"What! You... your strength is not yet reached its limit? How is this possible?" In the air, Sikong's face changed wildly, his eyes widened, and his heart was shocked and unrest. In his cold eyes, he was full of shock and incredible at this moment.

Because, before this, although the Feather Emperor had continuously used the Eight Steps of the Emperor Demon and the Emperor's Taoist Warfare, these two secret methods to temporarily improve their strength, he was still not afraid, because even so, he was still in his strength and could steadily suppress the Feather Emperor.

But, at this moment, it's not possible...

Because after improving his strength again, the strength of the Feather Emperor has become much stronger again. Now, he is shocked to find that the Feather Emperor's strength has actually surpassed him.

I... can't suppress him...

Such a result was simply unbelievable and even unacceptable.

"Hmph, why is it impossible? I have already said that today's battle is definitely not the one who defeated me." The Yu Emperor snorted coldly. When he spoke, the attack in his hand did not weaken at all, but became more and more fierce. He hung high for eight days behind him, with nine colors lingering around his body, and his momentum was overwhelming. From a distance, he looked like a powerful sun emperor who was in the nine heavens, controlling the scorching sun, burning the sky and boiling the earth, and suppressing the four poles and eight wildernesses.

"Arrogant! I am the Lord of Sikong of the Nightmare Demon God Dynasty, and he is the first in the last Great Thousand Days Conference. How can I defeat you today?" Sikong roared, danced wildly with a long sword in his hand, and used his killer moves frequently.

Sikong, after all, is not an ordinary person. His psychological quality is far beyond ordinary people. After a moment of panic, he immediately calmed down again.

Facing the current Yu Emperor, he not only did not have the slightest timidity, but became even more heroic. Various terrifying means emerged one after another, and the attack was even more fierce than before, because he was working hard and trying to suppress Yu Emperor again...

It’s a pity that the current Feather Emperor is no longer comparable to before.

Now, at the peak of his strength, his strength has long been improved to an extremely terrifying level. Although he still cannot compare with the cultivator who dominates the ninth level, he is definitely much stronger than Sikong's.

So, no matter how hard he tried and how crazy he was, he could not suppress the Yu Emperor. Not only that, the situation reversed. As time went by, Sikong gradually fell into a disadvantage, and his situation became less and less dangerous...

"What can I do if the first place in Daqiantian will be? Today, no matter who you are, you will defeat me!" In the air, the Emperor of Phoenix sneered repeatedly, dancing wildly with a spear in his hand. The eight round suns behind him burst into divine light, shining brightly. At this moment, the figures of Emperor of Phoenix and Sikong were no longer visible. From a distance, you can only see a dazzling aurora, floating and sinking in the air, and roars came from time to time...

"Give me a defeat!" I don't know how long it had passed, but suddenly, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the air.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a roar, a purple figure suddenly flew backwards from the dazzling aurora in the air.

This purple figure is the first place in the last Thousand Days Conference, the Lord of Sikong of the Nightmare Demon God Dynasty.

Since his body manifested in the aurora, he flew out like a kite with broken strings, and flew hundreds of meters before he could barely stabilize his body.

At this moment, he was messy and inconsistent. He knelt on one knee with his right sword in his right hand, with bloodshots hanging on the corner of his mouth, his face turned slightly white, and a bloody wound on his right chest was still bleeding at this moment. It was obvious that this wound was just hit by the Yu Emperor.

Outside the chaotic ancient realm, there is a silence.

At this moment, all the cultivators present who came to watch the battle were stunned.

In fact, they have long been in a daze. Since the moment when the Feather Emperor used the Wuxian Tianri to improve his strength again, they have been in a daze, with their faces full of loss...

"Defeated? The Lord of Sikong was actually defeated?"

"The Lord Sikong, who dominates the eighth level cultivation, was eventually defeated by the Eternal Immortal Lord who only dominates the seventh level cultivation!"

"How could it be? How could it be? Why is the Eternal Immortal Lord so strong?"

"Incredible, it's simply incredible. The power of the Eternal Immortal Lord is so terrifying."

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He was stunned for a while, and suddenly, the originally silent ancient domain of chaos started to clamor again, with extremely noisy everywhere, and screams of exclamations one after another.

"Sikong, he is an invincible existence under the ninth level of dominance. Now, he is defeated?" Over the chaotic ancient domain, in a hidden void, the Nightmare Demon Lord exclaimed with shock.

"The seventh level of the master, you know that now he only has the seventh level of the master. With such cultivation, he has defeated Sikong, who is the eighth level of the master. This eternal immortal master is terrifying."

"Yes, this Eternal Immortal Lord is indeed terrifying. Now it seems that he is the first person under the ninth level of the lord."

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The Lords of the Demon Clan's Fortune looked at each other, and they were born and discussed, with their faces full of solemnity.

"Nightmare Demon, go and arrange your subordinates quickly and be ready to pick up Sikong at any time." At this time, the Domineering Demon Emperor suddenly spoke, frowned, and looked gloomy.

"Come on him?" Hearing this, the Nightmare Demon Lord was suddenly stunned and said in confusion: "Your Majesty, you don't need it. Although the Eternal Immortal Lord is a little higher than Sikong, if you want him, you shouldn't be able to keep Sikong?"

"Is that true?" He glanced at the Nightmare Demon Lord, and the Domineering Demon Emperor said in a cold voice: "I tell you that if you don't want Sikong to die here, immediately arrange your subordinates to go and respond as I say."

"What? Is it possible..." Hearing this, the face of the Nightmare Demon Lord changed suddenly, and he said with a panic look: "It's the Emperor, I will do it now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and suddenly waved a bright light at the void behind him...

"Wang, haha, Boy Yu is so good!"

"The Eternal Immortal Lord is mighty!"

"The Immortal Lord is mighty..."

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Unlike the depressing atmosphere of the demon cultivators, the cultivators of various forces such as the monster clan located in the battlefield cheered, especially Xungu, Jinzhu and others. When they saw the Feather Emperor defeating Sikong, they couldn't help but roar.

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Above the chaotic ancient realm, Sikong stood quietly among the billions of strange light columns.

At this moment, he still stood up again, frowned, and his deep eyes stared at the Feather Emperor not far away, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"You...you are just the seventh level master, how could you have such strength? How is this possible?" Until now, Sikong still couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated.

As the first place in the last Daqiantian Society, Xiang Ziao has always been confident that he is within the same level and is absolutely invincible. Now, I never thought that he would be defeated by a human being who is one level higher than his cultivator.

Such a result made it difficult for him, who was self-deprecating...

"So what if you dominate the seventh level? So what if you dominate the eighth level? It doesn't matter. What's important is that I won, you lose, and the result of your defeat is... death!" In the air, the Feather Emperor stood proudly, holding a gun in one hand, floating under his feet, the stone coffin was quietly suspended, and the nine colors around him were just steaming. The eight round suns behind him were shining brightly, with a chaotic hair flying, and his clothes fluttering, like a god or a demon.

"Die?" Hearing this, Sikong smiled coldly and said with a vicious look on his face: "Just, you can still kill me. If I want to leave, no one can stop me..."

After saying that, he didn't say much to the Emperor Yu. He snorted coldly, turned around, and wanted to leave far away.

But how could the Emperor Yu make him do what he wants?

"If you want to leave, please leave it for me. I said you will die, so you can't leave alive." Yuhuang frowned slightly and said coldly.

Whoosh!

After saying that, he took action in an instant, and his heart moved. The floating and sinking stone coffin that was originally suspended under his feet suddenly moved, carrying the rolling floating and sinking aura and suddenly blasted towards Sikong.

"What? Purple Flame Swallowing Sky Can, block it back for me!"

The floating and sinking sarcophagus was extremely fast, like a meteor. In a flash, looking at the terrifying sarcophagus that were still close at hand, without any time to think about it, Sikong roared wildly and instantly controlled the purple flame swallowing pot, which was also at the level of the ancestral weapon, and met it.

Bang!

A loud bang came, and the two ancestral weapons instantly slammed together.

In order to retain Sikong, this attack was made by the Emperor Yu's full force, without any reservation. Its power was far from being able to compete with Sikong at this moment. After one attack, Sikong immediately spitted blood and flew backwards.

After this attack, Sikong suddenly flew hundreds of meters away before he could barely stop, his face turned pale.

"Eternal Immortal Lord, you...what! No," After stabilizing his body, Sikong's face became angry. He was about to say something harsh, but when he looked up, his face suddenly changed, and he was so scared that he was speechless.

Because, the moment he raised his head, he was horrified to find that the Yu Emperor had rushed to his eyes at some point.

"Yes, it's time to end..." With a sound, a cold voice like the whisper of death came. A golden spear stained with blood and bright red blood suddenly arrived and rushed straight towards his chest.

The Yu Emperor's movement was too fast, almost instantly, and he did not give him even a slight reaction time. At present, not to mention that he is seriously injured now, even if he is in good condition, he may be difficult to resist. The Yu Emperor's sudden killing attack.

"My life is over..." This situation is the last thought that emerged in Sikong's heart.

Desperate situation is indeed a desperate situation. Now, there is no way to avoid it and no way to escape... (To be continued)
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