Feng Shaobai roared angrily, ignoring the soft whip that was coming close to him, and struck down the chain hammer in his hand. It was simple and direct, and he hit Qing Mu'er with a thousand catties of force, knocking down ten tigers with one force.
Qing Mu'er quickened her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, twisted around, and stretched the soft whip in her hand like a spear, straight into Huanglong. The tip of the whip was as fast as lightning, and the angle was extremely tricky.
Concerned about Qing Muer's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained in every aspect, afraid of his feet and unable to perform, not to mention how depressed he felt.
In the middle of the field, there were heavy whip shadows and gusts of hammering wind. You came and I went, and no one could do anything to anyone for a while. The stalemate made the people watching the battle anxious. This sword was ruthless, and it was inevitable that someone would make a mistake.
, they couldn't afford it if something unexpected happened, but in order to avoid the deterioration of the relationship between the two clans and not being able to go into battle personally, they were all as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
After being entangled for a long time and having no choice but to do anything about the other party, Qing Muer became a little angry and her mind became hot. In order to obtain the life fruit and the sixth-grade medicine prescription for Xiao Yan, she no longer cared about the relationship between the two clans, and it was impossible to think about bringing benefits to the Blood Demon clan.
No matter what kind of trouble comes, be prepared to wave for everyone to take action.
Qing Mu'er's impatient expression was seen by the elder in red, and she couldn't help but feel frightened. In the current situation, as long as Qing Mu'er gives an order, it will be a big melee, and there will inevitably be casualties. The friendship between the two races
The relationship has completely collapsed. What should we do?
When everyone was at a loss what to do, at this moment, a gust of wind came rushing from mid-air...
The people who could appear around him silently in the consciousness of himself and others were definitely not ordinary people. Moreover, it was still unknown whether the visitor was an enemy or a friend, and both warring parties felt nervous.
In an instant, I saw an old man wearing blood-red robes, standing on a halberd, standing in the air. The halberd was two meters long, and the blade was shaped like a crescent moon. The whole body was dark, except for the tip of the blade, which was blood red. The halberd faced the wind.
, the whimpering sound continued, as if there were thousands of ghosts attached to the halberd body, it was definitely a top-quality weapon.
Compared with the top-quality halberd, the old man in blood-red robes looks a bit thin. His skin is reddish brown, his curly beard, long eyebrows, and his sky-high head are even brighter and fiery red. The depths of his black eyes are
, like a red flame burning blazingly, making people dare not look at it.
The old man was standing there, exuding a strong aura, boundless and boundless, dripping upwards, surrounded by ribbons of magic mist, which oppressed people so much that they broke out in cold sweat and almost felt like suffocating.
As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Muer and Feng Shaobai, who were fighting, stopped involuntarily.
"Fourth Grandpa, you are finally back. You miss Mu'er so much." Qing Mu'er scolded and threw herself in front of the old man.
"Mu'er, come here, let Fourth Grandpa take a good look at her. Tsk tsk, she looks more juicy." When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled brightly, and all his aura immediately disappeared without a trace.
The old man is the fourth elder of the Blood Demon clan. He has been hailed as a rare genius in the clan since he was a child. He has an unruly nature and likes to travel everywhere. His whereabouts are unpredictable. He has disappeared for nearly two thousand years, but he did not expect to appear here.
"I've met the fourth elder." The elder in red and others were very excited when they saw the fourth elder, and they all came forward to greet him.
"Hmm, are you all okay?" The fourth elder was also very happy to see everyone, but his eyes never left Qing Mu'er, and everyone was sweating violently because of his unmistakable doting.
"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here?" Qing Muer coquettishly jumped happily like a red flame.
"I had just stepped into Juxi City and was about to go back to the Magic City when I felt Mu'er's aura and came over quickly." The fourth elder was particularly kind in front of Qing Mu'er.
"The Fourth Grandfather is the best to Mu'er." Qing Mu'er said with a sweet smile, and everyone was speechless again. Who in the Blood Demon clan doesn't know that the fourth elder dotes on Qing Mu'er, even more than Qing Haoran.
"Fourth Elder, I feel that your strength seems to have greatly increased now. How many stars are you in?" The red-clothed elder was standing nearby. Feeling the imposing aura of the Fourth Elder, he couldn't help but interject.
"Yes, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."
"Haha, Eight Stars." The fourth elder replied casually.
The fourth elder's understatement was more shocking than the overwhelming momentum. Although there are legends of the existence of the Nine-Star Dou Emperor in Dou Emperor Continent, no one has seen it with his own eyes since the ancient catastrophe, not even the
I have never heard of his name.
The Eight-Star Dou Emperor is naturally the pinnacle of power in the actual sense. They are rare and can only be counted on one finger. All of them are the pinnacle of the super power. Now there is an Eight-Star Dou Emperor in the Blood Demon clan. With the addition of the Blood Demon Order, you can see
The real unification of the demon clan is just around the corner, and the elders were excited.