"Xin, how could you lose to those two guys!" Hui Yuan looked at Sanben Xin who was running away in embarrassment, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
"Hey! You should take care of yourself first!"
Sivir sneered, the thruster behind the Red Lotus Ultimate Dragon blasted fiery flames, and the huge driving force made her eject instantly.
At the same time, Rose also cooperated with Sivir to launch a fierce attack, and the blood-red rose petals swept away like a storm.
The three had already formulated a strategy to deal with Hui Yuanyin. As the strongest of the three, Sivir acted as the main attacker and was responsible for containing Hui Yuanyin.
Bai Zhan assisted from the side, and Shunjian used his powerful olfactory ability to lock the specific location of Hui Yuanyin, while Qiangwei was mainly responsible for long-distance fire support.
Feng Yixiu approached the Dansha Palace and looked back at the battle behind him. He was completely relieved when he saw that both Sanbenxin and Hui Yuanyin were suppressed.
"His Royal Highness, it's only about an hour and a half before dawn, we still have to hurry up." Pharaoh reminded in a low voice.
Feng Yixiu shook his head silently, then turned his head, suddenly speeding up to the Dan Tsar Palace.
No one dared to stop Feng Yixiu along the way. After all, their lineup was too strong, and stopping them rashly would be tantamount to seeking death.
At this moment, the Dan Tsar Palace looked a little deserted, and Emperor Xue Huang sat alone on the throne with his eyes closed and rested.
"finally come……"
Emperor Xuehuang moved his ears slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"boom!"
I saw that the closed door of Dansha Palace was blown abruptly by a strong wind, and the sound of dragon chants that resounded throughout the world reverberated continuously in the hall.
Then a dazzling pure white thunder fell from the sky, instantly blasting the roof of Dansha Palace into dust.
Emperor Xuehuang slowly raised his head, looking at Feng Yixiu floating in the air, and whispered: "Feng Yixiu, you came earlier than I expected. It seems that Hui Yuanyin and Sanbenxin are there. The two wastes are indeed unreliable..."
Feng Yixiu was condescending and said coldly: "Emperor Xuehuang, you are stupid than the king expected. I never thought you were really waiting for death here."
"Don't you think that I will really grab it with my hands?" Emperor Xue Huang slowly stood up and said in a deep voice.
"As long as you hand over the thousand-year crown, this king might still be merciful and spare your life!" Feng Yixiu said solemnly.
"Hahaha...I will return these words to you intact. If you hand over the Thousand-Year Scepter in your hand, I might be able to spare your life!"
The Great Emperor Xuehuang laughed back in anger, a strong spiritual pressure burst out in an instant, and the sun wheel behind him gradually appeared.
At this moment, he was like a violent burning sun. The extreme high temperature caused the entire Dansha Palace to burn violently, but in an instant it caused the crumbling palace to burn into dust.
In the endless sea of fire, the golden spirit-calling magic array gradually condensed in mid-air, and the bright sun-winged divine dragon erupted into a fiercer high temperature, so that Feng Yixiu could only retreat several dozen meters.
Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu, who have the mark of the Vermilion Bird, are naturally not afraid of such high temperatures, but the Pharaoh is not a fire source warrior, and he simply can't bear such terrifying temperatures.
The strength of the Pharaoh is extremely powerful, but it is not in the physical sense. No matter how powerful it is, the defense is of little significance in front of the Pharaoh.
His existence is like a bomb that may be detonated at any time, just standing there can generate sufficient deterrence.
"Roar!"
Emperor Xue Huang slowly floated into the air, and then fell gently behind the Huang Sun Wing Shenlong.
I saw the Huang Sun Wing Shenlong violently waving its wings, and quickly flew to a position equal to the height of the Star Sage Dragon King.
"Something's not right..."
Feng Yixiu looked at the unscathed Emperor Xuehuang in front of him, frowning slightly.
"What's wrong?" Shen Ruyu asked in a low voice.
"Xiao Kongkong has clearly knocked out a few of his teeth, but why are they growing again now?" Feng Yixiu asked with some doubts.
Hearing that, Shen Ruyu and Pharaoh only discovered this detail. This situation was originally extremely normal.
After all, Emperor Xuehuang is a source warrior of the sixth-order battle system. With the power of speeding regeneration, let alone a few teeth, he can regenerate even with a broken arm.
But the crux of the problem is that the attack of the Heaven-killing Demon Ape clearly adds the power of God-killing, and the damage caused cannot be healed, even if it is just a few teeth.
"Your boy's observation is quite meticulous, but there is nothing to conceal until now." Emperor Xuehuang sneered, and immediately continued: "You shouldn't be naive to think that the thousand-year crown is the first of the seven sacred relics. , Is it really just a symbol of imperial power?"