The five people's magical powers are all outstanding among their fellow disciples, and they also carry secret treasures and killing weapons on this trip. However, the powerful demon emperors in the demon clan army are not vegetarians, and Gongsun Yong and other monks in the Beiju Luzhou may not help them in times of crisis. As for Liu Changsheng, it would be strange if he didn't take any harm.

They can't escape without fighting, let alone the problem of embarrassment. As soon as the news comes out, it will not be easy for the three major sects to gain a foothold in Beijulu Prefecture.

In addition to the wind dragon, warning sounds came one after another, and countless monsters turned their eyes to the wind dragon whizzing past the sky. A group of patrolling demon kings followed Feng Long, not daring to get close, but did not dare to stay away. Many demon kings had already spread the news to the central army camp.

"If you don't want to die, get away!"

A rough and prosperous man's voice came from the wind dragon, and the thunderous sound spread thousands of miles, with the arrogance and domineeringness he spoke.

When hearing Liu Changsheng's voice, not only the demon kings were frightened, but even some of the god-transforming monks on the flying boat were secretly nervous.

“Is this too swagger?”

This idea emerged in many people's minds.

In addition to Liu Changsheng, there are as many as eighteen God-transforming powers on the flying boat, and their power is indeed much stronger than the last battle in Chuiyun City. But who knows how many demon emperors of the demon clan have come to reinforce in these ten days?

But everyone has already boarded the "ship", so it is hard to complain if you are dissatisfied at this moment.

"Children Baihu, grandpa is here to see you. Why don't you get out and greet me!"

Liu Changsheng's voice rang again.

Everyone behind him was shocked again and looked at Gongsun Yong.

Gongsun Yong was speechless. The style of painting was completely different from the original idea, but he still couldn't say anything.

More than ten powerful god-transforming gods could not quietly break into the camp of the demon clan's army, and everyone was unwilling to stay in the space treasure and be "taken" to the camp of the demon clan's army. Even Gongsun Yong personally mastered this space treasure. Because of this, after everyone's discussion, Gongsun Yong suggested that Liu Changsheng use demonic energy to cover up Xingzang and cover everyone to approach the camp of the demon clan's army, and suddenly launched an attack, but he did not expect that Liu Changsheng would be so arrogant.

The transformed demon kings who were approaching Feng Long slowed down after hearing this and looked at the direction where the Central Army camp was located.

Liu Changsheng's tone was too loud. Judging from the meaning of this sentence, it seemed that he was an elder of Hushan Jun. Of course, he might also be an opponent.

The rich demonic aura surrounding the wind dragon is enough to prove that the wind dragon is controlled by a powerful demon clan, but judging from the momentum, it looks like it is not good.

In the camp of the demon clan's army, a powerful demon emperor had already walked out of the cave, letting go of the spiritual sense to investigate the whistling wind dragon.

Monsters circling and flying in the wind dragon. Some low-level monsters with weak magic bodies have died, but ninety percent of the monsters are still alive, but they cannot escape from the shackles of the wind dragon. However, the demonic aura emitted from these monsters is mixed together. The wind dragon is mixed with mud, sand, wood and stone, circling rapidly, constantly changing its direction, and blocking the divine consciousness of a group of demon emperors' powerful men, and they cannot detect the scene in the center of the wind dragon.

"What's going on?"

"Who is this person!"

Many powerful demon emperors looked at Hushan Jun with inquiring eyes.

Hushan Jun was full of mist.

This sounded a bit familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was. There were not many people in the monsters who dared to call him "White Tiger Child", but he didn't dare to offend anyone.

The wind dragon is getting closer and closer to the Central Army camp. At this speed, it will arrive in a moment.

"Hmph, I want to see who dares to be so presumptuous!"

Hushan Jun snorted coldly and followed.

Two powerful demon emperors beside him followed one after another.

The Great Saint of Moving Mountain frowned, thinking about why the voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember which monster it was.

Although he has profound magical powers and powerful magical powers, this camp is dominated by Hushan Jun. With Hushan Jun taking action, he naturally doesn't need to go to greet him.

The Great Sage of Fire Spirit in the other direction also had no intention of greeting.

However, the other three demon emperors in other directions all soared into the air and followed Hushan Jun.

The horse-faced demon king's heart was pounding. He heard the sound was like Liu Changsheng's voice, but he didn't dare to be sure. He opened his mouth, and wanted to speak out the truth, but hesitated.

Last time he fled in a hurry, Hushan Lord and the Great Sage of Fire Spirit cursed him one after another, which made him feel very upset.

"What if he doesn't matter, there are tall people holding on to him when the sky falls!"

The horse-faced demon king muttered to himself, looked into the distance, and watched leisurely and started to move.

Amid the sharp roar, the wind dragon was getting closer and closer to the demon clan camp.

Six other powerful demon emperors, including Hushan Jun, rushed out of the demon clan camp, each of them drove a demon cloud and stood in the air, blocking Feng Long's way. Hundreds of transformed demon kings who guarded the demon clan camp followed behind these powerful demon emperors.

"Who is ahead? Stop quickly!"

A middle-aged man in purple robe with a fierce face shouted at the roaring Feng Long, raised a black spear in his hand, and a vast spirit rose into the sky, approaching Feng Long.

This man in purple robe is a middle-level demon emperor. Although he had just arrived in the demon army three days ago, he was always one of the top ten war generals under Hushanjun and was born with divine power when he was in the path of demon beasts.

The other four demon emperors behind Hushanjun also urged their magic power, and each had a powerful spiritual pressure descending from the sky and forcing Feng Long.

Although these five people did not take action directly, these five spiritual pressures were enough to easily shatter the wind dragon.

Indeed, the wind dragon that was roaring like a thigh and claws suddenly scattered, mud, sand and gravel flew out, and tens of thousands of monsters flew out of the collapsed wind dragon and scattered. More than half of them were monsters roaring towards the Hushanjun and other demon kings like rain. The demon king bumped into the demon king.

Most of these monsters were living creatures. After suddenly breaking away from the shackles of Fenglong, a small number of high-level monsters with strong magic power struggled to escape in all directions. The middle and low-level monsters with low magic power directly killed a group of demon kings and demon kings like beast-shaped weapons.

Hushanjun and other monsters were stunned. Seeing that these monsters were not strangled by Fenglong, they thought that the one who controlled Fenglong was a powerful demon emperor, and did not take action in advance. Now, looking at the situation in front of them, it was clearly an enemy at work.

These monsters that flew into the air naturally could not hurt the lives of the demon king's powerful men, and even a group of demon kings could not hurt them. However, once they tried to resist, they would inevitably kill these middle and low-level monsters.

The best way is of course to hide.

But the Hushan Jun felt inexplicably tight, as if he had noticed something was wrong. A silver armor flashed around his body, and three flags suddenly appeared behind him. Among the three flags, red, green and gold, there was a lifelike shadow of a tiger. He reached out to grab the void, and a silver Fangtian painting halberd appeared in his palm. Another big hand pressed the void in front of him, snorting coldly, "Condensing!"

A vast spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the void within a radius of tens of thousands of feet was as if it was sealed. The "beast-shaped weapons" shot from the sky suddenly stopped in the air, and then flew towards the ground with crackling sounds.

Seeing that Hushan Jun sacrificed magic weapons to protect him, the five powerful demon emperors behind him also sacrificed magic weapons, and even rushed forward in a row.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here? Why don't you hurry up..."

The voice of the man in the purple robe rang out like thunder, and the spear in his hand pointed in the direction of Feng Long's collapse, but he had just spoken halfway, but was interrupted by the sharp sound of breaking through the air.

A series of colorful lights shot up quickly, as fast as wind and lightning. The imprisoned void in front of everyone's eyes collapsed instantly.

Looking closely, the light that was flying in was almost all flying swords, colorful and dozens of them. The two flying swords in front were red and white, cold and hot, pointing directly to Hushan Jun. The distance was ten thousand feet long, and it was actually a cross in the blink of an eye.

Seeing so many flying swords roaring, and seeing the ancient pine-patterned sword surrounded by red flames, the silver-white flying sword followed by the ancient pine-patterned sword, Hushanjun's expression suddenly changed, his scalp was numb, and his arm swung his halberd and stinged, a silver light exploded in front of him. Thousands of silver halberd shadows flew out, blocking the demons. A loud tiger roar sounded, and a tiger shadow flew out from the three-color red, green and gold flagpoles behind him, and he rushed towards the two red and white flying swords with his teeth and claws. The speed of these three tigers was three points faster than the halberd shadow.

The other five demon emperors also sacrificed magic weapons and launched attacks.

Although the halberd shadows sacrificed by Hushan Jun were powerful, it was a pity that the speed of these flying swords was too fast and close to everyone. The halberd shadows shattered one after another, which only made the speed of the flying swords a little slower. The three tigers and pine-patterned swords flying out from behind Hushan Jun collided with the silver-white flying swords, and they also failed to repel these two flying swords. Hushan Jun had to swing the halberd again to meet them.

He was extremely familiar with the natal flying swords of Gongsun Yong and Shen Lan, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

Fortunately, the target of the other dozens of flying swords was not him, but slashed at the purple-robed demon emperor beside him.

Behind the flying swords, a sharp arrow roared. Although the sharp arrow was a little slower than the flying sword, it was a little faster than the flying sword. It came first and pointed directly at another short and fat demon king beside Hushanjun.

In addition to flying swords, sharp arrows, a big axe, and a golden spear were also whistling.
Chapter completed!