The voices coming from all directions can be said to be a mixture of joy and hatred for the eight-clawed demon lord at this moment.

In an instant, he sensed the location of Qingyang Huan's appearance, and shouted without the slightest hesitation: "Terran, you and I have joined forces to suppress the bald head of this Garo clan!"

Having said that, the speed of the eight-clawed demon lord's eight big claws grabbing the void and running wildly did not stop for a moment, and made a big turn in the direction of Qingyang Huan, preparing to give up the Jia Luo clone behind him to Qing Yang Huan.

Uncle Demon doesn't believe anyone, you dogs bite people and dogs, let's go, Uncle Demon won't serve anymore.

Well?

However, at this moment, his four demon eyes were intertwined, and each pupil was filled with a faint smile from Qing Yanghuan.

Infiltrating people, no, it's too infiltrating!

Not good!

In an instant, the eight-clawed demon lord reacted, and he was especially fooled!

It is said that the demon clan is the most tasteless, the most moody, and the most shameless warrior in the heavens, and now he is considered to have seen it, and he is even more shameless.

The Terrans and the Garo join forces, this and this......

How is this possible!

"You ......!"

"Terran, I'm your ancestor!"

At the critical moment, the perverse demon lord still sensed that something was wrong, as a demon clan, they acted unscrupulously, but they also knew how to avoid evil, and they were good at judging the situation and making the most beneficial choice for themselves.

However, at this moment, even if there were all kinds of ravines in his heart, the eight-clawed demon lord couldn't react.

In an instant, the four big claws were intertwined and entwined with each other like a big python, catching Qingyang Huan, between the claws, one star after another rose and fell, shaking at the end of the sky, and vaguely a demon god danced in the sky, stirring up the turmoil of heaven and earth.

Not only that, on one of the claws that the eight-clawed demon lord did not move, a ray of ancient ghost light floated out, just the moment it appeared, it stirred up the turmoil of time and space, and the brilliance of heaven and earth quickly withered in front of the ghostly light, even if it was ten thousand ways fading.

"Demon Lord, you have killed too much, you should fall into the eighteenth hell, enter my Buddhism, and I will teach you to purify all sentient beings. ”

At this moment, the eight-clawed demon lord's heart trembled, and his spiritual world that covered the heavenly demon phantom was actually lit up by a ray of compassion divine light, and the pupils of a heavenly demon were clear from the blood in his eyes, and his hands were slowly folded.

"I'm a demon!"

"Ah......h

At this moment, the eight-clawed demon lord felt that he was going crazy, and there were two thoughts in his spiritual world, one was his nature that he was extremely familiar with, and the other actually exuded a touch of pity.

"I'm ......"

It's almost like scolding my mother, Lao Tzu is a demon, the kind that kills and doesn't bury it, the kind that is unscrupulous, and the kind that eats blood and bones.

I actually had a thought that I didn't want to kill, what the hell is this?

"I'll help you. ”

At this moment, looking at Qing Yanghuan in front of him staring at him, the four claws of the eight-clawed demon lord that broke through the sky were actually stagnant, and their momentum was not as sharp as before.

"No!"

He roared angrily, and a sharp killing light burst out of his four eyes, and the four demon dragon shadows roared out with teeth and claws, and rushed to the place of Qingyang Huan in front of him in a breath, turning into black smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Qingyang donor, my lord is merciful. ”

The next moment, the eight-clawed demon lord stood in place, his eight claws hugging together, and his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were pleasing to the eye.

"This ......"

So domineering!

The scene in front of him made Qing Yanghuan gasp, this speed is a little too fast.

Then, on the claw of the eight-clawed demon lord that did not stick out, the spirit object bursting with a rotten aura was received by him, and it was a dead branch that was cut off.

The dead wood is sleek, and a little black light swims on it, as if it is the source of decay, and it feels like a wisp of spirit is close to the dead wood, and it is withering rapidly.

"The Tree of Death?"

Then Qing Yanghuan shook his head, he had seen the tree of death, it contained the power of death, and the dead wood in front of him contained decay.

"This is rotten wood, it is rumored that only the spirit wood that grows in the ruins of time and space, in addition to withering, after a long period of erosion, will be born, which can corrode the mind and flesh. ”

Immediately after, another familiar voice sounded, flashing with divine light, three pairs of golden feathers were scorching, and the Divine Monarch of Light also stood behind Jia Luo's clone with a solemn face.

That's really fast!

Taking advantage of the time when he suppressed the Tiger Arhat, Jia Luo's clone had already won the Bright God Monarch, after all, this guy really didn't look at the yellow calendar much when he went out this time, and he was beaten three times in a row, and he was almost beaten by the suspicion of being beaten.

It's okay now, and there's no chance of escaping.

At this moment, the eight-clawed demon lord and the light god monarch stared at two eyes with four eyes, wanting to cry without tears.

Although they were transformed by the Gara clone, their own will was not erased, but was controlled by the influence of a kind of consciousness, and they escaped into the Buddhahood.

"One more!"

Jia Luo's clone walked over and greeted Qingyang Huan's head.

"Can't run. ”

The next moment, the four figures disappeared into this cave void world.

Without the slightest accident, he blocked the fleeing Python Blood Monarch, but it took some more twists and turns.

As a quasi-emperor who has grown up by the blood clan and the underworld, he has been on the verge of life and death from the royal realm to the present, and the blood lord's breathing technique is not covered.

Of course, the cunning prey can't escape the palm of the hunter, surrounded by the four quasi-emperors, and it is difficult to fly.

......

The world is unpredictable, the good Heavenly Tribulation turned out to be like this, and Qing Yanghuan didn't care much about it, as long as he got the benefits, he didn't care what he looked like.

The five quasi-holy sons of the Jialuo clan, except for the Jialuo clone, descended the dragon and subdued the tiger and hung up, and the opponents of Ananda Kaye and the angry eyes of Vajra were the gods and immortals, and it is conceivable that the conquest was fierce.

"Just now you killed the Dragon Descending Arhat with me, will the luck of the Garo clan sense you? ”

Then, Qing Yanghuan asked out loud, the general trend of the clan's luck is ethereal, but it is everywhere, and as he deepens with the humane luck, he feels more and more the majesty of the general trend of luck.

"No, in the end, it was you who killed the dragon, and it was you who crushed the country and broke the foundation of its faith. ”

The doppelganger shook his head, an indescribable light flashing in his eyes.

"The Garo clan is based on faith, which has both advantages and disadvantages, and now the prosperity of the Garo makes the crisis not obvious, but if the belief system is in the decay of the race, it will be like a landslide, don't forget that I am your doppelganger, and I also belong to the human race, and I am blessed by the general trend of humanity. ”

What the!

These words made Qing Yanghuan feel surprised, and Jia Luofen was shrouded in humane luck.

"As long as the deity is as lucky as a rainbow and his strength is soaring, I am naturally safe, after all, I am just a doppelganger of yours, no matter how high the kite has to be, the line is always in the hands of the person in charge, and the momentum on your body can also envelop me. ”

Since there is no need to worry, Qingyang Huan also put his mind at ease.

The Divine Clan, the Immortal Clan Immortal General, and the two Jialuo Quasi-Holy Sons had already entered the depths of the vast starry sky, and the matter had come to this point, and most of his waves of heavenly tribulations had been resolved.

By the way, he also got the luck of killing the two quasi-holy sons of the Garo clan, and of course, the luck of defeating the quasi-emperor of the fox clan.

Overall, this Heavenly Tribulation is not bad.

This time, the luck of each clan pushed the quasi-emperors in their respective clans to come, and there were two of them, and there would be more crises in the future.

Promotion to the Emperor Realm is imminent, and the Demon Reincarnation Gate must be started as soon as possible.

"By the way, this time we went out to the Gara Country, and there was another mission, to investigate a person of great luck in the human race. ”

"A man of great luck?"

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan's expression froze, what is a person of atmospheric luck, stumped him, an existence that has condensed the Dao of the Heavens, isn't he a person of atmospheric luck!