In the scroll, a bird's head slowly poked out, and its thick and slender neck was colorful feathers, followed by a mountain-like body. A pair of wings stretched out to cover the sky and the sun, rolling with a tide-like rolling demonic aura attached to the wings. It was just flapping its wings, and then pushing tens of thousands of feet of tornado.

The strange bird had a high head, and the remaining two heads were illusory, swaying like shadows and fog. All the immortals, holy and demons stopped the attack in front of them and looked at the scene in disbelief.

It's the auntie!

Gu Huzu had three pairs of wings, but at this time the remaining two pairs seemed as erratic as their heads and could not display their power.

"That's the breath of the demon god!"

"God bless the demon clan! It is the help of the Tao! The human clan will surely be destroyed!"

"Kill! With the help of the demon god, why worry about the Demon Slaying Sect! "

The demon clan's saints were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and the murderous intent on their faces burst out. On the other hand, the human clan was like a loss of his parents, and the Immortal Emperor could not take action, and the protection formation was difficult to sustain at the moment. How could they fight against the phantom of the demon god in front of them?

But after the sky, the old man from Yinshan, who was besieged by the three ghost emperors, kept ringing in his heart, and he felt that his soul seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"How is this possible!"

When the shadow of this demon god appeared, even the attacks of the three ghost emperors in front of him could no longer make the old man in Yinshan feel difficult.

Not to mention that the demon clan formation has not started to operate yet, even if it is used to attract the animal power, how could it attract the shadow of the demon god in front of you?

The old man in Yinshan knew very well that this figure must have been used by Zhang Yifeng!

"How could that monster have such a great opportunity!!"

The old man in Yinshan roared in his heart, without any hesitation, and fought with the three ghost emperors in front of him, wanting to fight a bloody path to escape.

When the Guhuo Demon Bird appeared, there was no suspense in this battle, even if he had all his trump cards, it would be futile.

At this moment, in the Demon-Slaying Sect, Zhang Yifeng sweated his forehead, his face turned pale and there was no blood. If the chaotic aura in Zhang Yifeng's body was like a torrent of a river, then the operation of this "Guhu Painting Scroll" would be a flood discharge.

However, it was almost like urging Zhang Yifeng to dry out of the scroll.

"You kid is just an immortal saint. It is already incredible that you can activate this magic weapon in the upper realm."

Master Tong was floating in front of Zhang Yifeng, amazed.

"Kill them!"

After a few breaths, the demon saint's shouting and killing had already arrived in front of Zhang Yifeng. At this moment, a thin wind blew by. The demon saint had no time to react. However, a breeze was blown away by a breeze. All the flesh and blood of the soul were left. Only a skeleton that maintained its last appearance in life fell from the air and shattered.

Zhang Yifeng grew a breath of turbid air: "At least, this power is proportional to the consumption."

This is the magic weapon of the upper realm, which has power far surpasses that of the Chaos Realm.

Above the sky, the six birds of Guhuo's demon birds jumped and their wings were also waving randomly. But if you look closely, you can see a rhythm from it, as if some kind of sacrificial dance from the prehistoric world, with fine winds blowing, coiling around the Guhuo's demon birds as the center into a hurricane.

Zhang Yifeng felt for no reason that even the powerful emperor realm would be blown away by the hurricane and completely dissipated in this world.

A wisp of fine wind blew into the battlefield, as if intentional, avoided all the human cultivators, and only blew the demon cultivators. After a hundred breaths, the hurricane was calmed down. The Demon Slaying Sect seemed to be like a wind disaster, and the eyes were full of broken walls.

In addition, the arrogant demon saint left only one broken bone, and all the demon clans who came to attack the Demon-Slaying Sect this time were wiped out.

The demon cultivators didn't even have time to shout, and the fine wind blew by and could not resist it, so they lost their practice of practice.

Zhang Yifeng's nostrils were bleeding and his eyes were covered with blood. He forced himself to take back the scroll with some strength and collapsed on the ground.

Next to him, Qing Yurou escaped from the shock. When she saw Zhang Yifeng's appearance, she hurriedly came forward to support Zhang Yifeng: "How can you make yourself look like this! Even if you kill those demon saints yourself, you can kill them all."

"I can kill all of you, but how can the disciples and masters of the sect bear such an offensive?"

Zhang Yifengqiang squeezed out a smile, patted Qing Yurou's back of her hand, and fell asleep.

In a daze, Zhang Yifeng felt that something seemed to be more in his body, which was the supreme power of the power of the hungry ghosts and the power of the human world.

It seems that it should be the power of the animal.

In this way, Zhang Yifeng felt even more happy. This "Gu Huo Painting Scroll" was indeed extraordinary, but if you use it like this, you can get a trace of the animal power from it.

This battle shocked the entire Chaos Realm.

Speaking of the Chaos Realm, there is no sect in the practice of the Chaos Realm. In addition to the Demon-Slaying Sect, it is also the imperial clan. The imperial clans are composed of demons and demon clans. The imperial clans that took action this time have all suffered a great blow. If there were no powerful people in the imperial realm, they would have been destroyed.

The old man in Yinshan fled back to the imperial clan, and the crazy demon clan's imperial realm strong man wished to peel off the old man in Yinshan and get cramps.

Each imperial clan has dispatched nearly the entire clan's holy realm powerhouses. If it weren't for the large formation that needed the joint maintenance of the imperial powerhouses, and even wishing that they would take action to attack the Demon Slaying Sect, it was a sure thing, but Zhang Yifeng's variable made the demon clan's planning fail.

This battle is equivalent to a complete breakup with the Demon-Slaying Sect. In the future, in this Chaos Realm, except for a group of imperial clans led by the Demon-Slaying Sect, the other tribes and Demon-Slaying Sect will be in a state of dying.

"This kid is really a mess."

In the Chaos Tower, the Immortal Emperor Daocheng laughed. They naturally knew everything that happened outside, but did not interfere at all.

"Since it is a destiny of cause and effect, this incident has not been unexpected."

The Chongyang Immortal Emperor remained silent, with no turbulence at all. The Bai Emperor stood up slowly, looked at the nine light balls in front of him, and smashed the one belonging to the old man in Yinshan: "I'll go back."

"Hey, what are you doing? There are destined numbers, what's the point of intervening?"

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Emperor Daocheng hurriedly stood up and stopped Baidi. The Immortal Emperor Chongyang beside him also looked at Baidi and said, "Yes, why don't you and I know about the affairs of heaven and earth here? Let it go, with the Lord of the Divine Court, it will be in chaos."

Sijue for a while, Baidi sat cross-legged and looked at the only eight light balls in front of him. After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Forget it."

In this battle, Zhang Yifeng fell asleep for another half a year.
Chapter completed!