He shook his head helplessly. He was indeed a close attendant of God Haotian. These three people had really bad tempers.

Yang Jian looked at the three Kongsang brothers and suddenly let out a sarcastic sneer.

The three Kongsang brothers immediately glared at Yang Jian and said angrily: "Zhenjun Erlang, why are you smiling?"

Yang Jian glared at the three brothers, and sneered: "Do you still think that you are still the spiritual officers of Tongming Palace?"

The three Kongsang brothers shouted in unison: "What do you want to do? You are not convinced, but you want a fight?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and sneered repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay, let's have a show today! If my uncle is not here, I will knock your head off and see what else you have to say!"

The three Kongsang brothers' eyes lit up, and they displayed their weapons at the same time: "Wonderful, we brothers have wanted to have a discussion with the number one god of war in the three realms. We have had this idea for countless years! If His Majesty hadn't suppressed us,

We have already reached Guanjiangkou!"

Seeing that Yang Jian and the Kongsang brothers were getting more and more tense as they talked, Gu Xiechen couldn't help but feel angry. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of domineering aura developed from practicing the black and yellow immortal body magic power suddenly released. The black and yellow air currents all over his body

There was a tumbling motion, and huge pressure enveloped the surroundings. Yang Jian was shocked but was fine, but the three Kongsang brothers turned pale and fell to their knees heavily.

The three brothers looked at Gu Xiechen in shock and exclaimed at the same time: "The Lord has actually inherited His Majesty's mantle?"

Without any hesitation, the three Kongsang brothers kowtowed heavily to Gu Xiechen: "The last general Kongsangri (Kongsangyue, Kongsangxing) has met the Supreme Lord!" The attitudes of the three brothers at this time were shocking.

Don't be too respectful. Look at their appearance. Even if Gu Xiechen wants them to commit suicide, they will wipe their necks without hesitation. The contrast between the attitudes before and after is so strong!

Gu Xiechen was stunned. The mysterious power of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body has such an effect? ​​How could the three Kongsang brothers who were so arrogant be subdued? He looked at Yang Jian in surprise, and Yang Jian also looked at him with a look of horror.

Ancient evil dust.

After a long time, Yang Jian shook his head gently, and he said to Gu Xiechen: "I don't know about my uncle's affairs. In short, the Haotian God is not that simple! But the Xuanhuang Immortal Body

The technique can suppress these three people with just a wisp of breath, hehe!"

Nodding slightly, Gu Xiechen had some idea in his mind. After all, he was the ancient Emperor of Heaven. It was not surprising that God Haotian could have such a method. But it was just a trace of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body Cultivation Technique.

It's really surprising that the breath can intimidate these three people.

Just as they asked the three Kongsang clans to stand up, a golden light suddenly flashed in the distance. The monkey with its withered hair and billowing black smoke had already fled back in embarrassment, waving the black stick. He flew towards this direction while shouting loudly.

He kept telling Gu Xiechen and the others to prepare to run away quickly.

Just behind the monkey, the demon dragon Gen, who had restored his dragon form and compressed his body to less than 10,000 meters in length, was spitting out black flames and chasing after him. The black flames that were as thick as iron juice did not leave the monkey at all.

His buttocks almost set his flailing tail on fire several times.

Above the head of Demon Dragon Gen, three blood descendants nearly a hundred meters tall, covered in black scales and bearing a huge dragon head, stood proudly. They exuded a suffocating and tyrannical aura. Gu Xie

Chen Chen only had a slight contact with their breath, and his face turned pale.

These three descendants of the Demonic Dragon Gen who have just rushed back here all have terrifying cultivation levels of the tenth level of the Golden Immortal!

This Demonic Dragon Gen is so prolific, why are the descendants he gave birth to so powerful? Back then, El Loli's Roman Empire was completely destroyed, but it was natural. How did she even escape the Demonic Dragon Gen?

The fact that the blood descendants are chasing after him is really amazing.

"What a tragedy!"

With a helpless cry, Gu Xiechen glared at the black stick in the monkey's hand that he was reluctant to throw away, smiled bitterly, turned around and fled with Yang Jian and the others. Even the three Kongsang brothers did not say a word.

They followed behind and fled in a hurry. They had just recovered their physical bodies, but they did not have the confidence to fight against the existence of the tenth-level Golden Immortal.

Helplessly, the group of people struggled to escape forward in the vast sea of ​​stars.

Along the way, Demonic Dragon Gen did not know how many creatures he devoured and how many spiritual veins he plundered. The more he chased, the more his cultivation level recovered.

After fleeing forward for another year and three months, Demonic Dragon Gen's cultivation level has surprisingly returned to the level of the Golden Immortal Peak.
Chapter completed!