The big purple net broke into countless pieces and flew down one after another.
Zhu Huang flapped his wings for nine days, sweeping out large waves, and the entire void trembled.
The Holy Maiden of Tianchi, Jian Piaohong, Murong Fei, Duguhe, and the chief of Daluo Temple are all stunning figures among the young generation, and their moves are naturally extraordinary, especially the Holy Maiden of Tianchi, dancing like a fairy, with two moon rings in the air.
Under the control of her jade fingers, she continuously slashed towards Zhu Huang in the sky.
At this time, many cultivators also joined the battle group and launched magic weapons to attack Zhu Huang.
Elder Xu of the Yaohai sect ordered the disciples behind him to step back, and he took out a colorful umbrella and flew into the air. The colorful umbrella dropped a curtain of light and completely sealed Zhu Huang within it.
"boom!"
Zhu Huang flapped his wings, and terrifying waves rippled out. The colorful umbrella throbbed and rotated rapidly, and the light curtain swept towards Zhu Huang.
The Holy Maiden of Tianchi was shrouded in a faint fairy light, and with a flick of her jade finger, a bright moon floated up and hung in the mid-air. The bright moon was in the sky, heading towards Zhu Huang.
On the top of the mountain, all the cultivators felt a sense of panic, and even Zhuge Buliang felt his soul tremble.
"boom!"
Zhu Huang seemed to have sensed the crisis, and his wings swept out a large wave of waves, sweeping towards the bright moon. But the bright moon did not shatter, and the brilliance became more and more dazzling, hanging above Zhu Huang, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down.
, like water waves, exceptionally beautiful.
But Zhu Huang seemed to have been hit hard and let out a pitiful roar.
The Holy Maiden of Tianchi once again fired a golden bell towards Zhu Huangsha.
"This woman...!" Several other young leaders were shocked. Everyone could see that the Holy Maiden of Tianchi was determined to win against Zhu Huang, and she successively fired several magic weapons of high quality.
"clang!"
The bell sounded melodiously, and the meaning of Zhu Huang was like a sword from heaven, chopping on the golden bell, causing a melodious sound of the piano.
"scold!"
The divine sword pierced the sky, and Duguhe stood up. The ancient sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a piercing sword rainbow was about to pierce the sky.
At the same time, Jian Piaohong, Murong Fei, and the chief of Daluo Temple also took strong action to suppress this Zhuhuang.
Zhu Huang screamed and fluttered its wings and swooped down, wanting to escape into the abyss. But how could several young leaders give it a chance. Murong Fei grabbed it from the air, and an invisible big hand came out, and actually restrained Zhu Huang back.
"boom!"
At this moment, the void shook, and a sharp edge came through the sky, instantly piercing Zhu Huang's abdomen. Blood flowed down, and Zhu Huang let out a long and mournful cry.
"who!"
Everyone was shocked.
At this time, a figure approached quickly. It was a middle-aged man with long green hair and an unruly appearance. He was wearing a colorful phoenix feather coat. The force released invisibly caused the mountain top to rise.
Everyone on board was trembling.
"Master of the Divine Transformation Stage!"
Everyone exclaimed, and even the young leaders such as Tianchi Saint, Jian Piaohong, Murong Fei, and Duguhe couldn't help but change their expressions.
"Zhu Huang, hahaha, okay! Okay! This spiritual bird is going to be decided!" The middle-aged man's green hair was flying, and two terrifying divine lights shot out from his eyes.
"This is...the king of the monster clan, King Jade Phoenix! It is said that he also has the bloodline of the Phoenix Divine Bird."
"King Jade Phoenix! A king of the monster clan! His cultivation is in the stage of becoming a god."
"It seems that the chiefs will return in vain this time. King Bifeng has a notorious reputation in Kyushu. Even the elders of the major sects do not dare to compete with him for the things he likes."
Tianchi Saint, Duguhe, and Jian Piaohong, the chief figures, looked ugly, but in the face of absolute strength, they could only choose to remain silent.
"Juniors, I, King Zhuhuang, are going to decide. Whoever dares to fight for it, I will kill him! I will use the blood of Zhuhuang to improve my son's cultivation!" King Bifeng said in a frivolous tone, but he didn't.
What do people dare to say? After all, their strength is there.