That life-snatching, in his hand, suddenly emitted more than thirty zhang of light, the light was black, green, black and green, as if it was substance, and wherever it passed, whether it was a second-order or third-order demon beast, its body was like tofu, and it was easily cut in half by that light.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the more than 2,400 monks who had been rescued by him from the Demon Palace, who had long been unable to bear it, rushed into the beast herd like a tiger, and everywhere he passed, the demon beasts in the beast herd fell to the ground one after another.

Especially Zhao Xuan and Xu Qiang, the strength of the ninth-order great demon master was brought into play, and those demon beasts only trembled and were slaughtered, so they dared to fight back?

Among the more than seven hundred fifth-order great magicians and above, the magic power fluctuations emitted by any one were no less than those of the town mayor Zhao Zhenlong.

The sudden situation made not only those demon beasts stunned, but even everyone on the town wall was stunned.

"Where did this army come from, it's a little too violent!"

Mu Zifeng ignored everyone. Killing again and again, he killed the beasts in this rough way, and the body of the demon beast, like a cabbage in the autumn field, fell down one by one, without a trace of resistance.

"Strong, it's too strong!" Mayor Zhao Zhenlong was stunned in the air like a wood carved clay sculpture, and he didn't even realize that the two flying beasts were sneaking in.

"Whoosh, flutter!" Two sounds sounded, and the two flying beasts turned into a rain of blood. It was Mu Zifeng who took the time to make a "Wind Breaking Palm." ”

"Old, thank you...... Thank you for this son!" Zhao Zhenlong, who came to his senses, remembered that this is the battlefield.

The monks standing on the town wall were equally surprised, especially Zhao Daxing, whose open mouth was difficult to close for a long time. He never dreamed that a monk of the same clan he casually met would be so powerful, and that he would have an army with him.

Under the strong attack of Mu Zifeng and the more than 2,400 people, the demon beast turned around and retreated like a tide, leaving only more than 50,000 corpses.

Mu Zifeng didn't pursue, he suddenly found that something seemed to be wrong.

"Terran junior, dare to hurt my people, accept your life!" Suddenly, a loud shout exploded in his ears.

With the voice, a figure six meters tall stepped in front of Mu Zifeng in a few steps.

As the figure continued to expand in his pupils, a chilling aura locked on his figure, and at the same time, a huge coercion attacked him.

Mu Zifeng also saw the appearance of the person who came.

I saw the man, red-haired, gray-eyed, dressed in a pale golden robe, with a lion's nose, a large mouth, shoulders more than eight feet wide, a head the size of a millstone, a pair of arms stretched out, two feet long, barefoot, and feet five feet long.

"Demon King Rank Transformation Demon Beast?" Mu Zifeng recognized it for the first time, it was a Transformation Demon Beast of the early stage of the First Order Demon King.

Although the demon beast is divided into ten levels, once it transforms, it is not limited by the level, it is said that there are demon beasts at the level of the demon world in the demon world, otherwise, the old man will not lose his body.

But the number of demon beasts of that level is too small and too small, and they generally exist as powerful demon pets, and with the help of powerful resources, they can gradually evolve. Like the demon king-level shape-shifting demon beast in front of him, it can be said that it is a rare existence.

"Let me meet him. ”

As the mayor of the town, Zhao Zhenlong, how can he weaken his momentum in front of everyone at this moment. You know, he's the highest cultivator in the town. He also has his own dignity, which cannot be violated, even Mu Zifeng, who saved the whole town.

"Old man, you're no match for me, get out of the way. The Demon King said angrily, looking at Mu Zifeng with unblinking eyes.

As for Zhao Zhenlong, he was ignored by him.

"Brute, you dare!" Zhao Zhenlong's long gray beard trembled, trembling with anger.

Is it good that he is a fifth-order peak great magician, he was ignored like this, and he is not convinced. What's more, as the strongest man in the town, he has long developed the habit of being high and looking down on all beings, being so despised by this demon beast, his heart is dripping blood, behind him, the whole town is watching, where to put his old face.

Without saying a word, he used his magic power and slapped it at the demon king.

Zhang Yuda's palm shadow flew towards the demon king.

"Don't ......" Mu Zifeng wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The demon king's eyes were still staring at Mu Zifeng, and he waved his right hand casually, as if he was driving away mosquitoes.

With a "poof", half of Zhao Zhenlong's body turned into a rain of blood. Seriously injured, he flew out for hundreds of feet, and then he fell to the ground with a bang and passed out.

"Mayor Mare—"

There was a cry on the town wall, and there was a tremor and crying in it.

Mu Zifeng knew that although Zhao Zhenlong was seriously injured, this was still the result of the mercy of the demon king's subordinates, otherwise, a mere fifth-order great demon master would be slapped into flesh by the latter in an instant against the demon king-level transformation demon king.

"How is it, Terran boy, are you scared?" said the demon king, smugly.

"Afraid?" The corners of Mu Zifeng's mouth rose, and a hint of laughter climbed up the corners of his mouth, "Seeing that your cultivation is not easy, give you two paths, die or surrender!"

"Hehehe," the demon king also laughed, "The guy who is not self-sufficient dares to speak wildly in front of this king!"

"Then let's fight!" Mu Zifeng's face was very calm.

"Since you don't choose to surrender, then fight until you surrender. "He also has a heart of love, after all, this is a demon king who has been transformed, if he can take it for his own use, he will definitely be able to become a big help for himself in the future.

"Roar," the demon king roared angrily when he looked up to the sky, and his palm with a grinding plate turned into a palm shadow that was more than a foot long, and slapped at Mu Zifeng, at his fingertips, the two-foot-long nail was like a sharp blade, and the air was suddenly cut in half.

Mu Zifeng was not in a hurry, seeing that the giant palm was already approaching, he didn't dodge or dodge, and let the nails cut him in half.

"Ahh

The Demon King's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the body in front of him that was split in half in a daze, he didn't feel the imaginary scene of broken bones and blood splashing.

"Are you looking for me?" a calm voice came from above the Demon King's head.

"That boy isn't dead!"

"He's alive!"

At this moment, the black pressure on the town wall was full of people, looking at Mu Zifeng standing on the flying sword, with a fanatical expression.

"Afterimage?" The demon king was stunned for a moment, and it was clear in an instant, it turned out that what he split was nothing more than Mu Zifeng's afterimage.

"How is it possible?" Teleportation is only available to the powerhouses of the Demon Venerable rank, and the Terran kid in front of him, no matter how you look at it, is not the appearance of the Demon Venerable, how old is he, how can he be the Demon Venerable.

The demon king has lived for thousands of years, how can he not see Mu Zifeng's cultivation, it seems that he is not even a great magician.

"He must have a high-grade magic treasure on him. "The demon king himself is making excuses for him.

When I looked up, I saw Mu Zifeng standing on a magic flying sword, looking at him playfully.

"Hmph!" the demon king snorted coldly, his huge claws changed to grasp, and his arm suddenly stretched out thirty meters away, grabbing at Mu Zifeng, "Look where you are running this time!"

If that claw is grasped, Mu Zifeng inside will be immediately caught by him into a meat patty.

When Mu Zifeng saw the claws coming, he still didn't dodge or dodge, and let those claws hold himself firmly in his hands.

As soon as the claws entered his body, they suddenly emptied, and what he was holding in his hands was still an afterimage.

"That Terran junior, don't hide if you have the ability, let's fight with real swords and guns!" The demon king's two blows missed, and he also came to the fire.

"I'm afraid that as soon as I make a move, you won't have a chance!" Mu Zifeng's laughing voice came from afar.

"Arrogance! This king has lived for thousands of years, and he has never seen such an arrogant junior as you!"

"It's okay to have a real fight with me, if you lose, you have to be my demon pet. Mu Zifeng was calm.

"Will this king lose? You look down on yourself too much!"

"Why, you don't dare?"

"Who said that this king would not dare!"

Mu Zifeng was happy in his heart, although the demon king was transformed, if he talked about wisdom, how could he compare with the human race, the human monk, everyone can be his ancestor.

"Do you dare to take a demonic oath?"

"This ......" The Demon King hesitated, he faintly felt a little uncertain in his heart.

"What, don't you dare?" Mu Zifeng took the opportunity to take him again.

"Then why don't you dare!" As he spoke, the demon king flew out a drop of purple-red blood from the top of his brain, thought about it, and took it back.

Mu Zifeng's smile suddenly condensed on his face.

"What if you lose?" said the Demon King, as if he suddenly remembered that he had sworn a little bit of a loss.

"It's up to you. ”

"Then do you dare to make a demon oath?" the demon king tilted his head and said with the same playful look at Mu Zifeng.

"Of course I dare!"

Mu Zifeng also flew out a drop of crimson blood from the top of his head, "If I, Mu Zifeng, lose to the demon king in front of me......"

"It's called Xiaohong. There was a hint of twist in the demon king's voice, "The size is small, the red is red." ”

"Xiaohong?" Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while, are you a demon king rank demon king powerhouse, okay? Are you a good man?

"If I Mu Zifeng loses to the demon king Xiaohong, I will let Xiaohong deal with it!" Mu Zifeng's words fell, and suddenly, a fluorescence flew from the sky, circled around his drop of blood, and returned to his body with that drop of blood, and he felt that there was an extra layer of prohibition in his mind.

"If this king Xiaohong loses to the human race boy Mu Zifeng, this king swears to be a slave and a servant, and swears to follow!"

With a "whoosh", there was also a light, along with the small red purple blood, which drilled into his body.

"Come on!" Mu Zifeng's face was serious, the cultivation of the fourth-order immortal master emanated from his body, and there was a faint sound in the air, which was because the air was far from being able to withstand the coercion.