Vermillion Bird said. "We have been waiting for this day for a long time. How can I miss this battle?"
Vermillion Bird had been pestering the Demon Lord for a long time before he agreed to let them go.
However, he could only participate in the battle in his own name and couldn't let the other demons come to help.
He couldn't use the power of the demons because he has a forbidden technique.
After all, if people knew that the Demon Lord participated in this internal battle, not only would he not be able to help his adoptive father, it would also bring him endless troubles.
Even if the Demon Lord couldn't use his demon power, with his current strength, it would be easy for him to deal with some low-level Spiritual Gods.
Black Tortoise said. "This kid still came!"
This is a battle of great significance to his adoptive father, all eight of them are here. Very good!
"He …" Vermillion Bird's flame is too dangerous, the faces of Donghuang's people changed.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Soon, Bai Ze and Black Tortoise's crisis was resolved.
Vermillion Bird gave them an enchanting back and said. "Then I'll go help Sister Xi 'er! You guys take care of the rest. "
"Humph! Becoming so powerful all of a sudden, let this guy be proud of himself. "Chong Ming snorted coldly.
These low-level Spiritual Gods are very difficult to deal with. If it weren't for Mu Qian's strong body, even with the help of Wudi and the other two, it would be difficult to resist.
However, when Vermillion Bird came to help, they couldn't be proud anymore.
"Rumble!" A burst of loud noise came.
Vermillion Bird forced them back, the flames on their bodies are difficult to extinguish.
"Who is this kid?" They stared dumbfoundedly at the androgynous but exceptionally good-looking youth.
"Our people found out that Mu Fengyun has a total of eight adopted sons. He should be one of them, Lord Vermillion Bird."
"It's him! How can he be so much stronger than the others? Damn it!"
Vermillion Bird's strength is beyond their expectations.
Naturally, their plan to bully the weak and restrain Mu Fengyun was about to fail.
What they know is that Lord White Tiger is the strongest, while Lord Vermillion Bird's strength is average.
How is this average? His powerful fire elemental power can crush low-level Spiritual Gods, he is simply a monster.
The Vermillion Bird's flames were very powerful, but what was even more powerful was his bewitching technique.
As the melodious bell rang, many Spiritual Venerables and even Spiritual Gods of the East Imperial Dynasty who were present instantly became absent-minded.
"There's something wrong with this ringtone. Seal your hearing immediately."
"Quick!"
However, it was already too late. Their pupils instantly became unfocused, and in the next moment, they directly brandished their swords to kill their companions.
Many experts were controlled by the Vermilion Bird, and they killed each other, resulting in heavy losses.
"How dare you hurt my Vermillion Bird's brother? Go to hell and repent!" Vermillion Bird said coldly.
The experts on the East Royal Dynasty's side had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
With the Vermilion Bird, this big killing weapon, there is no chance of winning against Mu Qian and the Eight Young Lords. Being able to save their own lives is already considered lucky.
"I'm going to help Second Uncle. I'll leave this place to you guys." Vermillion Bird smiled coquettishly.
Mu Fengling was the vanguard in the battle against the mid-rank Spiritual God experts from the East Imperial Dynasty.
Mu Fengling's fighting prowess was astonishing, but his level was slightly lower. Therefore, even though he wouldn't lose to them, he would still have a hard time.
The Vermilion Bird's current power couldn't contend against a mid-rank Spiritual God, but his charm skill could still make the mid-rank Spiritual God suffer.
A figure clad in fiery red clothes flew over, and the charming bell rang.
Some of the mid-rank Spiritual Gods became vigilant, and they said disdainfully, "The adopted son taught by His Highness Fengyun only knows these lowly tricks? You want to deal with us with such tricks? In your dreams! "
They had to pay a price for looking down on the Vermilion Bird. The Vermilion Bird's Soul Power was beyond the imagination of these Spiritual Gods.
"Bang!" He became absent-minded for a moment, and he was instantly heavily injured by Mu Fengyun.
"Damn it!" Some of the mid-rank Spiritual Gods' faces were unsightly.
They had witnessed the Vermilion Bird's power, and they were on guard, but it was useless.
They would still be affected, and if a battle between experts was affected like this, they wouldn't be far from defeat.
"Kill this devil-like lad." After realizing that the Vermilion Bird was a big trouble, they intended to kill him.
"Bang!" They thought that they had hit their target, but it turned out to be an illusion.
"How dare you scold our children!" Mu Fengling said angrily, and the Bright Emperor's Sword pierced through his heart.
Although he didn't like these stinky lads as much as Xi 'er, and he wanted to dote on them with everything he had, they were still his family, and he had always been protective.
"Puchi!" The Vermilion Bird was also petty, and he immediately set a fire, burning the man to ashes.
With the Vermilion Bird around, they had a high chance of winning the battle between the mid-rank Spiritual Gods.
As for the high-rank Spiritual Gods, with Mu Fengyun around, they naturally didn't have to worry about anything.
The experts on Donghuang's side seemed to be in a decline.
Now, they could only place their hopes on the battlefield below. As long as they won the battle below and annihilated Mu Fengyun's army, they could immediately retreat and not have to fight a bitter battle here.
Persevere, persevere a little more, and when the reinforcements of the Beigong Dynasty arrive, it would be the end of Mu Fengyun's army.
The generals of the army below also had big drops of sweat on their foreheads. Their large army was rapidly losing members.
The enemy was too strong, and they couldn't hold on for long.
They could only grit their teeth and continue fighting, praying that the Beigong Dynasty's army would be faster.
Intense sounds of killing could be heard, and it was obvious that Mu Fengyun and his army had the upper hand.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, and an ice-cold aura could be felt. Not far away, an army of ice armor was rapidly approaching.
This army seemed to only have tens of thousands of people, but their aura was very strong.
The generals of the East Imperial Dynasty looked as though they had seen their savior, and they said, "It's the Beigong Dynasty's Ice King Cavalry. His Majesty, the North Thearch, actually sent the Ice King Cavalry to help us. This is great."
The Ice King Cavalry was an army that Beigong Jue had painstakingly nurtured and belonged to him.
The true battle strength of this army wasn't any weaker than the army led by White Tiger.
Now that White Tiger's army was fighting against the East Imperial Dynasty's army, even if victory was in sight, they had suffered a lot.
If they were to clash with the Ice King Cavalry again, the situation would be very bad. White Tiger's face revealed a grave expression.
Someone angrily scolded, "What a good Donghuang Mu Fengyun. This is a war of our East Imperial Dynasty, but he actually colluded with another nation and asked them to help us. He is too despicable and shameless."
In order to win, in order to defeat Mu Fengyun, and to protect his throne, Mu Fengyun had completely disregarded his reputation.
The Ice King Cavalry instantly closed in, and they had already arrived at the battlefield. That incomparably cold aura intertwined with the heated battlefield.
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