Chapter 779 huangquan Road, with your son

"Hahahaha, how many years have I been holding it!"

"Demon clan, I have to kill happily!"

"Kill! Kill

With a loud roar of laughter, the dozens of religious masters in the cloud Kingdom laughed and killed the demon group.

According to the principle, their combat power is equal to that of the great demon king.

But those big demon kings are flustered and disordered at the moment, just thinking about how to escape, without any intention of war at all.

Just on both sides of a pair, these big demon king was washed out.

It's bloody and very pungent.

In the blink of an eye, the four great lords of the demon family are all in a bitter battle.

No matter Tang Baichuan, tangshanhe, Gulong or Mutu, they are all very powerful and have a direct advantage in the main battle with the four saints.

"Poof! Puff! Puff! "

Some of the big demon kings are frantically running away, but they haven't escaped far, and their heads are bursting with a stab of Qi.

There were several noises in succession, at least five big demon kings were pierced in their heads, just like the watermelon that exploded.

The cold figure of Longqi emerged from the darkness, and the fire of soul in his eyes suddenly became more brilliant.

His combat power is absolutely the highest in the whole field. Even the nine heavy demon king of yuhuajing can't stand a move under him!

"Hiss, it's too strong."

Mutu turned to look at the Dragon riding, could not help sighing.

At the same time, he played many black fingerprints in succession, which made Wang Yuzong dead.

"Ah ah ah, I'm so angry!"

Wang Yuzong's hair was rooted up and his pupils were scarlet, almost mad with anger.

The guy in front of him, while fighting with himself, looked left and right, and didn't mean to put himself in his eyes at all.

However, in his situation, he could not hold his head up.

Too much, too much!

"Boy, what do you say? Ginger is still hot."

Mutu grinned: "there are more people in the small world that Wang has killed than you have killed. If it wasn't for the past that he couldn't recover from the peak, how could you be more powerful? Beat Gu haohang, a waste, and you're going to be killed by my king. "

"I'm angry!"

Wang Yuzong hugged his head with both hands and roared for a few words. After that, he continuously attacked Mutu's evil spirit, and the fighting began to be disorganized.

After all, he was just the new Lord, no matter his age or experience, he was far worse than other lords.

If the other lords were in his position, it would be impossible for them to get angry and lose their sense in a few words.

Obviously, this is Mutu's careful thinking when fighting.

With his cunning character, he will never be merciful when he can take advantage.

When the strong fight against each other, once their mentality is disordered, they will not be far away from defeat.

The abyss lines on Tang Baichuan's upper body glisten with evil light, and his whole body exudes a pungent smell of sulfur.

There are no moves, just a simple punch.

The fist is terrifying. The phantom of the fist is accompanied by the terrifying wind.

Gu Qing is the most powerful of the four lords of the demon family, but he was defeated by Tang Baichuan even though he didn't get any advantage.

"Damn it!"

Ancient prime pupil scarlet, furious.

It is not only him who is at a disadvantage, but also other people like Zhou Yuan and Luo Zheng who are suppressed to death. There is no way.

"Kill!"

A great roar came, pushing away the mountains, overturning the sea, spreading the sky and covering the ground.

These are all the strong in the middle region. Now they are also in the war!

Shengxuefeng is occupied by the strong in the middle region, which is oppressed by the black. There are countless places in the sky.

With these strong men joining the war, the advantage of the number of demon clan will be lost.

The big demon king was killed in a state of chaos. The rest of the demon king and the ancestor of the demon family were crying and desperately trying to escape. However, the whole Saint snow peak was surrounded.

It's dark. It's dark.

The original snow-white holy snow peak has been completely soaked in blood and smelled so bad that Murong purple saw that the central region occupied an absolute advantage and all the worries in her heart were swept away.

She offered the aurora sword. The light of the sword was dazzling and suddenly penetrated the belly of a demon king.

Wang Qian is still a little indifferent, as if he hasn't slowed down.

This time, she really regretted it.

"Teacher, what are you still doing?"

Murong Zihui hurried back and rushed to the demon king around with many Tianjiao in the South China Sea.

"Teacher, Murong's sister said it well. If you stay in a daze, you won't even have the last chance!"

The woman on one side was a little nervous, which was the best time to save her reputation.

If even the last chance is missed, there is no way.

Wang Qian's pupils refocused, as if determined, and her lips opened: "South China Sea belongs to, help Zhongyu brothers, kill all these demon families!"

With Wang Qian's order, many powerful people in the South China Sea joined the battle group.

The demon family, which had been supported by hardships, is now in crisis again, like a boat in the storm, which may be destroyed at any time.

"Luo Xiao!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Yun saw Luo Xiao's position at a glance.

He flashed a sharp killing machine in his pupil and shouted: "you are lucky for the first two times. Let you live by luck. This time I will kill your soul."

Luo Xiao's body trembled and his expression was pale. Instinctively, he retreated.

However, the murderous air in Chu Yun's eyes had already locked Luo Xiao, and he could not escape.

Chu Yun used the method of plundering the sky and crossed the battlefield directly. No matter the demon clan or the middle domain leader, he could not be seen.

"Don't come here!"

Luo Xiao's head was in a daze.

Today's Chu cloud to him, that is a great beast.

He clenched his teeth and looked left and right. He didn't have any courage to fight. He just wanted to escape here.

"Fight, run what?"

Chuyun chuckled, reached out his hand and grabbed it, just like catching a chicken, and brought Luo Xiaoyi here.

Luo Xiao's body was soft, his lips trembled, and he jumped out one word at a time: "Chu, Chu Yun, you can't kill me!"

"Why can't I kill you?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and slapped Luo Xiao on the cheek.

"Pa!"

A crisp sound, Luo Xiao dizzy, the whole people are silly.

Half of his face was swollen and two teeth flew out.

"It doesn't seem to be very balanced."

Chu Yun touched his chin. Without hesitation, he reached out and slapped Luo Xiao on the other half of his face.

Luo Xiaowa's spitting out a mouthful of blood, in pupil twinkling thick frightened meaning.

"Don't worry, your father will be with you soon!"

Chu Yun reached out his hand and turned it over. In the palm of his hand, he gathered a sharp blade and wiped it away from Luo Xiao's neck without hesitation.

"Stop!"

Luo Zheng saw this behind the scenes. His pupils contracted violently. He pushed the bone dragon away with his backhand and rushed towards the Chu cloud.

With the peak state of his feathering state, a single blow can make the void collapse.

For a moment, Chu Yun's body was shrouded in fear. The huge pressure was like a mountain on his back. He could not breathe.

At this time, there was a scream in the air. The Dragon cavalry in armor did not know when to stop in front of Chu Yun. He took Luo Zheng's palm with his chest!

"Pooh!"

The armor on the dragon's chest was broken inch by inch, revealing the framework of the shining light inside.

However, he didn't seem to understand what pain was. He stabbed his back hand into Luo Zheng's shoulder blade.

"Ah!"

Luo Zheng is suffering from eating pain. His pupils are crazy.

He grabbed the gun and shouted, "Chu Yun, let go of Xiao'er, or our Lord will pull you even if he dies!"

As soon as the voice fell, his upper body suddenly burst open, only to see the complicated and complicated secret lines on his upper body, shining.

"Many secret lines!"

Many yuhuajing masters exclaimed, and their eyes on Luo Zheng became frightened.

Luozheng itself is the top existence in Taiqian continent. Now with so many secret patterns, its combat power is extremely strong.

"Hum."

With a sneer, the Dragon cavalry didn't move at all. The Dragon spear in his hand pricked a flower in the void and thrust at Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng roared up to the sky, and his speed suddenly doubled. After he swept up in the air, he grabbed the dragon's neck.

In Longqi's eyes, the fire of soul is always burning, like the eternal candle, which never goes out.

"You give me to die!"

Luo Zheng roared wildly and roared loudly. His palm suddenly started to work and twisted the dragon's neck.

"What?"

Many strong people turn to air conditioning, pale as paper.

How can they be defeated by the fierce Luo Zheng?

Luo Zheng clutched the helmet in his hand and looked up to the sky with a ferocious laugh: "when our demon clan has full potential, you must die!"

As soon as the face of the strong around changes, it is hard not to use Luo Zheng after the secret lines. Is it strong enough to have no enemies?

Only Chu Yun, smile unchanged: "Luo Zheng, you may not look down on Dragon riding too much."

"Well?"

Luo Zheng looked down at the helmet in his hand and burst out: "his head has been unscrewed by me, what else do you want?"

"Pooh!"

As fast as lightning, the gun suddenly pierced Luo Zheng's eyebrow and the tip of the gun came out of his back brain.

It's not someone else who shot it. It's the dragon horse whose head has been twisted off before.

"How could you..."

Luo Zheng clutched his helmet to death, his eyes opened to the extreme angrily.

After the head is removed, even if it is as strong as the demon clan, it will surely die!

Long Qi moved his body and reached for his helmet, which was meaningful.

Luo Zheng crushed his helmet with all his strength and looked down.

A roar, like a bolt from the blue.

In the helmet, it's empty!

"The dragon horse itself is a headless knight. You just took off his helmet."

Chu Yun smiled brightly, then raised his eyebrows: "Lord Luo Zheng, don't die in such a hurry!"

"Hiss!"

The sharp blade in Chu Yun's palm suddenly wipes Luo Xiao's neck, cuts his head off and falls on the ground.

Luo Zheng's eyes shed blood and tears, and he opened his mouth and roared.

But all his strength seemed to be pulled out, and he could not make a sound.

"I killed your son first, so as not to be lonely on the way to the holy spring!"

Chu Yun threw Luo Xiao's body down the mountain.

Luo Zheng was silent and fell down.