The Mastiff Tiger Monarch didn't see Hu Meiniang's shocked expression, but he was also nervous at this time.

Yang Jiao's trip did not intend to wipe out this group of demon clan golden immortals, he glanced at Hu Meiniang casually, and said = looked at the Mastiff Tiger Monarch and said: "Three days later, the Qingying Canyon will be a duel, what do you think?"

"Okay!" the Mastiff Tiger Monarch nodded solemnly, "That's what I mean." ”

"Then ......" Yang Jiao gently stroked the little fox in his arms, then glanced at Hu Meiniang again, and then put away the three Jiao corpses, and disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

Hu Meiniang was looked at by Yang Jiao, and her heart jumped a beat. Fortunately, at this time, the Jin Immortal's mind was all taken by Yang Jiao, and no one noticed her abnormal state at this time.

Yang Jiao quietly returned to the camp, and did not arouse anyone's idea between going and going.

Three days passed quickly, and a large number of military horses from the Heavenly Soldiers and Demon Clans gathered again above the Qingying Canyon, and this time the momentum was even more powerful and grander than the last time Yang Jiao and the Spirit Heart Monarch made an appointment.

Under the command of Huang Feihu, the 200,000 heavenly soldiers were neatly arrayed, and the 6,000 Yellow River Legion put on a nine-song Yellow River formation, turning into a yellow dragon to defend the Chinese army, Huang Feihu rode a colorful sacred cow, guarding Yang Jiao's side, and the fierce white tiger roared, and his momentum had already climbed to the peak.

During this time, Huang Feihu kept fighting with the seriously injured Qinghuo King, and the White Tiger's will faced a stronger will coercion, and there was already a chance to purify again.

Yang Jiao looked at the more lifelike white tiger in the sky, and was also very satisfied with Huang Feihu's progress, "There is only one opportunity left, and you can break through!"

Huang Feihu does not have the same super-high-quality will as himself and Yuan Hong, but his tenacity and thirst for strength are not inferior to those of him, as long as he is given enough growth environment, he will definitely be able to go far.

On the opposite side, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch exerted the millions of troops in the Spiritual Heart Monarch's territory, and the huge demon army spread densely for thousands of miles, and the majestic demon clouds were connected together, almost condensing into substance.

With the Qingying Canyon as the boundary, the immortal qi of the heavenly soldiers and the demonic qi of the demon army turned into two majestic seas of clouds, and they confronted each other clearly.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch stood at the forefront of the endless demon clouds, unleashing a terrifying demonic aura like an abyss like a prison, connecting with countless demon clouds, and its power was almost comparable to that of the Seven Heavenly Golden Immortals.

Behind the Mastiff Tiger Sovereign, dozens of Golden Immortal Great Demons were lined up on both sides, although most of them were Heavenly Golden Immortals, but they were also a terrifying force when superimposed.

In front of this group of golden immortals, in addition to the Mastiff and Tiger Monarch, there was also a figure, which was the nine-headed insect that Yang Jiao asked the Goshawk King to bring back that day.

The nine-headed insect has been recuperating from his injuries these days, and the injuries brought to him by Yang Jiao have not healed until today, but the Mastiff Tiger Monarch has no choice but to gather all the demon clans above the Heavenly Immortals, even if the nine-headed insect is unwilling in his heart, but as the former monarch at the other end of the Qingyin Canyon, he must stand up.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch glanced at the nine-headed insect and said, "That Yang Jiao is indeed difficult to deal with, but it's a pity that he is strong, after all, he is only alone, and today this Qingying Canyon is his burial place." ”

The hydra grinned, although in his opinion, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch's behavior of wanting to kill the opponent with numbers was very inappropriate, but at this time, there was no other way to defeat the opponent except this method. After all, since the Mastiff Tiger Monarch did this, he undoubtedly thought that he was not as good as Yang Jiao in fighting alone.

200,000 heavenly soldiers formed a formation, stretching for hundreds of miles, but in the endless and boundless formation on the opposite side, it seemed to be a big thing.

Although Yang Jiao had confidence in himself, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "After this battle, I don't know how many of these 200,000 troops will be left?"

Although Huang Feihu was full of fighting spirit, he also knew in his heart that there were many auspicious battles, but as a general, he had already prepared for the fate of dying on the battlefield.

"Looks like the new guy on the other side is a coward, and he shouldn't be ready to fight with us. Yang Jiao slowly stretched out his hand, the jet-black big knife slowly took shape in his palm, he gently turned the big knife, and said to Huang Feihu beside him: "Pass the order, prepare for battle." ”

"Yes!" Huang Feihu bowed slightly on the colorful sacred cow, and then raised his spear high and shouted: "Prepare for battle, archers prepare!"

With Huang Feihu's order, the 50,000 archers in the array quickly drew their bows and arrows, pointed to the opposite side, and waited for an order to fire ten thousand arrows.

"Look at the situation on the other side, it's to keep us all here. Yang Jiao's figure slowly rose, broke away from the range of the Yellow River Legion, and went straight to the front of the ten thousand armies, "General Huang, the Yellow River Legion is the elite of the elite, and you will be in command today, I hope that when this battle ends, you are still alive." ”

"Adult ......"

Before Huang Feihu could say anything, Yang Jiao's figure had already flickered and came to the sky above the Qingming Canyon.

Between the two armies, even if the will to fuse is completely condensed, Yang Jiao still feels that he wants to be in the rapids, and there is a possibility of capsizing at any time.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of respect. Since the Eastern Emperor fought the Seven Great Ancestors alone, the demon clan's worship of the strong has been engraved into the bloodline, and for a strong man like Yang Jiao, the Mastiff Monarch still appreciates it very much.

It's just that appreciating and appreciating, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch doesn't want to risk his life and fight for the other party's life and death.

"In Xia Yang Jiao, for the Heavenly Court God to bless the true monarch, and also the commander of this expedition against the 200,000 army of the reckless wilderness, Mastiff Tiger, dare to come out and fight with me!"

Yang Jiao's big knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and a violent momentum instantly came out of his body, and that momentum was like a sharp big knife that slashed directly into the endless demon cloud under the increase of the pure killing power of the fusion will.

The sound was rolling, and in the Qingying Canyon, millions of demon clans were rippling back and forth, and they lasted for a long time.

The Mastiff Tiger Sovereign's face changed, and then he no longer hesitated, and ordered: "Red Flame, you lead a million army to attack the enemy formation, don't seek to kill the enemy, just defeat the enemy formation." ”

"Yes!" The flames around the Red Flame Tiger King soared, and he replied heavily, and then quickly went down to prepare.

"Although the rest of the Golden Immortal Demon is out of the battle, I will capture the other marshal. The Mastiff Tiger Monarch shouted here, his eyes swept over the Golden Immortal Demon behind him one by one, and then his body shook violently and flew out towards Yang Jiao.

"Shameless coward!" the hydra cursed in his heart, and then dodged and followed.

As soon as the nine-headed insect moved, the Goshawk King, the Green Wolf King, Hu Meiniang and other golden immortal demons also set off one after another, flying out along the trajectory of Xuan Ao, following behind the Mastiff and Tiger Sovereign.

The reason why the Mastiff Tiger Monarch ordered many Golden Immortals to come together was not to consume Yang Jiao in a wheel battle, but to bless the power of the rest of the Golden Immortals on him.

At this time, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch was blessed by many powers, although he was still at the peak of the Golden Immortal Five Heavens, his strength had already entered the Seven Heavens level.

"Come on Yang Jiao, I'm going to defeat you!" The Mastiff Tiger Monarch looked at Yang Jiao, and a wide mountain opening knife appeared in his hand, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Yang Jiao.

"It seems that I thought highly of you before!" Yang Jiao felt the huge coercion brought by the Mastiff Tiger Sovereign, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful smile.