Chapter 250

However, before Zhenyuan's big hand approached Xiao Long, it burned out of thin air and turned into nothingness.

"What!" Yan He looked surprised.

He is a third-order demon saint. Any palm can't be dissolved by a ninth order demon statue. Is it difficult? Is he still a genius and capable of defeating the holy king?

The demons and beasts who watched also looked surprised.

With the strength of demon respect, he can defeat the holy kingdom. Such a genius can also rank in the top 1000 when looking at the ten thousand demon assembly.

"Hehe, what about genius? Die for me!"

Yan he completely killed the opportunity. The more talented he is, the greater the threat to him. If this person escapes and is favored by some high-level officials of the 10000 demon conference, he is likely to be punished.

After all, the ten thousand demon conference was founded to strengthen the genius of the demon family. If a genius can't participate because of his selfishness, the consequences are quite serious.

Yan he twisted his body and appeared on the top of Xiao Longtou. His claws turned into a sharp white wing and cut towards Xiao Long's head. The space was cut open by life and stirred up layers of ripples like water waves.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Yan He's wings were cut to half, but they burned out of thin air. The black flame quickly devoured the past upward, and the passing place disappeared inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, Yan He's wings were completely burned out.

"Ah!" Yan He uttered a miserable howl, and the human shape changed instantaneously into a huge white crane. At the moment, a black fire was burning on the wings of the white crane, and the more it burned, the more prosperous it was, and it tended to close to his body.

"How possible!"

All the monsters around were shocked.

Every level of the holy King's realm is different from each other, and the gap becomes larger and larger. Even after the third level of the holy King's realm, the realm is subdivided into four levels: the initial stage, the middle stage, the later stage and the peak.

Usually, the talent who can defeat the first-order holy kingdom with the strength of demon Zun is the first 1000 talents in the early stage. When he can defeat the first-order holy kingdom in the later stage, he can be ranked in the top 100 or even the top 50.

Like some peerless demons, if they can kill the second-class holy king with the peak strength of demon respect, they can definitely rank in the top ten, and the gap will not be too big. Even if they are the first, they will not be too strong.

Demon Zun is demon Zun after all. With his blood and martial arts skills, he may be able to challenge beyond the level, but there is also a limit. All previous demon conferences have long summarized that the limit is the peak of the second-order holy king. No matter how talented a person is, he can't cross the limit and kill the third-order holy king.

Can this man in front of you compete with the third-order holy king?

Countless monsters were shocked and lost their voice. They seemed to be split by the sky thunder and were stunned in situ.

Yan he was even more troubled, and his mind was hard to use.

I didn't expect to kill him. This nine rank demon Zun is even better than him!

"As an old reception director, you take advantage of your position, collect tokens, don't return them, buckle your hat, and want to kill me. In that case, I'll clean up the door for the founder of the ten thousand demons conference."

Xiao Long stared at Yan He. The black flame was beating in his pupils. The invisible force of law came out with the impact of the towering black fire.

"Boom!"

Yan He's whole body was filled with fire, which ignited his whole body.

"Ah! Don't kill me, I'm the elder of the ten thousand demon country. If you kill me, you will die miserably!" Yan he screamed miserably. His feathers were burned out in an instant, fell on the roof and rolled over, and the whole house was burned down.

Under the swallowing of the sky black inflammation, Yan He's blood essence and Zhenyuan passed quickly, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Yan he was scared to death. He realized that Xiao Long would really kill him!

"Don't kill me. I'll give you the token and four places for you. Please don't kill me!" Yan he screamed for mercy.

Xiao Long's eyes were cold, and the terrible black inflammation swallowed Yan He's body, and he was going to burn him completely.

Just then!

"Stop!"

There was an earth shaking roar in the sky, which showed a ripple like crazy spread down.

With the falling of the voice, the black burning on Yan He's body was scattered and disappeared. Only one Yan he was half dead and lying there.

Xiao Long retreated to the rear and locked his eyes on the void in front of him.

There, a white robed middle-aged man slowly emerged.

He raised Yan He and put in his true Qi. His face suddenly became very ugly.

"The meridians are burned and the real yuan is lost. If there is no top eight grade holy pill to remedy it, it will be completely wasted." the white robed man gritted his teeth.

"Look! I'm afraid the man in white is the legendary elder Ouyang Peng, who is in charge of the reception."

"Even he was startled! Ouyang Peng always helped his relatives and didn't help him. That genius is over!" the monsters in the distance said.

When Yan he saw Ouyang Peng appear, he shouted as if he had grabbed a straw and looked back.

"Elder, this man will abolish me and kill me. It must be a spy sent by the Terran. Kill him quickly!" Yan he was sad and pointed to Xiao Long, who was wearing a big hat.

Hearing this, the people present scolded shamelessly, but no one dared to stand up and say a word for Xiao Long.

"I see."

Ouyang Peng nodded, looked at Xiao Long coldly, and said coldly, "whoever you are, it's a capital crime to shoot the reception director. Are you going to kill yourself or let me do it myself?"

Xiao Long stared at the middle-aged man in white robe, sneered and shook his head: "I thought there was a sensible man. Unexpectedly, there was a moth."

Ouyang Peng's face cooled down: "what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. If the ten thousand demon assembly is dominated by moths like you, there's no need to participate. It's deserved that the number of strong demons will never catch up with the Terran!"

Xiao Long was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned around to leave.

Ouyang Peng is the early stage of the fifth order demon saint. With Xiao Long's current strength, he may be able to compete with one or two by using the law of fire, but he is still reluctant to kill him. Besides, who knows what will emerge later.

"Hum! If you abandon my men, you still want to go and come back!" Ouyang Peng opened his mouth, and a black hole appeared in his mouth, which erupted into a strong attraction. In a moment, the wind was strong, even the hard land was lifted up, and countless pieces of space were sucked out and flew towards his mouth.

Ouyang Peng's body is a golden winged ROC, which has the blood of Kunpeng and can devour all things. Under the fifth order demon saint, no one can resist his devouring power.

Xiao Long's figure suddenly stopped halfway and was attracted to slide slowly towards the rear.

"Want to swallow me?"

Xiao Long turned around and shook his hand. A black flame appeared in the palm and slowly rotated into a deep swallowing black hole. A trace of flame law surged into the black hole.