"Well? Dugu old man, don't you want to disobey the Nether Dragon Realm?" Xuanyuan Peng raised his eyebrows and his face darkened, and he was about to turn against the Dugu clan.

In his eyes, it would never be possible to give Dugu tribe more hesitation without rubbing sand. This kind of rebel family has been secretly managed for many years. Although he is forced to seem desperate, it is not yet time to end. Xuanyuan Peng is always more careful than believe.

You must never trust rebellious families easily.

"...Don't dare, the little old man will go to attack the Nether Dragon Realm now, and he will definitely live up to the trust of the Little Demon Lord!" Dugu's old patriarch, Dugu Yinyang said in a hurry, suddenly got up from his kneeling position, and was hit by the half-emperor, roaring at the tribesmen who were seriously injured: "Quickly burn the original divine power to treat the injuries, and then our clan concentrates all his strength to attack the Nether Dragon Realm and gain the trust of the Little Demon Lord!"

"Yes, the leader!" More than three million Dugu people responded loudly, burning the original immortal aura one by one, quickly recovering from their injuries, and then quickly forming a square formation. Under the leadership of Dugu Yin and Yang, they rushed towards the Nether Dragon Realm with great momentum.

"Okay, Dugu Old Thief, you are so soon, you will turn against my Nether Dragon Tribe. Humph, my little demon master in the Nether Dragon Realm cannot be defeated. If you die, you will never conquer my realm!" The old patriarch of the Nether Dragon Tribe seemed to curse very angry, waving his dragon crutch, with a harsh voice.

"Old friend, I have no choice but to do anything. For the future and destiny of my Dugu clan, I can only attack your Minglong tribe, unless you, like me, choose to surrender to the little demon master, surrender, beg him, and let you have a way out of life, and you and I may be exempted from this war." Dugu Yin and Yang led the family legion and rushed to the Minglong realm in a black way. Before he could fly, he would first persuade him to surrender.

"This... My Nether Dragon Realm is as solid as a god, why should I surrender? Unless the little demon Lord promised this tribe to give independent command, and a title to the peak Nether Emperor, and have hereditary power from generation to generation. It is not impossible for my Nether Dragon Tribe to surrender to him again..." The old leader of the Nether Dragon cultivated sinisterly.

"Your conditions are too harsh. Old Minglong, you and I are ultimately a rebel clan. If you want to win the trust of the little Demon Lord, you must first make him believe in your sincerity. Why do you have to mention many conditions? You can't accept it when you hear the little Demon Lord? It's too unsincere, right?" Dugu Yinyang led the family army, under the supervision of Xuanyuan Peng and others, flew to the vicinity of the Minglong Realm like raindrops, and quickly extended, forming a surround in all directions, and quickly approaching the Minglong Realm, as if he was close to the close combat and attacking hard...

"The Demon Lord seems to be not a big opponent. We must strictly prevent the two major rebels from joining the same interface..." The old man Dugu Yinyang, who had been pleading for thousands of years ago, changed his expression and reminded Xuanyuan Peng in time.

"Hmph, let them perform as much as possible. I am also brewing a big move, hehehe..." Xuanyuan Peng had no expression on his face and was prepared for a long time. He looked at the change. When the Bahuang and others heard this, they felt a little relieved.

"Hahaha, old guy, come in quickly, stop acting, Little Demon Lord, you were deceived by my two old guys, hahaha..." The old patriarch of the Nether Dragon Realm suddenly had a divine thought, and opened countless doors to enter and exit the Nether Dragon Realm, and laughed wildly.

"Clanmen, hurry up and enter the Nether Dragon Realm, Little Demon Lord, you little fool, go to die for me, hahahaha..." Dugu Yin and Yang thought he was planning to do it, and sneered, speeded up, and the first shot into the Nether Dragon Realm. The other Dugu people also had the light of luck and safety in their eyes, and hurriedly shot in towards the entrance and exit doors that were approaching in front of them.

In an instant, more than three million Dugu people rushed into the Nether Dragon Realm like lightning. With a buzzing sound, the protective array of the entire Nether Dragon Realm quickly closed the doors in and out with the support of the emergency burning of the Emperor's Level Source River, and restored the seamless protective light tower.

The Dugu clan army approached the Minglong Realm in all directions with a strong attack. Once the door was opened, they rushed in faster than the other ones. The whole process was as fast as a flash of lightning. The two major rebel clans seemed to be tacit, and they didn't have to speak long ago. As soon as they saw the action, they judged the other's intentions.

"Hahaha, Little Demon Lord, you are such an idiot, who deserves to be the Lord of the Underworld? I'm gonna!"

"What a thing? I was easily blinded by the performance of my elders. Such a childish person is also worthy of directing us as resourceful Dugu tribe and the Nether Dragon tribe? A joke is simply a joke!"

"Xuanyuan Peng, go and eat me shit. I have cheated you. I'm going to beat me and kill me?"

"Where is your Waste God Bronze Man? You can take it out and smash it a few times before trying my Golden Soup Interface?"

"Wow, the little demon Lord was easily fooled, the new Ming clan is all stupid*..."

"I have never seen such a stupid person. I was deceived in public. If it were Xuanyuan Peng, I would draw my sword and commit suicide by wiping my neck. I can't afford to lose this person!"

"Then Xuanyuan Peng was as thick as a city wall. He finally climbed to the throne of the little demon lord. He was also held by the stinky feet of the Overlord, Mingde, and the old toad of Jintang. He was willing to commit suicide?"

"Yes, Xuanyuan Peng is extremely shameless. He would rather throw someone to death. It seems that he would rather commit suicide than commit suicide to thank the old Demon Lord. What's the matter? The old Demon Lord chose the wrong person!"

"Oh, I remember how wise the Supreme Demon Lord was back then. I didn't expect that I would choose an extremely idiot little fool today and still dream of rising up. I will laugh to death the emperors in the world..."

In the Nether Dragon Realm, the Nether Dragon Clan and the Dugu Clan gathered together, and they were filled with joy. Relying on the protective formation that could resist the attack of Xuanyuan Peng Half Emperor, they were more arrogant, more arrogant, more arrogant, more jumping and more joyful, and sarcastic...

Their purpose is very simple. They anger Xuanyuan Peng, anger the Overlord and the senior management of the Xinming clan, let them find flaws, and use a fierce counterattack to completely defeat the faith army commanded by Xuanyuan Peng, so as to completely eradicate future troubles.

So they say whatever they say, and the success of Dugu tribe's successful deception of Xuanyuan Peng made them forget that they were simply forgetful.

"Hahaha, very good. The two major rebel tribes will join together and slaughter them together! Dugu Old Man, this is your own opportunity, don't blame me for not giving you the chance to repent!" Opposite the Nether Dragon Realm, in the underworld tens of thousands of meters away, the overlord and other popular faces were red and thick, but Xuanyuan Peng was mentally prepared. Instead, he felt happy to see the two major rebel tribes joining together, and they were so smooth!

"One Qi transforms into three purity! Twelve witch gods are coming! The bronze man of the wild god! Holy monument! Emperor seal! Let's explode them all!" Xuanyuan Peng had been secretly brewing the strongest attack. He turned a deaf ear to the countless sarcastic sounds coming with the wind, and suddenly the strongest power he could combine together exploded at this moment!

Boom... Suddenly, his giant Kun turned into a Peng, and his divine body soared, hundreds of thousands of miles away, as if he was standing tall! Every pore of his pore was covered with extremely dazzling golden light, and countless majestic and surging forces were stimulating, blending, brewing, boiling, and erupting in his body...

Long!... Xuanyuan Peng waved the bronze man of the Wilderness God. On the basis of the original deity, the three energy clones, the twelve witch gods coming to the nine-fold increase in combat power of the Emperor Seal, he crazily bombarded the interface of the Nether Dragon tens of thousands of meters away.

He held the big hand of the burning imperial source energy bronze man, which was covered with countless secret patterns of the holy monument. The phantom of the imperial seal appeared in his palm. He blessed the power of the two divine artifacts of the Holy monument and the Emperor Seal together and injected it into the bronze man of the desolate god!

"The little rebel tribe dares to deceive me in front of me, hum, retribution will come immediately, and I will never give you any chance of life. This is your own way of death. Don't blame me for not giving you a way to live!" Xuanyuan Peng's roar was shocking, trembling, and thundering into the void...

"No, no, quickly burn the Emperor's Source River, Dugu people, Minglong people, burn your strongest original energy and inject it into the protective array..." The old leader of Minglong and Dugu's old leader changed their faces when they saw the terrifying and terrifying attack, and they couldn't help but their souls were trembling...

"The power of the dominant level is definitely the power of the master..." The old patriarchs of the two major rebel clans screamed in fear. Their faces were as proud and arrogant as soon as possible, and in an instant, pale as paper, without any blood...

The rebel tribes who were making unremarkable words and trying to stimulate Xuanyuan Peng and the Nether Clan's forces to be frustrated and revealed their flaws were shocked and lost in their hearts and rushing to burn the original energy. Everyone tried their best to pour the burning original energy into the eyes of the formation...

In an instant, the light burned to the limit. The protection power rose to the limit and reached the limit. It could no longer be enhanced. It can be said that at this moment, the two major rebel tribes and millions of tribes burned the imperial source river and the original energy, digging the power of this peak protective magic array to the limit, and it could no longer be discovered with a little potential.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." That bronze man of the wild god was like a burning bronze flame. In the flames, there were secret patterns of the holy monument, the secret patterns of the imperial seal, and the sound of breaking through the air, as if countless ghosts and gods were crying and trembling...
Chapter completed!