My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Now looking at his wolf-like appearance, the rage in his heart grew even more, and in a flash, it reached a peak.

"Brothers, go ahead and fuck him!"

As the chicken flapped its wings, the twelve demon generals moved together.

They immediately started to beat Qingming up.

"boom……!"

In an instant, a fierce battle broke out on the scene.

The surging energy waves surged, endless divine light bloomed, and the power of laws rose and fell and collided.

The sky was blown up.

This battlefield is extremely terrifying.

It's like gods and demons are fighting.

Various sword lights and fist shadows were everywhere.

Then, Qingming suffered tragedy!

His strength is indeed impressive.

Given the current state of the Twelve Demon Generals, if they were to face him alone, they would really be no match for him.

But at most it can fight two.

But now with twelve of them attacking him at the same time, he simply can't handle it.

Soon, his body was covered with wounds!

He was beaten so hard that blood came out of all his seven orifices.

His body was covered in bruises and looked extremely miserable. There was no trace of the detachment he had when he first appeared.

This made Qingming look extremely ugly.

In this part of the Northern Territory, the strength of a duck was already quite surprising to him.

He never expected that there were eleven people as strong as the duck.

Under the siege of the twelve demon generals, his calmness and arrogance were all gone.

His own coldness and arrogance could no longer be contained.

"Brother Feng, save me!"

……

the other side!

Seeing Qingming being ravaged, Feng Wuji moved!

This is a very powerful existence.

His every move seems to be in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth!

Infinite and brilliant divine light burst out from his body, and he joined the battlefield directly.

With the addition of Feng Wuji, the originally one-sided battle gradually turned into a stalemate.

I have to say, Feng Wuji is quite powerful.

If Qing Ming barely possessed the power of two demon generals, then he almost possessed the power of ten demon generals.

On the battlefield!

Fourteen figures are competing and fighting!

A terrifying murderous intent filled the sky.

The sword shines brightly and the blood rushes into the sky.

Various powerful trump cards and means emerge one after another.

Every fight and collision will inevitably explode with boundless energy ripples, soaring into the sky.

Countless people at the scene were shocked!

Anyone who can get here today is not a weakling.

However, at this moment, the pressure coming from the battlefield alone made half of the people say they couldn't bear it.

Every figure on the battlefield has the power to sweep away everyone present.

This battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, but neither side could do anything to the other.

After a new round of collision, the two sides kept some distance.

"stop!"

Qingming spoke with lingering fear.

"I admit that I underestimated you before!"

"Your strength has earned my respect!"

"To be honest, I have no grudge against you and the others."

"As long as you let me take the ancestor of Fuwang Palace away, you can do whatever you want with the others."

"Let's just forget about this. Just consider it a favor to me, okay?"

Obviously, the strength of the Twelve Demon Generals made Qing Ming put away his contempt and become submissive in disguise.

To those who knew Qingming, this was absolutely an extremely incredible thing.

Qingming is well-known for his arrogance.

Since his debut, he has never lowered his head.

But these words made the hearts of everyone in Fuwang Palace sink to the bottom in an instant.

They originally thought that these two mysterious beings would definitely be able to save the Fuwang Palace from danger.

But now, they were actually abandoned as pawns.

Especially Fu Zhong, his eyes were red.

Today, he has experienced several ups and downs in life.

Jumping back and forth between despair and hope.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he, the leader of a transcendent force, a being second only to the emperor and above everyone else, was one day treated as an abandoned pawn.

Just when he was feeling endless despair, the attitude of the Twelve Demon Generals rekindled his desire for life.

But Ji Yi sneered and said, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you deserve our respect?"

"You can't even protect the person I want to kill!"