Hearing Jiuyou Xiefeng's words, Mo Yan and Yang Chen's faces changed. Murong Zhishui's incarnation was indeed controlled by Jiuyou Xiefeng.
"Hehe, boy, as long as you are willing to help me unseal the seal, I can give you a fortune!" Jiuyou Xiefeng Monster laughed.
Yang Chen sneered in his heart. How could he believe the words of Jiuyou Xiefeng? If he really helped Jiuyou Xiefeng unseal the seal, Jiuyou Xiefeng would definitely swallow him. Because Jiuyou Xiefeng already knew that he had the fire of disaster and disaster.
water.
"Boy, have you considered it?" Jiuyou Xiefeng smiled and said, "I can help you become the overlord, help you become the overlord, or even the Venerable!"
"If you give me part of your origin, I will untie your seal." Yang Chen smiled.[
"Hmph, if you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!" Jiuyou Xiefeng sneered, and the scene around the Creation Pen changed again.
Brush! The Creation Pen appeared outside the maze, but nine people appeared beside him. These nine people had a vast aura, which was Long Tianye and others.
Seeing the Creation Pen, the four deputy hall masters sneered. Long Tianye and Long Tiandou looked at the Creation Pen, their eyes getting hotter. As for Du Qianfan and Du Qianye, they had never seen each other before.
The Creation Pen is only regarded as an ordinary imperial overlord.
Murong Zhishui smiled at the corner of his mouth.
In the fortune pen, Yang Chen and Taotao looked solemn. Facing these people, they had no chance to escape.
"This pen is not simple. I just felt the power of the virtual world in him in the maze." The old man from Five Poisons suddenly sent a message to the three Venerables of Wanxiang. The pen of Creation borrowed the power of mysterious existence just now, so the old man from Five Poisons
Only then can you sense the power of the virtual world.
Hearing the words of the old man Five Poisons, the eyes of Venerable Vision emitted a brilliance. The overlord with the power of the virtual world is definitely the overlord of the Emperor, and the overlord of the Emperor! They thought to themselves that the Blog of Creation must be
It was because of the heavy blow that it became what it is now.
Just as they were about to take action to capture the Creation Pen, Long Tianye and Long Tiandou suddenly jumped up and surrounded the Creation Pen.
Seeing Long Tianye and others taking action, the four Venerables of Wanxiang changed their faces, and swished and swished! The four of them rushed out and blocked Long Tianye and the others.
"Wanxiang, what do you want to do? Could this pen be from your Yama Palace?" Long Tianye's face darkened.
Du Qianfan and Du Qianye's faces changed slightly. They didn't understand why Long Tianye, Venerable Wanxiang and others competed for the Creation Pen... They thought to themselves, could this pen not be an ordinary overlord?
"Hehe, this pen is really from a deputy hall master of our Yan Luo Palace." The old man Wu Poisons smiled strangely.
"Hmph, do you think we will believe you?" Long Tiandou sneered.
"If you don't believe it, you can ask him!" Venerable Vientiane smiled and turned to look at the Creation Pen.
"That's right, I am indeed from the Palace of Yan Luo." Taotao's smile came from the pen of creation.
Of course, Long Tianye and Long Tiandou would not believe Taotao's words. He winked at Du Qianfan and the others, and at the same time stepped forward and grabbed the pen of creation.
"Hmph!" The priest of the Wheel snorted coldly, took a big strode, and punched Long Tianye. Long Tianye snorted coldly and pressed forward with one punch.
Touch! The two fists intersected, and the two of them retreated together, and the ground collapsed and torn apart where the feet fell.
At the same time, Long Tiandou and Xing Laogui also started to fight... Venerable Wanxiang and the old man Wu Poison were about to grab the Creation Pen, but were blocked by Du Qianfan and Du Qianye.[
"Good opportunity!" Taotao and Yang Chen gritted their teeth, and soothing! The pen of fortune drilled towards the ground.
As the Brush of Creation was about to penetrate into the ground, a sword energy broke through the air and slashed on the Brush of Creation. The fire splashed, and the Brush of Creation was chopped by the Brush of Demonic energy and flew out more than ten meters.
The person who attacked the Creation Pen was actually Murong Zhishui!
When Venerable Wanxiang, Long Tianye and others saw Murong Zhishui taking action, their faces changed. They were worried that the Brush of Creation would fall into Murong Zhishui's hands, so they stopped and rushed towards the Brush of Creation.
Suddenly, the Creation Pen was surrounded by everyone again and there was no chance to escape.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space, and a huge figure appeared beside the Creation Pen. The thing that suddenly appeared was actually the Purple Demon Bull!
"Haha, Ziji Demon Bull, you dare to come here. You are really looking for death!" Long Tianye laughed.
"Hmph! Do you think the old bull is really afraid of you?" Ziji Demon Bull snorted coldly, his breath surged, his body suddenly became higher, and finally became dozens of feet high. At the same time, his body flashed across his body.
The purple light dissipated, and he actually put on purple armor.
After putting on this purple armor, his aura became stronger again, suppressing the aura of everyone present.
"Imperial Overlord!" Everyone's faces changed: "How could you have an Emperor Overlord?"
If the Purple Demon Bull really had the Emperor's Overlord, he wouldn't have to escape before.
"Catch the old bull with a punch!" The purple demon bull suddenly shouted loudly and punched Long Tianye. The space collapsed inch by inch where the punch passed, and the entire earth was shaking.
Long Tianye's pupils shrank, his body suddenly grew taller, and finally turned into a thunder giant dozens of feet tall, and he fisted to meet him.
Touch! The violent collision sounded across all directions. Long Tianye groaned and quickly retreated. Wherever he passed, a series of deep footprints left on the ground, and the ground tore open a crack as thick as his arm.
Long Tiandou, Du Qianfan and others changed drastically, and they all transformed. Long Tiandou turned into a thunder giant. Du Qianfan and Du Qianye actually turned into blood-colored dragons. The dragon was dozens of feet long and blood was filled with all its bodies.
fog.
Two blood-colored dragons flew behind the Purple Demon Bull, grabbed it like lightning, and Long Tiandou rushed to the Purple Demon Bull and punched it out with one punch.
"Haha, so what if you four of you join forces?" Ziji Demon Bull laughed wildly, slashed out with his backhand, and at the same time, he reached out his other hand and slapped Long Tiandou's thunder-covered fist with one palm.
Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!
Two blood-colored dragons were shrunk for more than ten meters, and Long Tiandou also staggered back a few steps.
"So strong!" Yang Chen's pupils shrank in the Creation Pen. Unless the powerful Ba Sheng takes action, no one is the opponent of this cow.
Venerable Wanxiang and others were also shocked by the strength of the Ziji Demon Bull. After wearing the God-Saving Overlord, the strength of the Ziji Demon Bull was enough to be comparable to that of the saints!
"Good opportunity, Xiao Chenzi, let's go!" Taotao suddenly controlled the pen of creation and shot out the electricity in the distance.[
Venerable Wanxiang and others sneered, stepped out loudly, and appeared in front of the Pen of Creation.
As they were about to catch the Creation Pen, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed next to the Creation Pen with a roar. It turned out that the Purple Demon Bull was coming.
"Hmph, with the old bull here, no one of you is allowed to touch him today!" Ziji Demon Bull snorted coldly.
The faces of Venerable Wanxiang and others changed, and they were shocked and suspicious.
"Wanxiang, let's join forces to kill this cow first!"
Swhooshhooshhooshhooshhooshhooshhoo! Long Tianye and four others appeared, and for a moment, lightning filled the sky, and blood and energy surged.
"Kill him, who is the Emperor's overlord?" Xing Laogui sneered.
"Each is wise!" A blood-colored dragon spoke coldly, not knowing whether he was Du Qianfan or Du Qianye.
"Okay!" Venerable Vientiane and others nodded together.
In the distance, Murong Zhishui laughed and said to himself: "When both of them are injured, I will swallow them again!"
Seeing that Long Tianye and eight others were planning to join forces, the Ziji Demon Bull's face became solemn.
At the same time, Yang Chen and Taotao were shocked and suspicious in the Creation Pen. They really didn't understand why the Ziji Demon Bull helped them.
Suddenly, Long Tianye shouted: "Take it!" As he said that, he had already stepped out and punched the purple demon bull with one punch, and the lightning shot into the sky.
The other seven powerful men also used their magical powers and launched attacks one after another. The purple demon Newton was immediately submerged in the lightning, blood and black fog.
Taotao didn't think about it, controlled the pen of creation and flew towards the distance.
Murong Zhishui was about to take action, suddenly, a terrifying pressure swept from a distance, mixed with a strong evil spirit.
This pressure was extremely terrifying. Everyone present was shocked, stopped and looked in the direction where the pressure was coming.
A human shadow flashed past and appeared in front of everyone. The person who suddenly appeared was actually a living dead! The aura of the living dead was stronger than before, and it was much stronger than the current Purple Demon Bull.
The Living Dead looked at the Ziji Demon Bull, licked his tongue, and saliva flowed out of his mouth and dripped to the ground.
The purple demon bull's pupils shrank and he said in horror: "Little master, it's not that I don't want to help him, don't blame me!" As he said that, he actually turned around and ran away, and the shadows disappeared in a few leaps.
The living dead licked his tongue, kicked the ground, and disappeared.
Boom... Boom... roars echoed from a distance. Obviously, the Ziji Demon Bull and the Living Dead started fighting.
Yang Chen knew that the Living Dead must have wanted to swallow the Ziji Demon Bull, so he chased the Ziji Demon Bull closely.
Finally, the roar gradually disappeared, perhaps they had left the virtual realm of Jiuyou Xiefeng.
Seeing the purple demon bull leaving, Long Tianye and others' eyes were all focused on the Creation Pen.
Inside the Creation Pen, Yang Chen and others looked solemn. It seems that it is impossible to run away today.
"If you are willing to surrender to my Longmen Eight Pavilions, I can guarantee that you can definitely regain your previous strength!" Long Tianye said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the two blood-colored dragons looked at each other and finally understood why Long Tianye and others wanted to snatch the Creation Pen, because the Creation Pen was not an imperial overlord. Thinking of this, their eyes also showed heat.
At this moment, a laugh echoed: "Hehe, it seems that I was here at the right time, and I actually caught up with a good show."
"Yang Kai!" The people present turned their heads and looked at each other. They were sitting upright in the distance in the air, and there were gusts of black wind around him, whistling continuously.