Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 570

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

The fat young man clapped his hands with a smile, and a pair of bone wings behind him flashed with the light of wind and thunder, but there seemed to be a black luster inside.

"Shua——"

The young man who had just broken through suddenly opened his eyes,

a pair of molten gold pupils seemed to be able to burn everything, and the momentum around him burst out violently. He suddenly stood up, and a blazing sun and a six-winged angel appeared behind him at the same time.

"Jun, Mo, Xiao, what are you doing here."

"Heh."

"Looking for death?"

The fat young man was not angry, and smiled:

"Brother Huang, don't be so angry, I have something important to discuss."

"Brother Huang?"

Huang Yan's eyes were cold. Although he was short, he exuded a domineering and arrogant dangerous aura.

"You, a rat who can only hide in the dark and sneak attack, are you worthy of being a brother to this Holy Son?"

The third prince narrowed his eyes and flashed, and his smile did not diminish.

"There is a price to pay for being reckless. Only by making plans before taking action can you win."

"Get lost!"

A disdainful rebuke made the Third Prince's smile awkward.

Why is this guy so stubborn? He is so pretentious.

The holy sword between Huang Yan's eyebrows clanged and the surrounding space burned with golden flames:

"This Saint's sword is used to kill Luo Fanchen."

"Kill you, a rat?"

"What a joke."

"You are not worthy of dirtying this Saint's hands. Get away."

The Third Prince clenched his fists unconsciously under his sleeves, and then said with a smile: "Saint Huang Yan, you and I have a common enemy, and there is no conflict of interest."

"That young man is very wrong. Wouldn't it be great if you and I formed an alliance to take him down?"

"Hahaha."

"You want to form an alliance with this Saint?"

Huang Yan laughed loudly, his arrogant laughter shook the surroundings, and then he looked coldly at the sincere Third Prince:

"First: That is the opponent that this Saint values, how can you, a rat, call him a brat?"

"Second: This Saint is now reborn in the light of light, and is no longer the same as before! With me, I am invincible, and I can easily kill Luo Fanchen. Why should I join forces with a rat like you? If it gets out, people will laugh at me."

The Third Prince's smile froze, and he felt depressed.

No!

Are you sick?

Isn't it nice to join forces to harm others? Isn't it easy? Why do you have to go for a one-on-one fight?

You feel uncomfortable if you don't give away your life, right!

"Ahem."

The Third Prince suppressed his depressed mood and tried to persuade him earnestly:

"Holy Son Huang Yan, forgive me for being blunt, but that guy may not have used his full strength when he won the individual championship. It is safer for you and me to join forces!"

"Boom!"

A blazing fireball exploded in front of him, and the startled Third Prince quickly waved his wind and thunder wings to avoid it.

He couldn't help but glared and cursed: "You started fighting without saying anything, are you sick!!"

Huang Yan's body was surging with fire, and his molten gold pupils were shining with confidence:

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I don't know whether he has used all his strength."

"This time, I am blessed with the power of light of the divine favor, the holy sword in hand, and the two martial spirits. No matter how powerful Luo Fanchen is, he is powerless to resist."

"Why do you need to join forces with a rat like you and humiliate the reputation of this holy son?"

Huang Yan called a rat when he opened his mouth and a rat when he closed his mouth, which directly blew up the mentality of the third prince.

"Huang Yan, don't be too presumptuous."

"This place is not as simple as you think."

"Do you think your strongest enemy is Luo Fanchen? You are wrong!!"

"Boom!"

"Others?"

"It's nothing!!"

Huang Yan sneered disdainfully,

He is ruthless and doesn't talk much. He just fights.

"Mad man, you're a fucking mad man!!!"

"You've died once, and you're still so angry. This prince counted on his fingers, and you're going to die again!"

The third prince dodged repeatedly in the air, and his speed was not inferior to Huang Yan.

In addition to the Wind and Thunder White Tiger Martial Spirit, another black shadow was looming behind him.

He quickly flew away, no longer entangled with Huang Yan.

Jun Moxiao's sinister and sarcastic laughter came back from afar:

"Huang Yan, I wanted to give you a chance to rise to prominence."

"You will regret it, you will definitely regret not choosing to cooperate with this prince!"

"Soon, soon you will know who has the final say on whether this secret realm is in chaos or not!"

Huang Yan was too lazy to chase, and glanced at the colored stone in his palm with his eyes downcast, shaking his head disdainfully.

"Give this saint a chance to rise to prominence?"

"Ridiculous."

"A clown."

He looked at the central colored light area nearby, and the holy sword between his eyebrows trembled, and the edge burst out.

"Luo Fanchen!"

"Are you ready?"

"This time, you will definitely die."

"Even the gods can't protect you, I said!"

Huang Yan was determined to avenge his shame. He looked around with his molten gold eyes, and he also noticed that the sky was dark.The area covered by darkness had more red light, and the black swamp on the ground was also undergoing some changes.

"Heh."

"No matter how many evil spirits there are."

"Just push it away!"

Spreading his palms, he still had seven colored stones left after excluding the absorbed ones.

"Swish——"

"This holy son has great luck and endless opportunities. How can you, Luo Fanchen, compare with me!"

The unruly voice with great momentum reverberated in the void.

Huang Yan shook the six angel wings burning with bright flames behind him and flew to the four-color sky area.

...

"Ahem!"

"Purple-haired stinky woman."

"You stinky, get out of my way and get out of here!"

"Pop, pop, pop!"

The void shrouded in darkness was filled with black fog, and the black swamp water on the ground kept splashing water.

A pair of white and tender ankles stepped on the ground in a hurry, and they had been corroded and twisted.

A short loli girl, with messy purple hair like a shamatte, carried a golden-haired young man who was struggling and spitting on her delicate shoulders. There was a big hole in the young man's abdomen, and his intestines could be vaguely seen. Strange black blood kept flowing, soaking the loli's collar.

"Golden-haired dog, shut up! I don't have time to deal with you!"

Zhan Yingying was irritable, looking back and biting her lips.

Holding the man on her left shoulder and waving the halberd with her right hand,

shooting arcs of halberd blade light, bombarding the darkness behind.

"Hehehe——"

"Run away, run as much as you can."

"See how far you can run, hehehe..."

In the darkness, a slender young man with pus-filled face walked out, with an opaque red silk covering the iron cage on his back, dark pupils, and a creepy laugh.

His feet stepped into the black swamp, but he was not hurt at all.

He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, which was covered with red and dense scales, shattering the flying halberd blade.

He stretched out his slender black nails, which were still stained with the flesh from Yang Jinghong's abdomen.

He licked it with a look of brutal enjoyment.

"Purple-haired girl, are you obsessed with me and fell in love with me at first sight!"

"It's a life-and-death moment, and you still can't bear to let me go."

Yang Jinghong's abdomen was ulcerated, and his face was filled with black air. If it weren't for the faint light of the colored stone in his hand, he would have entered an uncontrollable mutation at this moment.

But he still had the mood to blow air into Zhan Yingying's ears and tease her playfully.

"Puh, go to hell!"

"Golden retriever, be honest!"

"I can't look down on you even if I'm blind. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm not afraid of birds, and I can't leave you to live."

Zhan Yingying cursed, and her words were extremely firm.

That strange guy was not only not afraid of the black swamp and black fog, but also not afraid of gunshots and halberd slashes. A strange force would fly out of the cage behind him to amplify it.

If Yang Jinghong hadn't dodged and blocked the fatal blow for her with her abdomen,

she would have been seriously injured if not dead,

and she would have been the one who couldn't run away.

Even Zhan Yingying didn't expect Yang Jinghong to be so brave,

but when I think about it, this guy dared to criticize anyone in the competition, and he didn't seem to be scared.

Yang Jinghong's mouth was full of bitterness,

he never expected that the horror of this unknown place would be so appalling.

His gradually darkening eyes noticed Zhan Yingying's trembling skin and the legs that were submerged in the black water and rotted, and he felt bad.

"Purple-haired girl, you idiot, I just wanted to show off, but I didn't expect to get beaten up, so I didn't want to help you block the attack."

"Let me go."

"Otherwise, neither of us can leave."

"Ask my brother-in-law to help me get revenge!!"

Zhan Yingying not only didn't let go, but held on tighter, but her hands were shaking because of exhaustion.

"Your brother-in-law is a big-headed ghost!"

"This weird thing is not something that normal people can deal with, anyone who comes will have to run away."

"You dare to slander my brother-in-law?"

"Pah!"

Zhan Yingying got hit on the head with a big slap.

Her eyes were wide open,

I really didn't expect that Yang Jinghong was half dead, and when he heard someone scolding his brother-in-law, he had a last burst of light, sat up in shock from his dying illness, raised his hand and swung a big slap.

"Are you sick?"

Zhan Yingying was exhausted and stumbled, almost falling into the black water.

"Hehe, two useless guys, I'm here!"

The young man with a pus-filled tongue flashed over,

extending his tongue covered with fine red scales and licking the golden-haired and purple-haired father-sorrow alliance.

"Boom--"

A phoenix cry sounded in the sky, and a rain of fire crossed the sky, blocking the strange young man's way.

A sexy and extremely plump hot girl descended.

A rope tied around her waist connected her to the distance shrouded in black fog.

The sexy beauty opened her fiery red lips and uttered a soft and stammering voice:

"Stop..."

"Stop...hands!"

The young master of the golden hair and Zhan Yingying were delighted at first, and then looked up to see that it was the phoenix.Ning'er was immediately disappointed and shouted in surprise: "Don't come and die, don't worry about me and the purple-haired girl, run away!!"

"Don't worry about me and the golden-haired girl, you can't deal with this guy!!!"

The weird young man stretched out his slender red-scaled tongue with greed:

"Hehehe, I'm lucky today. There is even a beautiful woman who has fallen into my trap. It seems that this Tianjiao has a lot of blessings."

"I'm so lucky..."

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Brothers, I miss you so much. I can update steadily in the future.

I owe a lot of chapters. I will pay them back slowly when Bailong is in better health.

It's sad to say too much. I ask for a wave of free gifts and "medical expenses" to support. Those who are still here are true fans. I'm touched! !