My brother is too strong.

Ying Xi stared at Quan Yao and Mo Huo in front of her.

Her eyes were blazing with fire, and her killing intent was soaring.

"Damn it, you two actually joined forces?"

Mo Huo smiled calmly, as if he was sure of victory, full of confidence, "Ying Xi, surrender."

Ying Xi was so angry that she was about to explode.

She and Quan Yao fought here again, but she never thought that Mo Huo would attack from behind.

She was puzzled.

Why would Quan Yao, who was at the ninth level of the Refining Void Realm, be persuaded by Mo Huo.

Why did the two join forces?

What was the conspiracy?

"Why?"

Ying Xi roared angrily, "Explain it to me clearly."

"You said that you could unify the demon clan by coming here, why did you lie to me?"

As the leader of the Eagle Clan, she knew that the demon clan could not continue to be divided like this, and must unite.

She always hoped to unify the demon clan, and no longer have the distinction between birds and beasts.

So, even though she felt there was a problem, she still chose to believe Mo Huo and came here.

She never expected that after coming here, Mo Huo would turn his gun against her.

Mo Huo smiled even more, "Ying Xi, as I told you, for the unification of the demon race."

"But, unify in my way, not your way."

"What way?" Ying Xi seemed to find that Mo Huo in front of her had become very strange.

He was no longer the Mo Huo she knew.

"Do you want to know?" Mo Huo laughed, "Surrender, give up resistance, put down your guard, and submit to me, I will tell you."

His eyes flashed with viciousness and complacency.

It made Ying Xi believe in her feelings even more.

Mo Huo was no longer that Mo Huo.

"Damn, who are you?"

Mo Huo laughed, "You will know soon."

"Quan Yao, kill her."

He spoke to Quan Yao in an imperative tone unconsciously.

Ying Xi saw Quan Yao actually obeyed Mo Huo's words, "Quan Yao, as the king of the beast tribe, don't you feel ashamed?"

Quan Yao had already felt the existence behind Mo Huo, and he believed it without a doubt, and had already become his lackey.

In order to break through, is face important?

Not important.

Quan Yao smiled coldly, "Shame? It's shameful to have no strength."

"You should surrender obediently."

Quan Yao's attitude made Ying Xi's heart sink to the bottom.

Her blind trust put herself in a desperate situation.

She looked around with her eagle eyes and was about to leave here.

Her combat effectiveness was greatly damaged by Mo Huo's sneak attack, and it was difficult for Quan Yao to deal with her alone, not to mention Mo Huo watching covetously beside her.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Mo Huo saw through Ying Xi's thoughts, and he said, "You can't run away today."

Ying Xi gritted her teeth, "I will make you pay the price. I got into trouble here today, and the Eagle Clan will not let you, the Crow Clan, go."

"Haha," Mo Huo seemed to have heard a big joke, "Today, not only you can't run away, but everyone who comes here can't run away."

As soon as these words came out, Ying Xi felt a chill in her body.

"You will destroy the Bird Clan."

Mo Huo laughed even more happily, and after laughing a few times, he looked at Ying Xi with pity in his eyes.

It was like the pity that the superiors looked down at the ants at the bottom.

"Bird Clan? The same is true for the Beast Clan."

Ying Xi suddenly looked up at Quan Yao.

Quan Yao's cold expression said it all.

Ying Xi felt her body getting colder, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

The kings of the bird and beast tribes actually betrayed their people. Who would dare to believe it if it got out?

"Why?" Ying Xi asked subconsciously.

What on earth could be worth them doing this?

Mo Huo sneered, not intending to let Ying Xi die knowingly.

With a cold wave of his hand, Quan Yao swung out a claw.

The huge dog claw covered the sky and sun, like a collapse of the sky, and smashed down heavily on Ying Xi.

"Damn it!"

Ying Xi was full of resentment, and formed seals with both hands. A storm rushed up to the sky and collided fiercely with the dog claw.

The explosion caused the surrounding space to almost shatter, and cracks crawled all over the sky.

The vented energy spread like waves.

The power was used, Ying Xi's face turned pale, and the blood in her body rolled.

She was attacked by Mo Huo and was injured. She was in a bad state, much worse than Quan Yao.

"Swish!"

A light sound.

The space behind him was stacked up, and a black shadow attacked.

Ying Xi had already prepared for it, and dodged it at the first time, so that the sneak attack did not succeed.

"Despicable!"

Ying Xi was so angry that her teeth were about to break.

Mo Huo attacked from time to time, which made Ying Xi feel pressured.

"Today, you are dead!"

Mo Huo had no shame at all, and black mist seemed to come out of his body, showing"Unless you surrender!"

"Dream on!"

The arrogant Ying Xi shouted and attacked Mo Huo.

Compared with the enemy, the traitor is the most hateful.

"What do you have to fight me?" Facing Ying Xi's attack, Mo Huo seemed very relaxed.

With a wave of his hand, a storm of counterattacks also easily offset Ying Xi's attack.

Then the spiritual power in his body circulated, the air around him seemed to burn, and a figure rushed into the sky from behind him.

It was a fire crow, with a blazing fire on its body, as hot as the sun.

"Golden Crow Bloodline!"

Quan Yao looked solemn.

Who of the demons who can be passed down to the present does not have an awesome ancestor?

However, with the passage of time, the pure blood of the ancestors has been diluted again and again.

Until now, only those with pure blood can awaken the blood of their ancestors after practicing to a certain level.

The Kunpeng and Huodou before were all created by Ying Xi and Quan Yao.

However, they looked mighty and powerful.

In fact, they were just a showpiece to scare low-level cultivators.

However, Mo Huo was different.

The Golden Crow that soared into the sky exuded a sense of majesty, as if the real Golden Crow had come out.

Ying Xi's scalp was tingling, and she felt a sense of oppression.

"How is it possible?"

She couldn't believe it. Could such a terrifying pressure be the real Golden Crow?

Has Mo Huo's bloodline surpassed the ancestral level?

"Humph, small bloodline, what a joke!"

A black mist appeared on Mo Huo's face, as if he was wearing a black veil, "Look how I kill you..."