Heavenly Court, Gou Chen Heavenly Palace, Wang Mozheng respectfully reported the battle of the South China Sea Dragon Palace.

"This Jiao Demon King is really good at playing with fire, and he really went to provoke the Dragon Palace. ”

After Wang Mo finished speaking, Yang Jiao showed a narrow smile on his face, he originally sent Yuan Hong to the South China Sea Dragon Palace, one was to find out the attitude of the Dragon Clan, but if the situation allowed, try to let the South China Sea Dragon Palace send troops to help.

But now it seems that I am afraid that without Yuan Hong's lobbying, the Dragon King of the South China Sea will send troops himself.

Yang Jiao has Tianji Hall in his hand, so he naturally knows how wasteful the Dragon King of the Four Seas is now, but even if the Four Seas Dragon Palace is so weak, there has never been a powerful person with profound knowledge who has tried to stretch his hand into the Four Seas, even if he has the background of a saint.

"Your Highness, as far as I know, now that the entire South China Sea Dragon Palace has produced an Ao Mo Ang, the rest is just a group of wine bags and rice bags, even if they send troops to help, I'm afraid it won't be of much use. Wang Mo's voice sounded at the right time, he was in charge of Tianji Hall, almost all the news in the Three Realms was in his chest, and after following Yang Jiao for so many years, he could guess a few points about Yang Jiao's thoughts, as far as he knew, this kind of news was not worth such a joy as His Royal Highness.

"Wang Mo, guess what the Jiao Demon King's intention is to attack the Dragon Palace?" Yang Jiao did not answer Wang Mo's question directly, but instead threw out a new question.

"Intentions? Could it be that he guessed His Highness's deployment and wanted to strike first?" Wang Mo guessed.

Yang Jiao smiled when he heard this: "Wang Mo, you think too highly of that guy, if he wants to be able to guess my intentions, he will not kill all the millions of heavenly soldiers." ”

"Your Highness is ......" Wang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up with a gleam, and then he shook his head a little: "The Jiao Demon King is also the peerless demon king who dominates the South China Sea and injures Taiyi Zhenren, it shouldn't be so unbearable." ”

"In my opinion, that guy is no different from the guys from the South China Sea Dragon Palace. A trace of contempt flashed in Yang Jiao's eyes: "This Jiao Demon King should be panicked in the South China Sea Peerless Domain, and he can't wait to prove his skills to the Three Realms. ”

Wang Mo smiled bitterly, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that the Jiao Demon King, who beat the gods of the Heavenly Court by more than half and turned the entire Nanzhan Continent upside down, can only get an evaluation of a 'jumping beam clown' here in His Highness, I don't know if the Jiao Demon King knows that his opponent belittles him so much, will he rush directly to Gou Chen Heavenly Palace to find His Highness desperately." ”

"The Jiao Demon King has been operating in the South China Sea Peerless Region for many years, but most of the demon troops gathered in this expedition are forcibly subdued by obscenity, as long as we kill his cronies, the rest is just a rabble, and when the time comes, as long as the South China Sea Dragon King is not an idiot, he will naturally clean up these demon armies, and we don't need to bother with any more thoughts. Yang Jiao rubbed the dragon's eye of the emperor's throne with his big hand and said, "How is Zhang Kui's Seven Killing Hall preparing?"

"All personnel are in place, just waiting for the order of His Highness. Wang Mo replied.

"Okay, you go and order 50,000 forbidden troops, and immediately go with me on the expedition. Yang Jiao patted the emperor's seat, stood up, took out the token from his waist and handed it to Wang Mo.

Gongwei Gou Chen Tiangong's 100,000 Gou Chen forbidden army, unless there is a token of Yang Jiao or Yuan Hong, no one can mobilize a soldier, these forbidden troops are Yuan Hong's hard work and personal training, all of them are good at one as ten, this time Yang Jiao has no other army around him, so he has to urgently call half of it.

"Yes!" Wang Mo took the token and turned to walk out.

Half an hour later, the 50,000 forbidden troops under the command of Yang Jiao opened the Gouchen Heavenly Palace, and went straight out of the South Heavenly Gate and went straight to the south coast.

When Yang Jiao's army drove to the south coast, the Jiao Demon King had already gotten the news, and nearly a million demon troops were all in bright armor, swords and guns were like a sea, and the huge demon qi all came out of the body, gathering on the top of the Jiao Demon King's head.

The 50,000 forbidden army formed a cloud formation in the sky, although the momentum was not as majestic as the other party, but the momentum of the same origin gathered together, but it was like a sharp spear, and it did not show weakness at all.

Yang Jiao stood in front of the ten thousand armies, looked down and looked down, his gaze was opposite to the Jiao Demon King in the air, bursting out with a burst of fierce sparks.

The Jiao Demon King looked up at Yang Jiao, and his voice rushed in the sky like a tsunami, instantly spreading throughout the millions of troops: "Are you the Emperor Gou Chen?" It turned out to be just a little doll with no hair. You brought such a few people here, do you want to stuff your king's teeth?"

Yang Jiao broke into the fairyland when he was sixteen years old, and his appearance has grown slowly, and now he looks like he is only in his early twenties.

"Hahahaha......" Jiao Demon King's voice fell, and the million army behind him all laughed loudly, letting out a deafening laughter.

"It's really not afraid that those who don't know," Yang Jiao was not angry when he heard this, but just shook his head slightly, and then glanced at Wang Mo.

Wang Mo nodded knowingly, signaling that everything was ready.

Yang Jiao nodded, and then raised his right arm high.

As his right hand was raised, the 50,000 forbidden troops behind him all raised the spears in their hands, and when Yang Jiao's right arm slipped down, he launched an attack.

"Is it just going to war?" Jiao Demon King watched Yang Jiao's movements from afar, and suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"I gave you more than half a month to prepare, but it seems that you don't seem to care!" Yang Jiao shook his head, and then nodded to Wang Mo.

Seeing this, Wang Mo suddenly raised his hand and shot a red light into the sky, and the light exploded in the sky, turning into seven blood-red "kill" words, which were the magnified Seven Killing Order, the highest level of the Seven Killing Hall.

"It's not good-" Seeing the Seven Kills Order explode above the heads of the million demon army, the Jiao Demon King's heart suddenly stopped, as if he missed a beat, but before he could make any moves, Yang Jiao's arm had already fallen heavily.

"Kill—"

Yang Jiao's figure rushed out instantly, and the red black big knife in his hand condensed, directly taking the Jiao Demon King.

"Ahh

The Jiao Demon King's halberd blocked Yang Jiao's long knife, and countless desolate screams suddenly sounded in his ears.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the 50,000 forbidden troops at that time had just launched a charge, and the screams among the demon army here rang out one after another.

"Seven Killings—"

The Jiao Demon King shook Yang Jiao's long knife with force, turned around and looked back, and saw countless heads in his own array rising into the sky, and the originally orderly army fell into an unprecedented panic at this moment.

Suddenly, he saw his comrades standing beside him stabbing the blade into his body without hesitation, this abrupt scene brought a huge impact to these demon soldiers, and their hearts instantly fell into panic, as if they were in the robes of millions of people, and no one could be trusted.

In the next moment, the 50,000 forbidden army was like the sharpest spear, piercing into the million-strong army that was messed up into a pot of porridge, setting off countless bloody storms.

"You actually used the killer organization?" The Jiao Demon King was condescending, and naturally clearly saw that at that moment just now, most of the people who died were the demon kings of the peak of the Heavenly Immortals and even the Golden Immortal Realm, and their deaths made this chaos no longer stop, and it also meant that in the next battle, this group of demon soldiers commanded by the lost Shangguan would be difficult to organize an effective counterattack, and they were destined to be only used as fish and meat on the knife and slaughtered.

"My decapitation operation, the effect is really very good, hahahaha-" Yang Jiao slashed the Jiao Demon King who shook the gods, and laughed loudly.