The strong man from the Peacock Tribe had a cold look on his face, determined to capture Chu Pan. He slapped Chu Pan with his palm, and the surrounding air was squeezed and twisted violently.
boom!
Chu Pan and the strong man from the Peacock clan gave each other a head-on blow. The storm swept away and the energy spread.
After all, Chu Pan was young, and his cultivation was incredible compared to his peers, but compared to these old monsters, he was far behind, and he was inexperienced. He was shaken by a palm and flew thousands of meters away, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
"It really insults your father's name as a demon king. It's a pity that both of you, father and son, will die in the end."
The strong man from the Peacock Tribe smiled ferociously and rushed towards Chu Pan.
boom!
Dozens of ice lotuses exploded in the air, and the ice cubes in the sky shone with colorful light, forcing the Zombie clan strongmen and others back one after another.
"Old Peacock, do you dare?"
Jinghong protects his son eagerly and scares away the other strong men. Thousands of white silks shoot out like rays of light, directly forming a cage, trapping the strong men of the Peacock clan in it.
Swish…!
Dozens of white silks burst out again and penetrated the cage. At the same time, heart-rending screams were heard. The strong man of the Peacock tribe fled out in embarrassment, with blood flowing all over his body. A bloody hole was made in his thigh by the white silk.
"You alone are qualified to comment on my husband's life and death."
Jinghong raised his slender hand and lifted it into the air, as if he opened a curtain of water, and the terrifying power of true energy surged out.
Boom!
Demon-Slaying Finger—Four fingers shake the sky.
The void roared and the earth cracked.
"Come and feel, how much of my husband's skills have I inherited?"
The strong man from the Peacock Clan looked horrified. Jinghong's Demon-Slaying Finger was completely different from Chu Pan's. The terrifying pressure of the Demon-Slaying Finger made his blood surge.
He roared angrily, and the inner energy around his body swirled, and the surging inner energy blasted towards the crushing demon-slaying finger.
boom!
The storm of explosion swept across, and all surrounding buildings hundreds of meters away were destroyed.
Jinghong raised his jade hand lightly, and the strong wind roared past, blowing away the waves of smoke, dust and dust.
The powerful men of all races in the air and the warriors in the distance all took a breath of air and looked horrified.
I saw that the strong man of the peacock tribe had transformed into his true form, a big peacock more than thirty meters tall, but it was cut in half and smashed into two pieces by the demon-slaying fingers.
"You are worthy enough to underestimate my husband's martial arts." Jinghong's eyes were cold.
The next moment, she had soared into the sky, raising her hand to confine the space hundreds of meters around her.
"None of you can leave today."
Hundreds of ice lotuses bloom slowly in the sky, as bright as glass, but everyone knows that such beautiful things can kill people.
The strong ones such as the Zombies were forced to retreat, but the space was imprisoned and their range of activities was limited.
"A bunch of monsters, even if my husband is not here, I will kill you like a dog."
Thousands of them are as white as awns, stretching across the sky.
Ice lotus blossoms exploded, filling the sky with ice.
The strong foreigners roared repeatedly, but they were trapped by Jinghong alone, like turtles in an urn, and it was impossible to break free.
boom!
An ice lotus hit the arm of the strong man from the Zombie clan. His arm was instantly frozen and finally shattered into countless pieces.
boom!
Hei Kebao's abdomen was penetrated by Bai Ling, and blood surged wildly, spreading to the ground.
They began to panic. If they continued like this, they would die here.
Chu Pan's face was filled with admiration. His mother was so powerful, but what about his father? It is said that in the Immortal Realm, which was dominated by one person, foreigners did not dare to take the lead.
What kind of hero is that
Chu Pan had some hope, hoping that one day he could see his father, known as the Demon King, take action.
boom!
Suddenly, a big explosion woke Chu Pan out of his thoughts. When he looked up, his expression suddenly changed.
I saw Jinghong's spatial confinement being forcibly broken open, exploding like glass.
The Zombie clan strongman and others fled in embarrassment.
The void shook, and the wind and clouds surged.
I saw a middle-aged man with a handsome face wearing purple mysterious clothes and a feather crown walking through the air.
The air around him was twisting and rioting.
The strong men and warriors around them all felt it was difficult to breathe, as if they were weighed down by a mountain.
Daluo Jinxian!
There are still very few Da Luo Jinxian appearing on the earth, only the immortal realm and the demon lord have them.
Such a person would never meet in person, searching for various ancient ruins on the earth.
Jinghong's pretty face was solemn, and she fell from mid-air to protect Chu Pan.
"Are you the Demon King Chu's woman?" The person came condescendingly, looking at Jinghong proudly, but there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"Who are you?" Jinghong asked coldly.
"Immortal Domain, Wang Family, Wang Qing, I have met Demon King Chu."
If Chu Xun were here, he would definitely recognize this Wang Qing. He was one of the elders of the Wang family who watched with his own eyes but could do nothing when he killed the disciples of the Wang family at the entrance to the folded space.
He was almost mad at Chu Xun and became obsessed with him, and was deceived into taking away the storage ring, so after coming to Earth, he frantically searched for ancient ruins to make up for his losses.
Jinghong's body trembled slightly, "Where is my husband now?"
"Immortal realm." Wang Qing said.
"Is he still alive?"
"He is dead. He was killed by the hands of my Wang family. I cut off his head."
"It's up to you." Jinghong didn't believe it at all.
"Although Demon King Chu is amazing, he can't compete with my Wang family at all. He died miserably, worse than a dog. He knelt on the ground and begged for ten days. In the end, he was beheaded by me."
Jinghong sneered, "Childish, who in this world doesn't know my husband's methods? He is proud and talented, how can he kneel down and beg for mercy?"
"Haha - maybe you think too highly of your husband. It's better to die than to live. Why is it so hard to understand why he knelt down and begged for mercy?" Wang Qing pondered for a moment and said playfully: "If you don't believe it, let me tell you one more thing. The thing is, the Demon King of Chu’s pseudonym is Liu Tianhe, the God of Death Liu Tianhe.”
Jinghong was shocked. Liu Tianhe was indeed Chu Xun's pseudonym.
"How is it? Do you believe it?" Wang Qing said.
"The God of Death, you call him the honorific God of Death. I'm afraid you didn't notice that your voice was trembling when you said the word "God of Death," right? My husband is still alive, and you must have suffered a big loss at his hands."
Wang Qing's eyes flickered slightly. She was such a smart woman, with a delicate mind and careful observation. But that sentence, "You must have suffered at the hands of my husband," made his face twist.
Not only did they suffer losses, the entire Immortal Realm was turned upside down by Demon King Chu, and the Wang family suffered heavy losses.
"It seems I guessed it right." Jinghong looked at Wang Qing's expression and sneered.
"The Demon King of Chu is dead. Why should I bother talking to you? Now I'll give you two ways. The first is to follow me and be my woman. The second is for me to capture you and occupy the Dream Prison Mountain."
"You are delusional." Jinghong's figure was cold.
"Demon King Chu's women are really strong. I suddenly changed my attention. I want to take off your clothes and let all the warriors in the world see how attractive Demon King Chu's women really are."
Jinghong's eyes were as cold as frost, "Beast."
"You're right, this is indeed an animal act, haha..." The roaring sound came from the sky, and a figure was approaching quickly.
Terrible coercion swept over him. This man was majestic, dressed in golden robes, like an emperor, and he was another Daluo Golden Immortal.
Wang Qing frowned secretly.
"Demon?"
"Haha... I, the King Mo Ling..." He smiled wildly, looked at Jinghong and said: "Fairy, why don't you come with me? I will definitely treat you as a guest."
"Mo Ling, are you trying to make an enemy of our Immortal Realm?" Wang Qing shouted angrily.
Mo Ling glanced at him contemptuously, "Who do you think you are? You are worthy of representing the Immortal Realm. Why do I, the Demon Clan, need to look at your Immortal Realm's face when doing things?"
"Today, even if we die together, you don't want to take this woman away." Wang Qing looked gloomy.
"Oh? Why?" Mo Ling said playfully.
"She is the woman of Demon King Chu. Demon King Chu has an irresolvable blood feud with my fairyland. I must take this woman back."
"What if I say no?" Mo Ling sneered.
"There is only one battle." Wang Qing was very strong.
"If you want to fight, I will accompany you." Demonic energy billowed around Mo Ling's body.
Wang Qing suddenly said: "There are two people here. I will take away Demon King Chu's woman, and you can take away his child."
Mo Ling chuckled strangely, "Are you scared? The Immortal Realm is indeed a group of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong. They are exactly the same as before, they are all despicable villains with dirty hearts."
Wang Qing was furious and was about to speak when suddenly the earth trembled and the void roared.
Everyone looked around and saw purple light rising into the sky on Kunlun Mountain.
A heavy treasure is born.
"Pan'er, let's go!" Jinghong rolled up Chu Pan with his white silk silk, jumped into the air, and rushed thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye, as fast as lightning, making people unable to react.
"Where to go?" Wang Qing was about to chase, but Bi Mo Ling stopped him.
"What are you doing?" Wang Qing asked angrily.
"In the Immortal Realm, it's not easy to come across this. Why don't you help me fight a few moves?" Mo Ling's whole body was boiling with fighting spirit.
"If Demon King Chu's woman escapes, I swear I will kill you." Wang Qing was furious.
Mo Ling sneered, "If you want to kill me, do it now."
"Go away, if you want to fight, I'll fight with you after I finish my work."
"Are you going for the great treasure that was born?"
Wang Qing sneered: "You don't want to."
"Okay, then wait until I capture Demon King Chu's woman, and then I'll take out the heavy insurance and kill you." Mo Ling laughed wildly, moved sideways, and headed towards Kunlun Mountain.
Wang Qing had a sinister look in his eyes, snorted coldly, and headed towards Kunlun Mountain.
Jinghong led Chu Pan at lightning speed. His true energy was stronger than his internal energy, so his speed was only slightly faster than Wang Qing and Mo Ling.
"It's so fast." Mo Ling chuckled, and his speed increased sharply in the next moment.
Wang Qing also increased his speed, causing the void to roar.
The Zombies and other strong men flashed their eyes, nodded to each other, and then rushed towards Kunlun Mountain, where the treasures and virtuous people reside.
The warriors from Yan Xuecheng also rushed towards Kunlun Mountain like locusts.
"Woman of Demon King Chu, I advise you not to run away. You can't escape." Mo Ling shouted loudly, and his voice shook the world.
"Mom, run away quickly and leave me alone." Chu Pan saw that Mo Ling's speed increased again, and they would not be able to escape if this continued.
"Shut up!" Jinghong's body's true energy surged, and his speed became a little faster.
A distance of hundreds of miles is nothing to their level of cultivation
Kunlun Mountain is right in front of her, and Jinghong rushes directly towards Yuzhu Peak. No one here is more familiar with Kunlun Mountain than her. As long as she gets the valuable treasure first, this crisis can be solved.
Behind Jinghong, thousands of warriors, like locusts crossing the border, all flocked to Kunlun Mountain.