At the center of the war between the two armies, peerless forces constantly collide, and the figures of peerless strong men also collide one after another.


    Don''t be carefree, the great emperor of carefree. When his fierce fist blew out and a huge white fist shadow blasted at those violent energies devouring Ning Cheng, a red figure approached him quickly.


    The comer is the peerless strong man from overseas, ancestor Hong Kun.


    On his ferocious face, Hong Kun stared like an angry lion, holding a red dagger and roaring at Mo Xiaoyao: "I''m your father Hong Kun. I''ve been paying attention to you for a long time. You''re the strongest among you! Let me meet you!"


    As soon as the voice of Hong Kun''s ancestor fell, people came to Mo Xiaoyao. The red dagger in his hand burst out a strong and thick breath, as if it was as heavy as a mountain and suddenly fell on Mo Xiaoyao.


    "Get out of here, old man!" when you see that old Hong Kun is attacking you, Mo Xiaoyao has a cold drink. Then he hits his body upward, and his fierce fist goes straight up, hitting the fierce and peerless knife hit by old Hong Kun.


    "Bang!" a crisp sound resounded, and the fist suddenly collided with the red broadsword.


    "Hmm?" but at this moment, Mo Xiaoyao and Hong Kun''s ancestors had a sudden change on their faces because of each other''s strength. Immediately after, Mo Xiaoyao was shocked to fall down.


    And the ancestor Hong Kun, shocked by the strength of the other party, soared upward.


    "This old man is a little capable. It seems that he hasn''t cultivated the dog after so many years of cultivation." Mo Xiaoyao, who was falling, said secretly.


    "This son is really extraordinary!" the rapidly rising ancestor Hong Kun also said, but then, with a grin, his ferocious face showed an extremely ugly smile: "it''s so arrogant that it''s interesting to kill!"


    Hong Kun gave a cold drink at last, stabilized his rapidly rising figure, and then impacted downward.


    "War!" Mo Xiaoyao also drank coldly, rushed up, and was ready to fight with the old ancestor Hong Kun again!


    At this moment, in this battlefield, not only Mo Xiaoyao, but also other peerless strong men are fighting each other.


    Ling Yefeng, dark Dang and mietian, the three giants of the dark camp, have found their old enemies for many years. The three men of the light camp, death, darkness and the power of destruction, also have fierce collisions with the power of light, life and destiny.


    Six ghost generals joined the battle array of nine yous and six ghosts to fight against the six peerless Emperor Wu and the descendant of Lingwu emperor, lingsang.


    But after all, it was six against seven, and the six ghost generals soon fell to the disadvantage! If it goes on like this, it will be defeated by the seven men sooner or later.


    Under the protection of the female ghost, Shi Feng gazed at the battlefield ahead. However, Shi Feng''s soul power did not leave the battlefield of TIANYAO mountain below.


    In TIANYAO mountain, the fierce war is still going on. The ghost soldiers under Shi Feng are also dying under the power of the demon family.


    The demon soldiers and generals also fall from time to time.


    With the fall of the demon family, the power of death, the power of soul and bright red blood are constantly pouring into the stone maple in the night sky. The power lost by the stone maple is also constantly recovering.


    At this time, Shi Feng saw that the demon wasteland, which had been eyeing the sky demon sword, was flying down the lower part.


    "Ghost, you go down! You''d better kill the son of demon wasteland! Draw out his soul!" Shi Feng said to the ghost with a beautiful and hot female ghost carrying a white axe and Dark Armor beside him under his fingers.


    "Emperor, I''d better stay here to protect you! If the end is coming, if those thieves come over, then the emperor will kill you." the ghost said.


    "It doesn''t hurt!" said Shi Feng. "With our current strength, it''s not so easy for them to kill me. Don''t worry! Otherwise, if demon wasteland joins us, our ghost soldiers will be killed and injured countless times!"


    "This!" the ghost demon appeared hesitant on his seductive face, then looked down at the battlefield below and the demon wasteland, the son of the blond demon emperor. Finally, the ghost raised his head and looked at Shi Feng and shouted, "I will obey!"


    At the same time, the ghost suddenly moved, turned into a Dawson white meteor, fell rapidly towards the TIANYAO mountain below, and gave a burst of angry voice in his mouth: "demon shortage! Die!"


    "Hmm?" the falling demon wasteland suddenly heard the Jiao drink above, and felt a strong breath pressing down above. His face sank and showed a cold color. The sky demon sword pointed directly at the long sky and drank coldly: "die!"


    Soon, the body of the demon wasteland rushed up, turned into a golden light, and flew away towards the Dawson white streamer.


    "Bang!" a white light and a gold light suddenly collided with each other, and a violent crisp sound followed again.


    After the ghost left, Shi Feng still stood in the void and looked at the battle of these strong men. The ghost below was as powerful as the demon wasteland. He should not be able to tell the victory or defeat for a time.


    In front of him, the six ghost generals under his command, the Jiuyou six ghost battle array, were defeated by the seven emperors soon.


    However, Shi Feng is still calm, because under the induction of his soul, the man submerged by the gorgeous and violent energy is not only not meteoric, but also like a dormant fierce beast, and his breath is rising rapidly.


    "Hehe. Hehe. Hehe. Hehe. Hehe." after a while, a burst of strange laughter echoed in the world like a magic sound.


    "Ha ha, Meiji, we''re going to fight together again. I''m beautiful, lovely, beautiful and charming Meiji." the voice was soft at first, followed by a roar like a beast: "kill! Kill all those who want my life, kill!"


    Then, a strong and huge black pillar of death suddenly rose in those violent energies and swallowed up the gorgeous energy that was about to be burst under the bombardment of Mo Xiaoyao, the three giants of Diablo and the six ghost generals.


    A vague figure loomed in the thick black pillar of death! In the arms of this vague figure, it seems to hold a person.


    I once saw Ning Cheng''s stone maple in the forbidden area of death. I know that what he holds in his arms must be the beautiful and enchanting female corpse in red!


    At this moment, the strong men in the battle also focused on the rising black pillar of death!


    "This evil disciple!" Ling Yefeng, who was fighting with the emperor of light, looked at the black pillar of death, opened his mouth coldly and whispered.


    "This abnormal disciple! His talent is really extraordinary!" even Shi Feng said in a low voice.