Yan Ning is here.

He rode on a peacock.

With a peerless manner, he looked down at the bottom.

As soon as it appeared, it shook 30,000 Northern Liang iron armor, causing all the struggle to stop, and even its light covered three purple lights that soared into the sky.

The purple air rolled in the sky, and the rays of light were shining.

Yan Ning stood on the snow-white peacock's back and said no word, but the person below already knew his identity.

"Supreme Immortal Master, Peerless Sword Immortal?"

"It's him, he is the immortal rumored by the nameless Black Mountain!"

"As the rumors, you can swallow the sun and the moon in one bite, and you can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away with one sword!"

"Look, that white peacock is also a demon king!"

“…”

The two sides of the battle in Mangshan were silent at this moment.

At this time, the Black Golden Monkey King was the first to speak in the black clouds: "The Monkey King on Liangyashan, welcome the Immortal Master! According to the instructions of the Immortal Master, he did not hurt the life of this disciple of the National Master's Mansion!"

"Okay." Yan Ning nodded slightly.

This is the first thing he said after he appeared.

Only one word!

However, the eyes of the 30,000 Beiliang Iron Armors were wide open in an instant.

"The Monkey King said that it did not hurt the life of the disciples of the National Master's Mansion? With the attack just now, the Monkey King kept his hand?"

"Wait, it's not right! Why did the Monkey King from Liangyashan tell this thing to this immortal master?"

"Can you say... the Monkey King obeys the order of the Immortal Master Yu?"

“…”

When this thought flashed, the 30,000 Beiliang Iron Armors were dull again, because this was something that had never happened before. When did the nameless demon king of Black Mountain obey others?

When thinking about this, the Lion King stood up from the black clouds.

"The Lion King of Qianling Mountain, welcome the Immortal Master!" Huang Hu spoke with a very respectful voice. Moreover, the most important thing was that Huang Hu actually knocked towards Yan Ning in the clouds.

And with Huang Roaring's greeting, all the demon kings spoke together.

"Luxia Mountain Tiger King, welcome the Immortal Master!..."

"Cangxuefeng Peng King..."

"The Valley..."

“…”

Demon Kings spoke one by one.

Then, all the demon soldiers falling from the black clouds crawled on the ground and kowtowed to Yan Ning.

"Welcome to the Immortal Master!"

"Welcome to the Immortal Master!"

"Welcome to the Immortal Master!"

The sound shook the sky and resounded everywhere.

In just a moment, a total of 80,000 demon soldiers were knocked down on the south side of Mangshan.

After two days, all the monsters in the Wuming Black Mountain arrived here, and they bowed to Yan Ning, and it was so dark.

Monsters all over the mountains.

How amazing?!

"hiss!!!"

The 30,000 iron-armed soldiers of Beiliang took a breath of air conditioning.

The thought that flashed through them just now came true!

All the nine demon kings of the nameless Black Mountain surrendered to this immortal master.

At this moment, they finally understood why the nine demon kings appeared at the same time, and it seemed that there was no intention of fighting.

One person, subdue the nine demon kings!

How overbearing this is!

How terrible this is!

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, no one believed it, because such a thing might not be able to do even a peach blossom in the great national master, right?

The 30,000 Iron Armored Army was shocked.

Bixiao and the disciples of the Saint Maiden Palace were also shocked.

The Nine Demon Kings were subdued!

"Who is he?!" A young disciple of the Saint Palace spoke instinctively.

"It seems that he is called Ning Caichen?"

"Some monsters also say that his name is Yan Ning, and he is the master of the King of Flame Mountain!"

"Everyone calls him, the supreme immortal master, and the peerless sword immortal!"

"He is so beautiful!" A girl looked up and it was "A Luo" who cut Xiong Er's arm with one sword. She looked at Yan Ning intently, with a happy smile on her lips.

"A Luo, don't think about it. Such a peerless immortal will not be nostalgic in the world." A disciple from the Saint Palace glanced at A Luo and persuaded lightly.

"That's not necessarily." A Luo smiled again.

"Even if you really want to be nostalgic in the world, such an immortal should only like Senior Sister Bixiao, right? After all, Senior Sister Bixiao is the strongest and looks the best." Another disciple of the Saint Palace spoke.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Bixiao scolded her softly, then looked at the young man in white standing on the back of the white peacock in the air again.

Just at this glance, a blush suddenly appeared on her face.

At this time, Aluo looked at Bixiao, and then smiled slightly from the corner of her mouth: "My husband's domineering aura is indeed irresistible!"

"Senior Sister Bixiao, what should we do now?" A disciple from the Saint Maiden Palace asked again.

"..." Bixiao was silent.

Because, she was also thinking about this issue.

Originally, she always thought that the "Treasure War" was a competition between the National Master's Mansion, the Saint Palace and the Temple of War, but now, when the young man in white came on a peacock, she knew she was wrong.

This young man in white is the protagonist of this treasure hunting battle!

"The demon kings do not need to be polite."

Yan Ning spoke again.

This is the second sentence he said today, a very ordinary sentence, but when he faced the nine demon kings, everyone's hearts were trembling.

"This is the real immortal!"

"In just one sentence, the demons bowed their heads."

"There is nothing more than immortals in the world!"

Everyone was amazed.

Who can stop his sharpness by such a strong person?!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the sky.

A lightning flashed across the sky.

He fell directly towards the thousands of iron armored troops on the northern slope of Mangshan.

Everyone was shocked.

However, at this moment, Yan Ning took action, but his right hand was thrusting forward, and the lightning that had fallen rushed towards his palm as if he was being pulled.

"It's a snap!"

Lightning flashes.

Electric snake flows.

Thunder and lightning wrapped around Yan Ning's body, and disappeared without a trace after a moment.

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar.

That was a thunder just now.
To be continued...