In the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron, Long Zang's roar, who was beaten to the point of being confused, came to his senses, from the beginning to disdain, quickly turned into a ghost crying and howling, and then quickly turned into an extremely miserable roar. The terrifying Wu Yan refined his immortal body into ashes inch by inch, causing Long Zang to tremble all over his body...

"No, second brother, go!" The whale saint Jin Ruchao was frightened when he heard it. He roared sharply, no longer entangled with the immortal power of the Disillusioned Saint King, so he wanted to forcibly shake Xuanyuan Peng's cave crystal wall system and escape...

"Where to go?" Before the two whale holy kings escaped, the disillusioned holy king and the iron holy king jumped out of the Hongmeng Tower like lightning, blocking their way out.

"Hmph, both of them are immortal saints. How noble, they are actually willing to fall into depravity. To worship Xuanyuan Peng, a seventh-level junior, as the master, it is simply a shame to the Qi Refiner. I know that you two are also forced to do this. Let's join forces with us and join the power of my four saints kings, and they can definitely suppress Xuanyuan Peng!" Jin Ruchao's Saint King, his eyes flashed with cunning light, and wanted to alienate the two saints kings, Disillusionment and Steel...

If it were ordinary people who forced to recognize their masters, they would have been persuaded by Jin Ruchao. However, the two holy kings of Disillusion and Steel were not simply subjugated, but were converted believers who were converted. Their soul thinking was brainwashed by the Conversion Sutra all day long, and they had long regarded Xuanyuan Peng as a living Buddha and a divine master. How could there be a trace of the pride of the immortal holy king?

"Just you are also disrespectful to my master? One of your ninth-level companions has been completely suppressed by our master and is being completely refined. His doomsday has been brought, and your doomsday is also close at hand, so don't try to escape!" The disillusioned Saint King scolded righteously.

"My lord is the only divine lord in the world. Only by following him can you reach the realm of heaven. What do you know?" In the tone of the Iron Saint King, Jin Ruchao and Jin Rulang were proudly slapped him to death. Is there any dignity of an immortal saint? He actually praised a small seventh-level saint with the dignified holy king, and he lost all his immortal power face!

"Jin Ruchao, it's your turn!" Xuanyuan Peng used the power of the Dragon Cang Holy King with a bomb, like a wolf and a tiger. With a flash, he flew behind the two whale holy kings: "Iron Blood Emperor, entangle me with Jin Rulang, we will defeat each one. The Whale Empire will be completely wiped out from the Xuan Realm from then on!"

"Abide by the order!" The Iron Blood Emperor let out a long roar, a torrent of steel, a sound of a bulging wave. The rolling steel waves drowned Jin Rulang...

"You lackey, you lackey..." Jin Rulang's Holy King roared repeatedly. He knew that Xuanyuan Peng wanted to separate him and Jin Ruchao and defeat them one by one, but the strength of the Iron Blood Emperor was there, and he had to concentrate on dealing with it. In this way, no one of them would survive...

"Stinky whale, I'll let you scold me. I'll let you scold me..." The Iron Blood Emperor stacked his ultimate move and tried his best to entangle the whale Holy King Jin Rulang. The two of them burst into the cave world, killing the sky and the earth they dominated!

"Xuanyuan Peng. Don't forget that I have sent a warning message to the ancient sword sect long ago. People will definitely come to the ancient sword sect, and they will definitely not watch us perish. I advise you to stop when you see it, and to withdraw from my whale empire obediently. The creatures in my country have died, and the Holy King of Dragon Gang have been refined by you. Are you still not satisfied? If you want to withdraw now, I swear with the great sea demon that I will forget the hatred today and never settle the score with you. How about it? How about it..." Jin Ruchao was surrounded by Xuanyuan Peng and the Saint King of Disillusionment in a cross-border attack. His eyes were rolling around and he suddenly screamed...

"Jin Ruchao, you didn't say anything, and you were in vain. From the moment you attacked and robbed my treasure, you were doomed to end your destruction. Besides, the creatures in the entire whale empire were killed by your blood-sacrificial sea demons. What do you have to do with me? Disillusioned, come on..." Xuanyuan Peng sneered, it's too late to beg for mercy now!

"Thousands of Illusions are destroyed!" The Saint King of Disillusionment came out with a palm, and the rolling illusions swept over, as if countless illusions were superimposed between the heaven and earth, and various mirage-like illusions flowed all over the sky, surrounding the whale holy king Jin Ruchao, making him both illusion and real, and he couldn't tell whether the Saint King of Disillusionment is far or near, whether it is attacking or defending...

"Ah, the Whale Emperor's Sea Fist..." Jin Ruchao howled wildly, and suddenly turned into a huge whale. The wide fins looked like a big hand in the sky, slapped it out crazily regardless of front, back and left and right...

"The Witch God is coming! Jin Ruchao, let's see how I beat you..." Xuanyuan Peng roared sharply, stretched out his big hand, and five fingers seemed to be a pillar supporting the sky, and with the power of the rolling witch god, he suddenly slashed down...

The power of the witch god is the most barbaric brute force, not much fancy, not much weirdness, barbaric, grand, open and close, slash down with one palm, and press the enemy directly to the body, forcing the enemy to fight head-on, and use his own strength to attack the enemy's shortcomings!

"Junior, junior, I'll fight you!" Jin Ruchao almost bleeded. His counterattack did not even break the attack of the Disillusioned Saint King. Xuanyuan Peng's witch god's body had already hit his back. The terrifying force wave contained in the palm made him feel creepy. If he didn't resist, he might be completely bombarded by a palm...

"Peng!" The huge whale fist and the witch god came to his body were fiercely bombarded...

"Puchik..." At the same time, the thousand illusions of the Disillusioned Holy King were destroyed, like countless palm shadows sweeping from all directions, slashing on the huge whale body of Jin Rushio like raindrops...

"Puff...puff...puff..." Jin Ruchao was attacked by the front and back, and couldn't help coughing blood. His body trembled violently and hissed. He shouted: "Junior, Xuanyuan, you have a kind of one-on-one. If you really have a kind of kind, just go with me one-on-one. Look at me, Jin Ruchao, you will be afraid that you will not succeed..."

"Puchi!" Before Jin Ruchao could finish his words, a lightning-like dark magic spear suddenly pierced his chest, exploded from his broad whale back, and burst out a large wave of blood...

"The Spear of the God of the Underworld!" Xuanyuan Peng took advantage of his weakness and asked him to die. He took advantage of his yelling and was seriously injured, burning energy, and succeeded with his spear, and then he whistled: "Don't waste your time. When you summoned the sea demon just now, three holy kings would deal with me without any means. Why don't you say one-on-one? Now, you're dead in a moment, struggling to death. Humph, it's too late for you to say anything, I won't give you any chance to survive!"

"I'll fight with you..." Jin Ruchao roared, raised his big hand and was about to slash out...

"Don't forget my existence!" Seeing his master's spear, the Saint King of Disillusionment made great contributions, he let out a joyful roar and fiercely used the Thousand Illusion Sacred Technique, and exploded a fierce attack, causing Jin Ruchao to roar repeatedly, and had to distract his body against him...

"The Witch God is coming, the Witch God is coming... Blow me..." Xuanyuan Peng's murderous aura was like rainbow, and he suddenly exploded the wide fish fin that Jin Ruchao and him were splattering. As the blood waves splattered, he suddenly sacrificed the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron, turned into a big mountain, and suppressed it violently...

"Bang, bang, bang..." The Wanwu Cauldron flew up and down, smashed three times in a row, plus Xuanyuan Peng's witch god coming in, the Thousand Illusion Sacred Technique of the Disillusioned Saint King, Jin Ruchao roared repeatedly, and the huge whale body that was more than 100,000 meters long was beaten to the point of flesh and blood, and his bones were broken. His screams were earth-shaking...

"Puff..." Jin Ruchao's huge whale body was completely blown up, and its vast flesh and blood were collected into the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron. The twelve witch demons roared happily, spewing out rolling witch flames, and violently refining the whale Holy King...

"Jin Rulang, it's your turn, hahaha..." Xuanyuan Peng, like a wolf and a tiger, led the Disillusioned Holy King, and suddenly formed a triangle, and together with the Iron Blood Emperor, surrounded the last whale Holy King...

"No, Xuanyuan Peng, you can't kill all the people like this. I, Jin Rulang, is also a saint king. I am willing to be your follower, even if I am your slave. I have pity for seven or eight thousand years of cultivation. I don't want to die. Please, the Xuandao family in the world, why kill all the people like this? Keep me, keep me and do more for you. Haven't you taken two saint kings? I am willing to be your third saint king-level follower, just to save my life, how, how?"

Jin Rulang panicked. The two saint kings of the sea clan, Long Zang and his brother, Jin Ruchao, were all brutal and blasted and refined. He was the only one left. The reinforcements of the ancient sword sect were nowhere to be seen for a long time, and he was timid...

When a person is timid, he still has to take care of his immortal dignity? In order to survive, he does not hesitate to speak humble words, even to be a slave, just to survive...

Like the beast tribe, the most important thing is to bully the weak, survive the weak and perish. Their survival rule is the law of the naked jungle. No matter what level of cultivation Xuanyuan Peng's own level, he has two immortal holy kings under his command, which is a reality. The two saint kings of the sea tribe died under his terrifying demon cauldron. Jin Rulang didn't want to die. In order to survive, he immediately spoke out about his weakness and never dared to be tough again...

"If I appear, you beg for mercy. Become my follower. No problem. I will agree. However, it is absolutely impossible now. Your hands are covered with the souls of billions of creatures. There are too many grievances. If I accept your words, my luck will also be affected. Jin Rulang, don't say anything, accept the fate of death obediently!" Xuanyuan Peng passed on his thoughts. He, the two Holy Kings of Disillusionment and Steel, exploded the strongest killing moves and attacked...

"Ah, I'm not willing to give up..." In the tragic roar of despair, Jin Rulang, who was attacking the beast, was beaten to death by three killing moves. Dozens of bloody holes appeared densely on the magnificent whale body... (This site (.),.)
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