Ghost Mandrill narrowed his eyes and looked at the big man up and down, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
This person's facial features are blurred, and his whole body is emitting a brilliant golden light, which is as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at him. He is nearly ten feet tall and is almost as tall as two adults. Just standing there releases an unimaginable sense of oppression.
, which makes people feel awe and want to worship.
"You may not have heard of it."
Nong Zangfeng said slowly and calmly, "However, fifteen million years ago, when it came to the Sun-Eating Demon Lord, it could be said that everyone knew about it, and his reputation was not inferior to that of the Soul Emperor two million years ago."
"Sun-Eating Demon Lord?"
The ghost mandrill shrugged, swung the giant blade with his right hand, and said with disdain, "You dare to talk about eating the sun even in a mere chaos realm. What a big statement!"
"Young kid, you don't know how big the world is!"
Wei Ri's huge body couldn't help shaking, and continued to release blazing rays comparable to the sun. He looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. His voice was like sand and gravel rubbing against each other. It was so harsh that it made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies. "When I dominate the world,
Your ancestors weren’t even born yet!”
"Really? So you are so old."
The mandrill laughed loudly, and swung the giant blade gracefully, sputtering out dots of black flames, "Then don't I feel like bullying the old and the weak?"
"A sharp-tongued brat!"
Wei Ri's tiger body trembled, and he raised his hand to grab him. Heat waves comparable to the sun surged out, sweeping across all directions. He shouted sharply, "I hope your skills can be as powerful as your mouth!"
"Old ghost, you are so old that you still don't want to be buried!"
Ghost Mandrill laughed ferociously and waved his sword forward fearlessly, "Just let me help you!"
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The golden and black figures are sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, looking in front and suddenly behind, constantly appearing in every corner of the battlefield, frequently impacting each other, with a power comparable to that of a spark hitting the earth. Just the aftermath of it,
The masters of the three families who were forced to take over the farmland and land had a look of shock on their faces and retreated one after another, fearing that they would accidentally suffer disaster.
There were not two people here, it was simply two nuclear arsenals blasting each other crazily. The scene was so grand and exaggerated that it was beyond the scope of description in words.
"What a good boy, you can actually fight like this with Wei Ri."
Nong Zangfeng's eyes were filled with brilliance, and his words were full of admiration, "With a little polish, he will definitely be a top-notch spiritual slave."
As he spoke, he glanced around and saw Soul Emperor waving colorful sickles and fighting Han Xing back and forth, while Xue Nu took the opportunity to take out a pill and stuff it in
Mouth, two blushes gradually appeared on the originally pale face, and his complexion had greatly improved.
Xue Nu gave it to Gu'er, Emperor Hun Tian gave it to Wu'er, and as for this ghost mandrill...
My sun, moon, stars, sky, earth, and human beings are missing exactly two links. The place of earth is perfect for him.
Nong Zangfeng smiled and nodded. He was obviously quite satisfied with the strength of Gui Mandrill and others. He had even thought about how to distribute the ownership rights of these three powerful spiritual slaves after subduing them.
"what to do?"
Ye Yaoyao came close to Li Bing and said in a mosquito-like voice, "They seem to be in trouble, do you want to take action?"
"Look again."
Li Bing shook his head and said calmly, "This farmer's master is unfathomable. Three spiritual slaves may not be his limit. It would be detrimental to you and me to expose his identity rashly."
"But……"
Ye Yaoyao pursed her lips in the direction of Xue Nu, "That woman seems to be dying soon."
Li Bing looked up and saw that the surrounding farmhouses, the Tian family and the returning masters seemed to treat Xue Nu as a soft persimmon, and only attacked her, completely turning a blind eye to Ghost Mandrill and Hun Tiandi.
As a result, the snow girl had to deal with Guanyue and also beware of sneak attacks by the three masters. She was immediately overwhelmed and very strenuous. Her body, which had just recovered a little, soon developed several wounds.
If she hadn't gotten some top-notch elixirs from Zhong Wen, she might have fallen to the ground long ago and wouldn't have been able to survive now.
"It doesn't matter."
Li Bing's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he said calmly, "She happens to be a cultivator of the ice and snow system, just leave it to me."
As she spoke, an invisible chill escaped from her body and floated silently into the sky.
The next moment, the already falling snow suddenly became more violent. Endless snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and a terrifying chill penetrated the bone marrow, as if even the soul was about to freeze.
This is……!
The snow girl suddenly felt energetic, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. For a moment, she couldn't think about why the wind and snow she caused suddenly became stronger. She decisively raised her arms, and a mysterious and mysterious aura spurted out from her body.
, blended with the surrounding flying snow to form a rapidly rotating white vortex, with a whirring sound that echoed throughout the world.
"Snowy Frost!"
She stretched her arms left and right, her eyes sparkled, and she let out a crisp scream. Immediately, countless white streams of light shot out in the direction of the vortex, swimming in the air, as fast as light, as fast as
The electricity was scattered like countless out-of-control ice arrows. Anyone who got a little bit of it would be instantly covered in ice crystals and unable to move.
The battlefield was suddenly filled with screams and wails. In just ten seconds, more than thirty "ice sculptures" were standing there. The scene was strange and spectacular.
"What a difficult little sister!"
Guanyue's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she stepped back continuously, her expression no longer as calm as before, "I actually underestimated you because I still had some energy left just now."
"boom!"
Seeing the snow girl suddenly showing off her power, Nong Zangfeng's face darkened slightly. He was about to activate the secret method to once again enhance Guanyue's strength, but there was a shocking loud noise in his ears.
He followed the sound and saw that one of the three masters under his command, Han Xing, who mastered the shocking sword skills, fell to the ground. His whole body was stuck in the pit, unable to extricate himself. His ash-headed and disgraced appearance was different from the previous one who was unrivaled in worldliness.
The swordsman is completely different from the other two.
Looking at the Soul Emperor, he was still hanging high in the sky, with bright eyes and a tall posture. The sickle in his hand was emitting an unusually bright seven-color spiritual light. Although the black robe on his body was damaged in several places, the injuries were not serious.
How can it be?
I heard that the Soul Emperor was easily defeated by the Lord of Swords, and his life was almost lost!
Han Xing is Yuchi Chungou's uncle, one of the top swordsmen in the Kunwu Sword Sect. Even if he is not as good as his nephew, he is not far behind. How could he not be the opponent of Emperor Hun Tian?
Seeing that Han Xing was at a disadvantage, Nong Zangfeng's face became more and more gloomy, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of confusion in his heart, which he couldn't understand.
"Is such a trash worthy of being his uncle?"
High in the sky, Emperor Hun Tian stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on the surface of the sickle. The smile on his face was indescribably eerie and strange, "I have been waiting for this for nothing."
As he spoke, a small purple furnace appeared in his left hand. With a slight shake, dozens of "ice sculptures" below suddenly burst out with rays of gleaming light. As if summoned by fate, they all dived into the furnace with lightning speed.
Having absorbed the souls of many masters, the purple light on the surface of the Soul Refining Furnace flickered on and off, as if conveying excitement and excitement.
Emperor Hun Tian took back the sickle with his right hand, and the tip of the knife touched the stove lightly.
The originally colorful blade suddenly emitted an invisible glow.
The bright purple light of his face and the terrifying determination spread across the world, traveling in all directions, as if to tear the whole world apart.
"Although he is trash, he is still related to the Kunwu Sword Sect."
After doing all this, Soul Old Demon looked down at Han Xing again, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Before you seek revenge on him, it would be a good choice to take your Blood Runner Knife first."
Is this the Soul Emperor?
He is worthy of being a world-famous demon, but he cannot be inferred by common sense.
Nong Zangfeng's expression changed, his thoughts were changing, his brain was running rapidly, and he didn't know which one to help first.
"ah!!!"
A sudden roar quickly woke him up from his reverie.
Following the sound, his entire body instantly turned to stone, and the expression on his face was truly wonderful.
I saw Ghost Mandrill with red eyes and a ferocious smile on his face. He was holding one of Wei Ri's arms with both hands and forcefully pushed it behind his back.
Most of the clothes on his body have been burned by the sun, revealing the dazzling lines on the surface of the skin. The steaming murderous aura and the violent black flames are intertwined. Looking from a distance, it looks like a cruel ancient evil beast is torturing himself.
of prey.
"puff!"
Just when Nong Zangfeng looked over, Gui Mandrill suddenly shook his tiger body and burst out with infinite divine power. With a loud noise, he actually removed Wei Ri's arm from his shoulders, and golden blood spurted out like a shot.
Very far.
Looking at Wei Ri falling from the sky, Nong Zangfeng opened his mouth slightly and his eyes were full of incredible color. He almost thought that he had not yet woken up and was in a dream.
"Old man, you just said that in every era there will be demons who shake the world."
The mandrill suddenly turned around, grinned at him, and uttered a very domineering line, "Then the devil of this era is me."
The moment his eyes fell on him, Nong Zangfeng suddenly felt sweat on his forehead and chills on his back. He stumbled and almost fell from the air.
"You asked for this."
After all, he was not an ordinary person. After a short moment of confusion, he quickly regained his composure, looked directly into the ghost's eyes, and said lightly, "Tianchen, send them in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Demon Mandrill without any warning.
After seeing this person's appearance clearly, Li Bing and Ye Yaoyao's expressions changed, as if they had seen a ghost.