The distant mountains are silent. Smoke of gunpowder evaporates.

If it weren't for the thick smell of blood in the air, and the devastation that filled the eyes, the ravines crisscrossed the ground, and the ground as if it had been plowed several times, no one would have known that a terrible battle had just taken place here.

"The deputy patriarch is mighty!"

"The Fog Clan will win!"

In stark contrast to Mu Zifeng's side, the monks of the Fog Clan rejoiced, and the shouts of the tide suddenly broke this short period of peace.

"You big-headed ghost!"

Mu Haotian turned his head to the more than three hundred Wu Clan monks who were jumping the most, and with a wave of his little fat hand, a fist shadow the size of thousands of zhang smashed down indiscriminately on the top of those people's heads.

It was the martial art that Mu Zifeng gave him - the Mountain Destroying Hammer.

Those people were immersed in happiness, and with Mu Haotian punching angrily, his power was naturally unstoppable.

The smiles of those people were still hanging on their faces, and the carnival voice had just blurted out, when they suddenly felt a big fist like a meteorite outside the sky smash down, and in a blink of an eye, they were smashed into meat cakes by this punch that fell from the sky, and they didn't even run out. Among these people, there was a first-order demon emperor who was strong in the early stage.

"Little cub, you are looking for death!"

The monster body that the old man had turned into shook suddenly, and he slowly straightened his back, although his three-zhang body was seven zhang smaller than before, and his aura was much weaker, he still retained the combat power of the eighth-order Great Demon Emperor and above.

His left arm was gone, and although the bleeding had stopped, the pitch-black blood shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

As soon as he stood up, a coercion pressed against Mu Haotian, who was a hundred miles away.

"Poof!"

Unguardedly, Mu Haotian opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But he rolled his eyes and glared angrily at the monster, not flinching at all.

"Boy, there's a kind!" the monster said hoarsely, "but you're all going to die today!"

"Really, aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?"

Suddenly, in the deep pit of the monster a thousand feet away, a voice sounded calmly.

"Brother Zifeng? Brother Zifeng is not dead?"

"I'll just say, with an old monster, how can you kill my brother Zifeng!"

Zilan cried with joy, and for a while the pear blossoms brought rain.

Duan Ping and Feng Feifei covered their small mouths with both hands, unable to believe the facts in front of them.

Meng Yifeishuang frowned, but the chill in her eyes did not decrease at all.

"Whew-"

Yin Xiaotao stretched out her hand and patted her towering mountains, and let out a breath of turbidity.

Li Shi, Sha Ping, Jiang Daoyuan, and Xiaolong were also relieved.

Only Xiao Xuan's face turned red and did not retreat for a long time.

"Dad, are you still alive?"

Mu Haotian shouted at the deep pit, and his voice was full of crying, he was really frightened.

"Silly boy, how can something happen to Dad?"

The words fell, and a figure slowly paced up from the deep pit, not Mu Zifeng or which?

I saw that he had also changed into his original appearance, his back was straight, and although the gray cloth robe had turned into silk wisps, it still couldn't hide his well-proportioned figure.

His body was covered with wounds, and the deepest part was also deep to the bone. His right leg was lame, as if it had been broken, but his eyes were bright.

He couldn't see any cultivation in the first place, and he seemed even more unfathomable.

"You're not dead?"

The monster stared at the boy in amazement with eyes as large as brass bells.

"You old puppet is not dead, how can the master die!"

The corners of Mu Zifeng's mouth turned up, and he bent out a good-looking arc.

The monster's sword is really the biggest crisis that Mu Zifeng has encountered since his debut, although he has laid out a triple defensive formation, sacrificed the cloud demon cold flame protection, and also played a sword move that destroys the world and the earth, but he really has no bottom in his heart.

Because that old thing's sword was completely beyond the combat power of the Demon Emperor rank, if it weren't for the fact that he had all kinds of adventures, if it wasn't for his ability to fight beyond the level, I'm afraid that sword would really kill him.

Fortunately, the sword move blocked most of the attack, the triple formation consumed another part of the power, and the cloud demon cold flame evaporated a large part of the mist, and in the end, only a small part of the blow his body was subjected to.

Don't underestimate this small part, if he hadn't trained the Thunder Dragon Battle Body, which was much higher than the Star Body, it would probably still kill him this time, at least this body would not be able to be saved.

Rao is like this, he is also very seriously injured, and he doesn't even know how many pieces of internal organs he vomited, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as having lost his combat effectiveness.

Although he swallowed two more human pills, I don't know why, the effectiveness of this human pill is much weaker than before, and it is likely that he has become resistant to this human pill.

But now he had to stand up, because if he didn't, his sons, his confidantes, and his men would be in danger.

He is such a person, he would rather die in battle than let his relatives suffer.

"Since your kid is not dead, then we will fight three more lilies!"

As he spoke, the monster's body shrank by more than a foot.

Mu Zifeng's estimate was right, after casting this forbidden technique, he wouldn't be able to last long.

What he had to do now was to delay as much time as possible, once the forbidden technique backfired, and that monster cultivation fell below the sixth-order Great Demon Emperor, Xiao Xuan could easily kill him.

Everyone understands people, how can the old man not know Mu Zifeng's tactics? It's just that what Mu Zifeng doesn't know is that once this forbidden technique is cast, it means that the old man is gradually dying.

That's right, it's irreversible death!

Therefore, he wants to end the battle as quickly as possible while the forbidden art is still there.

"Death to the old man!"

The deputy patriarch of the fog clan was shocked, and his cultivation was soaring again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, his short dark blue hair was also drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than two breaths, it turned into a canopy of withered grass. And his cultivation also soared to the height of the ninth-order Great Demon Queen stage.

Although he did not reach his usual peak, there was no opponent in this fog clan's lair.

A heavy sword made of fog condensed reappeared in his hand and slashed at Mu Zifeng with his head in his head.

"If you want to kill the master, let's go in the next life!"

Although Mu Zifeng didn't have one immortal power in his body, he still had spiritual power, so as soon as his spiritual power moved, he immediately arranged a triple formation in front of him, all of which were defensive formations.

It was too late, and the sword shadow of thousands of zhang size carried the sound of the wind, and slashed at the formation with a "whew-" sound, and the formation emitted a burst of fluorescence, shook violently twice, and began to shatter.

The first is the first weight, which lasts less than three breaths, and then it shatters, then the second one, which lasts for ten breaths, also shatters, and the third layer, which lasts for sixty breaths, also begins to shatter.

"Poof!"

Mu Zifeng opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs, and runes flew out of his sea of consciousness, quickly replenishing the formation, making the broken formation gradually become stable.

"The patriarch still doesn't believe it, a small turtle shell can't be broken!"

The old man bit the tip of his tongue, and a large mouthful of essence blood gushed out, and his flesh dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body, which was originally more than a foot tall, also recovered to three meters high.

He slashed out three swords in one go.

"Break it for me!"

"Whoosh!"

Mu Zifeng couldn't care so much, as soon as his spiritual power moved, what beast pills, ink treasures, and demon treasures flew out of his storage bag and flew towards the old man.

"Explode me!"

"Ping-Pong-"

A loud bang sounded in mid-air, and a piece of magic treasure, demon treasure, and beast pill bloomed in mid-air with gorgeous fireworks, instantly enveloping the old man and all his sword moves.

This is completely a scoundrel play, but fortunately, there are many treasures in his storage bag and Radiant ring, and he is not distressed at all when it explodes.

People first have to live, only to live, is the last word, as for the things outside the body, as long as people live, are you afraid that you won't get it?

Mu Zifeng didn't feel anything, but these treasures were very distressed in the eyes of those fog clan monks.

"How can there be such a loser, it's all good things, it's so damaged, it's just a tyrannical thing. ”

Especially those monks of the Void Dragon Clan, who naturally loved to collect treasures, they all sighed, "This patriarch is really, if so many good things were given us a point, how good it would be!

They can't wait to get their wings back and snatch those treasures back.

But they couldn't do anything. Because the power generated by those treasures/explosions/explosions/explosions is not at all what they can pass the test.

They can only watch and do it in a hurry.

"Ahh

The Great Elder who was besieged by the treasure let out a scream.

He never expected that he had already reached the peak level of the Demon Emperor, and the kid in front of him actually showed a rogue style similar to that of a child.

Without noticing it for a while, he immediately landed.

The three swords he cut out were immediately wiped out in the / explosion / explosion / , it was simply useless, and the damage caused to his body by those precious / explosions / explosions / was incomparable.

His already shriveled flesh was so fragile that he couldn't look like it, and in just a moment, his left eye was shattered, half of his face was blurred with blood, and half of his left leg was blown off.

Red blood gushed out of the wound, making him look more like a Shura who had crawled out of the Shura field.

"The old man fought with you!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body fell sharply, and a tall man pounced on Mu Zifeng, whose defensive formation had been shattered......