As a well-informed old devil, he naturally knows the gap between genius and genius.
But such a huge difference is unexpected.
After all, the Marquis of the Sun God is also a direct descendant of the Sun God Emperor. He has been personally taught by the Sun God Emperor since he was a child, and he has been fully trained by the Sun God Clan. Logically speaking, even if he loses, he should not lose so miserably and be beaten by someone.
Flying.
Although it didn't look like there was much damage, it would be a huge loss if it was knocked away with one punch.
It can also be seen from this that the strength of Maori Shenhou and Yu Mian are definitely not on the same level.
The words of the Inner Demon King are also the thoughts of all the creatures in front of the Observing Mirror.
For a moment, it was very quiet in front of the sky-viewing mirror, without a sound.
"Ah..." The angry voice of Lord Maori spread throughout the heavens.
A golden crow, its whole body burning with blazing flames, soared into the sky and screamed miserably.
This is the divine fire of the sun, not an ordinary flame, it is a divine flame that can only be possessed by those who have mastered the avenue of the sun to the extreme.
The Divine Marquis Maori teleported to Yu Mian, opened his mouth and spat out, and a broken picture scroll unfolded, like a picture of mountains and rivers, in which there were towering sacred mountains, majestic sacred rivers, vast forests, and
A swamp trapped by clouds and fog.
It turned into a real scene, covering the remaining crown and suppressing it.
"Suppress the demon!"
The God of Maori shouted loudly.
In an instant, the whole body of Maori God Marquis shone brightly, like a sun star shining in the sky.
Although the scroll he offered was damaged, the remaining parts glowed, still suppressing Yu Mian and taking him in. It was very terrifying.
This scroll is a great murder weapon that the Marquis Maori God found in the treasure house of the Sun God Clan before he came here.
Most of the damage is so powerful. You can imagine how powerful it is if it is complete. Even if it is not a god-king weapon, it is still a top-level god-king weapon.
The people present, the monks from the three tribes of Dragon and God, all changed their expressions and exclaimed in surprise. No one expected that the God of Maori suddenly made such a move and succeeded.
Maori Shenhou is also a decisive person. When he found that he was not as strong as Yu Mian, he directly used the magic weapon.
In the scroll, Yu Mian is suppressed by a large mountain, carrying the mountain on his back, and the bones of his body creak.
"snort!"
Yu Mian snorted coldly, his whole body glowed, and he was about to throw the sacred mountain away.
However, the divine patterns on the sacred mountain appeared, and the weight suddenly increased tens of millions of times, so much that the flesh and blood of Yu Mian almost broke under the pressure, and blood bleeded all over the body.
"good!"
The gods under the command of the Maori God Marquis cheered for joy.
Killing a genius from the human race in one battle, even with the help of a magic weapon, is something he can do.
"That's it?"
At this time, Yu Mian in the scroll actually smiled: "Give it to me!"
He shouted loudly, the demonic aura rose, and a demonic figure stood up from behind him. He couldn't see clearly clearly, and he was shaken with all his strength.
Bang! The sacred mountain was directly shaken to pieces.
The demonic shadow was like an ancient demon god, standing up straight in the dust and dirt, holding his crown in his palm, looking for a way out.
The Marquis of Maori God had a serious look on his face, and he quickly chanted a spell to control the scroll.
The scroll immediately shrank and emitted a hazy light. Although it was difficult, it finally turned into a scroll again and fell into the hands of Maori Shenhou.
"Hahahaha..." Maori Shenhou changed into a human form and laughed loudly.
As long as the scroll is restored to its original state, it is equivalent to trapping the enemy inside without being able to escape, and he will have enough time to refine the opponent to death.
"Lost?"
"The genius of a generation lost like this?"
"Is it true that the strength is not as good as the magic weapon?"
No matter inside or outside the stadium, countless creatures were shocked.
After all, Yu Mian had the name of Tianjiao, so he was suppressed by Maori Shenhou like that?
"Borrowing external forces will lead to victory without using force."
Bai Susu said angrily.
"Oh, stupid."
Marquis Maori Shenhou glanced at her disdainfully and said, "Ao Jiang, I'll leave the rest to you."
Although the remaining people are strong, without Yu Mian, they are ordinary geniuses at best. Ao Jiang and the Dragon Clan will be more than enough to defeat them.
But the words of Marquis Maori, which were equivalent to a superior ordering his subordinates, angered Ao Jiang.
However, he almost died in Zhao Ming's hands, while the Maori Shenhou took Yu Mian. Comparing the two, he really has no right to be angry.
Ao Jiang waved his hand silently, and the dragon clan stepped forward one after another and surrounded the remaining people.
"Aojiang, are you really going to ignore the covenant between the two races and collude with the Gods?"
Zhao Ming scolded.
Ao Jiang laughed ferociously: "What does the covenant between the two races have to do with me?
Besides, even if I kill you, Xianting dares to turn against my clan?
Aren’t you afraid that our clan will in turn form an alliance with the gods, demons, demons and other clans and destroy you?”
As soon as these words came out, all the eyes of all the creatures in front of the Sky Observing Mirror were directed towards Wu Jin and other humans.
Wu Jin's face was expressionless, but Ye Mo's face was ugly.
Ao Zheng said with a smile: "Junior is ignorant and talks nonsense, please forgive me, fellow Taoist Wu."
Wu Jin nodded: "It's just a child."
The inner demon king chuckled: "Haha, a child tens of thousands of years old."
Ye Mo glared at the inner demon king fiercely, but Wu Jin turned a deaf ear.
Zhao Ming sneered: "So what if we form an alliance?
These races can't destroy us, and you useless worms can't destroy us either."
"I hope your mouth will still be so tough later.
Go ahead and kill them all!"
Ao Jiang gave an order, and the Dragon Lords and Dragon Generals of the Dragon Clan immediately formed a formation and attacked Zhao Ming and the others.
"Form up!"
Zhao Ming immediately threw out a formation disk. Since Yu Mian was away, he acted as temporary commander. The disciples of the Supreme Demon Sect also formed an formation, protecting Bai Susu and other Yaoshen Pavilion disciples in the middle.
Ao Jiang's eyes fell on Bai Susu: "I recognize you, Bai Susu, the daughter of Medicine King Bai Buyan. If you surrender and become my woman, I can let you go."
Bai Susu spat: "Don't even think about it.
Our human race only has people who died in battle, but no dogs who knelt down and surrendered."
"Then go to hell!"
Ao Jiang brazenly ordered the attack.
"Damn thing, if Su Su hurts even one hair, I will poison the entire White Dragon clan to death."
In the Heavenly Domain of the God of Medicine, Bai Buyan looked at the imitation sky-viewing mirror in front of him and swore to the sky.
Hundreds of Dragon Lords and Dragon Generals, some of whom were Aojiang's own men, and some of whom were supported by his mother. Regardless of their strength or realm, there were many of them. They attacked together and immediately defeated the Supreme Demon Sect.
The disciples retreated step by step, bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the formation was crumbling.
"Hateful! If it weren't for your luck, you would be dead now."
Zhao Ming was very angry.
Ao Jiang snorted coldly and said nothing.
"Give you a chance."
At this time, Maori Shenhou said: "Those who surrender will live."
Ao Jiang glared at Maori Shenhou and took the opportunity to pick peaches.
Marquis Maori God said calmly: "It will be useful to keep them."
If keeping Ao Jiang was not useful, he would have killed Ao Jiang long ago.
Is a useless worm worthy of cooperating with him?
When it was all used up, he would definitely peel off Ao Jiang's skin and make a garment.
Ao Jiang forcibly suppressed his anger and made up his mind to kill the Marquis of Maori God after all.
"Just give up on this idea."
Zhao Ming sneered: "If you're not afraid of being buried, just come."
"I don't know whether to live or die! They are all there. Cooperate with the fellow Taoists of the Dragon Clan to kill them all."