The start shocked the Empress: As the Demon Lord, we are on our side

Countless people looked up at the Heavenly Oracle Daoist in the void.

I saw that his face was difficult to see the extreme.

With his all-out blow, he didn't even have a ripple!

Right now.

The Emperor Funeral Secret Realm seemed to be angry!

Above the firmament, a thunder sounded.

Then a ghost shot out from the Emperor Burial Secret Realm.

Directly slammed on the head of the Heavenly Oracle Daoist.

"Eh..."

the Heavenly Oracle Daoist was stunned in the void.

Next second.

I saw that his body began to crack from the soles of his feet.

Click!

The rift is getting bigger and bigger.

"Ah..."

only to hear the Heavenly Oracle Daoist scream.

The body exploded instantly.

The rain of blood fell from the sky and splashed directly on the bodies of many cultivators.

And the Hallows in his hand wanted to struggle to escape.

But from the Emperor Burial Secret Realm, another unrivaled force erupted.

I saw that the holy instrument was the same as the body of the Heavenly Oracle Dao just now.

Slowly crack.

Finally "bang".

Completely turned into debris and scattered with the wind.

A generation of Divine Xuan Realm powerhouses were easily wiped out by the Emperor Burial Secret Realm.

Xiao Han felt the two ghosts shot out of the Emperor Burial Secret Realm in the crowd.

I couldn't help but change my face.

"This force actually carries a thick dead aura?"

"Is it the power of man? Or is it the power of nature? "

After coming to my senses.

Xiao Han shook his head.

Anyway, the Emperor Burial Secret Realm did not provoke himself.

What do you want to do so much?

Love it, if some people want to die, let him do it!

If the Emperor Burial Secret Realm dares to provoke himself.

I don't mind pushing everything sideways!

Then Xiao Han said to Mu Xueqing and the four: "When do you want to enter the Emperor Burial Secret Realm?" Mu

Bingyu heard this, and said with a smile: "Don't go in first, let's go, senior brother, there is a stronghold of the Holy Sect, let's go and join those people." After

hearing Mu Xueqing's words.

Xiao Han's instinct is resistant.

He didn't want to team up with others, and it was enough to have Mu Xueqing's four little nizi.

But Xiao Han was not given a chance to react at all.

Mu Xueqing and Mu Bingyu walked towards the direction of the Holy Sect's stronghold with Xiao Han on their left and right.

Lin Xuan and Wang Sinuo assisted in the back, pushing Xiao Han.

Xiao Han showed a crying and laughing expression.

These four little nizi are so anxious!

But, right now.

A coquettish sound made the five stop.

"Dare to deceive me into the Phantom Holy Land? You guys are looking for death! The

voice fell.

I saw a terrifying Xuan Qi erupt not far away.

The battle began instantly.

The aftermath is spreading in all directions!

Gradually, the surrounding monks scattered.

For fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

Not long after, not far from the cold, a vacuum was formed.

When Xiao Han heard this, his eyes were like torches.

"Is it my girlfriend's disciple?"

Don't wait for Xiao Han to think more.

I saw that Mu Bingyu's four daughters had summoned their swords, and their faces were cold.

"Senior Brother, Master Venerable once commanded that the Evil Emperor Peak and the Phantom Holy Land are like sisters, one side is in difficulty, and the other side must..."

Xiao Han raised his hand and gave the order.

"Kill them, the sky is falling, and there is a senior brother to carry it!"

Hear the cold voice.

Mu Bingyu's four faces showed joy.

It's nice to have a master brother!

Then there was no more hesitation.

The figures of the four women flashed continuously in the crowd and rushed towards the battle group not far away.

Seeing this, Xiao Han also walked towards the place where the battle was.

As it gradually approaches.

Xiao Han saw the situation in the field.

In addition to Mu Xueqing's four, there were three girls fighting with five men.

The sword light and shadow, the Xuan Qi is tyrannical.

Each of them is constantly killing, stabbing towards the other party's vital point.

After Xiao Han saw the robes worn by the five men.

Brow furrowed.

"Disciple of the Flying Dragon Hall!"

The Flying Dragon Hall is an ancient religion in the Eastern Regions and belongs to the righteous path sect.

I don't know how many years it has existed.

In the entire Eastern Region, it has an unshakable position!

His disciples are not a few demon geniuses.

The holy son of the Flying Dragon Hall is even known as the Young Emperor.

"Haha, I just met the three little lady skins of the Phantom Holy Land, but I didn't expect four more little lady skins of the Holy Sect."

"Catching them is another great achievement!"

An arrogant voice came out of the mouth of the five men.

The movements in the hands are not slow.

Each of them has the strength of the Three Pins Earth Xuan Realm.

A tyrannical aura spread in all directions.

The surrounding monks shook their heads one after another.

"The Demon Dao disciples are going to suffer this time

..." "Yes, Wang Quan is an inner disciple of the Flying Dragon Hall, and his strength is very terrifying..."

The battle scenarios in the field validated their ideas.

Under the onslaught of those five men.

Mu Xueqing and several people retreated one after another.

Soon, they were forced to get closer.

However, Mu Bingyu did not have any timidity at this time.

Shouted: "Heavenly Sword Formation!" Chop! "

In an instant.

Mu Xueqing, Lin Xuan, and Wang Sinuo's figures flashed.

Standing around Mu Bingyu.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Sword Array was formed!

A terrifying sword qi erupted from within the formation.

Straight towards Wang Quan's five people.

This sword qi surpassed the strength of the Eighth Grade Earth Xuan Realm.

Seeing this, Wang Quan's faces changed greatly.

"Block it!"

Wang Quan signaled his four junior disciples to attack with all their might.

He took a step back and stood behind the four.

Rumble!

A deafening sound sounded.

The furious aura spread out.

Rushed towards the surrounding monks.

Buzz....

I saw the Dao Xuan Qi Defense Shield rising at the same time.

The cultivators around blocked the aftermath of the Heavenly Sword Array.

But even so.

Many low-cultivated monks also suffered.

Look at Wang Quan's five people.

The four people standing in front had disappeared.

It's not about running away.

Instead, it was directly cut into nothingness by the sword qi!

As for Wang Quan, lying on the ground, there was not a trace of integrity on his body.

Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and it seemed that he was about to swallow his breath.

One of the female disciples of the Phantom Holy Land stepped forward.

There was no hesitation.

Directly swinging the long sword, he wanted to behead Wang Quan.

And yet, right now!

An angry voice suddenly sounded from the sky.

"Stinky ladies of the Phantom Holy Land, you dare!"

The voice fell.

A young man fell from the sky.

The surrounding body exudes amazing momentum, straight into the sky.

It seems that the firmament is going to be shot through!

"One of the eight great generals of the Flying Dragon Saint Son, the Falling Stone Prince!"

"Unexpectedly, this experience in the Emperor Burial Secret Realm turned out to be led by the Falling Stone Prince."

"See Falling Rock!"

"See Falling Rock!"

This moment.

There were many monks who saluted the Falling Stone Prince.

Falling Stone Gongzi ignored the group of cultivators.

Instead, he fixed his gaze on Mu Xueqing and the others!

A breath of the Heavenly Xuan Realm overwhelmingly pressed towards this group of girls.

"You are such a big dog, you dare to kill my disciple of the Flying Dragon Hall."

"Give me death!"

The tyrannical Xuan Qi around Falling Stone Gongzi was like a huge wave crashing on the shore.

In an instant, he rushed towards the disciple of the Phantom Holy Land.