Chapter 252: Who the Hell Are You?

Prince Ao Jin saw that Xuankong was calm and composed, and then he remembered that he had already discussed a countermeasure with him, and he was relieved at this time.

He smiled and said, "That's exactly the truth!" Prince Ao Jin immediately summoned General Star Shark and asked him to lead the commanders of all the departments under his command to protect Princess Ao Ying. Then he and Xuankong lined up with the Spring Eye Dragon Soldier and took the initiative to greet them from the Spring Heavy Land.

Xuankong and Prince Ao Jin pushed away the water waves and stepped out of the waves from the spring, only to see that there were indeed three demons outside the guardian array.

No, strictly speaking, it should be two demon saints, plus a human Taoist priest.

Although Yu Xiaozi cultivated with a cold body, Xuankong could still tell at a glance that he was a Terran monk who was a serious human race.

Xuankong looked up and sighed lightly: "The Great Sage Jiao Demon King of the Sea, the Great Sage Peng Demon King of the Heavens, these are all the demon heroes I envied when I was a child!

However, today's Xuankong is no longer the kind of character in the shadows of the bottom society in his predecessors, but also a famous and decent cultivator. He shook his spirits, straightened the primeval dragon immortal robe on his body, and touched the Beihai Longyuan Sword on his waist with his left hand.

Prince Ao Jin was also holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, standing with Xuankong, and greeted loudly: "Jiao Demon King, Beiming Zhenren, don't come to harm!"

The bird-faced Peng Demon King jumped up from the bottom of the sea, tread the waves and floated in the air, and snorted coldly: "Don't come to harm?" He raised his head, and let out a loud chirp from his mouth, as if the ancient phoenix was mourning for the dead clansmen.

The rolling sound waves penetrated directly into the ears of Prince Ao Jin.

Prince Ao Jin is just a steady heavenly immortal realm, and where will he be the opponent of the Peng Demon King, but he is about to sit down on the ground with a shake of his body. However, the Xuankong next to him could hear the wonderful mystery from the tweet of the Peng Demon King, and he also smiled and stepped forward: "Okay, the Peng Demon King is here to demonstrate!"

Xuankong pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the tips of his right fingers flicked continuously, and each flick of his fingers was resounded by a roaring thunderbolt. This thunder spell was Xuankong's specialty, and with the flick of his fingertips, the sound of thunder exploding swept the nearby sea water towards the place where the Peng Demon King was standing.

The Jiao Demon King over there heard Xuankong's previous whispered admiration, and had already focused his attention on Xuankong's body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xuankong stepping forward and blocking the Quanyan Circle and Prince Ao Jin, with thunderclouds floating on his body.

The fingers flicked again and again, and the lightning bolt flashed out of the Dao, and it was the righteousness of the Thunder God heir. The Jiao Demon King had a good impression of Xuankong, he nodded quietly at Xuankong, and took a step back to show that he was not hostile to them.

He retreated, but he suffered Yu Xiaozi in the back, and Yu Xiaozi complained in his heart: "Oops, senior brother, he has a child's temper again!"

The so-called children's temper is like the dog weather, and it will change. When the Jiao Demon King is not happy with people, even if the other party is Taiyi Jinxian, it is said that the fight will be started; if the Jiao Demon King and others look at each other, it will be like a puppy, and he can't get rid of it with a stick.

The Jiao Demon King retreated, and Yu Xiaozi had no choice but to go up, he took out the blood jade reed flute on his waist, and held down the air hole with his hand to puff up a mouthful of true yuan and played. The sound of his reed flute is generally different, but it is in harmony with the rhythm, and the high and low are like flowing clouds.

These three voices were entangled with each other one after another, Yu Xiaozi used the sound of the reed flute to insert into the battle between the Peng Demon King and Xuankong, originally thought that he could sell the Peng Demon King, but who knew that the Peng Demon King gave him a cold look, and instead put the sound of the tweet into his own ears.

Yu Xiaozi screamed bitterly, and hurriedly took out the true yuan to resist the scream of the Peng Demon King. The Peng Demon King mainly attacked the Jade Xiaozi of the Northern Darkness, but Xuankong saw the benefits, and the thunder in his hand suddenly exploded, and the waves directly swept the Peng Demon King and Yu Xiaozi in it.

The Peng Demon King snorted coldly, and turned back his strength to deal with Xuankong, and Yu Xiaozi grabbed a moment to catch his breath before holding the blood jade reed flute to his lips again. Only this time, he left a little stamina to guard against the surprise attack of the Peng Demon King.

The three sounds of the sea caused the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, and the waterspouts on the bottom of the sea rose out of thin air, churning up and down like a wild dragon flying.

Seeing that he couldn't suppress Xuankong, even if he continued to fight, there was no result, and at that moment, he snorted coldly and made a sound like a phoenix roaring and a dragon's groan, shaking the sound of Xuankong and Yuxiaozi.

Since he had received the supernatural power, Xuankong would no longer be accompanied, and his hands pinched an extremely simple thunder technique.

The index finger was slightly outward, and suddenly it was already centered on itself, and countless round thunderbolts the size of adult skulls slashed out indiscriminately. Within a radius of ten miles around Xuankong's body, it seemed to be thundering like rain, and the Peng Demon King and others were also enveloped in it.

The Jiao Demon King laughed lightly: "Hey, which dragon clan in the four seas are you, such a handsome Lei Fa!" He praised Xuankong, his arms spread out and his hands turned into Jiaolong dragon claws, and a warm cold air emanated from the Jiao Demon King's body.

The extremely low temperature cold air directly froze the surrounding thunder particles, flickering like a blue light, and the thunder in the sky was instantly engulfed by the cold air.

The Jiao Demon King cracked the spell of Xuankong, but he still admired: "This is just the most ordinary palm thunder of a human monk, but it actually has this power in your hands." It's, it's true."

As he spoke, he opened the Heavenly Eye to find out Xuankong's true age, and even the tongue in his mouth couldn't help but be knotted together. He was surprised: "You Terran boy, how long have you been practicing this year, and what sect is it?"

Xuankong also accepted the magic trick, and said: "Don't dare to deceive the Jiao Demon King, I am Xuankong, a Qi refiner of the Laoshan Sect in the human world, and I have been practicing for more than 20 years now!"

When he said this, even the Peng Demon King, who had a gloomy face from the time he appeared, as if everyone in the world owed him millions of taels of gold, opened his mouth wide. Snorted coldly: "This can't be!"

The Peng Demon King is also a great sage of the demon clan who has cultivated since ancient times, and his vision is broad, so he naturally recognizes the inheritance of the Xuankong Thunder Method: "You are using the Interception Sect Shangqing Thunder Method, yes or no?"

However, although the Peng Demon King recognized the Dao system of Xuankong, there was still a large cloud of mist shrouded in his heart. patted his head and shook his head: "No, no, you are a human race, how can you wear the immortal robe in the dragon clan?"

He took another look at the ancient style of the dragon clan's immortal robe on Xuankong's body, and said, "This is even more wrong, this immortal robe is clearly qualified to be refined by the elite of the dragon clan during the early tribulation of the dragon and Han in the primeval period, where did you get it?" )