"It's a pity that the higher you climb, the harder you fall." Guan Heng sneered: "Your plan has failed. Do you know what the fate is now?"

"Stop talking. I will never regret everything I have done now." Chi Mo was very stubborn. He raised his head and shouted: "At worst, it's just that I'll die. My life is here. If you have the ability, you can take it."

"We are not interested in killing you." Ruotao suddenly smiled and said, "But, the Holy King may not be."

As soon as she said something, Chi Mo felt a chill on his back and asked subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"

Guan Heng suddenly bounced his fingers, and the sluts flew away immediately, instantly grasping the guy's limbs. He smiled and said, "Just do this and throw this dog onto the battlefield ahead."

"Ahhhh--" Before Chi Mo's scream could finish, his body had already landed in the middle of the three ancient spirit kings taking action.

"Bang bang bang, pang bang!" Several rapid attacks with the wind broke Chi Mo's body, causing the boy to die, and the evil fight between the three kings reached a white-hot stage.

"Roar!" The Lion King and Peng King knew that their power could not last long, so the moment they roared in unison, they finally released their original spiritual breath shadow, and wanted to join forces to trap the Holy King with the generated "spiritual realm", but the other party seemed to be prepared and took action in an instant.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Calm down, I noticed it too." Guan Heng whispered to Xiaobai: "The spiritual energy that bursts out from this guy's body is very close to the Five Elements God. Let's wait and see what's going on, I need to figure it out clearly."

Hearing this, the little white cat stopped its impatient movements. The next moment, the Holy King's palm gathered in a colorful light, and then collided towards the spiritual realm created by the two kings. "Bang bang bang!" The violent sounds came one after another, and the colorful spiritual breath actually counteracted the opponent's attack.

"Puff, puff!" The Lion King and Peng King spurted blood arrows due to huge damage to the original spiritual breath, and then "twisted" backwards for more than ten steps, and then barely stopped.

"Hahaha, go against me? Let you know what kind of painful price you have to pay!" As soon as the ancient spirit king finished speaking, he planned to kill, but at this moment, his body suddenly trembled violently, and then he sprayed out a mouthful of turbid blood mist: "Puff--"

This old holy king finally couldn't withstand the decline of his life span. As the saying goes, he hurts one thousand enemies and suffers eight hundred of them, and he is also seriously injured.

"Yi, adoptive father?!" An Yan was immersed in the pain of being betrayed by his lover. At this moment, when he saw his adoptive father being injured, he immediately became a little more awake.

The next moment, An Yan immediately struggled to get up and pounced on the other party, reached out to support him, and asked, "How are you?"

"Uh uh uh... so uncomfortable..." The Holy King murmured to himself: "Are I really old? Damn it, damn, if I have more life spans, I can better control 'them'."

Suddenly, his eyes stared at An Yan beside him, and suddenly grabbed the other party's forehead. An Yan never expected that he would attack him and was shocked and said, "Entertainment Father, what are you going to do?"

"Hehehehehehehehehe, what are you doing? My dearest adopted daughter, my dearest baby."

The Holy King suddenly smiled strangely: "Do you know why I love you so much? That's because 'you' is my best 'work' in the Secret Cave of Shouyuan. I used countless hard materials to cultivate such a perfect skin for you. Unfortunately, what I created was a woman's appearance. Before the last resort, I disdained to use you, but now it's finally time!"

"No, no...I don't believe it." An Yan's face was covered in tears at this moment. She cried in great pain: "Don't kill me, even you, you want to kill me, why, why do you all treat me like this? I'm not willing to give up--"

"Don't resent me. If you want to resent, you will blame yourself for your bad life." As soon as the Holy King finished speaking, five rays of shining strange light suddenly appeared all over his body.

"Swish swish swish swish-" A strange light wrapped in the wind and penetrated into An Yan's facial features such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and other facial features. Her body kept trembling, making her look extremely painful.

Qing Huang saw it from a distance and subconsciously pulled Guan Heng's arm: "This poor woman was betrayed by her lover and her adoptive father. Now she is in danger. Should we save her?"

"Calm down." Guan Heng whispered: "The Holy King said that he wanted to use her as the 'seal' to maintain his life span. You have also seen it. Miss An Yan will not die for a while. Let's find an opportunity to save her."

After a moment of pause, he continued to speak: "What's more, the five airflows that just flowed out of the Holy King's body should have a great relationship with the missing five gods. In this way, you and I cannot act rashly."

Hearing this, Qing Huang looked slightly at the head, Ruotao and Gu Sangnu and others were also watching, but they held their weapons tightly and waited for the battle. The next moment, An Yan, who was held on his forehead by the Holy King, suddenly screamed loudly: "Ahhhhhhh--"

At this time, the Holy King let it go, and several vortexes of spiritual energy wrapped in strong wind emerged from "An Yan"'s body, which made her face and skin color look colorful, but her momentum soared more than ten times.

"Look, that's your enemy." The Holy King reached out and pointed his hand and kept breathing in the distance, and then said, "It's time to test your strength, kill me-"

"Wuwuwu--" An Yan, who was covered in colorful colors, shaped like a ghost, let out a low roar and suddenly pounced on the two kings.

"How capable can a slut have? Feel less despised." Although the Lion King was seriously injured, he still had three points of arrogance and strength left. He immediately shook his fists and went over.

"Huh Huh Huh!" Three punches were shot in a flash, attacking the opponent's door, with his neck and heart. The Lion King's attack was still extremely sharp, but An Yan was just rushing forward and ignoring the force of the fist.

"Bang bang bang!" The heavy punch fell on the woman, because she blocked her arms, and a green aura suddenly appeared in her left hand, gathering into a hard shield, barely blocking the attack.

"Hey, that's the wooden spiritual shield?!" Gu Sangniao screamed: "Why can she use it?"

"Bang!" As soon as Gu Sangnu finished speaking, the wooden shield in An Yan's palm disintegrated, but his clenched fist suddenly showed a faint golden light, and he had already faced the last fist of the Lion King. "Bang!" Both sides immediately retreated three and four steps, and fought to the point of equality.

Guan Heng murmured to himself: "This time it's Jin Lingqi... It seems that there must be something strange about it."
Chapter completed!