Sorry, it was more wrong yesterday, it should be chapter 475, and I made up for it today, and I apologize for the dyslexia caused to all of you!

"It's just an eighth-order Great Demon Emperor, and you dare to be so arrogant to Ben Shao, who gave you the confidence!"

As he spoke, Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand to the old man covered in mist.

In the face of so many strong enemies in front of him, Mu Zifeng was calm and light on the surface, but there was really a string tight in his heart, he was nothing, but Xiao Xuan and Mu Haotian were not necessarily, the combat effectiveness of the two barely reached the sixth-order Great Demon Queen stage and the fifth-order Great Demon Emperor peak, if these people besieged the two of them, it was really difficult to say whether they would win or lose.

Therefore, the top priority is to consume the enemy's living force, as much as it can consume, is it still terrible for a tiger with broken teeth?

When it was too late, a white light emitted from Mu Zifeng's right index finger, and with a "poof" sound, it pierced through the mist defense of the eighth-order Great Demon Emperor, and the white light did not stop and continued to move forward.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, the white light composed of the cold flame of the cloud demon suddenly penetrated the old man's seal hall, leaving a round black hole.

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

The old man said two words in a row, and he fell down on his back with a "plop".

He didn't believe his eyes until he died, a fog clan monk who had cultivated for two thousand years, and a strong man from a higher plane, actually capsized in the gutter?

At the moment when his consciousness faded, his eyes widened sharply, he was unwilling, there was still a lot of time that had not been spent, there was still a lot of good life that he had not had time to enjoy, and there were a lot of girls waiting for him in bed.

He just died?

And one move was seconds, and he died silently, which is simply a great shame!

Could it be that when did the Eighth Order Great Demon Emperor become so unresistant?

The Great Elder also looked confused.

"What the hell is going on?"

But before he could react, Mu Zifeng's hand was shaken, and the corpse of the eighth-order Great Demon Emperor turned into a milky white pill with the mist all over his body, dripping and turning, and if you look closely, there are still bloodshots on the pill.

Once you start, there is no reason to stop.

Mu Zifeng concocted it in the same way, and when the ninth-order Great Demon Empress stage powerhouse had not yet reacted, the seventh-order Great Demon Emperor peak powerhouse also turned into an elixir.

"You...... Who the hell are you, how can you refine the Human Pill of the Third Plane?"

The Great Elder of the Fog Clan's wandering mind finally returned to normal, but the price to pay was the loss of the two Great Demon Emperors in an instant.

"It doesn't matter who Ben Shao is, the important thing is that you will all die today!

Mu Zifeng's eyes flashed with a faint green light, that light was like a little ghost in hell, as long as the monk took a look, it was guaranteed to be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Dad, this big one will be handed over to your old man, and the rest will be handed over to my son and Brother Xiaoxuan!"

Seeing that Mu Zifeng was so violent, he killed the high-level Great Demon Emperor as soon as he came up, and Mu Haotian was also eager to try, he made a grimace at Xiao Xuan, and rushed towards the remaining three fifth-order Great Demon Emperors.

"This stinky boy, is Dad that old?

Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while.

"Is this your son? How old are you?"

The Great Elder of the Mist Clan blurted out.

Come on, this is the battlefield of the battle of life and death, how can he be so gossipy?!

"Do you want to know all this?

Mu Zifeng banned his nose in a stinky way.

At this time, Mu Haotian and Xiao Xuan had already connected with the three fifth-order Great Demon Emperors, and the five of them were divided into two battle groups, Xiao Xuan's stomach dealt with the two fifth-order Great Demon Emperors, and Mu Haotian dealt with one.

Several people fought in ping-pong.

For a time, the magic weapons were flying, the air was rolling, and there was smoke and gravel everywhere.

The battle of the Demon Emperor rank should definitely not be underestimated, and the six women such as Rui Sisi, who were hiding outside the formation and watching the formation, as well as Li Shi, Shark and Ping, all watched in horror.

They secretly thought to themselves, saying that the battle was over, and if they entered the formation, just the aftermath of the battle would make them die.

"Bold maniac! Dare to kill my high-ranking Fog Clan! You caused trouble, do you know? You got into trouble!"

The Great Elder of the Mist Clan stared at a pair of gray eyes, and the dark blue hair on the top of his head suddenly stood on end, like the crown of a cockscomb snake.

The mist on his body condensed to the extreme, and the whole person looked like an ice sculpture.

"Death to the old man!"

He shouted, stretched out his hands, and a fog gun made of fog condensation appeared in his hand, he held the gun in both hands and pierced it at Mu Zifeng's chest.

With the fog gun in hand, the momentum of the Great Elder continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the Ninth Order Great Demon Queen Stage and reached the peak level.

It is said that Mu Zifeng can fight beyond the level, but looking at the posture of this great elder, he is also a strong person who can fight beyond the level.

A person who has wrapped his whole body in mist, and his defense is also extremely strong and heavy, thinking with his heels, how terrifying the power of a monk who does not care about his exposed body and only attacks with all his strength must be.

It's like a soldier in the world who is wrapped in body armor and can ignore any attack from the enemy, at least psychologically, and can anyone stop his courageous charge?

But he obviously underestimated Mu Zifeng's strength and overestimated the defensive power of his mist.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that the mist was constantly expanding in his pupils, Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and slapped his palm.

A flash of fire emanated from his palm, and even the temperature around him rose by more than three degrees.

It was he who used his improved martial art, the Flame Palm.

"Boom!"

The fog gun and the palm shadow met in mid-air, making a deafening sound.

The hundred-zhang-sized fog gun broke inch by inch and finally turned into nothingness, and Mu Zifeng's hundred-zhang-sized fire palm was also shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into nothingness.

Under one move, the two of them turned out to be half a catty and eight taels, and the battle was tied.

In terms of details, Mu Zifeng fell a little behind, because the Great Elder had no defense at all, or in other words, the fog was the best defense, so with all his strength, although his fog gun did not cause any damage to Mu Zifeng, he took more than a dozen steps back, and only then did he stabilize his figure.

And instead of going backwards, the old man took a step forward.

"Cut, the old man still thinks you are strong, but that's it!"

The Great Elder spewed out a puff of white mist from his nostrils and spoke playfully.

"Come again!"

Mu Zifeng was also beaten out of anger. At the same time, he also secretly put his mind at ease.

After all, he didn't have many opportunities to fight with a ninth-order Great Demon Queen stage powerhouse, and there happened to be such a fist fight in front of him, so why did he bother looking for opponents everywhere?

This whetstone is the best time for him to stabilize his cultivation and comprehend the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor Rank. After refining the golden beads, especially in the tomb of the great power of the human race, he was not worried that he would be shackled in the cultivation process, but the perception of the Immortal Emperor was two different things, if he couldn't perceive the heavenly opportunity, how could he be promoted to the Immortal Emperor?

Besides, he has also created so many martial arts by himself, and if he doesn't test them one by one, he won't feel at ease using them.

If the old man in front of him knew that Mu Zifeng was playing cat and mouse, I wonder if he would spurt out a mouthful of old blood?

"Look at the guns!"

"Look at the palm!"

The two of you come and go, jingling and fighting in one place, the tip of the needle to the wheat.

The fog gun is like a silver dragon, flying up and down, sharp and unstoppable;

The Flame Palm is like a fiery dragon, blocking left and right, and it is easy to play.

The gun is a good gun, exuding a chill, which can be long or short, and can be retracted freely, as if it can pierce the sky;

The palm is a good palm, spewing out strips of flames, which can be attacked and defended, and the size is changed, as if it can shake the heavens and the earth.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them performed hundreds of moves, regardless of victory or defeat.

The more he fought, the more frightened the Great Elder became, at first, he could still fly Mu Zifeng out more than a dozen steps with the fog gun, but as time went by, he found that Mu Zifeng's steps backward became less and less, and at the moment, Mu Zifeng could be equal to him with a single move of the Fire Palm.

"Does this kid still have some reservations? No, he's making progress in battle!"

Thinking of this, he also gasped, "This damn kid actually uses the old man as a whetstone, wow, I'm really angry with the old man!"

The more the Great Elder thought about it, the more angry he became, a ninth-order Great Demon Queen stage powerhouse, even in the third plane, was respected by others, how could everything have changed here?

But he also had to admire this kid in front of him, he was so young, and his combat power was so strong! I'm afraid he was the first strong person he had encountered when he came to this Demon Netherworld Continent, right?

As for the legendary Siegru and Glone, he automatically ignored them at all, how much does a legendary figure from 5,000 years ago have to do with the present?

Mu Zifeng was leisurely circling around the Great Elder, through the battle, he was already completely sure that his Fire Palm martial arts could be used as an ordinary kung fu, and perhaps with the improvement of his cultivation, he might be able to exert the power of destroying the Ninth Order Great Demon Emperor.

"Devour!"

The Great Elder finally stopped keeping it and began to play his hole cards.

I saw a monster with a height of hundreds of zhang being transformed by the mist, the monster was very small, but the head was big enough, especially a big mouth, as if it could swallow the sky and the earth.

The Great Elder pinched his hands, and the monster opened its big mouth as high as heaven and earth, and bit it down on Mu Zifeng, and a large black hole with a diameter of hundreds of meters was formed in his mouth, and bursts of strong pulling force also emanated, which was the same as the teleportation leaves made by the old man who organized the Lord in the Void Dragon Clan Base.

Mu Zifeng knew that this must be another thing that condensed the spatial teleportation formation, and once it was devoured, he didn't know where it could be teleported.

"You're deceiving people too much!"

He also came ruthlessly.

Last time, he got a fairy palace because he was devoured into that leaf, but he didn't think that this time he would have such good luck.

In that case, why bother with him?