"Rained Meteor", a planet with raging lava on the surface, a planet where volcanoes explode wildly. The atmosphere is filled with a strong smell of rotten eggs, which forces Yi Chen and the others to hold their breath. After all, inhaling too much carbon monoxide, hydrogen sulfide and other things is absolutely no benefit to the body. What is surprising is that on this planet with extremely harsh environment, many types of small creatures can be seen, such as a small lizard full of fiery red, and even spraying Mars from its mouth.

The serious Bucktu stood in front of the Dragon King and Soster, almost as if he was a villain, and said with a smile: "Two, the master actually asked me to take responsibility for this ambush operation, so I'm not polite. I think I'd better discuss the order of the action."

According to the Yi Chen Sect, the Demon Dragon King yawned lazily, clenched his fists heavily, and made a 'cracking' sound, and then ignored Baktu and said: "What else do you need to discuss? You are the commander, so the one who leads the battle hall must be the one who is in the Angry Battle Hall. Our Demon Dragon Palace has always been a pioneer and has been in the limelight. This time, let you Angry Battle Hall lead the battle hall."

The Demon Dragon King looked like he was thinking about Baktu. Look, I don’t want any credit, I’ll give you all the credits to the Angry War Hall. What a moral person I am.

Bactu was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something in his heart, and he couldn't help but stomp his feet heavily and hummed: "Okay, we will fight the first battle this time. You demon dragon and Xuanyin will be at the back. Don't let him escape... Men, come on to me, arrange it according to what I said, "Chaos Killing Array" and wait for the unopened Brahma Xin to come."

Bucktu was too lazy to say anything to Soster with a smile on his face. He rushed out of the atmosphere of the Meteor with a group of war god generals and more than 50,000 masters selected from the Angry War Hall. After setting up a formation, light flashed and they hid themselves with magic spells. Another war god general led a thousand wrathful generals to surround a crater, with the light flashing in his hands, ready to go.

Seeing Baktu leaving by the Demon Dragon King, Soster smiled sinisterly: "Soetuk, you have become much smarter recently." As he said that, Soster's eyes secretly glanced at Yi Chen, who was teasing a little lizard with his cane.

The Demon Dragon King laughed: "Damn, you only know? I have always been very smart... Damn, what do you mean? Are you sarcastic?"

Soster smiled a few times, "How dare I? Okay, let Bactu deal with Fanxin, we two must prepare to play at that time." Soster's face became so serious that it was rare, and he said gloomy: "It doesn't matter if all the people in the Angry War Palace are dead, but Bactu cannot die, otherwise we two would not have fought a person who is almost the Golden Immortal. Well, in about a few strokes, all the subordinates of the Angry War Palace will die. You should be happy, right? Hum?"

Soster took Chu Hongye and some of the senior leaders of Xuanyin Temple to fly out. At the hillside of a volcano, a hazy red mist floated out and their figures disappeared.

Yi Chen stood up lazily and whispered: "Soster is eager to fight the palace in anger, this guy."

The Demon Dragon King sneered repeatedly: "Did he not expect it? If the Angry War Palace is killed, he will always be trampled by me."

Yi Chen smiled faintly: "It's better to be the second child than to be the third child..."

The Demon Dragon King was stunned for a moment, looking at the sky, thinking. Yi Chen waved his hand, and tens of thousands of demon dragon guards in the Demon Dragon Palace took action at the same time, and various colors of light flashed. A huge magic circle enveloped all the more than 40,000 cultivators transferred from the Demon Dragon Palace this time.

The "Rain Meteor" returned to its former peace, and more than a dozen huge craters erupted wildly again. Huge, burning rocks with a diameter of hundreds of meters rushed out of the crater, rushed to a height of thousands of meters and then fell heavily. With a "boom", a huge hole was smashed on the ground, and countless flints splashed out. And those strange little creatures were shuttled back and forth among the flying flints, looking for something to eat.

Yi Chen looked at the little guys running quickly in a daze and whispered: "Well, they don't know about the interesting little things? Any small stone can kill them. But if there is no food, they will die..."

The Demon Dragon King's face suddenly became solemn and he whispered: "Yi, listen, someone is here... You must be careful. A person at the level of Golden Immortal, no matter whether he is a demon or a god, can kill tens of thousands of high-level monks in every move. You must be careful."

Kuangtian and his friends looked cold and they held their halberd tightly.

A wisp of black smoke, only about an inch thick, delayed a hundred miles of length and flew over like lightning. After flying around the "roasted meteor" for a few times in an instant, it directly threw itself to the surrounding volcano with a shrill sound of ghosts all over the sky.

With three sounds of "Puff puff puff puff", the black smoke suddenly dissipated and turned into a thick black mist. Then, three figures appeared. The three looked exactly the same, two were tall, but only the same thickness as a normal person. They were covered in black and were covered in green light. The strange man with black smoke slowly landed on the ground.

Swaying with long legs like bamboo poles, the three weirdos swayed and casually wade through the lava river on the ground and walked to the foot of the volcano. Then six extremely thin and long arms stretched out, and you could vaguely see a little green light flashing between your fingers. With a few shrill long roars, thousands of green fireflies and moths shot out, shooting into the void a hundred feet in front of him.

It seemed as if there was an invisible barrier there, and the firefly exploded with green ripples. Then, the entire meteor swayed to the earth, and a thin black light fell from the sky, like a gate. A square black hole slowly opened in the air, and countless ghost howlings came out from it. Even Yi Chen, Kesha and the others had already entered the level of the fantasy world, and their strength was considered half-immortals. When they heard the ghost howlings that seemed to be real, they suddenly buzzed in their ears and almost fell to the ground.

The three weirdos smirked and walked towards the portal at the same time.

With a "六" blow, the thousand and one angry warriors surrounding the volcano took action at the same time. Thousands of thunder fires rushed towards the black portal with "Yanggang Demon Suppression Curse". The portal that was originally forced to break through using the unstability of the Meteor Space was flashed out, and after a circle of ripples, it disappeared with a "boom".

The strange man's face immediately became extremely wonderful. He blinked his green eyes. The three slender legs that had already mentioned in the air for a long time had forgotten to put them down. He was stunned for a cup of tea. The three strange men cursed at the same time: "Damn, who dares to ruin the good things of the uncle? Who is it? Get out and die for me." The voice was shrill and sharp, as if a small saw blade was zippy on the sand tank, which was so ugly that it was tight.

As soon as he finished speaking, the monster took action. A black hand raised, a total of two feet in a radius, and a huge suction force rushed towards the crater. With a "sweep", the magic circle set up by the senior monks of the Qianwu War Hall was torn to pieces like a destruction, revealing the shocked war god general and the thousand-furious war general.

Bucktu's roar came from the air: "If you have the courage, come up to me, and I will teach you a good lesson." Bucktu showed up alone with his blood-red sword and challenged him. In order to make the sound come out and to facilitate his subordinates to take action, Bucktu has re-entered the atmosphere.

The strange man roared, and the left and right suddenly shot towards Bactu, and the one in the center was surrounded by black smoke, flying around the crater like lightning. The blood rain was flying all over the sky, and the light of the crushed Nascent Soul flashed for a thousand times. A war god general and a thousand angry generals had no ability to resist at all, and he killed him in an instant.

All the Demon Lords who witnessed all this, including the Demon Dragon King, opened their mouths wide. As expected, they are indeed top experts from the demon world, and their strength is indeed not something that human cultivators can understand. Killing so many masters is like strangling a bunch of chickens.

Chekov murmured in a low voice: "Isn't it one person? Why are there three now?"

The voice was very low, but the black shadow that had just killed seemed to hear something. He stopped suddenly, looked here with extreme suspicion for a long time, shook his head in confusion, and rushed towards it quickly. The black smoke flashed, and the three of them were already together, and they grabbed Bucktu at the same time.

Yi Chen glanced at Chekov fiercely. The warning in his eyes was so harsh that Chekov was so scared that he covered his mouth tightly and never dared to speak again. If it weren't for the magic circle, if the monster in the center was not eager to work together to deal with Baktu, I'm afraid that with a little investigation, the monster would have discovered the ambush in the Demon Dragon Palace, and then the Demon Dragon Palace would be the first to fight him.

Seeing three weird people shooting towards him, Bucktu roared like a tiger roaring: "Okay, let grandpa, let me see what book you have..."

Before he could finish his words, the three weird men pointed their right hands at the same time, and Sanliuer shot in black smoke. Bucktu made a "bang" sound, and was hit hard for thousands of meters like a balloon. It finally stabilized his body.

The weird man's eyes were floating ferociously at where Bucktu was just now, and he sneered: "Just like you, you, dare to say that you are my ability? Uncle, I am the third commander of the demon world, Fan Xin. What are you? Do you dare to ruin my good deeds? Humph, but it's okay, I'll kill you, but it's just delaying me for three days. After three days, I can still open the passage and go back."

Baktu was sore all over and flew back carefully. Just as he was about to speak, Fan Xin's nose was already twitching quickly. Fan Xin suddenly roared: "How many people have you come? Gagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagaga what do you want to do? Who are your subordinates? How do you know I will come here? Do you want to grab the 'Yan Shen Crystal'?" Fan Xin landed slowly downward with caution. His sensitive sense of smell had already asked about the large breath of life in the air. There were so many people that he became nervous.

Baktu waved his short sword and roared: "My sons, do it." A bloody light slashed towards Fanxin.

More than 50,000 Angry Battle Highness suddenly appeared, and more than 200,000 sword lights of various colors storm fell like a heavy rain. The sword light was so dense that it finally connected into a thick colorful light column, like a light dragon, followed by Baktu's blood light and slashed towards Fanxin.

Fan Xin sneered: "But this makes me nervous for a long time. Hehe, if there are tens of thousands of immortals, even the lowest immortals, I don't have to fight them anymore, and I can commit suicide. Unfortunately, there are tens of thousands of humans."

The three figures suddenly gathered together and formed a figure. The black smoke on Fan Xin's body became denser. Then, he gently bounced towards Baktu's sword light.

With a "bang" sound, Baktu's sword that looked like life was shattered by Fan Xin's finger. Then, a black light was spit out from Fan Xin's mouth. With a "buzz" sound, a terrible attack formed by more than 200,000 sword lights gathered were defeated by him. Countless sword lights were shattered, and the sword light behind was also subjected to a huge shock force, and all of them flew out everywhere with a "clang clang".

Huge sound waves came from the air. Facing the battlefield, the "roasted meteor" land seemed to be bombarded by thousands of nuclear bombs, and the dust sand was shattered a layer as it flew. The more than 10,000 human-born demon dragon guards who maintained the magic circle trembled all over and were almost knocked to the ground.

Fan Xin stood there madly, laughing wildly: "With your little ability, how could you deal with a high-level demon god like me?...ah...oh..." Fan Xin's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect that following the countless sword lights was a huge huge sky thunder emitted by more than 50,000 cultivators.

With a 'rumbling', the entire atmosphere of the 'roasted meteor' was disturbed by a huge force. The powerful shock wave made the almost ordinary gas escape from the gravity of the 'roasted meteor' and rushed into the vast universe. At this moment, the 'roasted meteor' was like a lit sodium block, emitting countless lights and shadows.

After a long time, the shock disappeared. Fan Xin stood in the air blankly, looking down at his chest. There, his skinny body was beaten to the point of blood and blood. A little bit of green blood slowly dripped down his body. Once it fell to the ground, a small hole would be corroded.

Fan Xin slowly raised his head, and the wound on his chest healed at a rapid speed. He muttered in a strange language, as if cursing something. After a long time, he suddenly cursed: "I fuck you bastards raised by bastards..." I wonder how he, a person from the demon world, learned such wonderful and rich swearing words. In short, the words spurted from his mouth were so wonderful that Chekov and others felt inferior.

After scolding for a full meal, he finally stopped talking, his eyes were full of green light, and tens of thousands of figures whistled out.

The people in the Angry War Palace were in a daze. They were frightened by Fan Xin's terrifying strength. The thunder fire emitted by more than 50,000 high-level monks could not seriously injure him? It seems that it was just a flesh-and-skin wound. What kind of monster is this?

Baktu roared angrily. Although his short sword was shattered, his other magic tricks were still there. With one finger, tens of thousands of red lights shot out, stabbing countless figures in the air. Fanxin's body suddenly appeared in front of Baktu and pounced down with one claw. Baktu was stunned, and simply used all his true energy and punched it out.

With a "puff", a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of Baktu's mouth. He fell for hundreds of meters. Fan Xin looked ferocious and his eyes were full of haunting, and he trembled thousands of claws, which made Baktu fall from the sky to the ground. Then he was so crazy that he burst into tens of thousands of punches, and he thrust Baktu into the ground.

Countless screams came, and the monks of the Angry War Palace who were ambushing in the air were suffering the biggest crisis since the Taoism. Countless black shadows turned around and attacked them. The sharp claws tore their bodies. The powerful true energy penetrated into their bodies, shaking their true energy. In a short while, more than 10,000 monks of the Angry War Palace were destroyed, and only more than 3,000 seriously injured Yuanying escaped.

Shocked by the rules of the Demon Palace, these seriously injured Yuanying did not dare to escape. They all sacrificed their own magic weapons for their lives to practice. Countless Dodge lights made subtle squeals and hit the black shadows in the air.

Fan Xin closed his hands together, and a small black light ball gradually took shape. He was about to give the last blow to Bactu. At this moment, his body suddenly started to shake continuously.

Fan Xin looked up in surprise, but found that in the crazy attack of the monks in the Angry War Palace, his clone had been wiped out by half.

Fan Xin frowned tightly, the black light in his hand dissipated, and suddenly grabbed Baktu, and li drank: "Who are you subordinates? How could you destroy my clone? Humph, how could ordinary human monks have such strong combat power?"

Baktu was in pain all over his body, but fortunately he had not suffered any major damage. Hearing this, he sneered: "What do you know about the demon with a pig head and a rat brain? This time I am here, I want to kill you."

Fan Xin bit his teeth in anger, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Baktu's fontanelle with a little green light, and deliberately took out his Nascent Soul to swallow it. Baktu snarled: "Two, don't you take action yet? You can't win even if you leave me."

The Demon Dragon King laughed, his spear shook, and a series of cold light pierced at Fan Xin's lower body in extreme drool. The Demon Dragon King was a terrifying creature with the strength of the celestial immortal level. As soon as he took action, his momentum was different. All the energy of the entire "Sharp Meteor" seemed to be attracted by him. Countless rays of light gathered on the tip of his spear, and then thousands of fine rain of light flew out from the tip of the spear.

Fan Xin was shocked and threw Baktu out with his hand. With a stretch, a thick beast bone scepter appeared in his hand, and then he hit hard. Countless black skeletons dragged black smoke from the scepter and slammed into the Demon Dragon King in a dense manner.

"Hehe, Senior Fanxin, I'm polite in Lower Souther... Don't forget me." Soster's gloomy words came, and then he heard a loud shout: "Breaking, explode, explode, explode..."

Circles of white jade-colored ripples appeared in the air, intercepting the skeletons, followed by huge white explosion ripples. The skeletons seemed to have encountered natural enemies and disappeared after a roar. Soster, who shot out thousands of thin white lights, also breathed with a blue face at this moment.

With a 'clang clang', Fan Xin's scepter and the spear of the Demon Dragon King collided heavily. The Demon Dragon King was gifted with divine power. Although Fan Xin was a high-level demon god, how could he be the opponent of the Demon Dragon King just in terms of strength? Fan Xin felt a huge shock in his wrist, a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the beast bone scepter flew out in humiliation. The Demon Dragon King could not bear the huge magic power on the scepter, and his whole person was shrunk for hundreds of meters.

With a choking sound, Bactu waved a huge two-handed sword and held it in his hand. Hazy shadows appeared around his body, as if a lotus was blooming. A sharp sword energy came from his body, covering a ten-mile area. Soster pinched the magic trick with both hands. A strange wave enveloped Fanxin's body, as if a giant beast was breathing. A sound of "huch, hum" came from the air. The Demon Dragon King was covered with a layer of thick purple scales, and his body suddenly became much taller. At this moment, there were three people. Under the scales, you could see a bunch of muscles, and countless black bone spurs appeared on the spine and joints.

Fan Xin ignored the threat from Baktu and Soster, but instead watched the Demon Dragon King tightly and suddenly spoke: "Demon Dragon Clan?"

The spear in the Demon Dragon King's hand emitted a strong black purple light, gradually becoming longer and thicker. He grinned and said, "That's right, it's your uncle, me." His handsome face was completely a dragon head at this moment, and his sharp fangs emitted a hint of cold light. A loud "huhuhuhu" sound was heard, and a huge black whirlwind suddenly enveloped his body.

Fan Xin took a long breath, took a cautious step back, opened his eyes wide, and whispered: "If you are happy to join our demon world, I guarantee that your status is not inferior to me. Now you are only one level away from me. If you ascend to the demon world, I guarantee that your strength is stronger than me. If you speak with your strength, you will definitely be a big man who calls the wind and rain at that time... Besides, we are the same kind of different kind, why do you have to help humans deal with me?"

The Demon Dragon King roared impatiently: "Children, if you want to fight, you can kill, you can kill. There is so much nonsense there? If you are afraid of death, kneel down and lick the old man's foot, and then let the old man stab you to death with one shot, leaving your reincarnation of the remnant soul. How about it?"

Fan Xin's expression changed and she laughed angrily: "You guys? You can't kill me."

In the sky, Fan Xin's clone shot back and rushed into his body one after another. Fan Xin's physique also began to change strangely. His skinny figure seemed to be inflated, and a trace of muscles rose from under his skin. Gradually, he turned into a normal human figure with two people tall and strong muscles.

In the sky, more than 30,000 people were fighting against His Highness, and more than 5,000 seriously injured Nascent Soul rushed down in anger, setting up a dense formation in the air, covering Fanxin.

Soster closed his eyes slightly, then opened it suddenly, and roared angrily: "Test."

‘Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding’, as if golden beads fell on the jade plate, Souther popped up tens of thousands of dense white beams, and each beam could be seen with dense small characters on it, flashing with magnificent and shocking light.

Baktu shook his hand, and thousands of sword lights flew out and slashed towards Fanxin. The Demon Dragon King roared, and countless small black tornadoes mixed with the bitter energy that was enough to tear apart a mountain, and it blasted towards Fanxin like dense rain.

With a loud noise, the subordinates of Xuanyin Palace suddenly appeared from the crater in all directions, followed by countless sword lights, countless magic weapons and various secret techniques, and overwhelmed the whole world toward the Brahma Heart. A few traces of sword lights mixed with the colorful glow and rushed over. Then, there was a surging sea of ​​fire, countless giant trees, meteors, golden swords, and giant ice smashed over, and their momentum was enough to destroy the entire "roasted meteor".

Fan Xin was stunned for a moment and suddenly roared: "Even if I am a demon god, at least the fuck is not a demon. You bastards have gathered so many people... roar... fight." His eyes widened, and the supreme magic skills were activated with all their strength. The sky was filled with dark clouds, the ghost howling sounded into his ears to capture the soul, the ghost fire was stained with bones, the Yin wind was ecstatic, and the whole world suddenly seemed like hell.

Yi Chen roared, and the "Kill God" sprayed out with all his strength, and an extremely long and thin golden light slashed at Fan Xin's lower limbs. Kuang Tian and the others could not hold it back, and smashed the barrier of the magic circle with one punch, and rushed forward. The demon dragon guards of more than three thousand demon dragon clans also transformed one after another, and turned into monsters with thorns all over their bodies like a demon dragon king, and the thick war halberd stabbed Fan Xin fiercely.

The people from the Angry Battle Hall were crowded in the sky, and the people from the Xuanyin Temple were waiting on countless mountaintops, while the people from the Demon Dragon Hall were forming a dense encirclement under the battlefields of Fanxin, the Demon Dragon King, Bactu and Soster, which tightly wrapped Fanxin inside.

Fan Xin was angry. He knew that the mission he was carrying out this time was likely to be sniped, and he was mentally prepared to face the other party's powerful figures. However, he never expected that the person who came here to snipe him was not the people he was worried about, but these human monks who were like ants. He yelled in anger, and the beast bone scepter flew back into his hand, and countless black lights shot out.

With a 'boom', one-third of the flying sword in the sky, the magic weapon was destroyed by Fan Xin's strike. Chu Hongye, Gong Baiyun, Xiao Dongxue, He Qianying, and Crimson Cherry all sprayed blood and flew back. Tens of thousands of shrill black lights caught up with him. Gong Baiyun's thighs and lower abdomen pierced, and Xiao Dongxue's abdomen was blown into a hole. Crimson Cherry's arm was densely penetrated through more than a dozen holes. Chu Hongye saw the opportunity quickly, and countless red leaves flew out, but they were still hit by a black light. A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and almost broke the spine.

Fan Xin opened his mouth and a black gas spewed out. Soster's white light was thrown into the black gas. After being tightly wrapped, it suddenly exploded, and accidentally injured countless subordinates of Xuanyin.

Baktu's sword energy was shattered by Fan Xin's blink of an eyebrow. Baktu's face changed, and suddenly his sword merged and stabbed Fan Xin's heart.

The crazy stabbing of the Demon Dragon King and his thousands of tribes made Fan Xin very busy. With a sneering sound, Fan Xin's swelling body was pierced with countless dense holes. Even though he was so powerful that he couldn't speak at this moment. With a roar, Fan Xin dripped his blood and suddenly gathered together. A big green Yin Leto made a loud noise through his blood. Kuang Tian and his hands and feet were numb, and their bodies were trembling and were shaken down.

The Demon Dragon King made a roar and forcibly broke through Fanxin's Yin Thunder. Together with Baktu, the attack thrust sharply at Fanxin.

The monks of the Angry War Palace in the sky shouted, and the magic circle was activated. A powerful pressure suddenly stiffened Fan Xin's body into the air. Baktu's body and sword were united as his chest. The crazy stabbing of the Demon Dragon King was like raindrops, poking a huge hole in Fan Xin's chest.

Yi Chen's "Sky-Splitting Sword Qi" happened to arrive. It started from Fanxin's lower body, as if it was broken into bamboo, splitting Fanxin into two pieces.

The subordinates of the Xuanyin Palace around him and the warriors in the Demon Dragon Palace below took action at the same time, and thunder and fire rushed over frantically, blowing Fan Xin's body into blood and flesh. Fan Xin seemed to give up on resistance and had no reaction at all.

A war god general roared and a huge jade archway came out. With nine out of the room, the fifth-floor archway was just the size of a fist. It was a hundred meters high in the air, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the archway. Countless lightnings sprayed out from the archway and hit Fan Xin's head heavily. With a "bang", Fan Xin's head also exploded like a tofu.

Seeing Fan Xin suddenly being beaten like this by everyone, everyone was stunned for a moment.
To be continued...