Supreme Juggernaut

Chapter 87
The human kings in the rear still felt the horror in their hearts. They looked at the old man with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Just now, there was a life-and-death crisis in their hearts. Fortunately, the old man didn't target them, otherwise, they would be seriously injured if they didn't die.

From the old man's fingertips, a piece of stone powder was quietly sprinkled, and the kings saw this scene, and they were shocked.

"That is the stone that blocks the sky, covering up the fluctuations of immortal power, he is an immortal!"

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, the fire in his eyes restrained, returning to his original state.

His figure is not tall, on the contrary, because of aging, he still looks very thin, but it is such a skinny old man, who is so overbearing that he seriously injured nine demon kings with a roar!
Immediately, the image of the old man in their hearts grew taller, and no one dared to show contempt.

Tens of feet away, the body of a demonic bird and ferocious beast fell to the ground, covered in blood, a large number of scales fell off, and countless flesh and blood cracked. It looked extremely tragic.

Their breaths were weak, and although they were not dead, it seemed that they were more uncomfortable than death.

Jiao Kun's throat rolled down on the side, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his eyes were still a little shocked, and then, ecstatic in his heart, he respectfully bowed to the old man on the side.

"Ancestor!"

With such a tyrannical ancestor in the tribe, why worry about it in the future!
"Yeah" the old man nodded.

"His!"

Li Changan sucked in a breath of cold air, his heart was shocked beyond measure, this old man is indeed a peerless expert.

Suddenly his heart moved, as if he had thought of something, his eyes widened, and he looked at the old man with an expression of disbelief.

"Senior, you are" Li Changan's face showed excitement.

"Yeah." The old man seemed to know what he was going to say, nodded and smiled.

Li Changan knew it in his heart, no wonder he favored him so much along the way, that's how it was.

Just now when Li Changan saw a phantom of a red dragon emerging from behind the old man, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. Now that he thought about it, he immediately recognized it. .

That red dragon is none other than the number one general under Mingzun's seat, Zhulong!
Although he is a master under Mingzun's seat, he has been with Mingzun from the very beginning, and the relationship between the two is actually like brothers.

"From now on, you can call me Zhu Lao," the old man said with friendly eyes.

"Old Candle."

Li Changan looked respectful, bowed his head and cupped his fists, he was overjoyed, with such a tyrannical senior taking care of him, he didn't have to escape from Donghuang.

"Well, what do you want to do with these demon kings?" Elder Zhu asked Li Changan, wanting them to decide his life or death.

Hearing this, Li Chang'an's eyes flashed brightly and became hot.

He licked his lips and said, "Let the blood first, and then eat it."

Hearing this, the corners of Jiao Kun's eyes twitched, this kid is really too cruel.

"Haha, it's so good! It coincides with the idea of ​​the old man. If you want to grow fast, you have to eat more!" Zhu Lao laughed, seeing Li Changan very well.

Li Chang'an chuckled, he had witnessed some of the last scenes of Mingzun, but he knew that Senior Zhulong liked to eat the most back then, and countless vicious monsters and beasts all fell under his mouth.
Eating is also Li Changan's favorite.

Zhulong moved his palm, intending to capture the demon kings, when suddenly there was a shout in the air.

"Fellow Daoist!"

"stop!"

"I hope fellow Taoist will be merciful!"

A burst of inexplicable rules manifested between the heavens and the earth, stabilizing the bodies of the demon kings, and then, the figures of several huge behemoths manifested in the sky.

There is a ferocious blue tiger with a body of hundreds of feet, covering the sky. His whole body is shrouded in mist, and his nine heads are roaring upwards. He is majestic and noble. The huge tiger tail spreads out behind him like a pillar of heaven, and the brutal breath blows towards his face. Myojin Tiger.

A golden lion came from the air. He was covered in golden light, as bright as a bright sun, like a bright little sun. This is the golden lion king.

There was a giant jade-white elephant roaring. His body was shining with silver, and his energy and blood were majestic and vigorous. Broken sky.

There is also a golden roc fluttering its wings and manifesting. He is of the same race as King Jinpeng, but he is an incomparably terrifying old roc king. The blood is also rolling.

They are all the supreme ancestors of the clan, who have been closed for many years. Now they feel the terrifying fluctuations here, and they wake up instantly. Under the cover of spiritual thoughts, they feel this scene, release a false thought, and turn it out.

"What? Want to compete with the old man?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhu Lao smiled and showed no fear at all. In his life, he has experienced thousands of battles with Ming Zun, so why should he be afraid of someone coming.

"Fellow Daoist, how about letting this matter go like this?" the Golden Lion asked, he didn't want to fight, a fight at this level would cause divine punishment and suffer all kinds of immeasurable damage.

"Fellow Daoist, peace should be the most important thing." Enlightened Tiger said.

They didn't want to start with Zhu Lao, although the phantoms they transformed looked majestic, in the eyes of outsiders, they were extremely powerful, like gods.

But in fact, in order to maintain their lives, they have already consumed most of their blood and vitality. If the real body really broke out in a battle, no matter whether they win or lose, they will suffer a lot.

There was a flash of light in Old Zhu's eyes. He could feel that the few people who came were also ancestor-level existences. Their real cultivation base should also be immortal-level existences. He didn't want to fight at this time either. , not only to cover up the secret, but also to consume one's own vitality.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped!"

With a wave of Zhu Lao's hand, half of the true blood floated out of each of the nine demon kings and was taken away by him.

Some are fiery red like Chixia, and some are emerald green like emeralds, emitting dazzling light in the air, which arouses people's daydreams.

These are the true blood in their respective bodies, the essence of their bodies, and the necessities of evolution.

The nine demon kings were drawn by Zhu Lao in this way, and their aura plummeted again. They felt the decrease of their own true blood, but they could do nothing. The bitterness in their hearts was relieved, and at the same time, an indelible hatred arose.

They are all creatures that have evolved to the king level. The true blood in their bodies is not only a fairy medicine, but it is also an incomparably precious thing. They all rely on these evolutions, and Zhu Lao's hand made him suddenly sluggish, and his realm fell. go down.

As a result, their vitality was severely injured, and they would not be able to recover for a hundred years by relying on their own recovery.

That is to say, this move made it impossible for them to break through for at least a hundred years. It was extremely difficult to break through at this level, but now that their vitality has been severely injured for a hundred years, the hope of breaking through is even slimmer.

They were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood, their hearts were filled with depression and anger, and they passed out.

(End of this chapter)