Two of the dragon-shaped light chains overflowed with electric light and entangled Zhao Feng's legs.

"It's a pity. If the eight great Zhenxuan levels join forces, they might still be able to pose a threat to me."

Zhao Feng said with some regret.

A transparent light shield condensed with thunder patterns suddenly bloomed on his body surface, and two dragon-shaped light chains were shaken open with two "ding-ding" sounds.

Ding ding ding——

On the wind and thunder light shield, sparks flew everywhere, and eight dragon-shaped light chains hit Zhao Feng one after another, all of which were shaken away.

"This Eight Dragons Demon Slaying Formation requires the 'Eight Dragons Understanding'. You are not in harmony with each other and have not practiced enough, so you can only use 60% to 70% of the power of this formation..."

Zhao Feng shook his head.

He took his time and approached the "Master of the Sea of ​​Clouds" at the core of the formation step by step.

"Junior! Don't be arrogant——"

There was already some trembling in Yunhai Sect Master's voice.

No one expected that Zhao Feng was so powerful that he could stroll around in the "Eight Dragons Slaying Demon Array".

"Master Yunhai, Zhao came here to apologize sincerely, why do you need to be nervous."

Zhao Feng put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly.

It seemed that he really had no intention of taking the life of Sect Master Yunhai.

"What a terrifying life -"

Suddenly! A hollow and desolate voice came from one end of the central square.

That voice had a magical power that penetrated into the soul. It was obviously very low and slow, but everyone on the scene could hear it clearly.

"This voice..."

Lin Tong in the sky and Bei Mo in the central hall had stern expressions on their faces.

The eight true spirit realms who presided over the formation, the Yunhai Sect Master, the seventh core elder and others trembled physically and mentally.

This moment.

The air seemed to have solidified, leaving only the desolate sound that penetrated the soul.

Swish Swish Swish 1

In the corner of the central square, three figures shrouded in black robes and hats suddenly opened their black gauze robes, revealing their true faces.

Three terrifying and horrifying atmospheres spread in the central hall square.

Two men and one woman, like the king of hell, stood in front of the palace on the top of the mountain.

Whoosh!

One of them, a "man in mysterious clothes." was holding an iron fan in his hand. His skin, hair, and clothing seemed to be assimilated by gold and iron, exuding a cold metallic aura.

Whoops!

In the void, a silver metal beam flashed.

Zhao Feng's steps froze.

behind.

The man in black clothes had cold pupils, and a cold fan-shaped edge extended from the iron fan in his hand, only one foot away from Zhao Feng's vest.

That trembling "fan-shaped edge." With just one flick, it could split Zhao Feng in half.

"Tiexiao Allah!"

The moment the man in black clothes appeared, several senior elders of the Xiaoyue Sect, including the leader of the Yunhai Sect, couldn't help but lose their voices.

Tiexiao Allah!

This name, like the shadow of a nightmare, is branded on the top leadership of the Thirteen Sects Alliance.

"Meet the three palace kings!"

The seventh core elder showed a look of ecstasy.

"Youlong, Tiexiao, and Biji are the three palace kings, this... how is this possible!"

Bei Mo's face was full of shock.

Before setting off, he only listened to the top leaders of the alliance telling him that they would send three high-level experts to assist him in going to Xiaoyue Sect to deal with Zhao Feng.

But unexpectedly.

These three strong reinforcements are actually the three kings of the Iron Dragon Alliance.

"Meet the three palace kings Youlong, Tiexiao and Biji."

Lin Tong was in mid-air, with cold sweat on his forehead and a worried look on his face.

Swish! Swish!

In addition to Tie Xiaozhen, another man and a woman, with their bodies flashing, formed a triangle attack and surrounded Zhao Feng.

The "King of Youlong Palace" with the strongest aura has waterfall-like black hair, a black horn on his head, and his whole body is wrapped in a layer of pitch black scales, giving him an ancient and mysterious aura.

His existence is like a nightmare from hell.

The one on the left is "Prince Brigitte." She is dressed in a luxurious dress made of dreamy green silver. She has the face of an angel and the figure of a devil. Her aura is strange and dark, and there is a sense of etherealness. Her every frown and smile can captivate people's soul.

"Bei Mo, you did a great job! Zhao Feng has indeed returned to Xiaoyue Sect. Your Excellency, Master Yunhai, without you, we would not have been able to ambush this son so smoothly."

The king of Youlong Palace's black hair fluttered and his voice was hollow, as if coming from the Demon Lord of the Abyss.

Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect walked up and down with dull faces, shocked hearts, and no emotion at all.

Three of the top four giants of the Iron Dragon Alliance appeared in the small Xiaoyue Sect at once.

"The king of the three palaces...it turns out that I am just a bait."
Chapter completed!