She is confident that this barrier of hers can completely defend against any attack.

After all, her soul is in the realm of Xuanxian and can crush everyone present.

At this time, an unruly man covered in scales also appeared in front of the city lord Du Qingyuan.

He first looked at the goddess. With a smile on his face, he said: "A person from the soul realm? You are the second peerless goddess on the legendary list of golden immortals. I look like this."

"Little Demon King?"

The goddess's eyes fell on this unruly man, and she said in a cold tone: "You are only fourth on the list of Golden Immortals, but you dare to be presumptuous with me,"

As soon as she finished speaking, the terrifying power of the soul surged out of her body, crushing towards this unruly man.

The little demon king's face instantly turned pale, and strands of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took a few steps back, then roared angrily, and the scales around him instantly erupted into terrifying fluctuations.

"Asshole, they say that people in the soul realm are the most insidious. Now it seems that it is indeed the case. If you have the ability, you can have a hearty battle with me using your fists without using the soul technique?"

The demon clan cultivates the physical body, so the soul is obviously under restraint against them.

The goddess said coldly: "My soul is my strength, why should I give up my strength to compete with you with fists? Do you think it is a sense of accomplishment to bully a weak woman with your fists?"

After saying this, the eyes of those around him turned to the little demon king.

There was also contempt on his face.

After all, the appearance of the goddess is that of a child, which makes people feel the urge to protect her instead of attacking her with fists and kicks.

The little demon king's face felt a little hot due to shame. He roared angrily, and terrifying power erupted from his body, knocking out the power of the goddess' soul.

Then, with an angry look on his face, he said with disdain: "I really have no interest in bullying you. If you can't win with force, huh, it would be better to bully Mo Fan and the First Holy Son of the Holy Domain."

"oh?"

At this time, the demonic energy rolled around his body, and a handsome young man with a tall and straight posture walked out of it.

The young man narrowed his eyes and asked with a cold look on his face: "Do you think my demon realm is easy to bully? Demon King?"

The little demon king's face was suddenly shocked.

When this Mofan appeared, he didn't notice any fluctuations around him at all.

If this bastard suddenly takes action, I'm afraid what will happen to him...

But it has reached this point. If he gives in, it will definitely bring bad reputation to the demon clan, and even his face may be lost.

He snorted coldly, took a step forward and said in an arrogant voice: "Do you dare to take my punch?"

Mo Fan mocked with disdain in his tone: "Are all people from the demon clan as brainless as you? Why should I take your punch? I want to watch the show, and I have no time to argue with you."

As he spoke, he looked towards the field.

His attention was not on Wu Tian and Duan Tianhe, but on Yang Tian.

This young man was known as the Immortal Emperor Po Tian in the 500th year, and he conquered his demonic domain.

Today, Mo Fan wanted to see how much real ability this kid had and whether it was worth suppressing him personally.

When the little demon king saw Mo Fan ignoring him, he suddenly sneered and said, "They are all a bunch of cowards who don't dare to fight me."
Chapter completed!