Above the extremely high sky.

The black demon cloud rolled, covering the airspace of a million miles.

The violent nine-sky winds were wrapped in thunder, holding the sky fire hostage, like the surging river of heaven, crazily washing the demon cloud, shaking the void, shaking countless sky fires and thunders raging, fighting in all directions.

The sky was filled with strange streamers, and some streamers with the primordial magnetic attributes instantly spread to tens of millions with the strong wind, hundreds of millions of miles away, and the colorful lights in the sky were faintly vague, like countless rainbows flowing.

Hundreds of golden flying boats, more than ten to tens of feet long, quietly floating in the void more than ten thousand miles away.

On each flying boat, there were several to dozens of divine slaves wearing heavy armor and whose faces were covered by golden transparent crystal masks.

These god slaves stood there blankly, watching the damage caused by the rolling demon clouds, and kept shaking their heads and sighing.

Within the range of demon clouds, tens of thousands of sun golden wheels have been corroded by demon clouds and completely destroyed.

Because of the thunder and the erosion of the sky fire, more golden sun wheels were fluctuating violently within a range of tens of millions of miles nearby. A large number of golden sun shuttles fell to the ground randomly like fruits that were forced to fall off after ripening.

These golden shuttles of sun that have not been fired by the golden wheel of the sun, but just float around in the wind. God knows where they will float and where they fall, and cause a sudden catastrophe to which unlucky ones.

Some of the golden sun wheels were shaken by hurricanes, deviating from their original trajectory, and colliding with each other randomly.

The golden wheel of the sun caught fire and exploded, and the golden wheel of the sun fell directly from a high altitude.

A god slave with white hair and beard, who looked quite old, took off his helmet and stomped his feet in anger and scolded: "Grandson, don't let grandpa see you in the Kingdom of God, otherwise you will be beautiful!"

In a golden flying boat near the white-haired God Slave, another red-haired and red-bearded old man also untied his helmet and sneered sarcastically: "Come on, they are masters of the God King level... If they are willing to give up the glory and wealth of the world and willingly join the seats of the gods, their status will be several higher than ours."

He raised his head and the red-haired old man said coldly: "Give them good looks? Do you want to be killed by the whole family or be killed by the Nine clans?"

The white-haired God slave was stunned and stomped his feet in anger: "It's really...it's no reason. We will serve our master and work diligently for our master. We have been..."

The red-haired old man sighed in a low voice: "Hey, accept your fate. We are just divine slaves... Our cultivation is low, and we don't have the evil bloodlines like those little boys who are valued by the gods. Isn't it enough to escape the limit of life and live forever?"

On hundreds of flying boats, a group of god slaves looked helplessly at the rolling demon clouds.

Suddenly, a middle-aged divine slave laughed in a low voice: "How many old men, how many gaps should we report to this destroyed golden wheel of the sun? How many years will the fire be consumed, how many years will the waste be consumed, and how many years will the extra consumption be. How many years will the old men make an idea?"

The god slaves were all smiling happily, winking each other, and glaring at each other, and saliva flowed out from the corners of their mouths.

In the demon cloud, the demon supreme is joining forces with the five clones to beat Gongsun Sanyang.

Wu Tie rolled around him with a brilliant golden light of merit, struggling to withstand the crazy attack of the golden sword curtain.

Gongsun Sanyang compressed the shattered Buddha Kingdom and collapsed, turning it into a ball of golden light with a diameter of about three inches, and threw it directly into the stone bowl of the true fire fire.

He bravely used this Buddhist treasure as fuel, allowing the true species of flint fire to be swallowed and burned, and then turned into endless flint fire, turning into fire dragons dozens of feet long dancing in the sky, entangled with the Demon Supreme and the five clones.

The fire dragon gradually filled the world and gradually enveloped the void within a thousand miles.

In all directions, in the clouds of demons that were rich as solid as the essence, nine huge demon dragon heads were panting deep. Their mouths kept spewing out of their bright black demon aura, which also turned into black demon dragons of hundreds of feet long and collided wildly with the flint fire dragon.

A huge nine-dragon jade bi was suspended in the black demon cloud, with magic light flashing all over the body, and the demonic aura was overwhelming, faintly matching the aura of nine huge dragon heads.

Thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three demons were hiding in the demon cloud, with long banners dancing in their hands, and invisible magic power rolled over and suddenly imprisoned the flint fire dragons, and then tore them to pieces.

When every flint fire dragon explodes, it turns into countless Mars, and it spreads all over the sky with the surging demonic breath.

These large and small Mars dispersed to a certain extent and exploded suddenly. The surroundings were filled with wind and clouds, and the void was burst into pieces, with translucent cracks cracked.

Many demons holding long banners made a low roar, and were blown up by the power of the Mars, and the armor on their bodies kept blowing out cracks, and then healed rapidly in the demonic energy.

Gongsun Sanyang was in a stalemate with the Demon Supreme. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, either you or me... I have endured it for so many years, and I can't stand it... Wa Island has changed. Today, I must be united with the Yuan and Spirit, and must completely turn the good things I have obtained into my strength!"

"I will become the human king of Youxiong."

"I will become the human emperor of the entire human race!"

"I want to let the crazy women on Wa Island kneel in front of me one by one, just like the little girls in brothels, let me do whatever I want!"

Gongsun Sanyang gritted his teeth and stared at the Demon Supreme with bloodshot eyes: "You will never know how many good things I have obtained from Wa Island and from the Valley of Reincarnation... Hee, hee, hee!"

Gongsun Sanyang took a deep breath, and then he patted the back of his head vigorously.

His already shriveled body shrank again.

Accompanied by a low roar, a seemingly crude stone sculpture flew out of Gongsun Sanyang's body. The stone sculpture was dragon head, lion's body, tiger's tail, and wings on the back. It curled up all over and crawled on the ground.

At first glance, this is a rough stone carving made of ordinary granite.

But when you look closely, every mark and every pattern on the stone sculpture are natural, faintly consistent with the movement trajectory of the stars in the sky.

A trace of agile light flashed in the stone sculpture, and accompanied by a low beast roar, the stone sculpture suddenly moved.

The stone sculpture, which was more than ten feet long, suddenly turned into flesh and blood. Then, it rushed to press the Demon Supreme's animal clone under its body. A pair of thick front paws were torn wildly, and the animal clone was torn into pieces in a few seconds.

The animal clone hissed in pain, roared with black blood all over, spitting out black air, rolling into the dark clouds with the stone sculpture.

"This is the ancient Fuxi family, a tomb-stood beast in front of the tomb." Gongsun Sanyang panted and smiled with a 'swallow': "Who knows what his name is? However, after all, it is a tomb-stood thing for the ancient saints. Even if the essence and blood that I can provide is limited, his power is not small, right?"

Gasping, Gongsun Sanyang took out a small pill bottle, took out three blood-colored pills, and swallowed them in one bite.

His shriveled and shrinking body quickly enriched as if inflated.

He smiled 'giggled': "You can't imagine how much foundation I have, you can't imagine it at all. Hey, hey, I went through a lot of hardships and took the big risks that day to have the opportunity today... Don't even think about destroying my plan."

Wu Tie simply sat cross-legged in the air, letting the golden sword curtain hang above his head.

He activated the golden light of merit, invading the golden sword curtain one by one, and at the same time laid out a labyrinth of time and space around him, covering himself tightly.

This time and space maze cannot stop the sword intent and sword energy released from the golden sword curtain, but Wu Tie believes that if the Demon Supreme and the others want to sneak attack him, this time and space maze will definitely give them a good look.

Suddenly, a tragic howling came, holding a white bone banner in his hand, flashed behind Gongsun Sanyang like a ghost, trying to sneak attack his hell clone, but was inexplicably wrapped by a flame all over his body, and the handle was pierced through his body.

The red flame wrapped around the Hell's clone burning wildly, and the Hell's clone was dying in hysteria. The flame red lotus composed of red flames was sprayed out from its mouth, and it rolled and struggled in the air in great pain.

Gongsun Sanyang, whose body had just become much more abundant, completely turned into a thin reed rod.

Obviously, in order to activate this Vajra Sprite, he paid a left arm as a price. The result of the battle was that the clone of the Hell completely lost its combat power for a while. This Vajra Sprite was obviously a secret treasure that Gongsun Sanyang had prepared for how long to deal with the clone of the Hell.

The Demon Supreme's face became extremely ugly.

He waved his axe and chopped up Gongsun Sanyang frantically.

Gongsun Sanyang was covered with thick flint fire. The axe slashed the flint fire and splashed the sparks all over the sky, shaking the sticky blood flowing out of Gongsun Sanyang's nostrils. However, for a while, the Demon Supreme could not break through this layer of flint fire.

"Bastard, I am the real person, I am the real person, I am the real person!" The Demon Supreme felt a burst of chills and frightened. He roared hysterically at Gongsun Sanyang.

"No, you and I are both the original deity... Only the five of them are truly and completely pure clones." Gongsun Sanyang stared at the Demon Supreme with a fierce look: "How can one person have two original deities? So, you should hurry up and merge with me again."

A demon flag flew up above the head of the Demon Supreme. He looked at Gongsun Sanyang and said in a deep voice: "No, I am the Demon Emperor, I am the Supreme, I should be the Lord!"

The black magic flag turned into a huge black Tai Chi diagram and slowly pressed down from above the head towards Gongsun Sanyang.

The void twisted, the breath twisted, and countless black lightning lights of fists, shaped like skeletons, poured out from the Tai Chi diagram, like a storm, hitting the flint fire outside Gongsun Sanyang's body.

The black skeleton attached to the flint fire and dissipated by itself.

Each black skull thunder fire dissipates, and it will take away the same volume of flint fire.

Countless black skeleton-shaped thunder and fire fell, and the flint fire that Gongsun Sanyang protected his body was washed away layer by layer.

Gongsun Sanyang looked at the Demon Supreme with deep eyes: "Scared, I didn't expect that you would still be the climate, but I am the real person!"

Gongsun Sanyang gritted his teeth and waved his right hand gently. A mulberry branch about three feet long and greenish-colored green was swung out by him. With just one blow, golden flames rose from the mulberry branch, smashing all the black skeleton thunder fire falling above his head.

The Demon Supreme spurted out an old blood, and he gritted his teeth, waved his axe more and more crazily, and attacked Gongsun Sanyang.

At the same time, the clones of the Heavenly Dao, Asura Dao, and Hungry Ghost Dao also rushed forward. They each held the magic treasures in their hands and bombarded Gongsun Sanyang in a hysterical way.

After all, he is the Demon Emperor of the Supreme Demon Kingdom. The Demon Supreme and his five clones have a lot of good things.

Every magic treasure is a top-level weapon, with a powerful power comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual object.

Wu Tie sat cross-legged and simply closed his eyes.

Far away in the Wudu, Wu Tie Sandha was in seclusion in the underground palace where the giant flying boat was refining the giant flying boat. The Yin-Yang Taoist, Canghai Taoist, and Five Elements Taoist opened their eyes at the same time. They all shouted loudly and forcibly suppressed the giant flying boat in the furnace of the road.

Three streams of light rushed out of the underground palace, and the scolding of the Yin-Yang Taoist resounded throughout the entire Wudu: "Six Demon Lords, come with me to go out... Well, aren't these friends very friendly? No matter where they came from, the gentleman captured them alive and was sent to the Heavenly Prison."

"Well, I'll ask a few ancestors to take out all the ox, horse treasures from the belly of these pretentious friends for me."

Six paths of profound demon light soared into the sky from the Wudu City. The Six Desire Demon Lord screamed and made a distracting strange laugh. Following the Yin-Yang Taoist and the three men rushed into a military camp outside the Wudu City.

In the military camp, the huge teleportation array was running. The three Yin-Yang Taoist and the Six Demon Lord came from Wudu to the magnificent military city in southern Xinjiang specially prepared for the army of the Supreme Demon Kingdom.

Nine streamers rushed out of the military city, and flashed, and arrived at the battlefield where the three Wu Jin brothers were fighting fiercely. The Yin-Yang Taoist roared, and nine streamers broke into the giant portal at the same time.

The demon lords from the eight supreme demon kingdoms, including Qiongji, exclaimed in unison: "Nine Venerables? Plus you..."

Qiongji and others were disgusted and turned around and were about to escape into the portal.

But as soon as they raised their steps, a terrifying curse witch power swept out in the military city. The eight great expeditions made the eight demon masters of the family groan in unison. There were colorful and extremely strange plasma in the seven orifices, and they were constantly spitting out of their bodies. There were thousands of strange witchcraft poisons coming out of thin air, forcing them to invade their bodies.

Wu Jin's big axe slashed out with an axe, directly knocking a demon lord in front of him torture, and vomiting blood and pouring on the ground.

"Wu Tie... why are you messing with me?" Wu Jin carried the axe and cursed at the sky: "Brother, I finally find a good opponent... Mom, a group of soft eggs, are you sagging?"

Qiongji was furious and vomited blood while hissing and cursing: "Our injuries have not healed... How many ranks do you have? Your witch curse... is a bit outrageous... How many ranks have you used?"

The witch prison's shameless voice came from the city wall.

"It seems to be a bit bullying you... But, our Wu family has always been like this in war. You offended our Wu clan alone, and our family is fighting with you... Your number is ten times or a hundred times more than ours, and our family is fighting with you."

"Well, our whole clan has more than 300 ranks of honor... If you can gather 3,000 ranks of honor to bully us, our Wu family will definitely be weak, and we will do our best to fight you!"

The eight demons all vomited blood.

This is too shameless. Where did they get three thousand ranks?
Chapter completed!