Chapter 1064

In front of the hall of the three emperors, at the end of the war, the Pengs' peerless Tianjiao was defeated, and a pair of wings were torn off by Shengsheng.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Lao Peng Wang's eyes are about to split, and his eyes are full of murders. He will go forward to avenge his only son at all costs.

In front of the hall of Kunyi emperor, Kunyi devil emperor takes the hand to seal the space and turn it into the leader of Tianpeng family.

"Peng Wang, you are willing to accept defeat in gambling!"

In front of the hall of the eight wasters, the eight wasters devil opened his mouth and said faintly.

The three evil emperors, each standing in the glow of the sun, have the momentum to swallow the sky and accept the earth, and have the power to shock all the people. It makes people realize that in this primitive demon Kingdom, these three people are the real heaven.

Lao Peng Wang gradually recovered from his madness. His murderous eyes swept towards the young man in plain clothes not far away. He immediately walked to his only son, who was seriously injured and in a coma. He took the one after him and walked away.

In front of the hall of the three emperors, the three magic emperors did not stop them. They quietly watched the old Peng King leave with AO lie.

After this war, the foundation and martial spirit of the young master of the Peng nationality have been completely destroyed. The Peng nationality has lost its descendants and is doomed to be unable to recover within hundreds of years.

In front of the nine thousand stone steps, the messengers of the hundred clans came back from the shock. They had the thirteen princes of the demons in front of them. They could not help but feel cold.

In front of Lao Peng Wang, who is as strong as Huang Dao, Sheng Sheng tears off the wings of the young master of Peng nationality. Who can be as brave and ruthless as he is.

In the eyes of the public, Ning Chen gives a fist to the three magic emperors. Without saying a word, he turns and walks back to his position.

In the first World War, the envoys of all ethnic groups on the scene looked at the former with fear in their eyes.

I didn't expect that the thirteen highness was so powerful that it was almost impossible to challenge him.

Among the envoys of the hundred nationalities, Xiaoxiao and Wan'er look at each other, which is a bit complicated. Ning Chen's strength has been beyond their expectations. Several of the thirteen princes and daughters of the demon royal family have entered the realm of the king. There are not many of them who can challenge, and now they are even fewer.

"Brother thirteen, you've made us look at each other with new eyes." Not far apart, the ninth prince opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"Brother Jiuhuang has a high reputation. He's just a teacher." Ning Chen soft voice way.

"Hypocrisy!"

Behind the ninth prince, a pretty woman spoke and said faintly.

"Ten younger sisters, don't be presumptuous." The ninth Prince rebuked lightly.

"Why, can't you say it?" Dark moon cold voice way.

Nine Prince Mou flashed cold color, but did not say, xuanyue's character has always been so, more said useless.

Ning Chen looks at the woman in front of him with a slightly curved mouth. It seems that there are many unknown things among the princes and princesses of the royal family that he needs to explore slowly.

Xuanyue coldly looks at the young man behind her. For some reason, she just doesn't like the thirteen younger brother.

Seeing the former's eyes, Ning Chen smiles and nods.

Xuanyue cold hum, take back the eyes, ignore.

Ning Chen's face awkwardly smiles, honestly stands at the bottom, watching the resistance of the hundred ethnic groups.

The royal family is strong, and there is not much room for a hundred families to fight. However, as long as it can bring a little trouble to the demon royal family, he is happy to see it succeed.

"No one. I'll do it."

At the moment when the envoys of all ethnic groups lost their voices, a quiet voice sounded. Everyone's eyes moved, and a young man in green came out, with a handsome face and a peaceful face.

"Cangming

See out of the people, Xuanling look micro coagulation, trouble.

The Xiaoyue royal family is not inferior to the Tianpeng family, and even comparable to the royal family. The difference is that compared with the Tianpeng family, the Xiaoyue royal family is very low-key and rarely appears in front of people.

However, no one can deny the power of Xiaoyue royal family, especially the young master of Xiaoyue royal family, who has never been defeated for hundreds of years.

Seeing the descendants of the Xiaoyue royal family go out, the messengers of the hundred families have waves in their hearts. If the Xiaoyue family, maybe they can defeat the prince and daughter of the demon family.

"Seven princes, how about some moves?"

Cangming looks at Xuanling in front of the princes and says.

A language falls, present everybody is startled, challenge royal family prince? Is the descendant of Xiaoyue King crazy!

The three princes of Tianmo royal family, the great prince XuanZhen and the third prince Xuanqing, have already entered the realm of the king for many years, and their strength is immeasurable. Even the seventh Prince Xuanling, who has the shortest cultivation time, is infinitely close to the realm of the king. With the strong physical strength of Tianmo royal family, even the kings of other families should avoid their sharp edges.

All the princes and daughters are in the front row. Xuanling quietly looks at the little master of Xiaoyue royal family in front of him. After a moment, he says, "I'm happy to accompany you."

"Do you want some color?" Cangming looked calm.

"At will." Xuan Ling light way.

"Since it's just a contest, there's no need to bet too much. How about 100000 Xianyu?" Cang Ming opened his mouth.

Words sound down, the emissary of the hundred ethnic groups once again shocked, 100000 Xianyu, crazy!

Xianyu is precious and non renewable. Even the royal family can't have too much storage. Is it true that the master of Xiaoyue clan is so confident in his own strength?"Yes!"

Xuanling nodded gently, without hesitation, he should go down the road directly.

"Please grant me permission!"

Seeing that Xuanling agreed, cangming looked at the three people in the Sanhuang hall and said respectfully.

"Sure!"

In front of the palace of the first emperor of Kun, the voice of majesty came down and calmed down.

In front of the hall of the eight wasters, the eight wasters raise their hands, and the small world appears. The ten thousand li Desert shows up above the void, providing a battlefield for the two.

Raise your hand to open the sky, shock the world, and shock everyone present. The way of the emperor is beyond words.

Under the nine thousand stone steps, Xuanling and cangming stepped at the same time and jumped up to the sky.

Over the Wanli desert, the two men's figures swept into the sand storm.

"Please

No more words. After the greeting, they moved at the same time, thundered and collided.

As soon as they met each other, they became white hot, and their figures kept crisscrossing, with thousands of miles of war.

It's not the king, the two men who are comparable to the king. They are quick and perish in a flash.

Below, the envoys of the hundred ethnic groups look at the fierce battle above, and the waves are constantly surging in their hearts. Is this the strength of the descendants of the Xiaoyue royal family?

"Sirius roaring on the moon"

when cangming fights, he drinks lightly, his true Qi rushes to the sky, and his black hair dances wildly. Behind him, the true image is revealed, and the huge shadow of Sirius appears, roaring up to the sky.

In a flash, the whole world, the sand filled, wind roaring thunder, the impact of terror broke out, quickly spread.

Xuanling sees this, looks slightly coagulated, step out, Qianzhang devil body is dignified in this world, one punch blows out, forcefully shakes the extreme power.

In the fierce collision between the two people, the sky and the earth overturned and the sand waves rolled up.

The aftereffect of the attack is gone, and an amazing scene appears in front of everyone. In the confrontation between the two people, Xuanling's blood is gradually reflected on his chest, which is very dazzling.

Below, everyone was in an uproar. No one thought that the seven princes of the demon royal family would fall behind.

"Brother, will old seven lose?"

All the princes and princesses were in the forefront, and the fifth Prince's face was dark and voiced.

"No, you can't lose!"

XuanZhen replied coldly that as the crown prince of the royal family, he must not lose to foreigners. No matter what the reason, Xuanling must have this consciousness.

Not far away, xuanyue looks dignified. She didn't expect that the seventh emperor brother would fall into a decline. Is the little Lord of Xiaoyue royal family so powerful?

At the bottom of the battle, when people marvel, over the Wanli desert, they fight each other again. The fury and fury of the sand continue to surge, and their power becomes more and more terrible.

Cangming's whole body is surrounded by dark wolf fire. Each move has the ability to tear the sky, which is stronger than the physical body of the demon royal family.

With more than ten moves of fighting, Xuanling has more and more wounds. Facing cangming's stormy attack, the situation becomes more and more dangerous.

"Fu yunshou!"

Two palms to hand over, Xuanling hard bear a palm, right hand coagulation yuan, earth shaking move, suddenly fell on the former chest.

Cang Ming's fighting method is not as good as he expected. He can add one palm to his body and retreat several times.

The blood was red and blue, and cangming's face was slightly dignified. The prince of the demon royal family was not easily matched.

On the other side, Xuanling, who takes a hard hand, is shocked by his true Qi. His unyielding fighting spirit will never allow himself to be defeated by foreigners.

Below, Ning Chen looks at the battle of two people, the congealing color in Mou flashed, the powerful of the demon royal family, is not a coincidence.

Xuanling's strength is obviously different from that of Xiaoyue minority. However, Xuanling will not lose this battle.

If all the soldiers of the demon royal family have such fighting spirits, the war between the Terran and the demon royal family will be extremely difficult in the future.

In the desert, the battle between the two men has reached its peak. The fighting spirit, who does not care about life and death, is burning like the scorching sun.

Cangming looks more and more dignified, absolute suppression of the situation, gradually flattened.

The fists are crisscrossed and majestic. They both receive the same fist, and the blood is spilled. It's very sad.

The accumulated injuries made their Qi more and more disorderly. However, they had no feeling at all. They were bleeding and attacking.

"Father

"The devil king!"

The envoys of Xuanqing and Xiaoyue came out at the same time, opening their mouths and looking at each other.

"First, your highness." Xiao Yue clan messenger way.

Xuanqing didn't shirk. He looked at the figure in front of the hall of the first emperor Kun and said, "father, it's hard to know whether this battle will be won or not. If we go on fighting, I'm afraid that the first division will be life and death."

Xiaoyue emissary's eyes flashed a different color, nodded, saluted respectfully and said, "please stop fighting."

In front of the hall of emperor Kun Yi, the first demon emperor of the demons looked at the battle in the desert. After a long time, he said faintly, "sure!"

After a long wait in front of the Qiyao emperor's hall, the Qiyao demon emperor raised his hand and suddenly fell into the world.Suddenly, in the desert, the war situation was separated by a powerful force, and two figures flew out and came down from the sky.

The result of the draw has already been beyond everyone's expectation. Xiaoyue royal family, the first World War, shocked the world.

"Xiaoyue royal family, within a hundred years, there is no need to come to Korea."

Kun Yi Huang Dian, Kun Yi Mo Huang opens his mouth and calms down.

"Thank you

Under the nine thousand stone steps, the emissary of the Xiaoyue clan saluted again, thanking him.

After many princes, Ning Chen takes a look at the little master of Xiaoyue royal family not far away, and waves start to appear in his heart. In the future, this man will be a great enemy.

On the other side, in the hands of a young man inlaid with red and gold, there was a cry of farewell cloud, and he kept asking for war.

"Wait a moment, and soon it will be our turn."

Xu Yao pressed the trembling sword and said softly.

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