The king of Tibet fell, died a miserable death, and was swallowed into the belly by the female fairy monarch, in this case, no matter how powerful the immortal body is, it is useless, because the flesh and blood will be refined to a drop and a piece is not left, and naturally it cannot be resurrected.

Unconsciously, the side of the Zhantian Alliance has achieved three wins and one draw, such a result can be described as brilliant, no one could have imagined, but it has already happened.

Xia Mu took in the situation in the field, glanced at the Demon Bell King, and then spoke: "Fellow Daoists, can I play in this fifth battle?"

"Dongsheng Daoyou?"

Li Donglai was shocked when he heard this, is this new Dongsheng Metropolitan Governor really confident or can't see the situation clearly, you must know that the Fog Clan has now been forced into a desperate situation, so this fifth game is definitely not easy, and it is very likely that there will be a situation of either victory or death.

Xia Mu glanced at the expressions on the faces of everyone present, and said: "Fellow Daoists, this fifth battle is the last chance for the Fog Clan's side, although I am not famous, but I am also sure to win this game, and I take 10,000 steps back and say, even if I am defeated, I have successfully defeated the strongest person on the opposite side, which can open up the situation for the next Daoist friends." ”

Everyone present was moved when they heard this, indeed, Xia Mu said very reasonably, no matter what, in order to win the fifth battle, the Wu Clan's side must send the strongest one to appear, facing the most powerful monk of the Wu Clan, none of the few people on the Zhantian Alliance side who have not yet fought dare not say that they are sure that they can win the battle.

If Xia Mu is allowed to fight, it is naturally good to be able to win, and even if he loses, he will lose the strongest person on the opposite side, laying the foundation for victory in the next battle.

I have to say that Xia Mu's words successfully moved others.

"Okay, since Dongsheng Daoyou has this ambition, then this fifth battle will be handed over to you. Li Yundong glanced at everyone present, nodded, and was the first to speak.

"Haha, I'm here waiting for the triumphant return of Dongsheng Daoyou. The Heavy Sword King smiled boldly, Xia Mu dared to ask for battle at this time, this courage had won the recognition of the Heavy Sword King.

"Then bear the weight of the Sword King, your auspicious words. ”

Xia Mu smiled slightly, stood up from the jade platform without hesitation, and said, "Fellow Daoists, come for me, I will come when I go." ”

The Heavy Sword King looked at the young and confident young man in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he had a sense of déjà vu, but he didn't understand where this feeling came from, so he shook his head and said "Okay." ”

At this moment, everyone is supporting Xia Mu, as long as he can win, he will draw a termination charm for this battle.

"I hope Dongsheng Daoyou can win. ”

Liu Huiyin whispered in the back, she was also the Metropolitan Governor of the First Legion, she was the one who cared more about Xia Mu among the people, and naturally she didn't want him to be defeated.

At this time, Xia Mu had already stepped into the Central Void Battlefield, the wisdom in his eyes was faint, and he said word by word to the high platform of the Mist Clan opposite: "The 24th Pioneer Battalion of the First Legion of the Battle Heaven Alliance is victorious, which of you will come to the fifth battle?"

"Is it the strange Great Emperor who killed the backer king?"

The eyes of the Phantom Mist King, whose face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, flashed, and the mist around him kept changing, turning into a bull's head and a horse's face, black and white impermanence, etc., such as the supreme god of hell, said: "Although this Dongsheng is very unfamiliar, it must not be easy to make the backer king unable to escape. ”

After a pause, the Phantom Mist King looked at a figure shrouded in mist behind him, and said in a rare respectful tone, "Divine Mist King, I'm going to trouble you to go." ”

"Hmm. ”

In the rolling mist, I saw a young man with sharp ears wearing a black crown and a black dragon brocade robe walking out of the mist.

"You're ready for the next one. ”

The Divine Mist King said lightly to the Phantom Mist King, without greeting the other Mist Clan Emperors, he directly stepped out of the high platform and entered the field with the billowing white mist.

"Your Excellency is very good, I don't know if you have a name?"

Xia Mu looked at the handsome young man with an indifferent expression in front of him, his brows furrowed, among the information of the Mist Clan that he knew, there didn't seem to be such a Great Emperor, and the other party seemed to suddenly appear out of thin air, without any information.

There was no expression on the handsome face of the Divine Mist King, and his red golden eyes were like an abyss, and he said indifferently: "The Divine Mist King of the Fog Clan." ”

Xia Mu was still confused when he heard this, but he still smiled calmly: "Shenwu King, a very domineering name, I just don't know if you can bear this title." ”

The Divine Mist King's expression was calm, his skin was as clear as jade, and he said without the slightest hint of emotion: "You are still worried about yourself, if you know each other, admit defeat as soon as possible, I have never left a living mouth." ”

"That's what I'm trying to say. ”

Xia Mu raised his head, the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and the power of life and death in his body surged, as vast as a river.

"I don't know the times!"

The Divine Mist King still looked indifferent, the purple light in his eyes flashed, and a pupil burst out out of thin air, dragging a long tail flame across the void.

"Out!"

Xia Mu didn't move, his mind moved, a wisp of blood flame rose up, holding a blood-colored Ding furnace, the Ding furnace was branded with the scene of nine phoenixes spreading their wings, as if it was real, the purple pupil light just pierced through the void, and it was taken in by the blood-colored Ding furnace, which did not bring the slightest threat to Xia Mu.

"Divine Mist King. ”

Xia Mu's voice was not loud, but he heard it all over the audience, and said: "Although I am unknown, I am not so easy to deal with, put away your careful thoughts, otherwise, you will not only lose today, but also die." ”

It seemed that the words were a little arrogant, but they made the Shenwu King have a trace of emotion in his expression, not because of Xia Mu's words, but because of the inexplicable self-confidence he showed, a kind of self-confidence that naturally flowed from the depths of his heart.

This kind of self-confidence is not the same as arrogance, only with strong strength as the backing, can you have this kind of self-confidence.

For the first time, the Divine Mist King became interested in his opponent, maybe the other party was not as weak as he thought, but, even so, he still couldn't rewrite the ending, and the Divine Mist King didn't speak, and took a big step forward directly.

Bang!

At this moment, the brilliance behind the Divine Mist King soared into the sky, and between the rolling white mist, a vague idol faintly appeared, and the face could not be seen clearly, only the nine divine swords arranged in a fan array behind the blurred idol were extremely clear and sharp.

"Slash!"

The words fell, and nine divine swords were slashed out in an instant.

did not summon the Emperor Zun's Dharma, let alone urge the Nine Phoenix Furnace, the golden light flashed in Xia Mu's hand, and the phantom turned into a halberd that he held in his hand and calmly met it.