The Great Demon Raids.

Each end has the cultivation of the Xuan Qi Realm and even the Xuan Liquid Realm, and every time the sharp claws probe the ground, they grab a deep pit. The warriors on both sides of the road turned pale with fright, and retreated again and again. Every year, when the conflict is not resolved, even a war between the two countries breaks out.

These powerless and powerless little warriors, under the crushing of the dynasty, are as fragile as ants, and they are all avoided.

......

On the Tuotian Palace.

Two pairs of eyes were quietly watching the situation in Zhengyang City.

One of them:

"Ziyang Zhenren, isn't the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty your disciple?

That kid has always been domineering, and he even ignores the old man. He is also a tyrannical lord in China, and he has always been the only one who bullies others, and no one dares to argue with him!"

A middle-aged man with eagle eyes and sword eyebrows raised his eyebrows, and said with a faint smile: "Besides, when did this Great Qianhuang Dynasty emerge as a country? He still doesn't know his identity, but he actually dares to confront the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty?"

Another laughed and said:

"Ziyang Zhenren, you have been in the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty for more than thirty years, and you have only come back recently, and you don't know about the major events that have happened in the martial arts world. In the imperial sedan chair sat the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, known as Yang Lao Mo in the Great Qian Dynasty. Your precious disciple may not be his opponent!"

"Really?"

Ziyang Zhenren smiled disdainfully: "The old man, this disciple, although he is domineering, is not badly talented. What's more, if he gathers the resources of the entire Heavenly Tiger Dynasty to cultivate alone, how can his strength be average? No matter what Yang Lao Mo or Liu Lao Mo is, if he is against me, it may not be the old man's disciples who will suffer!"

The other smiled faintly, noncommittal.

Ziyang Zhenren didn't speak, but continued to look towards the conflict that broke out in Zhengyang City.

......

Roar!

The great demon roared, and swept wildly.

Fly, run, or rush.

The thirty-six big demons were already rushing in, and wherever they passed, they were rampage, knocking the passing warriors away one after another. In the blink of an eye, he had already come to the front of the imperial sedan chair, and let out a terrifying roar, not only pounced on the thirty-six Xuanhai Realm powerhouses carrying the imperial sedan chair, but four of them even rushed directly to Yang Mucheng in the imperial sedan chair!

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

The ancestors of the Dragon Hall shouted loudly.

If these big demons were to others, they might still have some deterrent power, but they had no effect on them. The highest is no more than a tiger-type demon in the Xuanye Realm, and he doesn't even need other people to make a move, just this Gong Shaohai is enough.

He sneered, and waved his right hand swiftly forward.

A white palm print blasted out directly, bringing a wild wave like a rush on the wide street. I only heard a loud rumbling sound, and the stone slabs on the ground were lifted one by one, turning into powder, and at the same time, they were directly mixed into palm prints, and in an instant, they had already transformed into a giant palm, and suddenly slapped down.

Rumble!

The big palm pressed down, only to hear a rumbling crackling sound, and the big demons that rushed were directly knocked down from the sky one by one, and after the dust was everywhere, none of the thirty-six big demons survived. The whole earth shook violently, revealing a deep palm print.

"Don't get out yet!"

Gong Shaohai raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "If you don't get out, Lao Tzu will slap all of you here with one palm!"

"It's so strong!"

At this scene, everyone who watched gasped.

"I didn't expect that the strength of this suddenly Daqian Dynasty is not bad......"

Many people are looking forward to it more and more.

Originally.

The Tianhu Dynasty used the Shengqing Dynasty as a soft persimmon to pinch, but he didn't expect the other party to be an iron plate.

"Lao Tzu, do you dare to call yourself Lao Tzu in front of His Royal Highness?"

There was a cold snort from the gilded carriage.

Call!

Suddenly, I saw a figure in the carriage, and he twisted his right hand. In an instant, among the bones of the big demons who were slapped to death in the palm prints, countless blood surged and gathered, gathering rapidly under a powerful force, and frantically condensed into a drop of blood the size of a mung bean.

The figure flicked his index finger and followed.

I heard a whistling sound suddenly sounded, and the drop of blood actually blasted like a cannonball. The furious energy surged wildly, desperately sweeping in all directions. Only a 'rumbling' sound was heard, and the entire earth was crushed at this moment, and a trace like a wild dragon rushing by. The violent wind pressure set off is even more dusty to blow the ground on the street!

"It's so strong!"

Gong Shaohai was swept by this gust of wind, and for a long time he was raised, and his clothes were hunting.

He pushed his right fist forward, slamming heavily on the blood beads, only to hear a 'bang', a surging huge force on the blood beads swept madly, and actually swept him backwards several steps, each step was sonorous and powerful to step on the ground, stepping the earth out of a deep depression.

And the blood bead was slightly stagnant, and it bombarded Gong Shaohai again.

"Damn it!"

Gong Shaohai didn't dare to slack off, he burst out with all his strength, and threw several punches one after another, which shattered the blood bead. But he was knocked back dozens of steps by the blood beads, and his fists were even more blurred by the blood beads!

"Why is it so powerful?" The martial artists who were watching around were stunned and shocked for a while. "You can actually use a drop of blood to defeat a martial artist in the early stage of Xuanhai, and the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty has reached the middle stage of Xuanhai?"

In the past, the princes and nobles who entered the Tuotian Palace certainly had good strength, but most of them were only about Xuanqi. After entering the Tuotian Palace, it will advance by leaps and bounds. Such an existence, if he cultivates after entering the Tuotian Palace, what kind of existence will he be in the future.

The gold-armored guards were also shocked.

He didn't expect the prince's attack to be so terrifying, and after being slightly stunned, he quickly came back to his senses, and suddenly smiled proudly: "The soft eggs of the Great Qian Dynasty, do you see it? Don't make way for the prince again, be careful that the prince gets angry and destroy you all!"

"You!"

Gong Shaohai was furious.

Not only that, but the ancestors of the Dragon Hall were also roaring.

Forget it about insulting them, this guy actually dares to insult the Daqian Dynasty. This is tantamount to insulting Yang Mucheng, how can they bear it?

"Gong Shaohai, step aside!"

Then.

Yang Mucheng finally spoke. "You are not the opponent of the other party, his cultivation has reached the late stage of Xuanhai, and he still has the will to fight. is not much better than Lin Chuhao, who died in my hands...... Just let me come!"

Hiss~

This prince actually reached the late stage of Xuanhai, and he still has the will to fight?

Gong Shaohai and the others only felt that their scalps were numb.

But after thinking about it, the other party was the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty, so he only took it for granted. Hearing that Yang Mucheng was about to make a move in person, he nodded heavily and took a few steps back. Snorted coldly: "What is the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty, wait for the Holy Lord to make a move, and kill all of you!"

(End of chapter)