Chapter 865： Toad has no life

"If you want to kill my lord, step on my corpse first."

Jiuyou stood in the void, his face was absolutely cold, and the flames on his body were condensed into wings, and he had an emperor's power.

Jiuyou Liaofeng was originally the true emperor of this northern Xinjiang.

If the Azure Dragon Emperor had not joined forces with the Divine Lord, the current Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons might not have been this sinister dragon.

The previous Jiuyou had never dared to reveal his body, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble to Ling Xiao.

But now, seeing the Lord is in danger, she can't take care of that much.

"Liao...Liao Di?!"

The Fire Lion King lowered his head, looking at the mysterious and elegant black phoenix shadow, a pair of fist-sized fierce eyes suddenly flashed with shock.

As we all know, the Liaofeng clan has disappeared as early as three hundred years ago.

Rumor has it that this tribe was favored by the gods and led to the upper realm.

It's just that this rumor has no flaws for ordinary demon races, but it is full of loopholes for demon king powerhouses such as the Fire Lion King.

In the history of the Holy State, there are countless people who have ascended to the upper realm, but all of them are amazing talents.

Although Jiuyou Liaofeng contains the blood of the true phoenix, he is born with a deep understanding of Huo Dao.

However, there are strong and weak in this clan, and the ascension of the clan will inevitably consume a lot of spiritual power and soul power.

The **** master is not a monster race, why waste your mind and send an entire monster race to heaven?

Of course, the law of this world respects the strong.

Since the Liaofeng clan disappeared endlessly, naturally there would be no demons to provoke the Qinglong Emperor and the Divine Lord for them.

Therefore, in the past three hundred years, except for the stinky toad on Guishan, no one dared to mention the word Liaofeng.

even!

If it hadn't been for the natural fortune of the toad, who was good at the art of Xuanhuang, and fortune through the sky, I am afraid that it would have been punishable by the Qinglong Emperor.

Whether it is a man or a demon, everyone believes in one thing, and those who contemplate the fate of heaven are protected by the gods and kill them against the way.

And this is why the ghost clam lives in the world.

Of course, even if the Qinglong Emperor never killed him, he would have been confined to the desolate land of the ghost mountain for three hundred years, and he could not be born.

did not expect!

Three hundred years later, the Liaofeng clan actually reappeared in northern Xinjiang.

"You...you are..."

Fire Lion King, Purple Wing King and others looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with a hint of wonder and surprise.

If the Liaofeng clan really lost the hands of the **** master, how could she recognize the holy child as the master?

The world was silent, and even the faces of Emperor Qinglong and Yuanjue were shocked.

Others are just guessing, but these two people know the truth of the year.

what is the problem?

"Huh! Pretending to be a god! Fire Lion King, what are you waiting for!"

Above the void, Emperor Bai Xiang's eyes were gloomy, and he shouted angrily.

Back then, if it hadn't been for the destruction of Liaofeng's clan, the Northern Frontier would not have his turn to sit on.

No matter how this Liaofeng tribe survived, it was an enemy to him.

Kill it without leaving any future troubles.

"kill!"

The Fire Lion King gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally did not dare to violate the White Elephant Demon Emperor's decree, and flames swept across his body again.

At the same time, the Purple Wing King, the Stone Ape King and the others also looked terrified, and the demon spirit filled their bodies, and they wanted to rush towards Jiuyou.

Today's situation is endless.

If the monster rebellion cannot punish the saint child and destroy the Jiuyou Mountain, it may not be long before the powerful saints will come to slaughter the monster.

Therefore, they have no retreat for a long time.

Can!

Among the Four Great Demon Kings, the two pounced on Jiuyou, and when the two pounced on Lingxiao, a ray of black mist suddenly floated in the void of Wanli.

The ghost fog is filled, silent and silent.

A disgusting gloomy rotten air came up and down, in which there seemed to be thousands of ghosts floating and sinking, corpse mountains and bones piled upon each other, covering the sky.

The expressions of the demons shrank, and even the Fire Lion King and the others stagnated, standing in the void, looking towards the ghostly mist.

Ling Xiao embraced Zi Yan, her eyes were clear, but there was a smile on her mouth.

The three emperors and nine kings of northern Xinjiang control thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

But there is only one demon, independent of ten thousand races, and guarding a mountain.

This demon is called the ghost clam, it is a **** emperor monster, and it is said that it was once the most loyal follower of the lord of the phoenix, that is, the licking dog in the world.

Now that Jiuyou is in this world, does he have a reason not to come?

"Three hundred years..."

Amidst the layers of mist, a deep sigh suddenly came.

Then the demons saw with trembling expressions, a figure shrouded in black robes stepped on slowly, standing in the fog.

Although his breath is powerful and terrifying, it is inexplicably mixed with a trace of twilight.

"Ghost clam! Do you dare to come out!"

The Qinglong emperor gave a cold cry, waved his hand to force Xiong Huan back, and stood in front of the ten thousand monsters.

"Tell me... what happened three hundred years ago?"

The ghost clam ignored the Azure Dragon Emperor, step by step from the sky.

Around him, there is endless black mist gushing, breaking into the void, shocking the world.

"Who are you?"

Jiuyou Dai's eyebrows clustered lightly and turned to look at Ling Xiao.

Although she already knew that Ling Xiao had imprisoned the saint of the Holy Cult and replaced her.

But the matter was so important after all that she could not tolerate her private decision.

"I am the elder of the Liaofeng family guardian, the ghost clam has no life! Tell me, where did the Lord Feng go?"

The ghost clam looked up, revealing an ugly face full of tumor cells.

"No life! So it was you."

Jiuyou Dai's eyebrows stretched, nodding slightly, and Ling Xiao smiled indifferently. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Senior! My Liaofeng clan was harmed by the Qinglong Emperor and the God Lord, and the clan has been destroyed!"

"what!"

Hearing this, countless strong monsters looked terrified, but the look in their eyes became more and more bewildering.

Since the Liaofeng clan was destroyed by the divine lord, how could this Liaofeng recognize the holy child as the master?

"So, you are being persecuted?"

Gui Clam Wushou bowed his head and looked at Ling Xiao, a pair of brown vertical pupils flashed with a gloomy murderous intent.

"Holy Son...different from God Lord! He is the true righteous and upright generation!"

Jiu You shook his head, "Senior Lifeless, still looking at his hand, killing the Qing Jiao, and helping me avenge my blood!"

"Sure enough, this is something to eat inside and out! Haha...haha!"

The ghost clam lowered his head and made waves of eerie and weird laughter. Then, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Yuankong, "Qing Jiao! You **** it!"

"Nonsense! Ghost clam, I respect you as the prophet of my monster race. I haven't taken any action against you for 300 years. You'd better see the situation clearly and don't be fooled."

The Qinglong emperor snorted coldly, his body was filled with blue scales, and a puff of dragon might crashed down, instantly dissipating the hesitation on the faces of many powerful monsters.

What happened three hundred years ago has long since passed.

For them, it doesn't matter at all.

But right now, even if the ghost clam makes a move, the Yaozu still has the absolute upper hand.

At this time, if there is a demon who dares to show a trace of dissatisfaction and suspicion, he is afraid that it will become the...chicken that the Qinglong Emperor will frighten others to kill.

"Yuan Jue! Do you still want to escape this time?"

Gui Clam Wushou lightly sighed and looked at Yuan Jue with a rather lonely expression.

Just about this, Yuan Jue hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head slightly, "I am a holy emissary, and I don't know much about the teachings. I just act according to the order."

"Um?"

Hearing what Yuan Jue said, Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, but the corners of his mouth raised a touch of playfulness.