a trace of strength on his paws, he could completely split the pigeon, but he was stopped by Lonely.

The pigeon was originally frightened, and he couldn't imagine that his opponent was so strong, and in less than ten breaths, he actually wanted to kill him. Hearing the lonely voice, he was overjoyed.

"Ahem... Let me fight him!" Facing Lao Qing's puzzlement, Lone Fierce jumped down, and his powerful body fell to the ground, smashing the rocky ground into dust.

He only has the middle stage of Qi acceptance, but he has to go retrograde and fight against the demon cultivators in the early stage of foundation building!

"Hahaha...... You are a little demon who is angry, and you dare to provoke me?" The pigeon was angry, he was not as good as Lao Qing, was he not as good as being alone?

The gap between the Qi acceptance period and the foundation building period is huge, and Gu Li actually dares to hold it up like this, and he actually wants to fight him.

The pigeon demon thinks that this is arrogance, it is simply an insult to him!

"Presumptuous! dare to be rude!" the old man scolded the pigeon, and his claws were so hard that the pigeon screamed. Turning around, Lao Qing said hesitantly: "Three kings, this pigeon has low combat power, but after all, it is a foundation building demon cultivator...... I don't think it's better to forget it. ”

With worry in his eyes, Lao Qing persuaded Lonely. Obviously, he also doesn't think that Lone Li is the opponent of the pigeon, and he is afraid that Lone Li will be frustrated.

Luo Li's eyes were full of interest, staring straight at the shelf, but he didn't say anything to persuade him.

"No, cough... Say more!" Lone Li is very domineering, and directly refutes Lao Qing strongly.

His fighting spirit is like a rainbow, the war between the human race and the demon race is coming, he must seize the opportunity, take a closer temper, and become stronger.

And the challenge of leapfrogging is the best tempering!

"No matter what the three kings are, I won't spare you. It's up to you, I think it's better to forget it!Kill you, I'll make three moves at most!" The pigeon feathers stretched and shouted there.

This is a radical tactic, and he thinks that he will win, so he provokes Gu Li to fight him, so that he has a chance to escape.

The pigeon is very strong, and the tricolor feathers have a faint glow, which is his excellent defense and a unique weapon.

"Three tricks? cough...... Then I'll kill you in three moves!" Facing the cries of the pigeons, he responded with a domineering attitude.

The demon cultivator in the realm of Naqi is called a little demon. And today, the little demon who is lonely is going to fight against the Zhuji Demon Cultivator and kill it strongly.

He was calculated by the Buddha, and he was an incomparably great man, and he could even interfere with reincarnation. If you can't even deal with a pigeon, how can you take revenge, and how can you survive in the torrent of the war between the two races.

Kill!

Gu Li's eyes were sharp, and the golden hairs on his body shone in the sun, and he went straight to the pigeon.

Lao Qing let out a sigh, quite helpless, and swept the battle for the lonely on the side.

The pigeon was let go of its wings by Lao Qing, its body trembled, and it squinted at the lonely force that was killed.

He was conceited and had contempt in his eyes. After all, the gap between the Qi Acceptance Realm and the foundation building is too big.

I saw the pigeon roar angrily, and the three-color wings on its body glowed, and it came out of its body and shot towards Gu Li.

The black, yellow and gray wings glow in mid-air, like a divine sword, with a sharp aura. The speed is so fast, in the blink of an eye, it is in front of Lonely's eyes.

The feathers made a whirring sound through the air. Gu Li had no doubt about the power of his wings, after all, his master was a powerhouse in the foundation building realm.

He didn't dare to hold it up, and stepped forward to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Bang! bang......" Dozens of feathers were dodged by Lonely, blasting the rocks on the ground with a loud sound.

"Oh, you're lucky to be able to dodge the past!" The pigeon opened its paws, and the figure instantly came to Gu Li's side, waving its wings and slapping Gu Li's chest.

"Hmph!" Lone snorted coldly, not afraid of the pigeon, and opened and closed to confront it head-on.

I saw Gu Li raise his fist, and with the blessing of the gold-colored demonic power, the golden hairs stood upright. Flailing his fists, a sonic boom sounded.

"Bang!"

The wings collide with the fists and make a sound. That's the confrontation between force and force, it's the confrontation between the Qi Demon Cultivator and the Foundation Building Demon Cultivator!

Gu Li only felt that his arm was sore, but he didn't expect that the body of Zhuji Demon Cultivation was so powerful.

"How can it be ......" The pigeon was a little surprised, and took a step back, while he took three steps back, and staggered a little.

In his opinion, this is simply impossible!

After all, he is a foundation building demon cultivator, and he is only angry, and the gap is immeasurable.

Moreover, he only pays attention to the cultivation of the physical body, and his whole body is full of explosive power. But now, Gu Li actually surpassed him in strength!

"Kill!" Lone Li shot again, his fists were like rainbows, and he got into a close fight with the pigeon.

His realm is not deep, and his demonic power is not as deep as that of a pigeon. If the pigeon keeps attacking with demonic power, Lone Li will not have a chance to get close and will not be able to confront him head-on.

But the pigeon was so conceited that he abandoned the advantage of demon power, and actually dared to fight with Gu Li in close quarters.

That's just the right shot!

There is a faint glow flowing all over his body, and his body has long been in the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Pool, which has been tempered quite perfectly, and his blood is strong.

The power of his punch, breaking gold and gravel, in the eyes of the pigeon, is like a bright meteor.

"Poof!"

The second punch of solitude, the power emanates from the legs, and with the blessing of the waist and shoulders, it is vented in the right fist.

Everywhere exerts force, quadruple collapse fist!

Straight to the chest of the pigeon!

"Poof!"

The pigeon raised its wings to resist, but was easily broken through by the lone fist, blasting out a mouthful of blood.

"The last punch! ahem...... Kill you in three moves!" he roared, his eyes looking down at the pigeon that was a cut below him, and his momentum was at its peak at this moment.

With another punch, the eagle struck the sky and bombarded from top to bottom.

Looking at the ever-growing fist shadow in his eyes, the pigeon was frightened, and he had long since lost his previous contemptuous posture.