Chapter 1647: Terran is no longer allowed to have a king of gods

"You ... wow ..." The demon son of the clan had just spoken, without saying a word, blood poured out of his mouth again. He thought the other party had just hit himself into a serious injury, but who knows, his body There was a trail of avenues on it.
"Your strength really surprised me. I didn't expect that your ants hurt me. I will let you see what is the road!"
"Residual blood!" The demon son of the Demons cried aloud, and a terrible force shrouded thousands of feet. Large clouds tumbling, and then turned directly into the sea of ​​blood. Obviously, this is the demon son of the demon race is brewing his powerful peerless.
"The first form of residual blood shines in all directions!" This trick is one of the best skills of the demon son of the demons. In his current situation, it is not easy to display this magical power.
"This power ... how could it be so strong?"
Feng Chen's pupils are constantly shrinking. This power is really terrifying and beyond his cognition. Is his strength just like mine already beyond the scope of Xianzun?
If the opponent is beyond the scope of Xianzun, then his cultivation is ...
"Aren't you from the fairyland?" Feng Chen frowned, asking tentatively.
"Fairy Land? The low plane is nothing, don't compare it to me! However, you are a genius, and you can answer your question before you die, so you should be safe on the road!"
"Listen well, this seat is the prince of the demon family of the demon world. You can die in my hands, even if you die."
The words fell, and the sea of ​​blood on the sky burst into a huge pillar of blood-red light, flying down.
Just a breath, the beam of light disappeared, and a dark and violent force, like a raging wave, swayed and swept towards the place where Feng Chen was.
"boom!"
The elder son of the Demon Clan stood proudly, slowly raised his right foot, and then suddenly fell down, only to hear the sound of "Boom", and immediately shaken the mountain.
The seemingly light-weight feet of the demon of the clan of the demons seem to shake the veins of the whole fairyland, and the hundreds of thousands of peaks in the entire fairyland, at this moment, collectively shake.
The mountain peaks soaring into the clouds collapsed in an instant, like a mighty army, and turned into ruins!
With one foot of the demon son, the earth shook the mountains and the earth changed color!
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all energies!
"Burning with my blood! Forbidden surgery, get up!"
"In my own mind, Ning! Forbidden, rise!"
Feng Chen stroked his left hand lightly, vomiting astringent characters from his mouth on his distorted face, and then folded his hands together, with both hands holding special hexagrams, and he forbidden all the sacrifices.
"There is more than one way, quickly return to one! Cut!"
A strong Jianqi broke through the sword, followed by a sharp Jianmang.
They each exerted their strongest supernatural powers, and they did not dare to have a small heart in their hearts.
After three breaths, two forces collided together.
"Boom ..." Rao was showing off three bans in succession and was still defeated. His body was suddenly shaken into powder.
And the demon son of the Demon Tribe successively resisted the three bans of Feng Chen. The meridian in the body was destroyed about half, and the power of luck in the body was quickly beaten by the three bans of Feng Chen. Shaky.
"Some people on the lower plane are so genius, they must die!" The demon son of the clan stretched his hands over his chest, groaned slightly, and said, "Even if you are Tianjiao in Tianjiao, even if there is a king behind you , Will still die! This seat will save your life first, when this seat recovers, hum ... "
After the words ended, a ghost of the elder son of the demons flashed and disappeared.
At this moment, the injuries inside his body were too serious, and the divine power in his body had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. Fighting like this would have a great impact on the divine body. At the same time, he also knew very well that he wanted to kill in a short time. It is not so easy to drop each other.
The demon of the demon race left, and after Feng Chen condensed his figure, he found that he did not feel the slightest breath of the devil of the demon race. After thinking about it, he did not dare to stay longer, and cast a teleportation away. The serious injury in his body needed to be repaired immediately. At the same time, in order to prevent this person from invading the fairyland, he still has many things that he needs to arrange.
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On the throne of golden lacquered carvings in a mysterious palace somewhere, there were two old men who looked at the world. They looked like a man and a woman, but they looked a little weird. Two men had two on their heads. The horns, and the female's head is covered with two one-foot long beards.
The sandalwood scented on the platform in the temple was smoky.
The inner pillars of this hall are supported by a number of red giant pillars, each of which is engraved with a swirling, lifelike golden dragon and fire phoenix, which are particularly spectacular.
"The two patriarchs of Qilu, just now there are strange differences in the inner circle of the tribe. According to the display on the circle, there are two powerful breaths in the immortal realm. These two are one magic and one immortal. This shows that the two breaths are both They all surpassed the level of emperor's later cultivation and reached the realm of a half-step god-man! "
"One immortal and one demon? Half-step god? Human race has such a proud, it seems that the human race's luck has not come to an end!"
The old man with two horns on his head, his eyes were a little surprised.
For many years, maybe ten thousand years, maybe thousand years, as time goes by, even this old man doesn't know how many years have passed, and the human race has never appeared so proud.
It is a piece of heavy news that the human monk's strength derived from the low-level plane of fairyland can reach the level of half-step god-man.
"Let the order continue, let the Goming Gouzun brothers go to the lower bounds, the human race will not allow the birth of a king!" The old man quickly ordered, and then his eyes fell into contemplation.
This old man is one of the patriarchs of the demon clan of the world, the body is the five-claw golden dragon, and the woman sitting next to him is also one of the clan of the demon clan, and her body is the phoenix.
The demon tribe is not prosperous, and it is extremely difficult to breed offspring, but don't look at them, but they are all masters, and there are few races in the world who dare to provoke them.
This is why the demon can occupy a place in the vast world of the world.
One hundred thousand years ago, the divine realm was a three-legged standing force. The three races were the monster, the demon, the beast, and the three races. The subsequent rise of the human race made them feel the threat of death and the struggle for benefits. Therefore, the three races abandoned Formerly, the three ethnic groups jointly suppressed the monks.
Once the three races are united, this force cannot be underestimated. The wars continue, and the human races are losing ground. In this battle, the human races fell to twelve kings, and these three races sacrificed more than twenty. God king strong.
Now, there are less than five strong human kings in the human race. In desperation, the three races began to discuss. Finally, they reached the opinion that the human race should not have another king, and forced the human race to continue to put pressure on the human race and let them agree to this. The so-called opinion, otherwise, the battle will end.
In order for the Terrans to avoid the destruction of life, a mid-level peak king of the Terrans finally agreed, because he could not prevent the three races from attacking, because the Terrans must continue, and at the moment need to be patient.