Chapter 845 Princess Huangjiu

Behind him, there are thousands of demon cultivators and thousands of monsters. Huge figures of monsters follow behind him. Their murderous aura is no less than that of demon gods and spirit gods in ancient times. It seems that at this moment , He is the ruler of the heaven and the earth, not the creator god, but even better than the creator god.

   "Yan Ye, you dark demon cultivator, do you want to trigger wars again and again and turn the world into hell?"

A clear voice sounded, the woman riding the Nine-Color Dragon and Phoenix was wearing a Nine-Color Battle Armor, molded like the Nine-Color Nirvana Fire, wrapping the woman's exquisite body obediently, she stood up from the Nine-Color Dragon and Phoenix, nine-color His pupils, nine-color long hair fluttered wildly in the air, and a nine-color soft sword in his hand was wrapped in silver power, pointing directly at the man, "You think you can really do it if you break through the eternal formation?" Have you defeated all the forces? Hmph, let this princess fight with you today, if you lose, go back to your Blood Moon Palace, don't come out and jump around again!"

  The Devil Emperor's gaze rested on the woman's face, and the glacier melted for a moment, then fell on the man next to the woman who was wearing snow-white clothes and riding a bright unicorn. He didn't say a word, but the playful and contemptuous look in his purple pupils was enough to make the man in white almost fall off the bright unicorn.

"Even if I haven't broken through the ancient formation, it is enough to defeat His Highness Shengzi. However, since Princess Huangjiu of the Great Wild West wants to play with me, let's start!" The devil emperor said, The giant sword in his hand was raised, and his light voice had the magic power of piercing gold and cracking stones, and he could only hear him shouting, "Set up the formation!"

  Huang Jiu? Bei Tinghuang almost thought he was calling her, but this woman actually used the same name as her alias.

Behind him, two handsome young men who are full of murderous aura, driving the black dragon and the dark moon and white tiger, looked at each other and led their own strong men, monsters, like two swimming dragons, in the demonic world. Under the will of the emperor, a double dragon formation was set up.

  The strength of these people, Bei Tinghuang can't see through at all, but Bei Tinghuang can feel that their strength has reached a height that she can't even match now. The Central Continent was originally the lowest plane, restricted by the plane, the highest realm that a human spiritualist can reach is only the level of a **** emperor.

  These people may be of the soul rank above the **** rank, or they may be of the supreme rank higher than the soul rank.

Bei Tinghuang could see that among these people, the Devil Emperor should be the strongest. The man behind him who was driving the black dragon and the dark moon and white tiger was respectful and fearful of him, even the one riding the bright unicorn opposite him, the famous When the prince of the Spiritual God Clan named Mingxiu saw him, he couldn't help showing a look of horror in his eyes.

  Bei Tinghuang was a little surprised that the monsters controlled by these people, the monsters under the body of the most common spiritual masters, were much stronger than the monsters she saw now. You must know that the strength of Warcraft is directly proportional to its body. Moreover, the ferocity and belligerence exuded by the monsters are by no means comparable to the monsters she sees now.

Unable to solve the mystery for the time being, Bei Tinghuang focused on the Demon Emperor. Even on the battlefield, he was wearing a purple brocade robe with wide sleeves. The cuffs of the robe were woven with golden silk threads. The Nine Layers of Bana, shining dazzling golden light under the **** sun of the battlefield, his aura alone can overwhelm thousands of troops.

  (end of this chapter)