The Great Duke of the Demon Race, as the lord of a principality, has dozens of giant cities under his command, and countless powerful demon clan. If there is not enough strength, how can he become the lord of a principality?

Therefore, the demon clan grand prince, at least has the strength of the late holy stage.

The weaker ones also have the Seventh Stage of the Holy Venerable Realm, which is the 70,000 level.

The stronger ones have the seven-fold peak of the Saint-Venerable Realm, and even the eight-fold and eighty-thousand power levels of the Saint Realm.

Here, there are more than a hundred people, what concept is this?

And the Demon King, who can have this title, will be recognized by the Grand Duke, and no matter where he goes, he can be gifted by the strong.

Such a strong monster of the demon race has at least the four-level strength of the Holy Venerable Realm, and the strong one is the fifth-level or even the sixth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

And the most important thing is that all those who have the title of Demon King have experienced many battles, and all of them have extraordinary combat power.

The strong at this level, the whole number is hundreds. What is the concept?

Such a strong team will besiege, I am afraid that a 90,000 Dao will have to panic, and even avoid its edge.

This kind of siege is probably comparable to the power of the siege of the Holy Moon Sect's Hidden Family.

But Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

Xiao Yi today is Xiao Yi back then.

"Six-pole burst."

There was a cold voice in the air.

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

In the air, forty-eight monstrous waves rose violently.

This is no longer a phantom, but a real forty-eight powerful attacks.

Forty-eight huge waves, winding and rushing.

The violent power of the six poles burst to the extreme in this instant.

The ultimate power, at this moment, it actually surpassed all the power of the monster race.

Forty-eight huge waves, like forty-eight water dragons of ten thousand feet, covered the sky and sun in this instant.

The huge competition platform and even the surrounding area instantly became a river and sea raging for hundreds of miles.

Hundreds of powerful monsters are like floating boats that sway and linger under the wind and waves.

boom…

Xiao Yi waved a big hand.

Forty-eight huge waves crashed down.

After a moment of depressing, forty-eight water dragons still wandered.

Those demon clan grand princes who took the lead in attacking Xiao Yi instantly bounced off under the ravages of forty-eight currents, and there was no way to fight back.

The crowds of figures attacked densely around them were instantly submerged in the huge waves that crashed down.

Beside Xiao Yi, Bai Xing's eyes widened, "Okay... so fierce... from brother you..."

The powerhouses of the monster race who were still full of power just now, that almost overwhelming aura, that ruined the world...

Now, just one face to face, the whole army is wiped out?

Whoosh...

Suddenly, under the waves, a figure quickly jumped out.

The figure rose through the waves, and a fist surrounded by purple light in his hand slammed.

"Zi Yao Lei Guang Yin? No, it's Grand Duke Zi Yao." Bai Xing exclaimed.

"Holy Venerable Stage Eighth Peak?" Xiao Yi squinted.

This powerful Demon Race Grand Duke could be regarded as the strongest among the Three Hundred Grand Duke, even weaker than the Demon Lord, and even ordinary kingdom worship is not his opponent.

Bang...

Xiao Yi punched out.

The fists banged against each other, and there was a loud noise.

"A lot of strength." Xiao Yi's heart was startled, and his footsteps were shocked.

In front of him, Grand Duke Zi Yao, his face changed drastically, his fists and blood spilled, "How...how could it be..."

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly and blasted out with just one punch.

"Puff." Grand Duke Zi Yao spouted blood.

"Just now, you wanted to kill me?" Xiao Yi looked at Grand Duke Zi Yao coldly, and already held Grand Duke Zi Yao's head with his other hand.

The punch just now was definitely the strongest slaying blow that an 80,000 Dao powerhouse could explode.

Click...

There was a crackling sound on Xiao Yi's palm.

Intuitively told Xiao Yi that he was wearing a six-pole boxing glove and trying to crush Grand Duke Zi Yao's head was just a matter of moving his fingers.

Click...

There was a crisp click.

Duke Zi Yao's head shattered.

It was already a headless corpse.

Xiao Yi casually threw it away, and the waves around him disappeared instantly.

Around, all the monster clan powerhouses fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Grand Duke Zi Yao...how...how can he..."

"Wei Yaoli, you are so bold." An old demon clan pointed at Xiao Yi with a trembling finger, "Do you dare to kill a grand prince in the Mad Lion Palace?"

"Why don't you dare?" Xiao Yi sneered, "Why, are you not convinced?"

The cold tone was full of killing intent and even extreme jokes.

"I..." The old demon clan was about to say a hard word, but saw Xiao Yi's icy eyes flying with killing intent, and immediately stopped speaking.

Xiao Yi looked around with cold eyes, "Duke of the Demon Race? Demon King? But that's all."

"Listen clearly, I'll just say it one last time, the ghosts and monsters clan, I save it."

"If anyone is not convinced, they can continue to take action, and in the future, they can come to me as much as possible. I don't mind killing Qingguang."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yi turned and left.

Behind him, Bai Xing quickly followed.

...

An hour later.

The depths of the Mad Lion Palace.

"Li." Yunshi squinted his eyes, "You are bolder and more fierce than originally enshrined."

Xiao Yi's eyes were light, "It's been an entire hour, it seems that they are all honest."

"You..." Yunshi's tone was stagnant.

Xiao Yi smiled contemptuously, "It seems that I can still bear these consequences and costs."

"Humph." Yunshi snorted coldly.

The air ahead suddenly shattered.

An ancient space entrance appeared out of thin air.

Yunshi said coldly, "The front convenience is the ancient lion holy land, go in."

"Six ghosts stay."

Xiao Yi glanced at Yunshi.

Yun Lion took a deep breath and said coldly, "After the Lion King Conference is over, your personal grievances are beyond our control in the Mad Lion Kingdom."

"But now you are in the ancient lion holy land, and your slaves are protected by my wild lion clan."

"The protection period will last until you leave the ancient lion holy land."

"Thanks." Xiao Yi thanked him.

"No, the rules are like this." Yun Shi said coldly.

"Remember, your time in Ancient Lion Holy Land this time will be shorter, only half a day."

"What benefits you can get depends on your own ability."

"After half a day, you will be blasted out automatically."

Both Xiao Yi nodded.

"Ancient Lion Holy Land?" Xiao Yi stared at the entrance of the space ahead, squinting his eyes.

The big reason why he came to participate in this lion king conference is that he came to this ancient lion holy land.

The ancient lion holy land is one of the most forbidden places in the world and the first of the five forbidden places in the demon realm.

Where there is a forbidden land, there must be chance within it.

These opportunities are different, not necessarily an improvement in strength, but there will be gains.

Taking the Soul Secret Realm as an example, it did not increase his cultivation base and strength by half at the beginning, but it made his fire control beast inexplicably more capable of controlling mines.

In short, there are many opportunities.

Xiao Yi looked forward to the secrets of the ancient lion holy land, and what opportunities did he have, as soon as his figure flashed, he entered the space entrance.

...

at the same time.

Far away, somewhere ancient.

An old man holding a dossier information, his eyes were cold, "Weird demon, Li? The mysterious Tianjiao that has suddenly risen in these ten days?"

"Hmph, Palace Master Xiao Yi, you are really bold."

Wow...

On the old man, a pair of monster wings suddenly emerged, and then they fluttered.

This kind of monster wings is obviously characteristic of the Jialuo clan.

"The Supreme Master, I don't know where to go?" a middle-aged man bowed and asked.

"Mad Lion Kingdom, ancient lion holy land." Jia Luo Yaozun sneered.

...

Sixth more. (Make up)

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