! great battle.

Qingyao mountain.

The mountains were silent, and the wind blew through the valley.

The five ancient bodies surrounded PEI Ling.

The aura from the ancient times and the brutal nature of the beasts intertwined and spread. The atmosphere was like a frozen stream of water, freezing bit by bit.

PEI Ling's Black robe fluttered in the wind. With a wave of his sleeve, a blood-colored force suddenly shot out, carrying Si Hong Qing and quickly leaving.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Yi disappeared from their sight.

Seeing that PEI Ling was about to start a war with the demon Thearch, patriarch Kong SU's brows furrowed slightly. However, after a slight hesitation, he still retreated far away.

At the same time, all the demons near the valley were also wrapped up by the hurricane and sent to other areas of Mount qingyao.

Not long after, only the five bodies of PEI Ling and the demon Thearch were left in this world.