Under such circumstances, the atmosphere became somewhat solemn for a while.
The eyes of Zhu Tianpeng and others are focused on Ying Hao. After all, the latter's power is indeed difficult for them to resist at this stage. If they really take action, even if Zhu Tianpeng turns on the shared emperor talisman, he will not be able to resist it.
What are the chances of winning.
"Oh my, is there such a person?"
However, Yinghao laughed at this moment, looked around lazily, and said innocently: "I just met a person from the dark world, and he was beaten to death by me, wasn't he?"
"As for the others, have you seen it? Is there another monk from the dark world?"
That tone and expression were obviously telling lies, but just like that, it also aroused the good impression of Zhu Tianpeng and others.
At least this Yinghao is not a stubborn and old-fashioned person, otherwise, God knows whether he will let the Demon Lord really leave like this.
"Yinghao, you..."
On the other hand, Ying Yue was a little angry at the moment. He pointed at Ying Hao, but he didn't expect that the latter would open his eyes and tell lies, especially the posture of "you can't understand me but can't beat me", which made him feel like beeping.
His face was as blue as a dog's.
call out--
call out--
At this moment, several piercing sounds quietly resounded, directly breaking the deadlock in the field.
Following the sound, one can see silhouettes flying towards them in the distance in the mid-air. There are about thirty figures in front and behind them, all of them are Hongmeng realm experts.
However, among this group of people, most of them have white beards and hair, and their faces are wrinkled. They look like they have survived for an unknown number of generations, giving people the illusion that they have half their feet in the ground.
However, among this group of people, Zhu Tianpeng and others also saw the figure they least wanted to see, which was the twelve figures. They walked side by side, and they were the twelve ancestral witches.
"These guys are actually not dead yet!"
Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help clenching his fists, and Zhu Zu on the side even cursed angrily: "You are really lucky. If it weren't for them, how could we have been defeated so miserably?
How could Mo Shang, Hou Yi, Xing Tian and others die in battle?"
Zhu Zu and others despised the existence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to the extreme.
Under such circumstances, they all had the urge to kill him quickly, to put it mildly.
Especially Zhu Zu, after all, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches could have contributed a little bit and made a little sacrifice, the ending would definitely have changed dramatically.
"Is there any grudge?"
Ying Hao on the side saw this scene and subconsciously glanced at the existence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more.
After about a while, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and a group of Hongmeng Realm experts who seemed to be on the verge of death arrived at the Bridge of All Living Beings.
"Zhu Tianpeng!"
"Zhu Zu!"
When they saw the presence of Zhu Tianpeng and others, the expressions of the twelve ancestral witches suddenly changed. Except for Gonggong, the other eleven ancestral witches were even more alert.
In the previous battle, except for Gonggong, who parted the Sea of Death and created a fighting place for everyone, which was regarded as taking action, the other eleven people were suspected of being in the water.
The most important thing is that in the subsequent battle, Zhu Tianpeng and others fought hard, especially Xiao Jin, Yang Jian and Zhu Zu, who almost died completely.
But the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still alive at that time, but they did not participate in the battle. Instead, they fled the battlefield. This was simply cowards and deserters.
"I've met fellow Taoists!"
"I've met fellow Taoists!"
At this time, the monks with white beards and hair had arrived in the area in front of Zhu Tianpeng and others. After looking at them, they all clasped their fists and saluted, not daring to make any excuses.
After all, Yinghao's terrifying pressure before was irresistible. Under such circumstances, they did not think that they were invincible.
"hehe!"
"snort!"
Regarding this, Zhu Zu and others all showed bad looks.
There are so many Hongmeng realm experts who have not appeared in the battle of world destruction before. If the evasive behavior of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is shameful, then the existence of this group of people is truly greedy for life and afraid of death.
After all, if that battle fails, the entire avenue will be annihilated, but these people have never come out. They had to come out this time because their lives were threatened.
"Get up!"
On the contrary, Ying Hao waved his hand, and the vast magic power swept out and directly suppressed this group of people. He still had the same lazy posture, but his eyes were shining with different colors.
On the contrary, after the group of people stood up, they all looked at Ying Hao in shock, extremely wary and fearful of his existence.
At the same time, most of them were worried. After all, in this situation, they didn't know what was going on. Most of them had to come here because they were afraid of being killed by Yinghao.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ying Hao glanced at the sky area, frowned slightly and said, "Are you the only ones?"
"On the road to Noda's great road, are you the only ones who are powerful in the Hongmeng realm?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tianpeng and others didn't feel much, but the monks with white beards and hair all looked ashamed.
After all, they are not fools. How could they not hear the dissatisfaction in the latter's words?
Looking at each other subconsciously, these people did not dare to speak. They all lowered their heads like defeated roosters and could only be speechless.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not dare to say anything rashly at this moment, and even looked at Ying Hao with more fear.
"There is still one!"
Suddenly, Ying Hao seemed to notice something, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said: "This has some looks, not bad, not bad!"
As if to confirm his words, a sound of breaking through the sky quickly came from the sky at this moment.
Following the sound, Zhou Wushuang's figure appeared in the area on the horizon, flying rapidly, with the coercion of the fourth-level Hongmeng on his body undisguised.
"Fourth level Hongmeng person!"
"Such a rapid increase in speed!"
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.
Although he had long known that Zhou Wushuang had found a chance in the Immortal Land of the Red Sea, he never expected that the latter would improve so quickly.
At the same time, he was extremely envious of the latter's cultivation techniques. Compared with it, Qingdi's Creation Jue was a sharp contrast between cheating and not cheating.
"Brother Wushuang!"
"He's still alive too!"
On the contrary, Zhu Zu and others also showed joy at this moment.
Although Zhou Wushuang did not appear in the previous battle, Huang died on the battlefield, which made them still have a favorable impression of the latter.
Especially now that the latter has advanced to the level of the fourth-order Hongmeng practitioner, they have to lament the latter's powerful and terrifying potential. (To be continued)