The sun is high and the flowers are blooming.

The air is filled with a sweet smell that is like substance, burrowing into the body and ironing every pore of the person.

Ever since cracks appeared in the sky, the demonic qi in the air of the entire Xuan Demon Continent had become much richer than before, and some Cave Heaven Blessed Land had formed.

The Phoenix Ridge where the Terran Huamen is located is undoubtedly one of the many blessed places in the caves, even the magic trees all over the mountain are as if they have been washed by the rain, the leaves are black and green, very thick, and the height of the magic tree has also risen from hundreds of zhang to about one hundred and fifty zhang, covering the sky and the sun, so not spectacular.

Mu Zifeng folded his hands behind his back, hid his figure, and leisurely walked through the bluestone-paved, dust-free stone pavement.

As I walked forward, a huge rift appeared in front of me, which was hundreds of zhang wide, and the waves below were turbulent, the mist was steaming, and the sound of rushing water could be heard from afar.

Across the rift lies a huge chain the thickness of a bowl, made of fine iron, that floats over the rift.

What a dangerous place!

Mu Zifeng could see at a glance that there was a formation arranged on the iron chain, even if the ninth-order Great Demon King came, there was nothing to be done.

But this little trick couldn't stop a strong man like Mu Zifeng at all, he suddenly flew up, like a big bird, and successfully passed through the rift.

The ten disciples who guarded the chains felt a whirlwind blowing in front of them, and Mu Zifeng had already come to the outside of the mountain gate of Huamen.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a fight coming from inside the mountain gate, the sound was very sharp and piercing, not at all like the sound of the disciple's training, as if it had been invaded by a strong enemy.

His spiritual power suddenly radiated out, and he found that two teams of centaurs were facing each other, and in the middle of the two teams of centaurs, there were two ninth-order great demon kings fighting.

On the opposing side, there are all a group of young people, there can be more than 300, and the oldest is in his forties, and Yin Xiaochun is among them.

In addition to Yin Xiaochun, the peak powerhouse of the first-order Demon Venerable, there are also two Demon Venerables, both of which are the cultivation of the early stage of the first-order Demon Venerable, but the cultivation is not stable, as if they have just been brought up with medicine.

On the other side of the confrontation is a group of old men, the oldest of whom are in their eighties. The youngest is also in his fifties, looking at the cultivation, he is also three Demon Venerables, one is the peak of the first-order Demon Venerable, and the other two are also the cultivation of the early stage of the first-order Demon Venerable, and the number of people in this team is relatively small, more than one hundred and eighty people.

"Could it be that this is all the essence of Huamen?"

Mu Zifeng also shook his head slightly, this is a little too shabby, there are less than five hundred people in total, but they are divided into two factions, all of them are added together, which is not enough for him to slap in the face.

"Yin Xiaochun, we respect you as the son of the previous sect master, it can be said that we watched you grow up, and we respect you very much, but why do you want to take our Huamen on a road of no return?"

The eighty-year-old man's beard was unkempt, and a cold light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"Uncle Fang, Young Master Ben sees that you are a lot older, and he respectfully calls you an elder, so don't you don't know what to do, rely on the old and sell the old. Yin Xiaochun chuckled.

"What era is it now, the darkness has come, what's the use of you still holding those old calendars?"

"What is the old Huang Li? What are we old bones afraid of? Aren't we afraid that you will cut off the blood of our human race, or are we afraid that you will go down the wrong path?"

"Embark on the crooked path? Can you tell me, old thing, what is the crooked path? What is the right path? Like you stubborn old fellows, who stick to the rules and do not want to make progress, and see that there are fewer and fewer people in my Huamen, can you be worthy of my dead father in this way?"

"Phew, don't mention the old sect master, you don't deserve it!" Uncle Fang was so angry that his beard turned up, and he trembled.

"Look at Mu Zifeng, who is also a human race, how can people be like you, thinking about being a lackey of the main organization all day long, stammering with others all day long, and in the end, isn't it making us fewer and fewer high-level leaders in Huamen?!"

"Don't mention that kid Mu Zifeng to Young Master Ben, sooner or later, one day, I will slaughter him with my own hands!"

"Toad yawns—you're so angry! Someone alone has slaughtered the sect masters of the four major sects of the Lord Organization, what are you going to do to fight with others? The people of the Huamen follow you as the lackeys of the Lord Organization, and sooner or later the clan will be wiped out!"

"This is the reason why you and Yin Xiaotao, the dead girl, are against Ben Shao? This is the excuse why you want to defect to the Mu Zi faction? Wait to see that snack that you have already died, you are doing this to exterminate the dead race!"

"It's useless to talk more, let me, an old bone, clean up the portal for the sect master today!" As he spoke, Uncle Fang stepped forward and slapped Yin Xiaochun with a palm.

"You are an old immortal, you have always been against Young Master Ben, let Young Master Ben send you to the West Heaven today to meet my stubborn father!" As he spoke, Yin Xiaochun took a step forward, his right palm was full of magic power, and he was facing Uncle Fang is palm.

The two of you come and go, fighting together.

"Haha! Mu Zifeng sneered, "It seems that I am really wrong to blame Yin Xiaotao's girl, what she said to herself is really true, she said that Huamen is divided into two factions, the conservatives led by the older generation do not want to be the lackeys of the main organization, and the young Zhuang faction led by Yin Xiaochun is not satisfied with the status quo and has to surrender to the main organization." But why did she throw herself into the prison of the Mangchuan Continent again?"

What a mystery this girl is!

Mu Zifeng shook his head and abandoned his unrealistic ideas.

At this moment, the battle between the two sides has reached a white-hot state, and both sides have been injured, probably because of the deep brotherhood, but no one died.

At this time, "Whoosh!" The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and four black-clothed and masked powerhouses suddenly appeared on the field, looking at the cultivation, these four people were all at the peak of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable.

As soon as these people appeared, a powerful coercion pressed towards Fang Bo and the others, their highest cultivation was the peak of the first-order Demon Venerable, how could they withstand such a powerful coercion, they immediately fell to the ground, the corners of their mouths were bleeding, and some of them had low cultivation, their eyes were closed, and they fainted.

"Jie Ji, you old things who don't know whether to live or die have repeatedly opposed us, let us send you to the West Heaven today!" said one of them, raising his palm in the air.

There was a special aura faintly emanating from these four people, which was the aura of the Mu Zi Sect's Nangong Peerless Tracking Technique.

"These boys are all murderers who attacked the Fengqi Mountain assignment of the Muzi faction?!"

Mu Zifeng's eyes immediately stood up, "It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

He is also a master of the arts, and he flew out with a whoosh, and at the same time lifted the stealth state.

"Uncle Fang, don't be afraid, Mu Zifeng is here!" As he spoke, he protected Uncle Fang and the others behind him.

"Sect Master Mu Zifeng, is it really you?" Fang Bo pursed his lips, looking very surprised.

"Of course it's me, don't worry, with me, it's all over!" Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and patted Uncle Fang's shoulder, a high-grade healing elixir was also stuffed into his mouth.

Mu Zifeng turned around and faced the four eighth-order Great Demon Venerables.

Suddenly, there was a "poof" sound, and he was slapped hard in the back.

"Haha, Mu Zifeng, let you be like a ghost, didn't you drink the old man's footwashing water?! You were fooled!" Uncle Fang's old face bloomed into a chrysanthemum, his shriveled lips raised a cruel smile, his body was straight, how could he be a little injured, and his cultivation also soared to the height of the peak of the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable.

And some of the old men in the back also got up from the ground, full of energy, how could they still look a little injured?

"You...... You ......"

"Yes, we're in this group. Fang Bo's toothless shriveled bed bed was exposed, and his smile was very weird.

"Mu Zifeng, I usually feel that you are a very smart person, how can you suffer such a loss?" Yin Xiaochun said with a smile.

Mu Zifeng felt that his back was hot, as if he had been drenched with some kind of liquid, and he hurried to do his luck.

"Don't, don't use your luck, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, if you are hit by the old man's Nine Palace Blood Condensation Palm, if you forcibly use the exercises, your blood will flow backwards, and the meridians of your whole body will burst and die. ”

Fang Bo spoke gloomily.

"Mu Zifeng, I didn't expect it, you will also have today!" Yin Xiaochun sneered, "Tsk, forget how majestic you were at the beginning, how enjoyable it was to slap other people's mouths, but now, aren't you a prisoner?!"

"It's up to you?"

"You're right, we really can't. Yin Xiaochun smiled weirdly.

"Burst! Crush!"

Around Mu Zifeng's feet, iron pillars with the thickness of bowls rose up, encircling him entirely, and a huge iron cage fell from the sky, just buckle on the periphery of those pillars, wrapping Mu Zifeng in the middle like an iron bucket, leaving only a small gap, and you can see the faint world outside.

"Don't try to escape, Ben Shao might as well tell you, this cage is specially built for you, even if you are the Demon Emperor, don't try to break free!" Yin Xiaochun said proudly.

The four eighth-order Great Demon Venerable peak powerhouses stared at the demon pupils of different colors, looked at Mu Zifeng playfully, and stretched out their big fingers at Yin Xiaochun.

"Sect Master Yin, you are really good! Get rid of Mu Zifeng, you have done a great job!"

"You still have spies in my Muzi faction?"

"None of this is important, the important thing is that you are about to die, if we can kill you, we will make great contributions to the main organization, and we will soar and step on your Mu Zifeng's corpse to ascend to the throne, what a wonderful thing it is!"

Yin Xiaochun whistled excitedly, looking like a child.

"I don't know, my dear sister, how sad it will be to see you like this? It's just a pity, he has been captured by the demon, and if you release it again, I'm afraid your bones are rotten, and the grass on the grave is more than two meters high, right?!"

"Yin Xiaotao is not in the same group as you?"

"Of course not! That stinky girl, who has been against Ben Shao since she was a child, always wants to be a savior, let her suffer a little, and see if he can learn well?!"

"You are despicable, you are shameless, even your own sister is harmful, you are really a pig and a dog!"

"You scold, you scold hard, the dying person will let you have a mouthful!" Yin Xiaochun smiled gloomily.

"Do it!" he shouted, barrels of liquid fell from the sky, and the iron pillar of the demon spirit at the mouth of the thick bowl made a sizzling sound, and bursts of white smoke suddenly rose, and a corrosive smell similar to sulfuric acid in the world rushed straight to the nose bones.