In the center of the swamp, Mu Zifeng saw a projection, to be exact, a beam of light, as if it was shining from the sky, and as if it was coming out of the bottom of the swamp, in that light, it seemed to be a legendary story.

And the huge surface of the swamp is like the screen of an open-air movie in the world, and every character, every chariot is brought to life.

And every story shown on the screen is also vivid, as if it happened yesterday, the sound of cars, horses, and screams, the sound of swords, swords, and weapons, the light is terrifying!

Everywhere is full of intrigues and tricks, obviously you have already won, but if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

These bloody facts were all there, and Mu Zifeng only looked at it for a short while, and his hair stood on end, and he was terrified.

But as a man, a soldier who was ready to fight the Lord's organization at any time, Mu Zifeng forced himself to calm down, and silently calculated the method of arranging the troops and the use of the conspiracy and tricks.

Originally, the Terran monks were good at stratagem, and after these five hours of systematic study, Mu Zifeng felt that his knowledge of stratagems had reached a higher level and he was more handy in using them.

After the assessment of the assessment tower, his pattern was already very large, and in a mysterious place of trial, he felt that he had stood at the peak of the world, and any conspiracy and trickery could not be seen through at a glance by him, but it was not far from ten.

This is a much better training opportunity than obtaining any martial arts and magic treasures, how could Mu Zifeng give up so easily?!

With a "whoosh", he got into the light curtain, his body tightened, and he had already put on a piece of armor of a thousand households.

In this way, he started from a thousand households, to ten thousand households, generals, and even marshals, marquises, and kings of a country, and he didn't know how many years he had experienced, and there were even more corpses in front of him, and there was no daylight. And his combat effectiveness is also green and innocent, and he has more combat experience. The use of stratagem is like command. Until Mu Zifeng stood on top of everyone's heads and dominated the world.

Only then did I hear the voice that contained the vicissitudes of life, "Little one, you are very good, do you want to stay here and enjoy the glory and wealth, or do you want to return to the world and continue to struggle?"

"Of course, it's back to the world. Mu Zifeng said lightly, if Lei Bao and the others were beside him at this time, they would be surprised to find that Mu Zifeng's eyes at this moment were even deeper, and he could faintly see a taste of vicissitudes, as if he had seen through the red dust and the old monster of several lifetimes.

And his back was straighter, as if there was no wind and rain that could break his will, and his whole body was covered with golden light, like a god, awe-inspiring and inviolable. And his body is also permeated with a bloody aura and decisive bravery.

Is this still the young man who came from the Mangchuan Continent?

"Okay, ambitious!"

The old man's voice was even kinder, like the old man next door, "However, there has been a disaster in this space, and the minions of the main organization, the Demon Temple, have infiltrated in, and those friends of yours are afraid that they will not be able to withstand it!"

"Darkness has come, and I'm afraid the world is about to be disrupted!"

"What? Is darkness already coming?"

When Mu Zifeng heard this, he was stunned.

Before he arrived in the Xuan Demon Continent, he was a carefree teenager who was dedicated to collecting herbs, and his only hope was to cure his father's illness and spend the rest of his life in harmony with his family.

But since he came to the Xuan Demon Continent and came into contact with the cultivators of the shape* form, and he himself became a cultivator by chance, he knew the difficulty of the world.

And his only thought was to return to the Mangchuan Continent and return to his relatives, no matter what darkness was coming, but now, something like this has happened, it seems that he has to think about it in the long run. After all, the passage between the Xuan Demon Continent and the Mangchuan Continent is still there, and if one is not careful, the flames of war are likely to burn to one's relatives.

Since he has caught up, he has to take care of whatever he says.

"Where are my buddies now?" ......

The remnant sun is like blood, and the blood mist is like weaving.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and there was a smell of rotting corpses, which was stinking and disgusting.

In front of a hundred-meter-high stone platform resembling an altar in the center of this space, a fierce battle was going on.

Magical treasures flew, light flickered, deep pits on the ground were everywhere, and the screams of the monks were incessant, like hell on earth.

The number of both sides of the battle is about the same, and the cultivation is about the same. According to a rough estimate, that's six hundred demon kings, and the destructive power caused is really not small.

This battle has been going on for six hours, and there are casualties on both sides, and the biggest loss is still on the side of the three transcendent sects, almost a hundred disciples of the Demon King rank have fallen, and more than sixty are seriously injured and have lost their ability to fight.

On the other hand, the other side wearing the black power suit, although it has lost almost fifty or more personnel, its combat effectiveness is still there, especially a bald young man standing in the middle, with his hands behind his back, with a look of contempt for the world, from the perspective of cultivation, it has reached the level of the middle stage of the first-order Demon Venerable, which is the highest among all people.

"What kind of bullshit are the three transcendent sects, I thought they were so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be a group of soft fat sheep!"

The man raised his chin high, and the black, yellow, red, blue, blue, green, and purple demon pupils emitted a light of contempt, "Give you a way out, surrender to our Demon Palace, Rao Er will not die!"

"Phew, what kind of dog is the Demon Palace, it deserves to be served by us, do your spring and autumn daydreams!"

Yun Meng wiped a handful of blood from the corners of her mouth, and straightened her long pale chestnut hair, and her eyes were about to erupt with fire.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the arrogant Terran youth, if that kid was here, would he be able to deal with this bastard in front of her?

But she quickly shook her head and abandoned her unrealistic thoughts, no matter how capable that kid is, he can still deal with this guy in front of him?!

"Stink//son, you're still hard-mouthed when you're dying, brothers, remember, knock this little girl unconscious, don't kill it, save it for the night to enjoy it, everyone take turns!"

"Coax!"

There was a burst of laughter among the men in black!

"You're looking for death!" Yun Meng's little face was blue, "The old lady is going to drink out and die today, and she has to pull you on her back!"

"Yo yo yo, tsk, it seems that you think too highly of yourself, Laben is less than a backer, it's really not enough to be good with your little way!" He slowly turned his face around, and didn't even look at Yun Meng, as if she didn't exist at all, this was a naked slap in the face.

"You all have to listen to the master, surrender, or die!"

There was a brief pause between the two sides of the battle, the disciples of the Three Holy Sects looked at each other, the difference in strength was too great, the other party's cultivation was basically the peak of the ninth-order Great Demon King, and there were also various grades of magic treasures on their bodies, I really don't know where this team came from.

A good trial, which Cheng thought that such a thing had happened, looking at the other party's posture, he would never give up until he achieved his goal!

As the pride of the three sects, many of them belong to the flowers of the greenhouse, and they have a body of cultivation, but in terms of actual combat ability, they can't be compared with these devil-like guys in front of them, and they lose a step in terms of momentum, and their combat effectiveness is even more than seventy percent, no wonder there will be a large number of deaths.

"We'd rather die in battle than surrender!" Yun Meng bit her lower lip and burst out of her teeth.

It's really uncomfortable to be despised by others, not to mention this extremely ugly guy, at that moment, Yun Meng's heart flashed a jade and stone burning thought, and he will never be humiliated if he blows himself up!

"It's you stinky//son!I want to die, my lord will fulfill you!" As he spoke, the bald head slapped at Yun Meng lightly!

A majesty that belonged exclusively to the powerhouses of the Demon Venerable rank pressed towards Yun Meng.

"Burst!"

Yun Mengjiao snorted, "Grandma let you taste the taste of life is worse than death!"

The smoke was billowing and darkening everywhere, and a seven-killing array was also arranged by her in an instant, and bursts of palpitating power radiated out of that formation, wrapping the bald head in it.

Yun Meng even bit the tip of her tongue, and with a "poof" sound, she spurted out a mouthful of natal essence blood, and the big array was immediately shrouded in a red blood mist, as if she was in the Shura field.

"Okay!" the disciples of the Holy Sect shouted one after another.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects!" The bald head reached out and took out a formation plate from the storage bag, plus eight array flags, "Learn from your grandfather, what is formation cultivation!" He didn't forget to look up at Yun Meng and said jokingly.

"Break it for me!"

Eight array flags flew up suddenly, the array rotated, the array of flags criss-crossed, quickly arranged and combined, before Yun Meng could change the formation to attack, the array of flags actually formed a channel, and the bald head swaggered out of the channel.

"Phew!"

The disciples of the three sects who were watching all gasped, although the disciples of the Emperor Sect and the Qiankun Sect did not know Yun Meng's formation cultivation, but after several exchanges, they all knew that there was a disciple with a very high formation cultivation in the Holy Sect, how could Cheng want to be so vulnerable!

The degree of shock of the Holy Sect disciples was even more incomparable, "Is this still the high-ranking Senior Sister Yun? How awesome she is in the Holy Sect, but how can she be like paper paste here?!"

Yun Meng stood in place even more stupidly, "Even that Terran kid is not as powerful as this person in front of him, is this person really against the sky?!"

"It's time for the master!"

The bald palm shadow kept coming, as if it had never stopped, and it was imprinted at Yun Meng.

"Break it for me!"

Yun Meng adjusted her defense to the maximum, but the bald palm penetrated the defense and imprinted it fiercely on her body.

Bloodsplatter!