Xihe turned his head and turned his eyes to the Eight-Clawed Fire Chi.

"A pseudo-dragon?" Xihe's eyes flashed a few times, looked at Huo Chi and frowned, muttering suspiciously. It was obvious that her emperor and empress in the demon court were not omniscient in all demon races. What's more, this eight-clawed fire dragon was born before Chaos, and it should be considered an ancient beast, not their demon race. When the demon court was in its prime, the eight-clawed fire dragon was lying in the Chaos Realm, so it was not surprising that she didn't recognize it.

"Hmph, the vulgar old witch, I can't even recognize me, and I'm so embarrassed to call myself an empress, I?" The eight-clawed Fire Chi raised her eyelids and sneered a few times, and said lightly: "Listen, I'm from the Fire Chi clan."

"Why, is there a big difference?" Xihe was not angry when he heard the insulting words such as "vulgarity". Instead, he looked at the eight-clawed fire dragon and said: "Hongmeng Turtle killed the corpse dragon in my palace, so you can pull the chariot."

"Old witch, you..."

Let yourself pull the chariot?

The eight-clawed Fire Chi was also very angry. Chi looked at her with a ferocious face, and her claws were even more tightly clenched, and she heard Hongmeng coming, then she withdrew her gaze and said in a low voice: "Boss, what should I do now?"

"What a panic..." Hongmeng gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain on his back, looked at Xihe with a pale face and said coldly, "Even if she recovered a little consciousness, it would be just a few drops of essence and blood, at most it would be the clone of the old witch. If she was in the four continents, I might be afraid of it."

"This is the Chaos Realm, the old demon's territory, and it's not her turn to be the old demon woman." Hongmeng snorted, regardless of how serious the injuries on his back were. After throwing away Ye Xiu on his claws, he opened his mouth and sucked hard. His throat was low and he said, "Chaos will, enter the old man's body, reunite."

"Boom!"

The secret realm is constantly shaking.

Although it was unable to shake the barriers, there were still quite a few changes, not as strong as before.

I saw it raise its claws, and the demonic essence on its body emerged, and the chaotic wills scattered in the sand seemed to come alive, turning into a clever little snake and moving over crazily, constantly entering its body.

After a moment.

The listless aura was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sacred mountain on his back was growing again.

"Refining the will of the Chaos Realm? Do you think that you can compete with me..." Seeing the changes in Hongmeng Turtle, Xihe stared at it for a moment and realized it. He did not react too much. He just reached out to grab the jade hairpin on the ground and slowly inserted it into his hair. He seemed to have seen through Hongmeng at one glance. He shook his head with regret and sighed, "What a pity, Zhi Xiaocai is also distant. Although he has seen a corner of the semi-saint realm, he is willing to leave this corner of the Chaos Realm and dare not go out. He does not know that this world will not be able to give birth to a saint..."

"I want to rebuild the demon court. Now it is the time to use people. If you are willing to surrender, I will leave your demon soul behind. How about it?" Xihe said lightly.

That old witch woman still loves talents? But what's the matter with leaving the boss's demon soul...

Give a stick a sweet date?

This...is not true!

The eight-clawed fire dragons, ancient beasts, and other ancient beasts were a little stunned. Even if you want to incorporate them, you shouldn’t be like this. According to common sense, shouldn’t you promise many benefits and then have the next round of conversation? Why? Have you left the boss with a demon soul, or is it a great honor?

"Old...Boss, that smelly woman, want you to be her little brother?" Li Tianyi widened his eyes and screamed in surprise.
Chapter completed!