In the shadow, Taotie Dakou finally appeared.

"Heaven and earth are in sorrow." The strongest method of the Bei Emperor.

It's a pity that it is useless against Old Demon Chu.

Any emotional approach has no effect on him.

Any emotion will stop me from drawing my sword.

boom.

Taotie swallowed Emperor Bei in one big gulp.

Emperor Bei made a mad move, striking Taotie's mouth across the board.

It's a pity it's useless.

Old Demon Chu has fought to the point of going crazy. At this time, he is a tireless beast.

"roar."

His roar shook the world.

The fight will never end until the enemy dies.

"Bang bang bang."

Taotie's mouth exploded due to Old Demon Chu's madness.

This isn't the first time he's done this, and it won't be the last.

Boom.

The broken body of Emperor Bei fell out of Taotie's mouth.

The scarred avenue is mottled.

Sad Emperor, seriously injured.

The situation of Old Demon Chu was the same, but he was not afraid.

"kill."

The old demon Chu came forward again and once again started the fight to the death mode.

He is always so crazy.

"Tsk tsk."

From a distance, Wu Sheng watched with interest: "This guy will always be like this."

"Chen Fan..."

Wu Sheng asked: "Is it because he has your backing that he is so crazy?"

"If you hadn't resurrected him again and again, this guy would have died countless times."

Although the words are not complimentary, it is the fact.

It is really not easy for Old Demon Chu to survive to this day.

This thing doesn't have many resurrections, but it's still the same.

Luoran looked at Old Mo Chu in shock: "He is so strong."

Yes, very strong.

This point is undeniable by Wu Sheng.

Old Demon Chu lives by fighting and takes demon as his purpose.

This kind of existence is the most troublesome to the enemy.

At this time, Chen Fan looked at Wu Sheng and said, "Senior, when will you enter the eighth level?"

"It's early."

Wu Sheng shook his head: "My swordsmanship is not perfect, and I still need to learn more about it."

"Um."

"And you?"

Wu Sheng asked back: "How does it feel to enter the eighth level?"

"That's it."

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Sheng smacked his lips twice: "I really envy you."

"..."

The two of them kept chatting about topics that were not nutritious.

Mainly because I was bored with waiting, and I didn’t know when the battle with Old Demon Chu would end.

It's boring to wait anyway, so why not chat for a while.

Luoran, on the other hand, watched the battle ahead with great interest.

Eighth-level battles are too rare.

Unlike the Tenth Land, the Ninth Land has not experienced several eighth-level battles in the past million years.

There are quite a few seventh-level ones, but most of them don't know how to fight to the death.

Emperor wars are rare for the peaceful Ninth Land.

Because of this, she watched it with gusto.

Not everyone is lucky enough to see the Battle of the Emperor.

Many people live tens of thousands of years without ever seeing one.

After all, Chaos is very big, and there are too few great emperors in one realm, so they are usually aloof beings.
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