Saint Ancestor of All Demons

After the black dragon appeared, the powerful aura and coercion it exuded made everyone present look ugly.

Especially Lei Cheng, his expression was even more gloomy. The other party's action just now was clearly coming towards him, so it was obvious that the other party was unlikely to be his friend.

And Mo Ziyang's expression was also not good-looking, because Jiao Shentu was the person who was imprisoned by him and entered the Northern Cold Star Realm. Jiao Shentu could be said to have a great hatred for him.

And at this moment, how did the other party appear here? Moreover, his cultivation level had recovered, which made him feel shocked and confused.

The black dragon looked at Mo Ziyang with cold eyes and said coldly: "Mo Ziyang, we will discuss our grudges later."

The black dragon then recovered his body and looked at Leicheng again, with a bloodthirsty and crazy fighting spirit in his eyes.

"I haven't fought with anyone in more than a million years. My bones have been itching for a long time."

As he spoke, he burst out with a monstrous aura and dragon god energy, turned into a black divine light and rushed directly towards Leicheng. At the same time, he punched out, and countless divine patterns on his fist were instantly formed and condensed.

"Nine Dragon Fist!"

With this punch, nine true dragon fist shadows roared out, the fist's intention was shocking, the power of the law was amazing, and all the nine true dragon fist powers rushed towards Lei Cheng.

Lei Cheng's expression suddenly changed, and he roared: "It's frozen for thousands of miles!"

Blue divine patterns appeared and spread in the void around him, and a terrifying cold air was born and condensed. A clicking sound came from the space. In an instant, the void around him turned into a world of ice, and an ice curtain tens of thousands of feet thick condensed. block.

The nine dragon fists bombarded it, and it continued to shatter into countless gaps, and then exploded and cracked, unable to stop this brutal punch.

"Senior brother, how long will it take before we take action!" Tan Xu shouted to Mo Ziyang.

The moment Mo Ziyang met Jiao Shentu and took action against Lei Cheng, he was already running the divine patterns. At this moment, with an angry shout, a huge purple divine sun condensed out, and the purple divine sun turned into a divine light and roared towards Lei Cheng. become.

Lei Cheng looked ugly. He had just dodged Jiao Shen Tu Ba Dao's punch when Mo Ziyang's magical power bombarded him and exploded.

The purple Shenyang exploded, and the terrifying explosion hit Leicheng's body. The ice armor on Leicheng's body instantly cracked countless times, and the person spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hurry up and help me!" Lei Cheng roared sternly, calling other strong men in the realm of Lord God to come over and help.

Mo Ziyang was already on par with him, and now there was another Jiao Shen Tu who could vaguely suppress him. If these two people joined forces, he himself would definitely not be a match.

The main god of the Xuanbing Divine Realm heard the call and immediately rushed over to help.

Mo Ziyang sent a message and asked Tan Xu: "Junior brother, what is going on? Why is Jiao Shentu helping me? What is your plan?"

Tan Xu sneered: "Not everyone is a senior brother. You have so many conspiracies and calculations. Tang Yubing made a dangerous move and released all the prisoners in the Northern Cold Star Realm. He poisoned them to control life and death, returned them to Dao Ji, and allowed them to come. To help our Zhengyang Shenzong escape from the crisis, Jiao Shentu is one of them, he is here to help us fight."

"What! Tang Yu——" Mo Ziyang's eyes showed a look of shock, it turned out to be Tang Yu's doing.

At this moment, his mind also suddenly discovered that hundreds of thousands of prisoners were roaring to death. With red eyes, they entered the battlefield below and fought with the people of the Xuanbing God Realm.

"Hahaha, I see. This is indeed a risky move, but in the current situation, this risky move is a life-saving opportunity. Well done, Tang Yu!"

Mo Ziyang laughed heartily after thinking about it. He was definitely not a pedantic person. Instead, he was a flexible and cunning person with ambitious ideas. At this moment, he did not blame Tang Yu at all, but instead praised him.

Of course, if this were a peaceful time, Mo Ziyang would definitely find trouble with Tang Yu, but now, extraordinary times naturally require extraordinary means.

"This son has made great achievements. Junior brother, you were really wise at the beginning. After this battle, junior brother returned to the sect. I will hand over Ziyang Peak to your jurisdiction. I hope that junior brother will not pursue the past again. Everything I have done will not be ignored." To rise for the sect, junior brother, you will soon understand my painstaking efforts. After surviving this disaster, our Zhengyang Sect will become the strongest among the surrounding gods!"

While attacking Lei Cheng, Mo Ziyang comforted Tan Xu, and at the same time promised huge profits, hoping to resolve the previous conflict.

On the battlefield below, more than 700,000 prisoners rushed into the battlefield and rushed towards the people of the Xuanbing God Realm.

The people in Xuanbing Divine Realm were panicked at first. Eighteen God Emperors among the prisoners took action, and dozens of God Emperors took action, killing many people in an instant.

However, the people of the Xuanbing God Realm immediately stabilized the situation after a brief period of confusion, because they found that these people were so weak, unorganized and without a camp.

A thunder god war spirit formed by a company of a hundred people, blasted out with a slap, and directly flew away hundreds of people who rushed over. These people screamed and shot backwards. Five or six gods in the realm could not resist this palm. .

Although there is only one god in this hundred-man company battle formation, the power of his formation is far more powerful than these skirmishers.

"Hahaha, they are not an army, they are just a bunch of rabble. Brothers, don't be afraid, stabilize the battle formation and kill them all!" The captain of the Xuanbing Divine Realm company shouted excitedly, and then led his own people to control the battle formation and these people. Fight together.

Only the 20,000 troops stationed by Mo could form a battle formation and fight the opponent without losing.

"Don't confront them head-on. You are responsible for harassing them, delaying them, and disrupting them."

Mo was stationed and commanded the prisoners, but the prisoners were unorganized and undisciplined. They were chaotic and few people listened to his command.

However, even though this was a mob, more than 700,000 people still disrupted the opponent's original rhythm of attacking and suppressing the Zhengyang Shenzong disciples.

"It's support. Our support is here. Brothers and sisters, it's time to fight back!"

"Counterattack, kill!"

The more than 300,000 disciples of the Zhengyang Shen Sect, who had been driven to despair, were now ecstatic, roaring and forming battle formations again, and began to counterattack.

Xiang Chen, on the other hand, had already led his Mo Luo Army around to the right. Xiang Chen was riding on the back of a demon wolf transformed into a demon wolf elder from the God Emperor Realm. He drew his sword and roared: "Brothers of the Mo Luo Army!"

"Here! Here! Here!"

More than 10,000 people roared and roared, their fighting spirit concentrated to the extreme.

"In this battle, let the name of my Moluo army be famous in all directions. Build the formation and follow me to kill them!"

"Blow the war trumpet!"

"Woo——"

With the sound of a special war trumpet inherited from the depths of the soul, more than 10,000 people suddenly felt their adrenaline surge, their blood boiling and burning, and they let out roaring roars.

"kill!"

In an instant, thousands of knives were unsheathed, the demon wolf howled, and the sword flashed, and the flesh and blood were separated. Between life and death, this was a passionate arena for men.

The sword is cold and the sword roars. Either you die or I die!