Top of Buzhou Mountain.

Everyone was moved by the sudden change in the prehistoric continent. Everyone who was introduced into the Qiankun Cauldron by Luohu was already panicked, and at this moment he was even more panicked, not knowing what had happened.

Luohu looked at the sky with a faint smile: "The battlefield has been opened, Zhou Cheng, you should be able to come! But Chen Pan, it is definitely not that simple for your brother to beat me."

"I don't care about the past, kill Luohu first and then make a decision!" Zulong roared, and he felt great danger.

"Rahu, I want to kill you!" Shi Feng roared wildly, and even a red light flashed in his eyes. With a wave of the Fire Cloud Sword, he was about to kill Luohu again.

Luohu smiled slightly: "My practice is the supreme mental method of the demonic way, and it can control all demons. It is like seeking death if you appear in front of me!"

He raised his right hand and squeezed a magic trick. Shi Feng suddenly became confused and then slashed the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand at the Zifeng King.

"Father!" The Zifeng King was shocked and hurriedly condensed the Zihuo to dissolve the Fire Cloud Sword attack. He did not dare to fight back, so he could only dodge.

"What kind of martial arts is this? The Demon Lord of Picking the Heart?" A cultivator of the eighth level of heaven took a breath of air.

The Demon Lord of Picking Heart is good at controlling others, but he will never be as relaxed as the person in front of him. What's more, the person who controls this is not an ordinary monk, but a strong Immortal King and the king of the Phoenix Clan.

Luohu shook his head: "The Demon Lord Picking Heart is worthy of comparison with me? That kind of cultivation is just a joke."

"Rahu, do you really want to be an enemy of the entire prehistoric world with one person's strength?" Long Mother said loudly on Taotie's back.

At this moment, she felt an indescribable fear, just like Chen Pan who held the Yuanshen Dao Sword and wanted to kill thirty-six Dragon Kings. The difference is that she could still plead for mercy back then, but now facing Luohu, she has no idea what to do.

Luohu laughed: "It's too naive, thousands of troops snatch a position. Can you still have a joke? Others don't understand what the Supreme is. Don't you know that you have memories of your previous life? No matter which Dao pattern, Hunyuan powerhouses can be countless, but the Supreme can only have one."

"All those who compete for the same supreme position will not have real friends, they are enemies. The so-called enemies are either you die or I die."

The Dragon Mother's face darkened. She was indeed too naive. The supreme position could not be achieved or retreat. There would be only one victorious person, and others would become stepping stones under the supreme throne.

"Devil Ripple!"

Luohu shouted softly, and the magic tricks were swayed, like swords and swords, and wherever it was exposed, except for the Immortal King and some superb sub-saints, they could resist it, and other monks were as vulnerable as tofu, and instantly turned into flesh and bone meal.

When he saw him soaring into the air, standing between the Kunlun Mirror and the Demon Refining Pot, a demon appeared beside him, then stretched out his palm and slapped at the sky. He shouted: "Come back to me, my slaves!"

In an instant, terrifying waves came from all over the prehistoric continent. Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine mysterious lights rose from all over the world and instantly turned into two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine heads. Following the channel formed after the transformation of the prehistoric continent, it rushed towards the eighth heaven quickly.

This was originally transformed by the supreme of the last era. Although its strength is no longer comparable, it is still powerful. They can move along the way of building the world Taoist patterns and are indescribable. In just a moment, they have already crossed all levels of heaven and flew to Luohu.

The three thousand demons were flying around, like flying fire meteors, emitting a terrifying aura.

The three thousand great powers are transformed into a mass. At this moment, Luohu is about to control the entire world as if he has already achieved the supreme.

"This is..." Zulong's face changed drastically, and so was Ya Zi, Yue Ru and others.

They had seen the demon who was transformed by the jealous demon god, and could easily deal with the powerful Immortal King. They thought that such a demon had something amazing, but they didn't expect that Luohu had a number of three thousand.

Three thousand demons are equivalent to three thousand top immortal kings. Facing such an opponent, the so-called forces of all parties and the so-called billions of troops are completely meaningless. This will be a one-sided war. At this moment, no one is unhappy.

"The killing begins!"

Luohu sneered, and the three thousand demons rushed to the four directions with terrifying power, and his body flashed and he arrived next to Xuanfeng in an instant.

"Last brother, run!" The dragon mother was shocked and drove Taotie to rescue her, but she saw two demons coming towards her and could only defend her hastily. The Zulong not far away was also attacked by three demons.

Mocking Feng shouted loudly and stabbed the long halberd in his hand towards Luohu.

Luohu smiled slightly, stretched out his finger and pointed it directly on the halberd. The halberd with flames instantly shattered, and his finger rushed straight in and followed the halberd to the halberd to point at the halberd. Wherever he passed, the halberd was like a dead tofu dump, disappearing completely.

Xuanfeng was shocked in his eyes and wanted to escape, but how could he have time? He flashed his body, and Luohu pointed out his purple palace as if he had passed through his body, and rushed to Baxia in an instant.

"The third brother!" Long Mother shouted, but there was no response. The mocking Feng slowly softened, and then he turned into flesh and blood and flew away with a bang.

Before he could be sad for the mocking Feng, Baxia was already in danger. Without even saying a reminder, he saw a five-colored sword slashing, and Baxia was cut into two pieces.

"Do not dominate!" Long Mother cried out with grief, mother and son were connected, and the two sons fell in front of him continuously, but were powerless, and the pain in his heart was indescribable.

But the killing had just begun. After Baxia fell down, the Pixiu had no time to let out a scream and was bitten into pieces by the two demons.

"Ah!" Zulong roared wildly, urging the demon emperor to fight, turning into a body that stood tall and earth, condensed the golden fighting spirit. Regardless of the attacks of several demons entangled him, he forced the two demons who wanted to kill the prison bull and the sacred sword to retreat.

"Run!" Zulong shouted. If only Luohu were the only one, he would not give up, but the other party had three thousand demon gods, and he realized the opportunity to win.

Achieve the Supreme is my long-cherished wish in my life. If there is no hope, I will just die. It doesn’t matter if I die, I just hope that my sons can escape from heaven.

But before he finished speaking, a great demon sword fell from the sky and directly killed the prisoner bull sac.

Luohu held a five-colored sword in his hand and flashed not far away, with a expressionless face. He stepped on and flew, and then killed Yazi.

Yazi knew it was unstoppable, but how could he give up? He immediately danced wildly to block Luohu.

At the same time, a golden light came from a distance, and Ao Wuming tried his best, as if he wanted to die with Luohu.

Luohu put away the five-colored long sword, stretched out his other hand, and held Ao Wuming's spear in his hand.

"The innate Taoist body has been stocked for so many years, and it's time to harvest it! Although its strength is still too poor, I will make you stronger."

"Ten Thousand Demons San!"
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