The extreme of the earth is the sixth extreme, and they control the affairs of the world.

What Zhaoming and Sun Jiuyang said made Zhaoming and Sun Jiuyang frown. They had to say the rampant meaning in the middle, which made people feel that it was just a delusion, but if they thought about it carefully, with the character and strength of the Heart Demon Lord, if the organization's people do not have certain abilities, they may not be able to impress him.

"I don't know who your so-called companion is!" Sun Jiuyang said carelessly.

This time, the Demon Lord of Picking Hearts was no longer fooled and sneered: "Don't think I will tell you that although you will die today, I will let you die with this regret, and your soul will not be at peace."

"Idiot!" Sun Jiuyang said with extreme contempt: "I just killed an Immortal King a few months ago. So what if you are a sub-saint, how powerful? Kill you in minutes!"

He pointed to Zhaoming and said to the Demon Lord of Picking Heart: "Besides, let me read more books. If you don't believe me, see who this is. So what if I don't have Hongjun around me? Now I have Pangu!"

"Pangu!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart then turned his attention to Zhaoming again, frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

He had never seen the Pangu statue, nor would he believe that Zhaoming was Pangu, but he didn't know who Zhaoming was.

"I'm in Taiyi!" Zhao Ming bowed: "I'm just helping my two friends get the water from the clean pool to restore your body. Your affairs on Baidao have nothing to do with me. If I can, I'll leave now!"

"No, stinky brat, are you afraid of him?" Sun Jiuyang said in surprise.

Zhaoming didn't say anything, just watched the Demon Lord Tiaoxin motionless.

"Haha!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart laughed: "You can't break the matter on Baidao, but no one of you three can leave."

Zhaoming smiled slightly: "I'm just talking about it. It seems that I can't help but fight!"

He has never had the habit of retreating, but just wanted to use this method to test how firm the other party's murderous intent is. It would be better if he could draw more at the same time. Unfortunately, he is not Sun Jiuyang, and he does not have the ability to make people lose control by saying a few words.

But if you really want to fight, you are not afraid. Don’t say that you have the strength to fight with the sub-saint, the Canghailong of Lihua and Sun Jiuyang’s Immortal Killing Gourd can even kill the Immortal King, let alone a sub-saint.

"Control the White Island, this is the task assigned to me by the Sixth Pole. You must never fail. The news cannot be leaked! If you want to leave, you don't have the strength!"

The Demon Lord Picked Heart shouted loudly, waved his hand, emitted infinite magic light, gathered into thousands of threads of rain, and came to fight against the three of them.

"With this ability, I'm afraid I can't kill me!" Zhao Ming sneered, and flames gushed out from his body, and the flame pattern was blessed. The domineering spiral sky fire immediately blocked the infinite magic light and burned it clean.

"I have some skills, but I have seen many people with abilities, but in the final analysis, there are not many people who have long life." The Demon Lord Picking the Heart held the mysterious light in his hand and turned into a curtain to cover Zhaoming. The ghosts and wolves howled in the curtain were so terrifying.

When Sun Jiuyang saw this, he burst into laughter: "You idiot, you are becoming more and more unbearable. In the past, you saw that you had some skills and made up illusions to deceive people, but now you have started to learn to use your unjust soul to bluff people. You think we are all scared. Even if you find a king of resentful souls, we will slowly call you. Brother Pangu, kill him and don't give me face."

At this time, Zhaoming also launched an attack, holding the Taoist flower in his hand and directly met. With one palm, his vitality scattered everywhere. The energy craze surged into the sky, as if the waves rushed into all directions. The power of golden faith flashed in the palace, turning into strange patterns, dispersing and dissolving the aftermath.

Zhaoming groaned and was slapped away by a palm. He fell directly on the wall and slowly slid down. It was not easy for the Demon Lord to Pick the Heart. He was bombarded by the rebound force and pressed tightly on the wall, unable to move, and blood even spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

His magical skills are overwhelming, his strength is strong, and his attack power is much higher than that of Zhaoming, but his defense is too poor than that of the furnace body refining. Although Zhaoming is uncomfortable in fighting like this, he himself is even more ugly.

"Let you fall into the Infinite Purgatory, you must not seek death if you want to survive!" The Demon Lord Picking the Heart Seals with both hands and was about to use his magic skills.

Sun Jiuyang looked at it and smiled slightly: "What, do you want to make up stories with me again?"

This sentence seemed like a Dinghai Dinghai needle, which made the heart-pulling demon tremble all over. He stopped the exercises and did not dare to operate them again.

After counting breaths, he was furious and shouted: "Sun Jiuyang, I see how else you can escape today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a golden house, which looked like a palace, extremely exquisite, exuding a terrifying atmosphere and making people shocked.

"Awesome treasure!" Sun Jiuyang was stunned: "Where did you get a treasure in this idiot?"

Lihua exclaimed: "The refuge, this is the treasure of the White Island Winged Humans, how could it fall into your hands!"

"The high priest fell into my hands, so this thing will naturally belong to me!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart laughed: "The power of faith is a kind of mind power, but only the power of the mind. When it comes to using the power of the mind, his high priest is comparable to me!"

"Sun Jiuyang, take action and kill him! Don't give him a chance to use the shelter!" Li Hua directly held the golden silk and silver thread bag in her hand and called out the Canghailong.

A dragon head rushed out of the golden silk and silver bag, becoming bigger and bigger, and was about to turn into a giant dragon.

"It's too late, so what about the ferocious beast of the Immortal King!" The Demon Lord Picked Heart shouted, stretched out a finger, and the light shone, no longer condensing the demonic energy, but brilliant golden light.

"How could he use the power of faith?" Sun Jiuyang exclaimed in disbelief.

"The refuge is the treasure of the Winged Human race. The controller can use the power of faith that the Winged Human race has condensed on the statue of the God of Light for countless years. Such an attack power is definitely not weaker than that of the Immortal King, so he cannot be used!"

As soon as Lihua finished speaking, she saw that the Demon Lord Picking Heart had already pointed out, and the strong light of faith seemed to be the essence, directly pointing on Canghailong's forehead.

"Ao!"

With the loud bang, Canghailong screamed, and half of his body was pointed back, only half of his body was exposed and the gold and silver wisps were outside the bag.

"Big Dragon, hold on, come out quickly!" Lihua shouted anxiously, and urged with all her strength. Canghailong tried his best to start rushing out.

"You can't even disperse you. You are worthy of being a ferocious beast of the Immortal King. Unfortunately, it's useless!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart laughed loudly and said, "This time you will completely dissipate."

While speaking, the golden light began to condense into the palm of the palm of the hand with the help of the shelter, and more and more.

Zhaoming naturally would not continue to stand by and call out the flying fire meteor to guide the raging fire. His whole body bumped towards the Heart-pulling Demon Lord like a flame star.

"Have you ever seen the defense of the power of faith? The wall of sighs!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart smiled coldly, and pulled out a little golden light from his hand and turned into a film to block in front of him.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the flames soared into the sky, filling the palace, like a wilderness, becoming more and more intense, but Zhaoming's figure was bounced back like a stone.

Looking at the golden film again, although it seemed to be broken with one stab, it was ignored at all. The defense of this golden wall of faith was so strong that it was hard to describe. Even Zhaoming's furnace body refining ** could feel a burst of pain.

The wall of sighs is worthy of its name. Without enough strength, you can only look at sighs, without any help.

After a while, the golden light was sacrificed. This time, it was no longer an attack on a few people, but projected into the void.

Blocking Zhaoming, seeing the golden light shining again, constantly condensed, the rolling golden light of faith came from all directions, becoming thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a figure, with golden curly hair, a body of armor, and a long sword in hand. Although I could not see my facial features, it was clearly the statue of the God of Light.

Not only the appearance of the God of Light, you can vaguely feel a mysterious force, just like the soul power used by the soul anti-soul ancestor, it continues to pour into the body of the God of Light.

After a moment, the golden light god suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to be alive.

"Kill! Kill that woman first!"

With the order of the Demon Lord Picking the Heart, the Golden Statue of Light shouted loudly and immediately rushed towards Lihua with a golden sword in his hand. At this moment, what he emitted was not the aura of the sub-saint, but a real immortal king.

Zhao Ming was shocked at how the power of the Immortal King could be defeated. He activated his lifelong magical powers and used the fire escape technique to block Li Hua without hesitation.

Seeing that the magic sword was about to come, a plain hand stretched out and grabbed Zhaoming and swung it violently. It was extremely powerful and directly threw him away from the spot. The magic sword penetrated and slashed directly on the body of Li Hua, which condensed the mysterious light.

"ah!"

With a scream, the pear blossom spitted blood and soared into the sky, hitting heavily on the stone wall, and then fell to the ground. Without movement, life and death were unknown.

"Pear Blossom!" Zhaoming was shocked, and a fire flashed under his feet and was about to rush over.

"Let you taste what separation is like in life and death!" The Demon Lord Picked Heart laughed, a little golden light popped up, wrapped the pear blossoms, and blocked Zhaoming outside.

"Pear Blossom!" Zhao Ming shouted, intending to explore the flame pattern and enter it with the fire escape technique. However, the wall of sighing is extremely strange, and even the flame pattern cannot pass through it, so the fire escape technique cannot be used at all.

"Ao!"

The Canghai Dragon finally rushed out and roared at the Heart-pulling Demon Lord.

The attack of the Immortal King is so terrible, especially although this Canghai Dragon is a ferocious beast, it can communicate with the Pear Flower. The two have long been friends who depend on each other for life and death. At this time, seeing the danger of the Pear Flower, it was already desperate and desperate.

"Save...save me!"

At this moment, the face of the Demon Lord of Picking Heart changed drastically and he instinctively called for help.

The God of Light, which was condensed by the power of faith, immediately turned around to save him, and slashed at Canghailong with all his strength.

"Ao!"

Canghailong ran into it regardless of his life and death.

The God of Faith Sword was extremely sharp and instantly cut it into two sections. However, the aftermath had not dissipated and all bombarded the golden statue of the God of Light, which was extremely terrifying.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a loud roar, and the power of faith and soul impacted wildly. In the blink of an eye, both suffered countless attacks and their bodies faded. However, the effort of several breaths disappeared at the same time.

"Good opportunity, kill it!" Sun Jiuyang shouted, and he also took out the big red gourd.

Zhaoming rushed all over his body and wanted to kill him at the Demon Lord of Picking Heart.
Chapter completed!