Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

boom!

After a loud bang, Nangong Tuyun and Qingyao both retreated hundreds of feet!

Nangong Tuyun looked at Qingyao in disbelief, frowning.

The other party was just a little girl, but her strength was comparable to that of an eighth-grade Saint Emperor like him!

"In this barrier, our strength has decreased!"

Mo Jiutian instantly came in front of Nangong Tuyun and reminded him.

Nangong Tuyun narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qingyao with hatred, "I really miscalculated in making a deal with you!"

Nangong Tuyun is very dissatisfied with Qingyao and Lan Ning for killing even their trading partners. It is impossible for them to cooperate in the future. They have become enemies and will definitely kill each other to the death.

Qingyao sneered, "Why weren't you so clear-headed when you took advantage of us?

And if you survive today, don't expect to escape punishment. If the Emperor of Heaven knew that you were a traitor, he would definitely pull out your tendons and peel off your skin! Haha!"

Nangong Tuyun: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense! The Lihuolu belongs to our Heavenly Palace! If I don't let you take the Lihuolu away today, I can redeem myself!"

Qingyao snorted, "Do you think I'm fighting alone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her scepter and a crack in space suddenly appeared. Immediately, the ten demon kings and three mages appeared on the scene in an instant!

Ten Holy Kings!

Three Holy Emperors!

Moreover, within this barrier, the demon people have their combat power increased, while the people in heaven have their combat power reduced!

Nangong Tuyun snorted coldly: "Mo Jiutian and I are both eighth-grade Saint Emperors. Even if our combat power is reduced, it is more than enough to deal with you shrimp soldiers and crab generals!"

Qingyao snorted, "You are the only one who can brag! Then we will just beat you until you are convinced!"

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and ten Holy Kings and three Holy Emperors all pounced towards Nangong Tuyun!

Mist grass!

Nangong Tuyun's face tightened and he retreated madly. Only after he had gathered his strength did he engage in a fierce battle with these thirteen people!

Qingyao looked at Mo Jiutian with a sneer on her face, "I will deal with Chu Lingxiao's woman!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mo Jiutian's face turned red instantly, and he glared at Qingyao angrily. He raised one hand and a blood sword shot out!

Facing the blood sword that was pointing straight at her forehead, Qingyao didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging!

Just when the tip of the blood sword was about to touch her forehead, she waved her hand and the blood sword suddenly stopped!

Afterwards, Qingyao dodged easily, and the blood sword suddenly erupted and shot away into the distance!

"Demon Time Technique!"

Mo Jiutian gritted his teeth.

Unlike the humans in heaven who practice various martial arts, the demons have mastered various magic arts.

Some magic can control stone, some can control fire, and a few geniuses among the demons can even control the laws of time.

And their control over time is only short-term, that is, for a moment.

But just this instant can allow them to easily avoid the enemy's attack, or create opportunities for themselves to turn defeat into victory.

Qingyao is the leader of the demon clan. From the moment she was born, she can stop time for up to three seconds.

It was these three seconds that made her not afraid of Mo Jiutian's blood sword.

She flashed to a distance and looked at Mo Jiutian jokingly, "Is it because your man Chu Lingxiao didn't show you any mercy when he was being intimate with you, that's why your blood sword is so powerless that it can't even hit me!"

"asshole!"

Mo Jiutian's face turned red after hearing what Qingyao said, and he immediately shot towards Qingyao.

Although Qingyao was blessed in this barrier, she knew very well that the Heavenly Court had more people and more power, and she and Lan Ning were not suitable for a long battle.

So she teased Mo Jiutian like this to delay time. Once Lan Ning got the Lihuo Furnace, they would leave Heaven immediately.

So she turned and looked at Lan Ning. At this time, Lan Ning had already taken the Lihuo furnace, but a figure stopped him. This person was Han Bufan.

"That is my heavenly treasure. How can I allow you, the demon race, to touch it?"

Han Bufan slapped Lan Ning with his palm!

Lan Ning's face tightened. Although he had the added combat power, he was only a Saint Emperor, while Han Bufan was a seventh-rank Saint Emperor.

Moreover, Han Bufan's physical cultivation has reached the pinnacle.

So he did not dare to be careless at all. He held the black stove tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he exerted force and instantly absorbed all the surrounding gravel, forming a huge stone ball and blasting it towards Han Bufan!

Demonic stone magic!

Lan Ning is a master at controlling stones. As long as he is within a thousand-foot radius, all stones, even a grain of sand, can be used by him!

boom!

Han Bufan's terrifying palm power instantly crushed the boulder!

In the flying dust, Han Bufan's figure suddenly burst out!

Immediately, he threw a punch, and the tremendous force of the fist suppressed Lan Ning, making him feel suffocated!

Can't beat it!

run!

Lan Ning held the stove tightly with both hands and retreated madly!

Snapped!

At this moment, Han Bufan mysteriously appeared in front of Lan Ning.

"You...how come you are so fast?"

Lan Ning was extremely shocked!

Even though Han Bufan was a seventh-rank Saint Emperor, the distance between them was three hundred feet, but Han Bufan arrived in the blink of an eye!

This is unreasonable!

Snapped!

Han Bufan slapped Lan Ning on the face, instantly making Lan Ning's eyes blurry!

Immediately afterwards, Han Bufan took the opportunity to snatch the stove and immediately stuffed it into his own space.

The place away from the stove belongs to me, Han Bufan!

With a look of ecstasy on his face, Han Bufan looked at Lan Ning jokingly and said with a disdainful smile: "Didn't expect it? I ate the God Speed ​​Pill!"

Before he finished speaking, he instantly disappeared thousands of feet away.

"Hahaha! Li Huolu is mine! It's all about timing, luck, and fate!"

Han Bufan laughed out loud!

He was extremely grateful that Chu Lingxiao had given him a Shenxing Pill, which allowed him to grab the Lihuo Furnace at the critical moment.

But when he thought that the magic speed pill was his, that Chu Lingxiao had stolen his magic speed pill, and that Chu Lingxiao might have killed his father, he suddenly felt unwell.

But when he thought of Chu Lingxiao's death in Zhongtian Mountain and that he, Han Bufan, had obtained the Lihuo Furnace, he instantly laughed again.

"Sister, you can't run away even if you take the Speed ​​Pill!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Han Bufan. He turned around and saw Lan Ning suddenly appeared behind him.

What made Han Bufan's face tense was that Lan Ning actually used the magic stone technique to pull up a hill that was more than 800 feet high!

The huge projection of the hill instantly covered Han Bufan!

boom!

The hill fell straight down and hit Han Bufan!

"Damn the demon stone magic!"

Han Bufan threw a punch, the terrifying force tore through the space and instantly smashed the hill into pieces!

At this time, a figure appeared in front of Han Bufan, it was Qingyao!

Seeing Han Bufan was about to snatch the furnace away, Qingyao shook off Mo Jiutian and came in front of Han Bufan in an instant.

Han Bufan's face changed drastically!

He knew that Qingyao's magic was very powerful. His figure became illusory and he disappeared on the spot.

"Before Chu Lingxiao died, he did a good thing by giving me a magical pill!"

His figure was so fast that it seemed unreal. Han Bufan was delighted and thought to himself, "With the blessing of the God-speed Pill, this Lihuo Furnace will be mine today!"

"He took the Speed ​​Pill!"

Qingyao frowned, staring viciously at Han Bufan's receding figure. She waved the scepter with one hand, and instantly tore open a space.

"Miss, are you going to summon the Demon Soul King?"

Lan Ning was startled and said in surprise.