Lord of Pets

After being promoted to Emperor Ancestor, Bai Wushang rarely felt tired.

Especially the top blood successor, the Eight-armed Ape God, who received support from A Zhou, has endless energy all over his body.

But this time, during an ultra-long-distance run, both he and Shenhuang had to rest to ensure that they were in peak condition at all times.

Their position... is too deep!

At this time, the distance from the gate of the world is billions and billions, and it is indescribable how deep it is.

Shenhuang directly stated that this distance can only be reached by many powerful ancestors with the mentality of dying together.

Otherwise, as long as they have hopes and illusions, they will never dare to go so deep.

This place is a restricted area with just one finger, and a place where life is cut off with just one footstep.

Maybe during a dive, a group of high-ranking evil gods will come into view.

Who dares to come here without any strength or courage?

"boom!!"

The fire of Nirvana flew down, and the three superior evil gods turned into a handful of ashes on the ground without even reacting.

Divine Phoenix gradually withdrew its strength, and the airflow around her body gradually slowed down.

Her face was extremely solemn, and her fiery red pupils flickered with an icy arc.

The big mantis stopped suddenly, and the surging thunder tore through the void. Facing the sky full of fire and thunder, Bai Wushang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Woo——"

"Jiejiejie——"

In the distance, dark clouds are billowing and evil spirits are swaying.

An army of monsters with black crows, although moving slowly, is always moving forward.

Bai Wushang saw the screaming ghost, the holy giant bound by chains, and cockroaches, toads, centipedes and other species that possess the most poison in the world.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg in the monster army. Corpse eagles are circling, earth leopards are roaring, and strange creatures with human heads and monster bodies are staggering and grinning.

On the right wing, there is a star god several hundred meters high, a soul-burial flower hiding in the pink mist, a semi-modified mechanical servant...

evil spirits...

Densely packed—so many evil spirits!

Bai Wushang took a deep breath and took the initiative to break the chill on his back.

With just a quick glance, he knew that this was the real combat corps of Taichu Evil Spirit, far more powerful than the so-called vanguard force.

Characters like servants of evil spirits and puppets of evil gods are just cannon fodder here.

The number of evil god-level monsters that can be sensed is as vast as the sea of ​​stars, and it is easy to exceed five hundred.

Converted to dragon clan, angel clan, giant clan...

The three supreme beings who have survived from ancient times, and the ancestors who are still alive today, can there be only five hundred of them, regardless of their quality or height?

If we talk about height, if all the surviving god kings are put together, is there any known top evil god who is more outstanding?

Bai Wushang asked himself several questions in succession.

The answer he got made his face look as cold as ice.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Aijia, did you read that right? This is the legendary Queen of Heaven?"

The tender laughter sounded, charming and tingling, but with an evil quality, which immediately awakened Bai Wushang's strict and stubborn intention.

A ghostly figure wearing a colorful dress and a chest full of gorgeous ornaments jumped out from behind the army of evil spirits.

He laughed so loudly that his whole face was filled with smiles.

But the grinning corners of the mouth that were still dripping with blood were accompanied by those cold, sharp white teeth.

There is nothing wrong with this. This is the next-level evil god who eats people without spitting out their bones - the Evil Fang Queen!

She appeared once, and only once.

But it was that time that he single-handedly killed the second-generation ancestral dragon Ten Thousand Scales Dragon God, and wiped out a high-ranking dragon who could have been on par with the Thunder Dragon Mother, including his skin and flesh.

It is said that some of the ancestors who survived the battle will always have a shadow in their hearts.

For example, the sixth-generation ancestral dragon, Huwei, and the seventh-generation ancestral dragon, Yanba.

They were lucky enough to survive, but they watched Wan Lin being eaten alive and killed in the most brutal way.

Fear and despair have since become a nightmare. Not only can they never break through for the rest of their lives, but because they have been so psychologically tortured, they even voluntarily gave up the hope of survival during a hunt, becoming a particularly tragic and unfortunate dragon in the history of the Dragon Clan.

"When a distinguished guest comes to your door, he will be welcomed from afar."

The headless predator appears again, bowing in style.

This eye is blue, and the body dragged on its back is shaped like a hill.

Looking at his energy, I couldn't detect much weakness. It was in far better condition than the one killed by Divine Phoenix.

This means that she may not have returned to the standard top level combat power, but she may be a bit more difficult to deal with than the second top level, the Bad Fang Queen.

"We haven't gone to look for you yet. It would be too interesting to bring you here ourselves."

The third evil god showed up, his deep roar mixed with the soul sound of hatred, half teasing, half murderous.

Bai Wushang and Little Rabbit were frozen for a moment.

In the pet space, the big unicorn, which uses its boss to sense the battlefield, is even more devastated.

"You haven't fallen in love yet, you haven't married a wife yet, are you going to fall out of love early..."

"Children, what have you done wrong for your father? The romantic encounter around the corner shouldn't be like this..."

As far as the eye can see, the head of the third evil god has a black magic cloud under his feet, a horse's hooves, an ox's tail, a horn on his head, and is covered with dragon scales...

Apart from the color and texture, this form is not much different from the legendary pure-blood Kirin.

Bai Wushang caught a glimpse of his attribute panel.

The name is——Evil God Qilin!

His realm is extremely powerful, he has surpassed the upper level, and has half a foot to reach the top.

——This is also a sub-top!

A fellow member of the same race that General Cang longed for and wanted to see!

But he does not belong to the supernatural, nor does he belong to the concept of having the same bloodline. Instead, he is in the army of evil spirits and is qualified to scold Fang Qiu and define the life and death of the pig servants at will.

"boom!!"

There were two more explosions.

One black and one white, two big tigers came across menacingly.

They seemed to be a male and a female, their eyes touched each other, showing rare tenderness.

But as long as the eyes are around, whether it is on other sub-top evil gods, or on Bai Wushang and the Nine-turn Divine Phoenix Queen, what is revealed is only the bone-chilling and unruly killing intent.

"The legendary bird god king finally met..."

"Jie Jie Jie, although Lord Natural Disaster is not here, it is not safe enough."

"But I think you should not go back. Bury here forever and become our food and the lead for our carnival feast!"

"The aura of the tiger head is wrapped around their bodies."

Secretly, Shenhuang ignored the evil god and solemnly conveyed his message.

In the spiritual world, rabbit-headed and rat-headed voices also sounded one after another:

"Not one! Not just two tigers!"

"That fallen Qilin also has similar power in his body, so it shouldn't be ignored!"

"Hiss... the tiger head is so miserable? Even if it fails, it will be divided by three evil gods, swallowed in reverse, and become the power energy of the evil gods?!"