The golden scale sword penetrated the Holy Cross Sword, and the dragon scales instantly stretched and penetrated the body of the Golden Winged King.

At this point, the Golden Winged King couldn't believe that this was true. Because the strength of the Holy Light Cross Sword was indestructible, but now? How could he believe this, and how could he accept it?

"Ah!" With a scream, the Golden Winged King's body exploded and shot out countless pieces of golden dragon scales. The Golden Winged King's body turned into pieces, like sashimi cut out by a knife.

Suddenly, a beam of blood burst out from the shattered body.

"Dragon bite!"

The Dragon King turned the golden-scaled dragon sword, and the sword suddenly turned into a small golden dragon. In an instant, it swallowed the blood.

Suddenly, the dragon flames spread out and enveloped the entire golden dragon.

"Ah... no..." A roar of unwillingness was the last half of the words left by the Golden Winged King in this world.

"Star Transformation!" Suddenly, Emperor Haotian raised his right hand, and the star map covering the entire battlefield suddenly flew high into the sky. The remaining birdmen, as well as the corpses on the ground, were all sucked up together.

At this moment, the floating corpse was hanging in the air, covering the sun and moon, covering the brilliance, and the earth fell into darkness.

Suddenly, the star map emitted a dazzling silver light. In an instant, these corpses and the birdmen that were absorbed were all reduced to ashes and turned into streams of energy, which were sucked into the star map.

After a while, the sky became bright again. Not a single birdman or body was left, they were all devoured.

Feng Yun was shocked. He never thought that the Star Chart could be used in such a wonderful way.

Feng Yun shook his head and thought: "Maybe this is my shortcoming!"

At this time, the sky was slowly getting dark.

Everyone did not move forward and rested here because everyone had to wait and wait for other birdmen to come and die.

"The eight kings of the Yu Clan command a group of men and horses, with a total of tens of millions of people. When we first arrived, we only killed a drop in the bucket. It seems that we will be busy next." The Dragon Emperor said.

"Amitabha! Sin! Sin!"

"Old monk, can you stop chanting sutras?" Jian Chi said depressedly.

Qingfeng said: "Those who have some fighting ability are their eight kings, four great gods, and two gods. The other miscellaneous birds are not worth worrying about at all."

The Demon Emperor said: "That's true! Apart from these people, the other birdmen will be destroyed as many as they come."

Emperor Netherworld said: "I don't worry about anything else. There are only two gods, which makes me a little worried."

Emperor Haotian said: "Don't worry, I have not been idle for more than 100,000 years. Even if the two of them merge, I am absolutely sure that they will die."

"Humble human beings! You dare to offend the gods and you shall be punished!" Suddenly, an angry voice came.

"Here he comes!" said the Demon Emperor, "Judging from this aura, the person coming should be their God of War, Zitian."

Emperor Netherworld said: "Purple bloodline, not weak in strength, he is the strongest among the eight kings, who will deal with him."

The Demon Emperor sneered and said, "Leave it to me!"

The Demon Emperor soared into the sky, and a magic spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

Feng Yun was slightly shocked, because this man was the man who attacked him when they and the Ancient Emperor and others entered the Yuanling Realm. He never expected that this man was the famous Demon Emperor who killed countless people.

Suddenly, the Demon Emperor fired a sweeping shot, and an unparalleled moon-shaped aura burst out.

"Ah..." The birdmen screamed again and again, and the birdmen were forced to stop. Many birdmen were chopped in half, and blood spilled all over the ground, like rain.

"Devil Emperor! It's you! Why aren't you dead?" Zitian was a little surprised.

The Demon Emperor said: "Actually, I'm already dead, but the King of Hell won't accept me and asked me to come back and take your life."

Emperor Netherworld smiled and said to himself: "When did I become the Lord of Hell?"

Jian Chi said: "Aren't you?"

Emperor Netherworld said: "Of course I am not, Prince Yama is just my subordinate."

Jian Chi rolled his eyes and said, "You old pervert, I really don't know how many years you have lived."

Emperor Netherworld smiled and said: "I have to think about this question carefully. I really don't know how long it has been, but I have existed since ancient times."

Jian Chi said: "Don't rely on me here to show off your old age!"

"Feng Yun! How dare you fight!" Suddenly, a voice came from among the birdmen.

Feng Yun was slightly startled, then turned around to look, and was shocked to find that the person who said this was actually an old friend - the Purple Wing Emperor.

Feng Yun looked at Ziyi and then at Zitian, and could conclude that they were father and son because their looks were so similar.

"Why don't you dare!" Feng Yun responded.

Dragon Emperor said: "Boy! Don't give me face. I'll beat him to death. I won't even recognize him after beating him."

Feng Yun smiled and said: "Dragon King! I'll leave these miscellaneous birds to you."

The Dragon King sneered: "Hehe... slaughter millions of people with blood!"

Feng Yun also rushed up, and his eyes met with Zi Yi's. A monstrous murderous aura spread between the two of them.

Zitian looked at Feng Yun, was slightly startled, and said: "You are their hope - the reincarnation of Huo Linzi!"

Feng Yun said: "Wrong! I am Feng Yun! Just a little person."

Zi Tian said coldly: "Whether you are immortal or not, there is only one end, and that is death."

Feng Yun said: "I have a question that I don't understand. Since you are Ziyi's father, known as the God of War, and one of the eight kings, why did Ziyi become the Ziyi Emperor? This emperor is greater than the king, is his strength

Will he be better than you?"

"What does this kid want to do? Does this make sense?"

"Don't tell me, what he said makes sense. I don't understand why?"

"It's a waste of time, why don't we just kill them?"

Zitian replied: "Because Yi'er has unlimited potential, he will definitely surpass me and become the pinnacle figure of my Purple Blood God of War lineage."

"Oh! So that's what it is." Feng Yun said, "What a pity! He won't have this day anymore."

Zi Tian said coldly: "Boy! Although you are good, you are no match for my son."

Feng Yun said: "I will prove it to you, and it will be very fast."

The Demon Emperor sent a message: "Boy! Be careful. Don't be careless! The people of the Ziyi clan have some forbidden skills, which are very powerful. If you are not careful, you may die."

Feng Yun said: "Thank you for the reminder, senior! I will deal with it carefully and kill him with all my strength."

Zitian's murderous intent was like a sword, shooting straight at the Demon Emperor, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

Immediately, everyone flew up to kill him.
Chapter completed!