Well!

In a dense forest fifty miles away from the central and northern borders, a black shadow flashed and knelt in front of the two: "Report to the Lord of the Palace, the Deputy Lord of the Palace, the Five-Nation Alliance stationed on the border line, moved today!"

"Oh? I finally moved, hahaha!"

He laughed at the sky, and Qiu Xiaotian looked proud and said, "Now wars are on the five countries. If he doesn't move, he can only wait for us to kill the five kingdoms without leaving any armor, and the creatures are tragic. Without support,

They don’t even have troops and food, so what else can they fight? But if they move, how can they move?"

"Yang Feng has only one person. If only one of them is saved, the other four countries will not have time to save them. But if the troops are divided, it will become a lesson for the past. In short, the shortcomings of the five-nation coalition are that there are too few capable people and there is no

People can share the worries of the martial arts leader, hehehehe."

"Report to the Lord of the Palace!"

Listening to his treacherous smile, the black shadow lowered his head: "According to what his subordinates just discovered, this time they are divided into five groups to rescue the countries."

"Oh? Are they separated?"

With a raised brow, Qiu Xiaotian rolled his eyes and thought, "Which team is Yang Feng in?"

"He is not here anywhere, he is still at the border...eat watermelon!"

"What, he didn't go anywhere in the country in the country, and sent five miscellaneous soldiers back to die? This... can he eat this melon?"

Qiu Xiaotian's face was full of suspicion and murmured: "What kind of medicine can he sell in this gourd? Did he think that these defeated soldiers can really quell the chaos when they go back? Isn't that obvious meat buns beat dogs, and they won't go back forever

.Even if he had never seen the five-type army of their Holy Fire Sect before, he should have heard from others. Besides, there are also a group of Netherworld messengers to help him, why... "

Qiu Xiaotian was a little confused about Yang Feng's path, and the black shadow was speechless and dared not speak.

However, after thinking for a while, Long Xiaotian suddenly said: "This Yang surname is always scheming, treacherous and cunning. If he acts so abnormal this time, he must be deceitful. Otherwise, I will go to the five countries to see it and make no mistakes."

"No need, the only threat to the other party is Yang Feng. You and I just need to keep an eye on him. The other minions are not afraid. Our Netherworld Messenger and the Five-type Army are enough to solve it, hum!"

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, Qiu Xiaotian smiled evilly and said, "I want to see what tricks he can do!"

...

Three months later, in the royal city of the Fenglei Empire, Huang Laojiu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, walking around and saying to Li Yan below from time to time: "Old Li, I asked you to ask Brother Feng for help, you will send someone

Have you gone? Why haven’t you replied yet?”

"You don't know that all the base stations here are destroyed now. The causal treasure cannot be used, so I can only deliver messages by manpower. I have sent more than a hundred people, flying in the sky, running underground, and swimming in the water.

All kinds of transportation are used, so there is always a way to send the situation here, don’t worry.”

"Why isn't there any movement yet?"

He was so anxious that he jumped up, and Fatty Huang was almost crying: "I have been the emperor for only a few years, so why are you going to become the king of the destruction of the country? It's a bit like this, alas."

The Supreme Emperor, Wang Boren and other court officials were waiting here, and they had no choice but to wait for news of reinforcements from the front.

Report!

At this time, a loud shout sounded, and a guard rushed in: "Ten miles away from the imperial capital, there were about a million enemies."

"I'll go, a million troops will reach the imperial capital so soon? Wherever they passed by before, they killed, snatched, burned them all, what should I do? And they were still thousands of miles away half a month ago, now

Once you arrive at the imperial capital, will there be no one resisting the palaces along the way?"

Fatty Huang cursed in anger.

Wang Boren couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that the five-type army of the Holy Fire Sect will come back to the world, and its style will remain so powerful back then. If Yang Feng could not come back to rescue immediately, our imperial capital would not be able to defend for a quarter of an hour. Alas

!”

"Brother Feng, where are you now? Even if you don't care about your brothers, your sisters-in-law are still here. Even if you are for your sister-in-law, come back to save us, wuwu!"

Hearing his words, Fatty Huang couldn't help but wailing to the sky even more sadly.

bump!

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door exploded, and a familiar figure flew in. As soon as it landed, half a pound of blood was vomited. Looking closely, the person was no one else, but Zhongjuemo Gaofeng.

"Hero Mo?"

He was shocked and Huang Laojiu said with a look of surprise: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Hehehehehehehehe!

However, before Mo Gaofeng could answer, he suddenly heard laughter from outside the palace. Then he saw more than ten figures flying in like ghosts, and said unyieldingly: "We are the Nether Envoys of the Nether Palace, and the Lord of the Palace

The fate of the Fenglei royal family was to be wiped out, and no one was left."

"You dare!"

Gripping his teeth, Mo Gaofeng struggled to stand up and roared, "I am here, don't hurt the innocent!"

"What a great hero, I still want to make a comeback now. But with your injuries at this moment, I guess we can't even deal with them. What qualifications do you have to protect them? Don't overestimate yourself, hahaha!"

The Netherworld messengers laughed and Mo Gaofeng also gritted his teeth and hated his incompetence.

Suddenly, at this moment, a melodious voice suddenly sounded, and then a cold word came over: "Although I and this old guy have never dealt with since childhood, no one in this world can underestimate our Mo family!"

"who?"

When his body stagnated, a group of Netherworld messengers shouted.

Mo Gaofeng also trembled: "Shaoqiu?"

Without saying a word, the music suddenly changed into a sonorous and exciting sound. Before everyone could react, what happened? The surrounding scenery had suddenly changed into a secondary scene. It was no longer the original palace hall, but a colorful glow

In front of the sea of ​​fire and ice peaks.

The Netherworld messengers' eyes shrank, and they were incredible: "How is it possible? Illusion? We actually get into illusion? Who? Who can perform illusion on us?"

Mo Gaofeng was also confused and could not believe that at that time, his younger brother who had been following him had reached such a state of great strength, and could cover so many masters in illusion, including himself.

But everyone hadn't reacted yet, what happened? Mo Shaoqiu shouted coldly and the scene changed again.

"Five directions of killing gods, kill them!"

roar!

As soon as the words came, the five divine beasts, such as the roars of beasts, accompanied by the sounds of beasts, the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black trunk and qilin, appeared in this illusory space, with a huge mouth, and a cry of fear of the Netherworld messengers

In the middle, swallow them completely into their mouths and bite them into pieces.
Chapter completed!