Chapter 839

"Did you kill that magic winged tiger? Just now you obviously had the opportunity to stop the steps of the magic winged tiger, but you didn't stop it on purpose. It's shameless to want to rob the booty now!" taishuzhong didn't speak. A cold voice came from Zhao Yuande's side, which was ridiculed by Lin Jiner.

"Little girl, you are very bold. Do you know what will happen after offending me?" the young man in purple looked cold and stared at Lin jin'er coldly.

Zhao Yuande stepped out and stood in front of Lin Jiner, blocking the threatening eyes of the young man in purple.

"What's that..." just then someone exclaimed loudly.

The crowd looked not far away along this man's eyes, only to see a large dark cloud coming from the horizon, and a shrill whistling pierced into their eardrums, so that they couldn't help covering their ears.

Tai Shuzhong's face showed a very dignified look and said, "everyone retreat quickly. These are bone etching crows. The worst is the cultivation of the divine Empire, which you can't deal with at all."

As soon as the people looked solemn, they quickly began to retreat back. The young man in purple gave Zhao Yuande a hard look and said coldly, "be careful, don't let me find a chance!"

"I don't know how to live or die!" Zhao Yuande responded coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Get back!" Tai Shuzhong suddenly exclaimed, "there is someone on the bone etching crow, and it's coming towards us!"

When they heard the speech, they quickly retreated in the direction of the battle of a large group of immortal soldiers in the distance.

"Uncle Zhong! Don't run away, fight with me for a thousand rounds!" in a flash, the group of bone etching crows flying over the heads of the people didn't dive down and attack them, but a group of figures jumped off the bone etching crows.

The first of them was a handsome young man in a blood robe. His eyes were evil and glittered with cold and cruel luster.

Behind the young man, there were a group of strong men with magical Qi.

This group of strong people with evil spirit is similar to those in the immortal class, and most of their accomplishments linger around the emperor's territory. Among these people, an ordinary young man stands quietly. He is no different from ordinary people. He has no terrible evil spirit, but has a faint cold air.

When all the strong look at this person, their eyes are full of respect and worship.

When Zhao Yuande saw this man, he couldn't help smiling. He didn't expect it to be this guy.

"The devil stops the sky!" when Tai Shuzhong saw the blood robed boy, he immediately looked angry. He no longer asked everyone to escape. Instead, his face twitched constantly and strode towards each other. "Today we will fight to the death!"

"That's right! Little guys, kill all these immortal species and make the fairyland unique!" the blood robed young devil Cha Tian said with a strange smile at the group of demon species behind him, "there are a lot of young women opposite. If you catch them, you can deal with them! Oh, there are a lot of handsome ones... Hey hey!"

The battle between the young man in blood robe and Tai Shuzhong broke out instantly. Their strength is too strong. If they fight here, I'm afraid these people will be killed by the aftermath of the battle, so they consciously face the empty land in the distance.

And the strong men with evil spirit rushed to Zhao Yuande with a gloomy smile.

"Brother 14! Who are they?" Lin jin'er was obviously nervous at this time.

"They are the same as us, but we are washed by the spirit of fairies, but they are washed by the spirit of demons. The spirit of demons changes people's temperament greatly, so we must be careful." Zhao Yuande explained to her and quietly took the people to the edge of the team.

"That man is... Zhang Fan! How could he be here?" the sword drifted away and recognized the ordinary young man among the group.

"He was originally a disciple of the true demon emperor, and it's normal here!" Feng Wujiang felt extremely difficult. Only Zhao Yuande could cope with the emergence of this guy. Is his identity going to be exposed so soon?

"Hey, hey! These chicks are ours!" suddenly, a negative voice came from the other party. More than a dozen strong men with magic spirit rushed over and attacked Zhao Yuande.

"Keep your direction and leave the rest to me!" Zhao Yuande looked at the accomplishments of these dozen people and didn't have too strong existence. He immediately put his heart down and whispered, "don't expose all your strength and fight with them."

Everyone understood and knew Zhao Yuande's plan in an instant.

The seven of them formed an array. Zhao Yuande took control of the overall situation and soon blocked the attack of more than a dozen people.

The total number of the other party was not much different from that of the immortal class, so they blocked more than a dozen people in the battlefield. Naturally, some teams felt relaxed.

And most importantly, the seemingly ordinary young man didn't mean to end at this time. Instead, he stood in the distance and looked at the young man in purple in the distance. His eyes showed a smiling expression.

The young man in purple didn't start at this time. He stared at the ordinary youth with his eyes. He felt a terrible crisis from each other, and he even felt a smell of death.

His forehead was full of cold sweat. He felt that the man opposite him was the most powerful opponent he had encountered in his life. He didn't even know whether he could stop the other party.

"Boring!" the ordinary young man, seeing the state of the young man in purple, couldn't help shaking his head slightly and whispering, "isn't anyone qualified to be my opponent except him? Are these immortal seeds in the fairy world? It's really disappointing."

The voice of ordinary youth is very low, but everyone can hear it clearly.

Although the young man in purple was angry at this time, he didn't dare to say more. He just walked back slowly, and his whole face was red.

He was so depressed that he almost wanted to curse his mother.

Why do you encounter so many powerful beings? Why do there still exist such characters in the world of heaven? The other party's cultivation is obviously not as high as his own, but he can't even have a little courage to resist. This is why!

"Hey! It's too far away. You're a mole ant when you compare with him, and there's only him in the lower world..." the ordinary young man continued to whisper, revealing a trace of memory in his eyes.

"Who... Is he?" the young man in purple had a hoarse voice. He wanted to know who the person said by the other party was. Is there really someone more talented than himself in the lower world? Why didn't he appear in the immortal class.

"Eh! You are still the same school. No wonder... It's ridiculous that fireflies want to compete with the bright moon!" the ordinary young man said, shook his head, looked into the endless distance and ignored the young man in purple.