King Xianlang of Rurong advanced to the level of Golden Immortal, but he did not choose to use all the power of the Far North Demon Kingdom to attack Wolf City.
The gesture of coming alone shows that there can only be one demon king in the extreme northern wilderness.
This kind of life-and-death battle at the beginning of the advancement is very important for honing the combat power of the entire Golden Immortal stage. After the advancement, the cultivator has made a huge leap in mastering the laws of heaven and earth and spiritual power, and his own combat consciousness wants to adapt to this leap.
It's not easy.
Human monks like to hold Taoist meetings at this time, and secretly engage in debates on the principles of Taoism.
The demon clan, on the other hand, will mostly follow the instinctive choice in their hearts and use a hearty fight to celebrate and control this leap.
Therefore, no matter whether they are looking at King Yurong or Lang Xing, their mood at this moment is full of expectations.
Lang Xing kicked his feet, and the demonic body of a thousand feet whipped up a violent evil wind, and jumped directly into the sky. King Yurong beat his chest with both hands, not to be outdone, he got down on all fours, and pushed his front paws hard towards the ground. His whole body seemed to be out of control.
loaded the cannonball and chased after Lang Xing.
The decisive battle battlefield is high in the wilderness to avoid excessive damage to low-level monsters in the aftermath of the battle.
After all, both Wolf City and Demon Kingdom will be the property of the winner, and both demons obviously think that they are the one with the last laugh.
"You are very mysterious. It is incredible that you were able to develop a huge power under my nose in such a short period of time. When I really paid attention to the existence of Wolf City, I found that the cost of destroying Wolf City would seriously slow down my development.
The speed of advancement." King Hurong's voice was like boulders rubbing against each other, hoarse and cold, with a hint of certainty.
"But what I didn't expect is that you advanced to Golden Immortal almost at the same time as me. I have to sigh at the magic of fate."
Under the impact of the energy of the two demons, the clouds thousands of miles high in the sky were dispersed, and the moonlight poured into the wasteland without any hindrance. Under the reflection of the frost on the ground, the polar night appeared brighter than ever before.
Lang Xing stared at King Yurong's belly covered with golden ape hair. The impact of the violent beating just now made the belly meat on his belly bounce like waves.
For the powerful Jinxian, the so-called belly fat is definitely not useless fat. It is very likely that it is some kind of energy that is fixed in this form.
"Actually, I have seen your clone a long time ago, and you dared to claim the name of the Driver of the Gods. I believe King Rong Rong also has his own opinions on the current situation in the Three Realms!"
Lang Xing kept recalling the Flesh and Flesh Clone Technique in his sea of ​​consciousness, visualizing the Dharma images of the human clone and the zombie demon clone. After the Immortal Demonic Clone was formed, he gained new insights into the use of clones, and was naturally happy to communicate with King Rurong.
, try to delay as much time as possible.
"Haha! What qualifications does a mere Golden Immortal have to say about the situation in the Three Realms? There are quasi-sages and powerful beings in the world. It is a blessing for someone like me to occupy a remote territory in the human world and be at ease. If I want to participate in the general trend of the Three Realms,
Please first ask the quasi-sage of the demon clan to come forward and plant a flag!"
King Hurong showed the disdainful smile of a big brother who has experienced the darkness of society and sees a young man with beautiful dreams.
If Lang Xing talks to him about the ownership of the Far North Wasteland, King Yurong will seriously consider it. At this time, for such a young man who talks about the general trend of the Three Realms, he can't help but lower his evaluation of Lang Xing a bit.
The corners of his eyes twitched, and the hairless skin folds on the ape's face and the protruding upper jaw formed a cold and cruel smile.
The demonic light flashed in his hand, and a long whip made from the sinews and bones of various creatures suddenly swung.
In an instant, dozens of ancient gods appeared in the air, driving these giant beasts that combined the power of demon power and barbarian faith with long whips, and launched a charge towards Lang Xing!
The one who rushed to the front was the ancient god enshrined by the Ewen tribe that Lang Xing had seen before - the tiger demon "Great God Bai Nacha" with the blood of the white tiger.
After King Rong advanced, he seemed to have more detailed control over the ancient gods driven by them. He waved his whip and the gods ran wildly. There were actually some orchestra conductors in the past who waved their batons to control the beauty of the musicians' performances.
A cold light flashed in Lang Xing's eyes, and he said calmly: "I wanted to tell you about the future trends, but you only focus on one-third of an acre of your own land. King Yurong, your road is narrow!"
At the critical moment, Lang Xing's whole body was filled with gray energy, and his flesh and blood stirred at an extremely fast frequency. He suddenly transformed, and a head sprouted from the left and right sides of the wolf's head. The head of the handsome human man opened his mouth and yelled, and an invisible shock wave of spiritual consciousness swept across.
When he came out, the ancient god beast had a splitting headache, and its speed suddenly dropped.
The other head looked like a corpse demon with a green face and fangs. As he opened his eyes, thousands of feet of dragon wings covered with black scales spread out from behind Lang Xing.
Two pairs of arms also grow from both ribs of the body, holding the Heaven-Destroying Sword and the Bone-Transforming Divine Sword respectively, and slash out several sword beams.
Three heads and six arms!
The dragon wings vibrated, and Lang Xing directly entered the explosive state of the immortal demon. He rushed into the group of ancient beasts without fear, and the Gengjin wolf claws without a sword penetrated Bai Nacha's tiger head.
The heads of the human race and the corpse demon each controlled the divine swords and spirit treasures to stop the other ancient beasts. Lang Xing made a sharp mistake with the wolf's claws, and the tiger's head was broken in half like a rotten watermelon.
The cold light of the Heaven-Destroying Sword flashed, and the split tiger's head was broken off immediately. The giant mouth technique moved according to his heart, and the tiger's head was directly swallowed into Lang Xing's belly.
With the immortal demon and the power roulette, what Lang Xing is least afraid of is this kind of group battle!
"Good boy! It's interesting!"
King Hurong smiled ferociously, with a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes, but his hands kept moving, the tip of the whip shook out and made a crackling sound, and the explosions seemed to contain some special pattern. All the ancient gods and giant beasts suddenly roared violently, and they were unstoppable.
Fearing death, he pounced on Lang Xing and buried him directly.
He is extremely confident that even an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal will be consumed to death by dozens of violent ancient gods!
He spit out a short whistle magic weapon that shone with silver luster. Under the short and sharp whistle, the beasts emitted a strange black gas.
The black energy is connected to the spiritual domain of the King of Rurong. It distorts and deforms with the whistle, like a bodyless, man-eating monster.
King Hurong stirred up the demonic energy and looked solemn. It was obvious that this magical power was also a means of suppressing the situation for him, and it was not easy to use it.
He wanted to refine Lang Xing into an Ancient God puppet after the Ancient God beast severely injured him!
Click click click…
Weird, strange, and terrifying chewing sounds came from the black air.
A satisfied smile appeared on King Hurong's face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other hand that was not holding the whip. His feet gave way and he fell directly into the air.
This method of quickly refining the gods had almost drained the demonic energy from his body, and now he began to worry that the violent ancient beasts would bite Lang Xing and devour him completely, leaving him unable to refine.
He took out a five-turn elixir filled with immortal energy. This kind of treasure from heaven, which was obtained at a huge cost, is extremely rare in human sects. Many demon immortals without heel have never even heard of it.
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This is the knowledge and foundation, Nian Qiangren.
King Hurong glanced at the giant beast battle group, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, summoned up his demonic aura again, and gave the order to stop eating.
Chapter completed!