Chapter 806: The Disguised meteor demon king!

Is there any benevolence and righteousness between Xilan demons and spiritual immortals? Obviously not!

Although he agreed happily on the surface, and between Wan Tianmu, the old puppet and the old demon of Xilan, they are obviously all ghosts.

At this moment, Wan Tianmu stood with his hands on his back and shouted, "Okay, just follow what you said. You can choose ten demon kings first. We will have Taoist friends here to fight!"

The old devil heard it, smiled and looked at his own demon king.

Soon, the old demon and the old demon selected ten demon kings together. When these ten demon kings were selected, they stepped out and came to the center of the battlefield.

Seeing these ten demon kings, Wan Tianmu and the old puppet frowned.

"The highest of these ten demon kings is the third level of the demon king, and there is no peak of the third level of the demon king, and more of them are the second level of the demon king, which is equivalent to the middle of the emperor's road. It seems that in this first round, the old devil does not intend to take out the main combat power. The old puppet said in a cold voice.

Wan Tianmu frowned and said, "I'm afraid of some of the most mysterious demon kings such as the meteorite demon king. We also have Taoist friends who can fight with other powerful demon kings, but the meteorite demon king is really powerful. Even the peak of the imperial road can't take advantage of it, and there is even a fall."

"The most important thing is that the meteorite demon king is extremely mysterious. I remember that the last time he killed the emperor's strong man, I didn't even have a chance to rescue him." The old puppet gritted his teeth and said.

Wantianmu sighed and immediately said, "Which Taoist friend came forward to fight?"

Ye Xuan stood in the crowd and did not speak.

At this time, a white-haired strong man stood up and said, "Lord Wan, I am willing to fight!"

"Haha, it turned out to be a white-haired Taoist friend. I heard that the strength of the white-haired Taoist friend has risen sharply recently. Now that he is fighting, he will definitely win the first prize." Wan Tianmu laughed loudly.

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "The younger generation must live up to his mission!"

The white-haired old man has stood out.

"Spiritual immortals, who dares to fight!" Among the demons, a demon king laughed.

"Flying Demon King, I will meet you when I come!"

When standing out, the white-haired old man shouted in a cold voice, "Flying Devil, the battle 800 years ago failed to distinguish the winner. Let's compete today!"

Hearing this, the Flying Devil laughed and said, "It turns out that you are a white-haired old man. Just in time, I just wanted to teach you how to rise in 800 years!"

And then, another strong man from the imperial road began to sign up.

In the blink of an eye, nine strong emperors took the initiative to fight, and each of them chose each other's opponents.

"I'll go to war." Ye Xuan glanced around and found that the remaining strong people who had not fought in the imperial road had reached the late period of the imperial road or the peak of the imperial road. It was not good to reveal their strength at this time. Then he took the initiative to say.

"Let me do it." At this time, an old man in the late Dilu said slowly.

"Brother He, you are..." Ye Xuan asked puzzledly.

The old man touched his beard and said, "Although Ye Xiaoyou is only in the middle of the imperial road, I don't think Ye Xiaoyou is much worse than me. The remaining demon king is a new face. At most, it is only the first level of the demon king. Just give it to the old man. Ye Xiaoyou has the strength to fight against the three demon kings. Now it is only the first battle, and it is not good to reveal his strength. I don't know what Lord Wan looks like.

Wan Tianmu thought for a moment: "This battle will bother you!"

Hearing this, the crane Taoist said calmly, "Lord Wan, don't worry, you will live up to your mission!"

"He Taoist friends should be careful. This battle is the first battle, and He Taoist friends should not expose too much strength." The old puppet said.

"The younger generation understands." He Daoyou said with a smile.

Soon, the ten strong men of the imperial road chose the ten demon kings of Xilan, and the two sides were warlike and could fight at any time.

When the old demon saw this, he laughed and said, "Wan Tianmu, I heard that you spiritual immortals have a powerful Taoist friend named Ye Xuan, who seems to be also in the crowd. Why, why don't you look down on my demon king and dare not come out to fight?

When Wan Tianmu heard this, he naturally knew the idea of the old devil.

I'm afraid that this old devil wants to get some of Ye Xuan's strength through the first battle, and if there is a chance, the old devil will never find a chance to kill Ye Xuan mercilessly. Wan Tianmu couldn't understand how to let Ye Xuan participate in the first battle.

"Hahaha, old devil, your words are too ridiculous. It's really useless to give these low-level demon kings to Ye Daoyou. You don't even understand this truth, do you?" Wan Tianmu sneered.

When the old demon heard this, he smiled and said carelessly, "Now that the opponent has been selected, the little people below can also start to fight. Wan Tianmu, you have to be prepared. I'm going to order our demons to attack."

"Come here!" Wan Tianmu sneered. Will my spiritual immortals be afraid of your Xilan demons?

The old devil narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly, "Let's start!"

This word was like a thunder, and fell. In an instant, the low-level demons on the land rushed into the low air one by one, or flew, drilled the ground, and crawled on the land one by one. They were extremely fast and dark, overwhelmingly towards the low-level monks of the spiritual immortals.

Seeing here, Wan Tianmu narrowed his eyes and shouted fiercely, "Kill!"

This killing word fell, and the low-level monks of the spiritual immortals rushed to the Xilan demon army without any fear. The battle between the two armies was imminent. In the blink of an eye, the roar kept wandering, and the magic and true air wandered in the air.

On the ground, low air, the battle continues.

The war on the ground began, and the ten strong men on the imperial road were naturally not idle.

Seeing the battle on the ground, the white-haired old man shouted fiercely: "Flying devil, go to hell!"

After saying this, the ten strong men of the imperial road and the ten demon kings of Xilan's demons fought in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the magic spirit appeared, and the ten strong men of the imperial road all entered the magic spirit. It was difficult to observe the war in the inside from the outside world, but everyone knew that it was impossible to distinguish the victory or defeat in a short time.

Ye Xuan stood high in the air, his lips moved slightly, and muttered, "What are you doing when you don't stay in the city of Riyan?"

The object of his transmission is naturally Longmei.

It was just now that he found that Longmei was rushing out of the city of Riyan. He stopped her heart and quickly stopped it!

This is very in line with Longmei's character. In such a big scene of war, Longmei can be so excited that she can't find a home. It would be strange if she doesn't come out to join in the fun!

However, Ye Xuan doesn't want Longmei to join in this fun!

Hearing Long Mei's answer, Ye Xuan shouted with the taste of the order, "Go back quickly!"

When these words fell, Ye Xuan saw a demon dragon rushing into the battlefield.

With a roar, the demon dragon's tail rolled up, and in the blink of an eye, some low-level demons were taken away by the demon dragon. Many spiritual immortals saw this, and their morale increased greatly. Soon, the demon dragon seemed to be dissatisfied with their current opponents and went into the air to look for a more powerful opponent.

"..." Ye Xuan frowned when he saw that Longmei had entered the battlefield.

Soon, his consciousness dispersed, and he was relieved to see a man disguised as a low-level monk closely following Longmei.

He knew that the man disguised as a low-level monk was looking for the truth.

Although it is not reliable to 'find the truth', at least Longmei will not be in danger if it protects Longmei.

Seeing that Xunzhen was protected by Longmei, Ye Xuan was also able to focus his eyes on the strong man in front of him.

At this moment, he focused his eyes on the crane Taoist.

The crane Taoist is a new demon king who has just advanced the demon king. In terms of victory or defeat, no one will think that the crane Taoist will lose. Even, it is uncertain that the crane Taoist has killed the demon king.

After all, the crane Taoist has entered the late emperor's road for many years, and the demon king has obviously just reached the early stage of the emperor's road, and the gap in strength is not so easy to make up for.

Under Ye Xuan's curiosity, the field of sword unfolded.

Soon, the battle between the crane Taoist and the low-level demon king was clearly seen by him.

"Hm?" When he saw the battle between the two, Ye Xuan suddenly stopped.

Because his sword field can't completely detect the demon king in the magic spirit, but the demon king's body is looming, which is difficult to determine.

At the same time, the crane Taoist did not have the upper hand in the magic spirit, but was frequently suppressed!

When Ye Xuan saw this, he was stunned and could make him unable to completely distinguish the direction with the field of the sword. There was only one person in his memory!

That's the meteorite demon king!

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan was shocked and said, "No, senior Wan, save people quickly. The demon king who fights with crane friends is disguised by the meteorite demon king!"