Super Golden Eye

"Asshole, there are more than 30,000 people, and there are thousands of demon cultivators who can't help it. You all have cultivated to be useless..."

The Lishen King yelled and scolded in the camp angrily, and the disciples who were scolded lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look directly at each other's angry gaze.

Relying on the relationship of geographical advantage, the monk of the magic way is inextricably difficult to solve with the gods of the five directions. If the other party wants to run, the people of the gods of the five directions cannot be retained at all.

And the only Lishen King who was able to subdue the opponent in an instant was also dragged by the opponent's Yuanling Realm master Zhuang Ming, unable to get out.

The two dared not easily join the battle, otherwise almost everyone present would not be spared.

At this time, the Lishen King had to ask the Yuanshen King for help and hurriedly sent a message to get him back from the boundless sea, but the Yuanshen King didn't even want to pay attention to these demon monks before he found Fang Yang's body.

In her opinion, all the people here add up, and I am afraid that none of them is as important as Fang Yang.

"When is it, you are still looking after your little lover. If you fail this time, you and my face will be lost."

Lishen Wangqi yelled at him, his patience had obviously been exhausted.

The Yuanshen King was not to be outdone, and snorted coldly: "You are the one who is embarrassed, and not your own palace. You are so weak that you are the leader. No wonder you have been under the pressure of Li Min for so many years."

The Lishen King immediately flushed with anger. Although his own strength is not weak, his ability to lead soldiers is somewhat unsatisfactory.

In addition, among these 30,000 people, most of them are casual cultivators. Although they are willing to obey the command of the Lishen King, they are obviously unwilling to exert too much effort when fighting against the demon monks.

Although their side is superior in number, the results of the battle against the demon monks during this period of time are very miserable.

At this time, the Wufang God's line had injured thousands of people, and the magical monks did not even leave a corpse. It is no wonder that the Lishen King would appear so anxious and depraved.

As the battle became more and more fierce, the Lishen King couldn't take care of so much. He planned to join hands with the Yuanshen King to deal with the magical monk Zhuang Ming in the Yuanling Realm.

Who knows that the Primordial God King is too lazy to pay attention to the Lishen King at all: "Joining? What a joke, when did this palace team up with someone, and the other party is just a guy from the fourth level of the Primal Spirit Realm. Where do you need to join forces with me? Going out, you really laugh off people's teeth..."

The strength of the Lishen King and the Primordial God King are just the same. They also have the sixth-level cultivation base of the Primordial Spirit Realm. When dealing with a demon monk who is two levels lower than them, they need to work together to take it down. This is true. It's shocking.

Li Shen Wang couldn't take care of so much: "You have seen the other party's methods, and they also occupy a geographical advantage. If you don't cooperate, the other party will escape again. Then it will be difficult to suppress him... "

Now Lishen Wang's face has basically been lost, if he can't take the Emperor Line back this time, then his power in the Five Gods Line will be greatly reduced.

This will also affect the resources he can allocate within the clan in the future, after all, he is not the only **** king in the five-party gods of the one-line meta-spiritual realm.

Except for the lone soul king, the other **** kings basically have their own territory and manpower.

In order to improve his status and prestige in the clan, the Lishen King dispatched all his staff in the clan this time. Unfortunately, instead of honouring him, they lost his face.

The Lishen King can now see how sad he will be in the future. With so many manpower lost, it will be very difficult for him to guard his territory in the future.

At that time, his original turf might have to be eaten away by other gods or Li Min.

As a last resort, he could only continue to ask for help from the Yuanshen King: "Even if you don't join forces, at least you can get a little bit of strength. Could you just let the king's people do it, then what did you send you over this time?"

The Yuanshen King didn't refute this time, and no matter how wayward she was, she had to worry about the impact of this matter.

Although the Primordial Spirit King is only alone, she is still one of the **** kings of the five-party gods. If it is not for the help of the five-party gods, she can imagine how much she wants to cultivate to the spiritual realm. difficult.

Among them, the one who helped her the most was naturally the Emperor Dihao. If it weren't for this, a woman who was alone, and still such a beautiful woman, let alone cultivate to the Primordial Spirit Realm, she would have been robbed as soon as she showed up. go.

Thinking of the Yuanshen King, he did not refuse any more, but said with a cold face: "How do you want this palace to help you?"

When the Lishen King saw the opponent let go, he took a long breath and said: "You only need to help this king to hold the demon cultivator in the Primordial Spirit Realm, and the rest is left to this king..."

"A mere group of side-doors who can't get on the tabletop will only dare to dominate this place of origin. If they were changed to other places, this king would have wiped out all of them."

Even though he said that, he actually knew in his heart that this group of demon cultivators did have many avenues. Although the exercises they practiced were strange, their power was not weaker than the magical powers of their clan.

After the Yuanshen King entered the battle, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. The Lishen King who vacated his hand was like an elephant entering the ant colony, crushing it all the way.

Almost none of the demon cultivators who met him were spared. The **** Lishen king basically left nothing. Those demon cultivators encountered the power of the opponent’s primordial spirit, so it could be said that they would die by rubbing them. Knock it hurts.

And Zhuang Ming, who was dragged by the Primordial God King, also looked anxious. Although his methods were sufficient to deal with any of the two God Kings, he could not defeat them, and he could not solve the battle for a long time.

Moreover, the King of Primordial Spirit is not easy to provoke, these days because of Fang Yang's disappearance, she is also holding a breath of breath in her heart, and this time she vented all of it on Zhuang Ming's body.

The strength of the Primordial God King under his full strength was extremely terrifying, and even the God Emperor dared to shake it head-on, let alone a demon monk whose cultivation base was weaker than her.

This time the two sides fought against each other, Zhuang Ming had always been at a disadvantage, completely unable to gain an advantage like he did against Lishen King.

Even if he is careless, he is still in danger of being suppressed. After all, not everyone can resist the strange charm and supernatural powers of the Yuanshen King, plus Zhuang Ming was originally uneasy, and now he is completely suppressed by the Yuanshen King. .

"Why don't those two **** show up yet, don't all the people they want to watch us die?"

Zhuang Ming also began to be anxious at this time, but the more anxious he was, the more difficult it was for him to win, and he was forced to retreat steadily by the Yuanshen King.

Just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled, the aura of Lishen King, who was rampant in the crowd suddenly stagnated, and the whole person stopped in place as if he had been frozen, together with the Yuan that had been raging. The power of God also stopped together.