Feng Shaobai roared angrily, ignoring the soft whip close to him, and slashed the chain hammer in his hand with a hammer. It was simple and direct, and a thousand pounds of force hit Qing Mu'er, and one force subdued ten tigers.

Qing Mu'er accelerated her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, twisted her body, and her soft whip in her hand was as straight as a gun, rushing straight to the yellow dragon. The whip tip was as fast as lightning, and the angle was extremely tricky.

Concerned about Qing Muer's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained everywhere, fearing and unable to show his strength, and he was so depressed that he was in a mood.

In the middle of the venue, there were whips and whips, and the whistle was blowing. No one could do anything to each other. In a stalemate, the people watching the battle on both sides were so anxious that the sword was ruthless that there was a mistake. If something happened, they could not afford it. However, in order to avoid the deterioration of the relationship between the two tribes and could not go into battle in person, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

After being entangled for a long time, Qing Muer was a little angry and embarrassed. Her mind became hot. In order to seize the fruit of life and the sixth grade prescription for Xiao Yan, she had no choice but to care about the relationship between the two clans, and she was even more unlikely to consider what kind of trouble it would bring to the Blood Demon clan, so she was ready to wave to everyone.

Qing Muer's impatient expression was seen by the elder in red, and he couldn't help but feel frightened. In the current situation, as long as Qing Muer gave the order, it would be a big melee, and casualties would inevitably occur, and the relationship between the two tribes would completely collapse. What should we do?

Just when everyone was at a loss, at this moment, a gust of wind broke out in the air rushed towards us...

Those who can appear silently in the spiritual consciousness of others are definitely not ordinary people. Moreover, it is not known whether the person who comes is an enemy or a friend, and both parties in the war are nervous.

In an instant, an old man was wearing a blood-red robe, standing on a battle halberd, standing in the air. The battle halberd was two meters long, and the blade looked like a crescent moon, and it was dark all over, but the tip of the blade was blood-red. The battle halberd was facing the wind, and the whimper continued. It was like thousands of ghosts attached to the body of the halberd, which was definitely a top weapon.

Compared to the top-quality battle halberd, the old man in the blood-red robe looked a little thin. His skin was reddish-brown, curly beard, long eyebrows, and his hair that soared into the sky was even more bright and fiery red. Deep in his black eyes, there was a ball of red flame burning, making people afraid to look at each other.

The old man stood there, emitting a vigorous aura, vast and boundless, dripping upwards, and a band-like fog was surrounded by oppression, making people sweat and almost suffocate.

As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Muer and Feng Shaobai, who were fighting, stopped involuntarily.

"Fourth Grandpa, you are finally back. You miss Mu'er to death." Qing Mu'er shouted and rushed to the old man.

"Mu'er, come, let the fourth grandfather take a good look. Tsk, he looks even more beautiful." When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled, and his aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The old man is the four elders of the Blood Demon clan. He has been known as a genius in the clan since he was a child. He is unruly by nature and likes to travel around and has uncertain whereabouts. He has disappeared for nearly two thousand years. He did not expect to appear here.

"I have seen the Fourth Elders." The elders in red and others were very excited when they saw the Fourth Elders and went forward to greet them.

"Yeah, are you all okay?" The fourth elder was also very happy to see everyone, but his eyes never left Qing Mu'er. The fully revealed doting made everyone sweat.

"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here?" Qing Mu'er acted coquettishly and jumped happily like a ball of red flames.

"As soon as I stepped into Juxi City, I was about to go back to the Demon City, I felt Mu'er's breath and come over quickly." The fourth elder was particularly kind in front of Qing Mu'er.

"The fourth grandfather is the best for Mu'er." Qing Mu'er smiled sweetly, and everyone was speechless again. Who doesn't know about the Blood Demon clan? The fourth elder doting Qing Mu'er is even more serious than Qing Haoran.

"Fourth Elder, I feel that your strength seems to have increased significantly now, how many stars have you?" The elder in red was beside him, feeling the fourth elder's aura, and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Yes, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."

"Haha, eight stars." The fourth elder replied casually.

The understatement of the fourth elder is even more shocking than the momentum that covers the sky and the sun. Although it is said that there is a nine-star Doudi in the Doudi Continent, no one has seen it with his own eyes since the ancient catastrophe, and he has never even heard of his name.

The Eight-Star Doudi is naturally a peak powerhouse in the actual sense. It is rare and a handful of people, all of which are the peak force of super powers. Now the Blood Demon Clan has actually appeared in the Eight-Star Doudi. With the Blood Demon Order, it seems that the true unity of the demon clan is just around the corner, and the elders were excited.
Chapter completed!