If you don’t use magic tricks, it is easiest to try out the opponent’s skills. Xu Yuan stroked the beard and showed a very satisfied look on his face. He turned his head and ordered Ge Zilong with his spiritual sense: Zilong, if the Zijun Demon Lord tried out that these three guys were fake ancient gods, you immediately use the summoning formation to inform Nilin to come over. Today we just caught Xiao Xie and the gods in the Five Poles Space to eliminate future troubles!

Ge Zilong hurriedly nodded and said obeying the order!, but he carefully asked with his spiritual sense: Tianzun, what if all three of them are ancient gods?

Xu Yuan said coldly: If these three people are ancient gods, even Xiao Xie, they will have five ancient gods. How can we win? At that time, the army will maintain its formation and retreat as a whole! Let's make plans when we return to the Demon God Palace!

Ge Zilong turned his head and glanced at the dark army, took out a transfer formation, but shook his head secretly.

Seeing that there was something strange in Ge Zilong's eyes, Qi Ding asked in a low voice: "Zilong, what's wrong with you?"

Ge Zilong sighed: "Dad, my skills are too poor. With your help, I can only make a second-level transfer formation. This formation cannot transfer the 600,000 troops back to Mengtong space."

Qi Ding said calmly: "Zilong, Tianzun has his own way, you don't have to worry about it."

Ge Zilong didn't say much.

At this time, Jing Yang also gestured his palm, but his wrist turned around for a few times, but did not bring out much momentum. In everyone's opinion, this kind of movement was at best the skill of the top-grade god.

Therefore, Xu Yuan showed a hint of ridicule on his face, and he still looked disdainfully: "It was indeed used to deceive people!"

Qi Ding, the four fire demons, and the twenty great demons with the realm of the top-grade gods actually showed a knowing smile.

Naturally, Zheng Zhan and Gong Liangji did not feel surprised. After all, they had already received Xiao Ye's explanation. However, Wu Mafu, who had returned to Xiao Ye, asked in a daze: "I clearly think Jing Yang is more skilled than me, why does he have only such a little power? Could it be that he has not tried his best?"

He quickly laughed and said, "Wu Mafu, Jing Yang's skills are worse than you and me."

Wu Mafu was still puzzled, shook his head and sighed: "Am I misunderstood? No way?"

Gongliangji smiled and said, "Wu Mafu, your eyesight has always been bad."

Wu Mafu was stunned for a while, but did not refute, because Wu Mafu knew in his heart that the three of them had always been aware of the truth. If Zheng Zhan and Gong Liangji thought he had poor eyesight, it would be correct. So Wu Mafu didn't ask much.

Zi Yun, Aoyang, Ke Dong and others were a little disappointed.

Zi Yun turned her head and asked Ke Dong hesitantly: "Brother Jingyang seems to be very different from your skills. Why did you not have any resistance just now?"

Ke Dong also stared at Jing Yang, who was posing like a flowery air in the air in confusion, and said strangely: "He is completely different from the one just now. Did Xiao Xie secretly use spells?"

While Ke Dong suspected Jing Yang, he actually suspected Xiao Ye first.

So, under his misguidedness, Zi Yun, Aoyang and others looked at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye pretended not to hear it, so he didn't explain.

Just then, Jing Yang roared: "Purple Lord Demon Lord, take my palm!"

After he finished his roar, he suddenly pushed out his palm, and a blue palm shape rushed towards the Purple Lord Demon Lord instantly, but his palm speed was not fast and his strength was not enough. The palm shape had no substantial power. It was vaguely like a palm shadow that was condensed and unformed, covering it!

The Purple Lord Demon Lord flipped his palm and patted it lightly. A white and slender palm shadow immediately faced Jing Yang!

Boom!

The two palms met and with a blast, the white palm shadow of the Purple Lord Demon Lord easily shattered Jing Yang's blue palm shadow, and then chased his chest!

Jing Yang seemed to be panicked and hurriedly pushed out his palms to block the Purple Lord's palm shadow chasing him. With a crisp "bang" sound, Jing Yang was suddenly shocked and flew backwards!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny black dot, flying without a trace!

Xu Yuan laughed: "I overestimate my ability, and I dare to face the Purple Lord Demon Lord!"

Tongtian, Qi Ding, the four fire demons, and the twenty big demons actually burst into laughter.

Xiao Ye smiled on his face, as if he was very satisfied with Jing Yang's performance.

Zi Yun sighed lightly and said disappointedly: "Junior brother, Jing Yang's elder brother is very poor!"

Aoyang shook his head and said depressedly: "I thought he was really an ancient god. It turned out to be fake. Alas, where is there such an ancient god in the god world? The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Ke Dong couldn't help but snorted coldly at Xiao Ye: "Xiao Xie, you loved playing this empty city plan in your previous life, and you played like this in this life. However, you didn't see the situation clearly today. Your opponent is the Zijun Demon Lord. Her skills are said to be higher than Xu Yuan. You can really find a fake ancient god to fight her!"

Xiao Ye smiled and said, "Senior Brother, although Brother Jing Yang is defeated, he still has the ability to protect himself. He can't die, so don't worry."

Ke Dong looked at the direction where Jing Yang flew out just now, and couldn't help but say coldly: "Xiao Xie, he has been shaken away. You still said it's okay. I think even if he is not dead, he is not far from his death period!"

Xiao Ye said patiently: "No."

Ke Dong shouted again: "Why can't it be? Can an ancient god who has not even reached the level of the top-grade god, withstand the violent attack of the Purple Lord Demon Lord?"

Xiao Ye simply stopped explaining, waved to Jian Zhan and said, "Brother Jian Zhan, you go and challenge the Zijun Demon Lord!"

He responded with the battle, and flew out like a big roc that spreads his wings. His posture of soaring into the air was very graceful, as relaxed as a dragonfly.

But he shouted loudly: "Zijun Demon Lord, I'll learn your palm technique! Please give me advice!"

Ke Dong was a little surprised to see it, but praised: "His flying spell is so beautiful. I'm afraid he has reached the peak of the Nine Realms, right?"

What this means is that Ke Dong naturally believes that he is very skilled in fighting.

When Aoyang saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zi Yun said with a serious expression: "I hope Brother Lian Zhan can defeat Zijun Demon Lord."

Wu Mafu next to him shook his head and said, "Although he has the strength of a second-level ancient god in his practice, he does not have enough magic power, so he may not be able to defeat the Purple Lord Demon Lord!"

Zi Yun smiled indifferently and said, "As long as you don't lose, it's fine."

Xiao Ye actually smiled again and said, "Senior sister, you will definitely lose when practicing fighting!"

Zi Yunqi said: "Junior brother, how do you know?"

Xiao Ye seemed to have seen through everything, and a mysterious smile appeared in his eyes: "Senior sister, didn't Brother Wuma say it just now? Although the flying spells are good, he has very little magic power. If he competes with the Purple Lord Demon Lord, he may not lose, but he has no chance of winning!"

Zi Yun was stunned for a moment, and immediately spoke loudly at the Zheng Zhan who was about to come out of her palm and said, "Brother Jian Zhan, you must not compete with the Zijun Demon Lord to compete with the palm power?"
Chapter completed!