Three Emperors Hall ago, the war ended, Peng Clan's peerless genius was defeated miserably, a pair of wings were torn off, and it was extremely desolate.
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, old Peng King's eyes were about to burst with murderous intent, and he would step forward to avenge his only son at all costs.
In front of the Kunyi Imperial Hall, Demonic Emperor Kunyi took action and blocked the space, turning into Heaven and Earth Prison to trap the leader of the Tianpeng clan.
"Peng King, I am willing to admit defeat!"
In front of the Bahuang Emperor's Palace, Eight Desolations Demonic Emperor spoke and said calmly.
The three demon emperors each stood quietly in the glow of the glow, their aura overwhelming the heavens and the earth, shocking hundreds of tribes, making people realize that in this Primeval Demonic Realm, these three people are the real heaven.
Old Peng King gradually regained consciousness from his madness. His eyes full of murderous intent glanced at the young man in plain clothes not far away. He immediately walked up to the severely injured and unconscious only son, took the latter and walked away.
In front of the Three Emperors Hall, Three Demonic Emperors did not stop him and quietly watched old Peng King leave with Ao Lie.
After this battle, both the foundation and the martial spirit of Young Master Peng Clan have been completely destroyed. Peng Clan has lost his successor and is destined to be unable to recover for hundreds of years.
In front of the nine thousand stone steps, the envoys of the hundreds of tribes recovered from the shock. Seeing the demon-like Heavenly Demon Clan Thirteenth Prince in front of them, they could not help but feel chills in their hearts.
In front of the old Peng King, who is comparable to the powerful emperor, tearing off the wings of young master Peng Clan, this courage and ruthlessness are beyond compare.
In the spotlight of everyone, Ning Chen cupped his fists and saluted Three Demonic Emperors. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked back to his place.
After a battle to establish his authority, the envoys from hundreds of tribes present looked at the former with fear in their eyes.
I really didn't expect that Thirteenth Prince was so powerful that it was almost impossible to challenge him.
Among the hundreds of envoys, Xiaoxiao and Wan'er looked at each other, somewhat complicated. Ning Chen's strength has repeatedly exceeded their expectations. Heavenly Demon Royal Clan Thirteen Imperial Prince Imperial Daughter, several people have already entered King Realm. There are not many people they can challenge, and now, there are even fewer.
"Thirteenth Imperial Brother, you impressed us again." Not far away, Ninth Prince spoke with a smile.
"Ninth Imperial Brother is overly praised, just doing his own thing." Ning Chen said softly.
"Hypocrisy!"
Ninth Prince Behind him, a woman with delicate features spoke and said calmly.
"Ten sisters, don't be presumptuous." Ninth Prince scolded lightly.
"What, can't you tell me what you've done?" Xuan Yue said coldly.
A cold look flashed in Ninth Prince's eyes, but he said nothing more. Xuan Yue's character has always been like this, and it would be useless to say more.
Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him, his mouth slightly curved. It seemed that there were many unknown things among Imperial Prince and Imperial Daughter of the royal family that he needed to slowly discover.
Xuan Yue glanced coldly at the young man behind her. For some reason, she just didn't like this Thirteenth Imperial Brother.
Seeing the former's gaze, Ning Chen smiled and nodded in greeting.
Xuan Yue snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze and ignored it.
Ning Chen smiled awkwardly and stood at the bottom of the pile, watching the struggle of the hundreds of tribes.
The royal family is strong, and there is really not much room for the hundreds of tribes to fight. However, as long as it can bring a little trouble to the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan, he is happy to see it happen.
"There's no one around, let me do it."
Just when the envoys from all the tribes lost their voices, a calm voice sounded. Everyone's eyes moved over, and a young man in green clothes walked out, with a handsome face, calm and peaceful.
"Cang Ming!"
Seeing the person walking out, Xuan Ling's expression froze slightly, he was in trouble.
Howling Moon Royal Clan is a wealthy clan that is inferior to the Tianpeng clan and is even comparable to the royal family. The difference is that compared to the Tianpeng clan, Howling Moon Royal Clan is very low-key and rarely appears in public.
However, no one can do otherwise. The power of the Howling Moon Royal Clan, especially the contemporary young master Howling Moon Royal Clan, is unfathomable. For hundreds of years, he has never been defeated.
Seeing the descendant of the Howling Moon Royal Clan walk out, the envoys of the hundreds of tribes felt in their hearts. If it were the Xiaoyue tribe, they might really be able to defeat Imperial Prince Imperial Daughter of the Heavenly Demon Clan.
"Seventh Prince, how about I ask you some tips?"
Cang Ming looked at Xuan Ling who was at the forefront of all the Imperial Princes and said.
As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked. Challenge the royal prince? Is this descendant of the Howling Moon Royal Clan crazy?
Heavenly Demon Royal Clan The three princes, First Prince Xuanzhen and Third Prince Xuan Qing, have been King Realm for many years, and their strength is immeasurable, even if they practice Seventh Prince Xuan Ling, who has the shortest age, has a cultivation level that is infinitely close to that of the King Realm. Coupled with the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's powerful physical strength, even the king of other clans must avoid its edge.
Everyone Imperial Prince Imperial Daughter was at the front, Xuan Ling looked at the young master Howling Moon Royal Clan in front of him quietly, and after a moment, he said, "I am happy to accompany you."
"Want to add some bonuses?" Cang Ming said calmly.
"Whatever." Xuan Ling said lightly.
"Since it's just a competition, there's no need to bet too much. How about one hundred thousand Immortal Jade?" Cang Ming said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the envoy of the Hundred Races was shocked again. One hundred thousand Immortal Jade, are you crazy!
Immortal Jade is precious and non-renewable. Even the royal family cannot have too much storage. Howling Moon Clan The young master is so generous. Is it true that he is so confident in his own strength?
"Okay!"
Xuan Ling nodded lightly and responded directly without hesitation.
"Please give me the Demon King's permission!"
Seeing Xuan Ling agree, Cang Ming looked at the three people at the Three Emperors Hall and said respectfully.
"Accurate!"
In front of the Kunyi Imperial Hall, a majestic voice came down and said calmly.
In front of the Bahuang Emperor's Palace, Eight Desolations Demonic Emperor raised his hand, Minor World appeared, and the thousands of miles of desert appeared in the void, providing a battlefield for the two of them.
Raising his hand to open the sky, his world-shattering power shocked the hearts of everyone present. The way of the emperor was beyond words.
Under the nine thousand stone steps, Xuan Ling and Cang Ming stepped on their feet at the same time, jumped up, and flew towards the sky.
Over thousands of miles of desert, two figures flew towards them, standing high in the sandstorm, their expressions downcast.
"Please!"
Without saying much, after the greetings, the two of them moved at the same time, with rapid thunder, and crashed into each other.
As soon as the fight began, it became intense. The two figures kept intertwining, and the war was spreading for thousands of miles.
The two men, who were not kings but were comparable to kings, transformed into roaring thunder and perished in an instant.
Below, the envoys of hundreds of tribes looked at the fierce battle above, and the waves in their hearts continued to surge. Is this the strength of the descendant of the Howling Moon Royal Clan?
"Heavenly Wolf Howls at the Moon"
After fighting each other, Cang Ming let out a soft drink, and his true energy rushed into the sky. His black hair danced wildly. Behind him, his true form appeared, and a huge phantom of Sirius appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring.
In an instant, the entire world was filled with wild sand, howling wind and thunder, and a terrifying impact erupted and spread rapidly.
Xuan Ling Seeing this, his expression condensed slightly, he took a step forward, the thousand-foot demon body majestically appeared in the world, and punched out, which was extremely powerful.
The two moves collided, causing a violent collision that shocked the world and the gods. Around the two of them, the world overturned and waves of sand rolled into the sky.
The aftermath of the sky-shattering move dissipated, and a shocking scene appeared in front of everyone. Among the two people confronting each other, the blood on Xuan Ling's chest gradually reflected, which was extremely dazzling.
Below, everyone was in an uproar. No one thought that Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's Seventh Prince would be at a disadvantage.
"Brother, will Lao Qi lose?"
Everyone Imperial Prince Imperial Daughter is at the front, Fifth Prince has a serious look on his face and speaks loudly.
"No, we can't lose!"
Xuanzhen replied coldly, as a royal prince, he must not lose to foreigners. No matter what the reason is, Xuan Ling must also have this realization.
Not far away, Xuan Yue's expression also became serious. She did not expect that the Seven Emperors Brotherhood would fall into decline. Has the young master of the Howling Moon Royal Clan become so powerful?
Just when everyone below the battle scene was amazed, the two men fought again over the Wanli Desert. The wild sand and waves continued to surge, and their power became more and more terrifying.
Cang Ming is surrounded by faint wolf fire, and every move has the power to tear the heavens apart. Even a body as strong as Heavenly Demon Royal Clan cannot withstand it.
After fighting for more than ten times, Xuan Ling had more and more scars on his body. Facing Cang Ming's violent attacks, the situation became more and more dangerous.
"Overturning Cloud Hand!"
The two palms met again, Xuan Ling took one hard palm, and with his right hand Condensing Essence, a move that shook the world suddenly landed on the former's chest.
In a life-threatening fighting method, Cang Ming was unexpected, adding a palm to his body and retreating several steps in a row.
The spilled blood stained the blue and red battle clothes. Cang Ming's expression became slightly solemn. As expected, the prince of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan was not easy to compare with.
On the opposite side, Xuan Ling, who received a hard palm, was shaken by his true energy. His unyielding fighting spirit would never allow himself to be defeated by a foreigner.
Below, Ning Chen watched the battle between the two, eyes flashing with concentration, Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's strength was not a coincidence.
There is a clear gap between the strength of Xuan Ling and the young master Howling Moon Clan, but Xuan Ling will not lose in this battle.
If all Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's warriors have such a fighting spirit, the future war between the human race and Heavenly Demon Clan will be extremely difficult.
On the desert of thousands of miles, the battle between the two people has reached its climax. The fighting spirits who do not care about life and death are burning as brightly as the scorching sun.
Cang Ming's expression became more and more solemn, and the situation of absolute oppression was gradually leveled out.
The fists intertwined with each other in a majestic manner. The two of them received a punch at the same time, and blood flew everywhere, which was extremely tragic.
The accumulated injuries made the Qi around the two people more and more messy. However, the two of them were completely indifferent. The blood flow continued and the offensive continued.
"Father!"
"Demon King!"
Xuan Qing and Howling Moon Clan messengers walked out at the same time, Fang opened his mouth and looked at each other.
"Your Highness, please speak first." Howling Moon Clan messenger said.
Xuan Qing did not shirk. He looked at the figure in front of the Kunyi Imperial Hall and said, "Father, it is difficult to determine the outcome of this battle. If the battle continues, I am afraid that the first thing to be decided will be life and death."
Howling Moon Clan A strange color flashed in the eyes of the messenger, he nodded, and respectfully saluted, "Please give the Demon King an order to stop the war."
Kunyi Imperial Hall In front of the Heavenly Demon Clan, the First Demon Emperor looked at the battle on the desert. After a long time, he said calmly, "Accurate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, in front of the Qiyao Emperor's Palace not far away, Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his hand. Suddenly, he was born with Qiyang and fell into the mortal world.
With a bang, the battle situation in the thousands of miles of desert was separated by a majestic force, and two figures flew out and fell from the sky.
The result of the draw was beyond everyone's expectations. Howling Moon Royal Clan shocked the world in one battle.
"The Xiaoyue royal family does not need to come to court for a hundred years."
Kunyi Imperial Hall, Demonic Emperor Kunyi spoke calmly.
"Thank you Demon King!"
At the foot of the nine thousand stone steps, the Howling Moon Clan messenger bowed again and thanked him.
After many Imperial Prince, Ning Chen glanced at the young master Howling Moon Royal Clan not far away, and his heart was filled with confusion. In the future, this person will be a formidable enemy.
On the other side, in the hands of a young man inlaid with red and gold, Farewell Cloud hummed softly, constantly asking for a fight.
"Wait a moment, it will be our turn soon."
Xuyao said softly.