Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Little Saint Jinpeng looked at the demon king who was the pinnacle of Lily Dao among the demon king races, as if he had nothing.

Its eyes were full of anger and fierceness.

Beside him, more than two thousand Hedao Demon Kings sheltered him, as if the stars arched over the moon, surrounded by Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi.

This is the holy son of Huntian Sacred Mountain, the heir of that Huntian Pengzun. With more than two thousand combined Dao Demon King guards, he will sweep this side of the demon king and seize the ancient demon order.

Obviously, this is Huntian Pengzun paving the way for the descendants, letting them enter the ancient emperor domain.

For a time, in the entire Demon King Ring, all the Demon Kings ignored Qin Xuan, and a great demon roared, uneasy, panic, anger, and all emotions turned into roars to convey.

...

One of the sacred mountains, a middle-aged man with an eagle eye and a hook nose stands with his hand.

He seemed to see through tens of millions of miles to see the demon king in the ring.

On the side, there is a penny bird that is tall and black, with feathers like jade.

"Father, with the second brother's strength, it is not difficult to win a wild ancient demon order. Why make such a big movement." Mo Peng said slowly, "I am afraid that this move will cause dissatisfaction with other holy mountain demon venerables. "

Hun Tianpeng's eagle eyes were indifferent, "Dissatisfaction? What's the dissatisfaction? As one of the demon lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain, they didn't even give me a barren ancient demon order, so what qualifications do they have to be dissatisfied?"

A hint of coldness flashed across Huntian Pengzun's eyes, "Don't think that revealing the wild ancient demon order that the three guys in the Three Emperors Valley are fighting for will make me calm down."

"The seven sacred demon, all know that I have two heirs under my command, but they only give me the news of a wild ancient demon order. I haven't made a big fuss, and I have given the rest of the holy mountain demon face."

Hun Tian Pengzun paused, then spoke again.

"Night Demon, this time the Demon King challenged 30 million Hedao Peak Demon Kings. How many hidden existences have already appeared. Although Jin Peng is not weak, this matter is important. How can we neglect?"

"What the Father wants is for you to enter the ancient emperor realm together. You can't live without one!"

"This time, your brothers must seize an emperor's heart in the ancient emperor realm. The rest of the sacred mountains despise the father, but it is because the father used the power of the fall of his grandfather to enter a sacred mountain. Only the Mahayana lower grade, so I don't even want to hand over a wild ancient demon order." Huntian Pengzun's voice was calm, but the Night Demon beside him heard his suppressed anger.

The sacred mountain of all monsters, one hundred sacred mountains, its father occupies one of them, and is the lord of the sacred mountains.

However, there were more than 3,000 ancient demon orders, and even one was unwilling to give it to its father. The most important thing was that its father was too weak.

Although there are immortal veins to help, the cultivation base of the Mahayana lower grades is far from the rest of the monsters.

"Father does not need to be annoyed, if I enter the ancient emperor realm, I will win the emperor's heart, and I will help my father." The night demon said thickly.

Hun Tian Pengzun couldn't help but nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the rest of the Demon King Challenge, his eyes gloomy.

"The Valley of the Three Emperors, when I enter the Mahayana Middle Grade, it will be the time when you wait for the Three Emperors to die!"

This sentence, it only spoke in its heart, that the three emperors were extraordinary, even he had never been sure to kill them, otherwise, last time, it would not allow these three emperors to leave.

...

Qin Xuan wouldn't care what was on the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain.

At this moment, he stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the demon king at the peak of more than two thousand co-daos and the little sage child of Jinpeng.

In the Demon King Ring, only the Jinpeng Little Saint Son was prestigious, and the rest of the Demon King at the pinnacle of Hedao were all dead.

"Little Saint Jinpeng, son of your great demon, do you want to take my chances?"

A Demon King spoke unwillingly, and as soon as the sound fell, a cold light flashed across the eyes of the little Sage Child Jinpeng.

"You are also worthy to speak in front of this son!?"

With a cold cry of Pengbird, Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi moved in an instant.

The many Demon Kings at the pinnacle of the Combination Dao only saw a touch of golden light, which appeared in front of the demon king who was making noise.

The demon king who had spoken before was even more shocked.

Immediately, it roared, using its own magical powers.

It is a giant tortoise with basalt bloodline, and its defense is extremely terrifying.

I saw the giant tortoise demon king locked in the tortoise shell, and for an instant, there was even more natal power transformed into a phantom basalt, if it is absolutely defensive, it cannot be broken.

boom!

In an instant, Jinpeng's little saint child's peng claws landed on the phantom Xuanwu image.

Many Demon Kings could clearly see that the virtual image collided with Peng Claw, and the surrounding void collapsed and spread in an instant.

Vaguely, the tip of the Peng Claw actually penetrated the Xuanwu virtual image and pierced the tortoise shell for one point. The demon power, defense, in the Peng Claw, was penetrated little by little.

The killing intent in the eyes of Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi was filled, and it suddenly turned up to the sky and cried.

I saw that some golden substance was growing on the Peng's claws. When the tortoise shell was in contact with the golden substance, it seemed as if Chunxue met the scorching sun, constantly being corroded.

In the end, amidst the roar of the giant tortoise, the cave was corroded abruptly.

Immediately, Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi rushed into the tortoise shell, and within a moment, the other end of the giant tortoise shell was broken.

A Jinpeng came out in the blood, and the blood stained the golden feathers.

A demon pill was directly swallowed by Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi.

"Who else, dare to speak out and ask Ben Shengzi?"

The sound of Pengming resounded through the Demon King, the **** Golden Peng, and if there was an ancient fierce beast, fierce and arrogant, it would make all the demon kings present at the pinnacle of Hedao change their colors.

"The Wind of Indestructibility!"

Qin Xuan muttered to himself looking at the little Jinpeng son.

The wind of indestructibility is one of the middle-ranking powers, and this little Jinpeng son, actually cultivated this way to the realm of refining the way, destroying and piercing the tortoise shell with the blood of basalt.

Its strength is definitely not a weak one among the Demon King at the pinnacle of Hedao.

If it can enter the Mahayana realm, the ordinary demon venerable that can definitely sweep the lower-grade Mahayana, and even the middle-grade Mahayana demon venerable, may not be the opponent of this Jinpeng little saint child.

All the demon kings are full of fear.

The strength of Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi is too terrifying, not to mention that there are more than two thousand Hudao Peak Demon Kings on the scene.

This little Saint Jinpeng wants to win the first place in the Demon King Challenge, who dares to be the enemy? Who can be the enemy! ?

Even if the Jinpeng is **** and arrogant, what should he do?

Some big demon complexions were distorted, and finally, a demon king said, "Panniu is willing to lose, and the demon king is out!"

"Zihong is willing to lose, come out of the Demon King Challenge!"

"Roar... I'm willing to lose, come out of the Demon King Challenge!"

The Demon King who counted on the peak of Lily Dao gave up at this moment.

Although the ancient demon order is good, the opportunity to shake the ancient emperor's domain is heavy, but how can it be compared with fate!

But within a dozen breaths, hundreds of Demon Kings all left in this Demon King Challenge.

The little saint son of Jinpeng looked at it and couldn't help screaming like a prestige.

"You wait, too, this desolate ancient demon order can already be in the hands of this holy child!" Jinpeng little holy child shakes his wings and looks proudly at the demon king of the more than two thousand Huntian holy mountains.

The many demon kings looked at each other and wanted to retreat.

As long as they retreat, this demon king will be regarded as Jinpeng Xiaoshengzi who has won.

Suddenly, a Demon King of Hedao Peak hesitated, and said: "Holy Son, there is another fellow who never left!"

All the demon kings were startled, including the little sage son of Jinpeng, who couldn't help but flashed a thick blood in his eyes.

It suddenly turned its head and looked into the ring...

Dressed in white, masked!