The angry lingsang vomited black blood at his mouth, then shouted angrily at Mo Xiaoyao in front: "I! I cut you!"


    Looking at lingsang howling like a mad dog over there, Mo Xiaoyao still looked disdainful and said, "come on! I''ll stand here for you to kill. If you have the courage, come here!"


    "You! Damn! Damn! Damn!" looking at Mo Xiaoyao''s appearance, lingsang bit his teeth and spit out a sound.


    If he went there alone, he really didn''t dare to go there at the moment.


    "Hum, the descendant of the great Lingwu emperor is a waste coward. You''d better go back to your hometown to cultivate martial arts." Mo Xiaoyao said sarcastically.


    "You!"


    "Well, brother Ling, you''re just some dying people. You don''t have to be angry about the words of the dead." seeing lingsang''s constant anger, Jing Tianyu, the emperor of light, opened his mouth and comforted him.


    After Jing Tianyu finished, he stared at Mo Xiaoyao and Shi Feng in front again, and then the voice echoed:


    "Well, let''s fight together to kill the three nether masters and disciples and the ghost soldiers who harm the common people! And the demon wasteland and the remaining evils of his demon family will kill them together. We will remove these great evils from the world for the people of the world."


    "Hmm! Let''s fight together! The nether world was only in the six-star Wudi realm ten days ago. In just ten days, it even entered the eight-star Wudi realm. If you don''t get rid of it, it''s too late to repent!"


    Duan Xingyu, the great mountain emperor who led the martial arts to stand proudly behind Shifeng and his disciples, heard Jing Tianyu''s words and followed Ying Shengdao.


    Then, a peerless Emperor Wu opened his mouth and said, "well, let''s fight together!"


    "I''m far away from an overseas Island, but I don''t know that there are people in the world who can reach the peak of both martial arts and physical cultivation. This son is really extraordinary!" the overseas strong man, the red haired and red bearded ancestor Hong Kun, also spoke.


    A big red knife with a full length of one person was taken out of the storage ring by him. It turned out to be a mysterious weapon of nine grades and one star emperor level.


    One by one, the peerless strong spoke and answered. Among the peerless strong, only one person with a cat face mask and a black robe was silent.


    "Kill!" just then, Jing Tianyu, the emperor of the bright sky, condensed his sword finger with his right hand and stabbed the sky. At Dayton time, a huge white holy lightsaber broke the black sky and landed from the night sky.


    The Holy Light baptizes the whole world.


    Seeing that Jing Tianyu launched an extremely strong attack, the rest of the world''s strongest people also shot one after another and launched their strongest strength.


    A huge white light chain appears. This is the action of fate Emperor Wu qianxuan to launch the mysterious martial arts of fate.


    "Life! Devour!" Mo fanchen, the great emperor of life, whispered, his hands connective fingerprints, and a huge green vortex emerged in this heaven and earth, producing a strong power of devouring, which is the power of life!


    "Ow! Boom! Crash! Boom!"


    At the same time, the attacks that destroy the sky and the earth emerge one by one, with flames billowing, waves surging, lightning and thunder, strong winds roaring, mountains appearing, gorgeous aurora sword, and then surging towards the center.


    "Ha! Roar!" Hong Kun''s father opened his mouth and roared like a lion. The red big knife in his hand fiercely cut out, and a huge red knife shadow shrouded the world and crashed down.


    "Boo!" just then, Ling Yefeng, the son of the demon emperor, suddenly shot out his right palm surrounded by the black fog of death again. Up to now, the demon shortage holding the sky demon sword has fallen into the wind and was slapped in his heart by Ling Yefeng.


    At the heart of the demon wasteland, a ferocious palm print blood hole was immediately left, filled with black fog of death, and golden blood gushed from his heart.


    Originally, at this moment, Ling Yefeng was the best time to seize the life of the demon wasteland, but those damn peerless Emperor Wu followed the arrival of the light camp and launched a fierce bombardment against them. Ling Yefeng had to give up killing the demon wasteland, move his body, break through the air and fly to Shi Feng and Mo Xiaoyao!


    "Damn it!" looking at the surging attacks from all directions, Mo Xiaoyao, standing next to Shi Feng, scolded secretly. Twelve peerless emperors came to the other party. Lingsang was wounded by himself. Another person didn''t know why and didn''t take action, but it was difficult to resist the attacks of these ten peerless attacks by himself.


    However, although it is difficult to compete, Mo Xiaoyao does not stop at this point. The Lord who is slaughtered by others has his right hand into a palm and his left hand into a fist. At the same time, his hands shine with a bright white light.


    Shi Feng''s face is full of cold color. 2600 Yin corpses have been summoned from the space of blood colored stone tablets by him. In his left hand, he has grasped the large silver sickle and urged all his strength into the silver sickle in his hand.


    "Master, second younger martial brother, I''ll help you!" at this time, Ling Yefeng also came and stopped beside Shi Feng, forming one left and one right with Mo Xiaoyao to protect the Shi Feng in the middle. The whole body was covered with a strong black fog of death. His hands became claws and roared up to the sky.


    A huge dark shadow with a strong smell of death appeared over them and took the lead in attacking the sword of the light God, Jing Tianyu, the emperor of light.


    "Boom!" two strong and huge energies collided together first.


    Immediately after, Mo Xiaoyao''s right palm also blew down, blowing out a huge Sen white palm print, bombarding the red knife shadow cut to the ancestor of Hong Kun, and his left fist also hit at the same time, hitting the fate chain of the destiny emperor.


    "Kill!" Shi Feng drank coldly and looked at the huge green vortex launched by Mo fanchen, the great emperor of life. The existence of this vortex is swallowing their power of life and must be broken.


    The left hand suddenly shook, and the silver sickle flew out and cut into the green vortex.


    "Hum! Youming! Ling Yefeng, don''t be carefree. You dare to resist in the face of our joint attack. All the resistance just makes you live a few more seconds!"


    Mo fanchen, the great emperor of life, looked coldly at the three Shi Feng in the center and said with a sneer. Twelve peerless Emperor Wu arrived. Even if lingsang was seriously injured by Mo Xiaoyao, there were still 11 of them. It was more than enough to kill the nether three!


    "Hum! Really?" after Shi Feng''s silver sickle flew out, he turned his head and looked at Mo fanchen with a sneer on his face.


    I don''t know why. When Mo fanchen saw the cold smile on the young face, he was surprised. A bad hunch appeared in his heart!


    "Why! Why! The nether world is clearly a turtle in a jar. We can blast it into slag later. Why do I have such a bad feeling!"