"Shaft, you dare!"

The sudden situation made Elder Cui, who was trapped in the dragon trapping and killing array, also feel a chill.

Although he couldn't see the situation clearly, he could feel that eighty percent of his two companions had fallen, and at the same time, a bloody aura far better than the usual demon king rose to the sky, very rich.

That was the bloody qi of the Demon Venerable rank powerhouse, due to their perennial cultivation, their blood and bones were stronger than the Demon King rank cultivators, so the bloody qi caused, although there was a formation barrier, could not escape the perception of the Demon Venerable rank powerhouse.

"Dare to kill the elite elders of my Demon Palace, okay, your kid is definitely not far from death! The anger of our Demon Hall is not at all what your little eighth-order great demon master can bear, now you kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, and self-cultivation, maybe the deity can leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, you, including your family and friends, just wait to bear the wrath of the Demon Palace, so that you can't survive, you can't die!

"You demon halls are so small that you can really afford to look down on yourself!"

Mu Zifeng smiled contemptuously, "Whether your old boy can survive or not, think about yourself first!"

"It's just a small means, you can still trap the deity, let's dream!" That Elder Cui took out eight array flags and a formation plate from his storage bag, and threw them at the sky, and the eight palm-sized array flags rose against the storm, and in a blink of an eye, they rose to the size of a millstone, and began to permutate and combine against the trapping dragon trapping and killing array.

"This hand again?" Mu Zifeng's smile condensed on his face, "When did the Demon Hall produce so many formation masters?!"

But immediately, a touch of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and he waved his hand to take over the array plate from Yun Meng's hand, and regained control of the dragon trapping and killing array.

"Die!"

As the array turned, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the lightning with a diameter of ten meters exuded a palpitating aura.

"Boom!"

Suddenly dark clouds rolled in the big array, lightning flashed and thundered, and Dao Dao lightning rushed towards that Elder Cui indiscriminately.

"Ahh

Elder Cui let out a miserable scream, and there was no more movement.

"Dead so soon?" Mu Zifeng also felt something strange, and blasted more than thirty times with lightning before withdrawing the formation.

"Stand-in puppets?"

I saw a three-inch-tall stone man split apart by the lightning, and although it did not disintegrate, it could no longer be used.

A look of surprise flashed on Mu Zifeng's face, it was really a legendary thing that had come to a living reality, and it was also something he had never expected.

There are also a lot of spells in the demon world, like this stand-in puppet is one of them, this spell is very ancient, and the stand-in puppet can indeed die instead of the master, and the master can take the opportunity to escape, but this kind of spell is very labor-intensive, and it can only be used once in a short period of time, so, no one will choose to use this spell unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Boy, you've me off!"

Suddenly, a joking voice was heard in mid-air.

"Burst!"

Mu Zifeng did not slack off, waved his hand and arranged a large defensive array, wrapping the remaining three sect disciples in it, "Senior Sister Yun, you can control it!" He also taught Yun Meng the control method of the defensive array.

"No, husband, I want to fight side by side with you!" Yun Meng did not take over the control of the big array, but spoke stubbornly.

"Be obedient, don't mess up with your husband. At this time, Mu Zifeng can only persuade him with good words, and stabilize Yun Meng first.

Yun Meng really showed a well-behaved appearance, "Okay husband, I will listen to you, but don't forget, if you die, Yun Meng will never steal her life!"

"What a pair of affectionate and righteous wild mandarin ducks, rest assured, under the hands of the deity, both of you will die!"

That Elder Cui suspended his body in mid-air and said playfully, he didn't dare to fall to the ground again.

"Old horseman, if you don't go to heaven, you dare to come back and die!"

Mu Zifeng also had to admire the courage of this Elder Cui, at this time he dared to come back, could it be that there were any hole cards and dependents?

However, the remaining disciples of the three sects have been protected with the formation, and Mu Zifeng has no worries, he just wants to try what level of his new strength has reached, and he can just let it go.

The wind was blowing, and the bloody atmosphere of the whole space was even stronger, and the disciples of the Demon Temple were all on the ground, and the corpses of the two elders were placed there, separated from the two halves of the corpses, each half had an eye staring, and they looked like they were not blinding, rendering this space even more eerie and terrifying, as if they had been cursed.

At this moment, two figures were facing each other in mid-air.

A young man with a height of 1.84 meters, a thin body, a straight back, and dark eyes as deep as the sea.

The other is slightly chubby, about 1.85 meters tall, with an old face, a straight chest and a folded belly, and a pair of six-colored magic pupils that seem to be able to breathe fire.

"Give me death!"

The fat man moved, and his pitch-black palm turned into a palm shadow with a diameter of forty zhang, and slapped it at Mu Zifeng's head and head.

"Whew-"

The shadow of the palm fell from the sky with the sound of the wind, and a phantus figure formed behind the man, which was the shadow of a poisonous snake, although it was not very solid, but the general outline could be seen.

"Dark attribute exercises?"

A mocking smile flashed on Mu Zifeng's face, how can bad people be virtuous and willing to practice the Dark Attribute Technique?" "Break it for me!" he roared.

A sword shadow of hundreds of zhang in size flashed with dazzling brilliance and slashed towards the palm shadow. Now, his combat power is close to that of the second-order Demon Venerable, and the light slash is displayed, not to mention swallowing mountains and rivers, but also has a unique temperament.

Mu Zifeng estimated that this light slash could not say that it could cut the planet, but it would not be a problem at all to cut through an ordinary hill.

"Boom!"

The palm shadow and the sword shadow collided, making a deafening sound, and they held on in the air for a full ten breaths before they dissipated.

It turned out to be half a catty and eight taels, evenly matched.

"Boy, there are two hits! But that's not enough!"

That Elder Cui was in his heart, although he didn't use ten percent of his magic power, but ninety percent still had it, and the usual first-order Demon Venerable level cultivator encountered it, not to mention that he was dead, and he was also seriously injured. But the kid in front of him is not only next, but also unscathed, how can he not feel incredible?!

You must know that the cultivation that Mu Zifeng showed on his face was only in the middle stage of the eighth-order Great Magician, how could he be so powerful?

In that Elder Cui's mind, Mu Zifeng was just a little stronger in the formation, and killing those two Demon Venerables was purely relying on the formation, how could he think that this kid's combat power was also so rebellious!

After using that stand-in puppet to escape, he also hesitated whether to go back, but in the end he was unwilling to replace reason, and he also had a more important mission, if he returned like this, not to mention anything else, the level of the demon hall master was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Come again!"

He took out a magic knife from his storage bag, and the ninefold prohibition was completely lit, a proper high-grade magic treasure.

The two of you went back and forth, jingling and fighting in mid-air, and with a stick of incense, they made thousands of moves, and they didn't even know whether they won or lost.

Yun Meng presided over the defensive formation while watching the battle in the sky, and her face couldn't help but show a moving expression, "Is this still that harmless boy like a human and animal? Why is he so strong? At the same time, she is also secretly glad in her heart, glad to be able to form a Taoist relationship with this powerful person!"

But the destructive power formed by the battle of the Demon Venerable rank is really not to be underestimated, although Yun Meng has gone all out, but the defensive formation is still like a willow in the wind, from time to time it is affected by the wind emitted by the two, and it is in turmoil.

For the safety of the disciples of the three sects in the formation, she had to use twelve points of strength and add twelve points of caution, but just after a stick of incense, she felt that her eyes were black, and she had a feeling that she was about to lose her strength.

But she bit her lower lip and insisted.

That Elder Cui was frightened while fighting, and it was really the combat power of the Terran kid in front of him who was constantly improving.

"Have you become the stone of his tempering?"

This thought came out of his life, and he himself felt incredible, "How many secrets does this kid have?

In fact, it is true, at this moment, Mu Zifeng is enjoying the process of this killing battle.

In the first half of the night, he absorbed tens of thousands of high-grade magic crystals, no matter how wide his meridians were, they were also supported by that demonic energy, although about one-third of those magic crystals were transformed into immortal yuan and became his own combat power, but two-thirds still remained in his meridians.

After this battle, the immortal yuan in the magic crystal is gradually transforming into immortal power, and it is a steady stream of immortal power, which makes him feel that the immortal power in his body is incomparably full, and as for the loss, it is completely negligible.

"Boy, you've me off!"

That Elder Cui couldn't fight for a long time, and he was also extremely anxious, he suddenly took out a palm-sized box from the storage bag, "Being able to die in my Eight Treasure Box is also your creation!"

As he spoke, he threw the box into the air with a swish, and the box rose to the size of three hundred meters in a blink of an eye, and there were bursts of smoke emitting from it.

"Give it to me!"

He roared, and the box actually formed a suction force, sucking at Mu Zifeng.

"High-grade magic treasure, it's kind of interesting!" Mu Zifeng smiled slightly.

"That's it!"

He also roared, and a huge fist with a diameter of three hundred meters fell from the sky and smashed at that Elder Cui.