The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"You should not be a human race? Do you know the consequences of nosy?"

The name of this third-ranking **** emperor from Wanmolin in the sky was Bai Shan, a rather special name.

He had a good sense of ability, and he sensed a powerful person who suddenly appeared over there in an instant, so he directly asked with a gloomy expression.

Because Wuxu deliberately concealed his aura, Bai Shan could only sense for a moment that this was also a third-ranked **** emperor, but he was a little vague about which rank he reached.

But what Bai Shan was certain was that the aura exuding from the five short men was definitely not a human aura, but a real monster.

Suddenly, Bai Shan couldn't think that the human race and the demon race had been strongly combined. He only thought that this demon race was a friend of which human beings made, and wanted to be nosy at this moment.

In the past few years, the foreign spirits have focused on dealing with humans, and the monsters have hardly paid attention to them, and the monsters are also interested. At least in the past few decades, they have rarely provoked foreign spirits, and some small squats have not been able to get on the stage.

Unexpectedly, during the battle between the two clans, a third-rank **** emperor of the monster clan suddenly appeared. Based on the principle that more is worse than less, Bai Shan's words contain both warnings and threats.

"I know the result of nosy, that is, you will die soon!"

As one of the top three demon clan powerhouses in Battle Demon City, in addition to being a little frustrated with a few of them, how can Wuxu care about a foreign spirit with only the middle stage of the third rank **** emperor?

Strictly speaking, the strength of the five beards is not under the illusion, the latter can easily deal with the ten thousand demon forest powerhouses, with his strength, naturally it will not be too difficult.

"Does this mean your lord, or does it mean War Demon City?"

Hearing this, Bai Shan's face changed slightly, and he undoubtedly knew more than the strange spirit powerhouse in the 98th area. From the other party's words, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

If this is just a single-handed monster clan powerhouse, because of certain friendships or benefits to help humans, it is not a big deal, and even selling the other side's face may not be impossible.

But if this is the decision of the battle spirit original demon clan base camp to fight the demon city, then the matter will be a bit big.

Once the human race and the monster race are really united, it will definitely be a big trouble for the spirit race.

"A dying foreign spirit, there is no need to know so much, right?"

Wuxu naturally wouldn't tell the other party the real reason for being here, and this sentence was undoubtedly irritating the ten thousand demon forest alien spirits, and he suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

Don't look at the other person who seems to have little flesh, but this eloquence is quite good, and the alien spirit of Wan Mo Lin knows that if he asks, he can only insult himself.

"Kill them all!"

Wan Mo Lin Yi Ling yelled angrily in his mouth, and then his breath instantly locked his five beards, making the latter a little dumbfounded.

If the foreign spirits were such arrogant and arrogant people, it would be simple.

A foreign spirit with only the middle stage of the third-ranking **** emperor dares to put him right, the high-ranking monster of the third stage **** emperor. At this time, the five beards have completely forgotten his deliberately hidden strength.

Bai Shan didn't even know what kind of powerful being he was facing. Under his anger, he was the first to take the shot, and the moment he shot it was the momentum of thunder.

From the name Bai Shan, it can be inferred that what he is best at is speed, and its body has a trace of lightning that is famous for its speed.

This time the shot was almost like a rush.

Huh!

As if a white lightning flashed by, the white flash person was just as the name suggests, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of the five beards. The smirk on his face made this monster clan powerhouse see clearly.

Many human practitioners are expecting and worrying.

The first-grade **** emperor was even more anxious just now, at least now he can be sure that the five short guys are indeed here to help the humans.

However, the scene where Yang Baisheng was seriously injured by Bai Shan's blow was still stuck in his mind.

That's the supernatural spirit powerhouse of the third rank **** emperor. Can this one who appeared suddenly be able to stop it?

Yang Baisheng, the power in the sixty-third district, finally got up from the ground, his gaze was a little apathetic, but he remembered the flying letter from the Zhanling City Lord's Mansion.

The previous Yang Baisheng, just like Zhao Zhicun in the 98th district, just put it to death and resurrected, knowing that he couldn't do anything. He knew that the result of a deadly battle would be the annihilation of the entire 63rd district.

But Yang Baisheng has a glimmer of hope again. The command of the War Spirit City City Lord’s Mansion is absolutely impossible not to give them a chance. Maybe the one who appears at this moment is the turning point of today's battle?

Although this hope is extremely slim, after all, even if the five short guys can barely contend with Bai Shan, the opponent still has a second-tier **** emperor in his heyday.

As for Yang Baisheng, he was seriously injured under the sneak attack by that white flash, and his strength was not one at a time. How could he resist the second-rank **** emperor's supernatural spirit like a wolf and a tiger?

Fortunately, at this moment, the Second-Rank Divine Emperor Foreign Spirit did not pursue the victory, but watched the fighting spirit and demon in the sky. It should be waiting for a result. Anyway, the seriously injured Yang Baisheng could not run.

boom!

However, what happened next was exactly the same as in District Ninety-Eight.

After only hearing a loud noise of energy fluctuations, that third-ranking **** emperor's supernatural spirit powerhouse Bai Shan, was turned over by Shengsheng.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Yang Baisheng's eyes were completely dizzy.

And the second-rank foreign spirit divine emperor in the sixty-third area almost stared out his eyes, which was obviously not what he wanted to see.

Why is Bai Shan, the powerful Wanmolin in the middle stage of the dignified Third Stage God Emperor, so vulnerable?

Could it be that the seemingly inconspicuous, even a somewhat wretched monster clan powerhouse, is really so strong?

"The reaction is not slow, but it's useless!"

A look of surprise flashed in Wuxu's eyes, and it seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with the result of the previous blow. He heard his cold voice, and the next moment was already close to Bai Shan's front.

"Damn, this turned out to be a high-level monster clan of the third rank **** emperor, and the status of this monster in the War Demon City is definitely not low!"

At this time, if Bai Shan hadn't understood it yet, then he would be a powerhouse of the third rank **** emperor.

The anxiety in his heart is already at its extreme, and he is even more worried about his ending today.

"Can't do it recklessly!"

After the blow just now, Bai Shan knew that his strength was far from the opponent.

A small gap is also a gulf of the third rank **** emperor. Not every cultivator has the enchanting strength of Yun Xiao.

Therefore, immediately, Bai Shan made a decision immediately, that is, if he is lost, he will not fight. He believes that with his best speed, there should be no problem getting out.

It's just that Bai Shan's luck is undoubtedly a bit bad. If he encounters an illusion who is not good at speed, then today's road to escape is undoubtedly a avenue.

It happened that the main body was the five beards of the rat-shaped vein demon, and he was also a strong monster of the speed. This might be one of the reasons why Yun Xiao arranged him to come to the 63rd district.

Whoosh!

Bai Shan's speed is not unpleasant, seeing him flashing, his figure is already several miles away, so that all the strange spiritual practitioners, including the second-ranking **** emperor's strange spiritual powerhouse, have their faces gloomy.

Because if the white dodge of the third rank **** emperor escapes, how can the remaining strong foreign spirits contend with the super strong monster race?

The situation in the 63rd district will definitely be reversed in an instant.

Fortunately, the next moment they saw that the terrifying monster clan powerhouse did not seem to have let go of Bai Shan's plan, but chased it towards the west, causing the eyes of the second-rank Divine Emperor Alien Spirit to flicker.

"This is a good opportunity!"

Looking at the third-ranking **** emperor powerhouse who had turned into two black spots in the sky, Kong Mu's eyes flashed in the eyes of the second-ranking **** emperor Yi Ling, and he suddenly turned his gaze to Yang Baisheng.

Just this glance caused Yang Baisheng's heart to palpitate, and the remaining First-Rank Divine Emperor also reacted instantly, and immediately slid his body and stood in front of Yang Baisheng.

"Only you, want to block this seat?"

Seeing this, Kong Mu disdainfully smiled. He knew this was his only opportunity. Once he missed this opportunity, maybe the 63rd district today would be his burial place.

No matter whether the monster clan powerhouse killed Bai Shan, or he couldn't chase him back, he would not be able to eat the spirit clan of the second-tier **** emperor.

The plan for the present is to take Yang Baisheng as a hostage, and perhaps make the demon clan powerhouse throw a rat avoidance device, and even if it is not helpful, he can be guaranteed to retreat. This is Kong Mu's truest thought.

Kong Mu was confident, a seriously injured and dying second-tier **** emperor Yang Baisheng, plus a first-tier **** emperor whose pulse energy consumed most of them, how could he be able to stop his second-tier **** emperor in his heyday?

"Yang Baisheng, don't make unnecessary resistance. In front of this seat, you have no chance!"

Seeing the decisiveness in the eyes of his old opponent in District 63, Kong Mu didn't know what the opponent wanted to do.

And like Zhao Zhicun at the beginning, Yang Baisheng blew himself up at the end of the crossbow, what kind of waves can he set off?

And for the sake of his own life, Kong Mu would never let Yang Baisheng explode easily. Once this matter came true, then his life would no longer be in charge of him.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

However, when Kong Mu's voice fell and he wanted to take the first step to suppress Yang Baisheng's self-destruction, he unexpectedly heard three extremely powerful wind breaking sounds, as if to stab the air.

Kong Mu, who was very close, could see clearly that the three cold rays of light came from the human cultivator who was a first-grade **** emperor in front of him.

He didn't care at all for a while, how could the attack of the first-rank **** emperor hurt him, the second-rank **** emperor's foreign spirit?

Huh! Chacha!

However, at the time when the thunder was too fast to cover his ears, the three cold rays passed directly through Kong Mu's body at an extremely fast speed, making him unresponsive for a while.