The ghost elder of the early stage of the ninth-order Great Demon King, Fall!

The disciples of the Shadow Demon Sect were silent, looking confused.

Those high-level officials were even more frosty, like mourning.

In the blink of an eye, the strongest in the team and the master of the Fengqi Sect fell one after another, what kind of monster sect did this Shadow Demon Sect offend.

If that person started to kill, I am afraid that everyone present will not escape death, and the black-green sword shadow is like a reaper of death, making them breathless.

Suppression, yes, it is incomparably depressed! At this moment, Mu Zifeng gave them this feeling.

The middle-aged man looked at Mu Zifeng stupidly, and secretly complained in his heart, he originally thought that a big hunt would be extremely smooth, but in turn he became the prey of others.

The change of roles is really a bit fast, and it's unacceptable.

But the facts are right in front of you, and you can't accept it.

Nangong Jue and Li Shichun were also surprised, this Mu Zifeng's progress is too fast, I'm afraid that in a few years, even they may not even be able to see his back.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

Xiaohong grinned, ran over, grabbed the storage bags of Elder Ghost and Na Fengqi in her hands, held them with both hands like offering treasures, and presented them to Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng grabbed it casually and put it in his arms.

Xiaohong didn't give up, she kept staring at Mu Zifeng's chest, and the red hair on the back of her head was blowing in the wind, making her look very cheap.

"Okay, you're indispensable!" Mu Zifeng smiled embarrassedly, he was also shocked by the little Porco's brother-like expression.

People are here to ask for looted items, I didn't plan to admit it, you still took other people's storage bags in front of others, as if you were afraid that others would not know that he took the things from Fengqimen.

"Coax-"

Everyone in the Mu Zi faction was amused by Xiao Hong, even Xiao Qiang was blushing with shame, but Xiao Hong was like no one.

Hearing what Mu Zifeng said, he ran to the side and glared angrily at the people of the Shadow Demon Sect.

The people of the Shadow Demon Sect didn't feel funny at all, and they didn't have time to laugh, because at this moment, Mu Zifeng had already spoken.

"Descend, or die!"

Mu Zifeng stood in mid-air with his little hands behind his back, staring at the people of the Shadow Demon Sect with a trace of contempt and disdain on his little face, as if he was looking at a flock of lambs.

"This, Sect Master Mou, it was all a misunderstanding before, but it was our Shadow Demon Sect who listened to the slander of the Fengqi Sect, so we ......" The middle-aged Demon King monk spoke cautiously, with a smile on his face.

"Misunderstanding?" Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows.

When you win, you are confident, and if you can't win, oh, it's a misunderstanding, what are these people doing as a Muzi faction?

This wind can't last, if you let them go today, then in the future, all cats, dogs, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods will have to ride on the neck of the Mu Zi faction and!

"It's a misunderstanding. Your Excellency has a large number, spare our Shadow Demon Sect this time, I dare to guarantee that in the future, our Shadow Demon Sect and the Mu Zi Sect will definitely not interfere with the river water. The middle-aged demon king clenched his fists with both hands and bowed to the ground.

"What's your name, can you be the master of the Shadow Demon Sect?" Mu Zifeng is also interested in this middle-aged demon king, this ability to make decisions on the spot is really not to be underestimated, and it is likely that it harbors evil intentions.

"The villain's name is Jing Xing, he is the elder of the Shadow Demon Sect, and he still has a little status when he speaks. Jing Xing looks very respectful, but there is no respect in his bones.

"Do you want this sect master to spare you?"

"yes, yes!"

"Give this sect master a reason. ”

"This ...... Isn't it okay for our Shadow Demon Sect to compensate for the losses of the Mu Zi Sect?"

"Compensate for the damages?"

"Our Shadow Demon Sect can send 100 million, no, 200 million magic crystals to you. Jing Xing stretched out two fingers.

"Hahaha, this is what you call sincerity?" Mu Zifeng also sneered, "Do you think that if you make such a big thing, 200 million magic crystals can solve the problem?"

"What else do you want? Don't go too far, but don't forget, you can kill our Shadow Demon Sect's Great Elder Ghost Lei, put it in the past, our Shadow Demon Sect will definitely not die, today I sincerely reconcile with you, don't be embarrassed!" Jing Xing revealed his true face.

"Presumptuous!" Li Shichun stretched out his hand and wanted to use force, but was stopped by Mu Zifeng.

He couldn't be more familiar with Jing Xing's strategy of delaying the army, "Does he still have anything to rely on?"

"It's okay if you really want to reconcile, but ...... You have to explain the real purpose of your coming and this!"

As he spoke, he made a move with his hand, and the magic spear flew out of Nasan's chest, and was copied by him in his hand, and the small word "Lord" was facing Jing Xing.

"You are the Lord's people, right?" Mu Zifeng said playfully.

Jing Xing's face immediately turned pale, and even his hands trembled a little.

"You...... You know the Lord?" his six-colored eyes were filled with fear.

"These people are the same as the previous Demon Temple and the Yin Corpse Sect, and they are indeed the remnants and accomplices of the Lord!"

Mu Zifeng had seen a main word engraved on the magic spear of Fengqimen before, and analyzed that the Shadow Demon Sect and Fengqimen were both remnants of the lord's development in the demon world, and through Jing Xing's expression, his thoughts were further confirmed.

"Lord, since the first battle is dumb, then the second battle will start with the Shadow Demon Sect. ”

With a wave of his hand, he flew out like a chain of real immortal power, Rao is Jingxing and those demon kings and powerhouses tried their best to prevent it, but the difference in strength was too great, and between two breaths, he was sealed by Mu Zifeng and became a prisoner of his subordinates.

With another wave of his hand, Nangong Jue, Li Shichun, Huang Li Mengku, Cen Long, Cen Qin, Rui Sisi, who had already been unable to hold back, rushed into the disciples of the Shadow Demon Sect like tigers, and the disciples of the Iron Blood Hall did not slack off, and a battle broke out in an instant.

The sound of "snorting and clicking" was endless, and with the kung fu of the two pillars of incense, the three thousand disciples of the Shadow Demon Sect were all killed.

It's not that Mu Zifeng is cold-blooded, he doesn't know how the lord controls them for the remnants of the lord, and he doesn't want to cause the sect to suffer even a little loss because of his temporary woman's kindness.

"Sect Master, my Mu Zi Sect has completely annihilated 2,973 disciples of the Shadow Demon Sect, and our disciples have lost sixty-seven. Huang Li was smiling, it had been a long time since he had been so happy, so not only him, but even all the disciples of the Iron Blood Hall had a victor's smile.

The loot in his hand is even more heaped.

"It's still the sect master's wisdom, that inferior magic treasure is really easy to use!" Huang Li fiercely shook a magic knife in his hand, and did not hide his reverence for Mu Zifeng.

"Are there any other anomalies?"

"Hmm...... It seems that every time they kill a disciple of the Shadow Demon Sect, a black qi rises from their bodies, and that black qi is very strange. He thought for a moment and replied.

"Black gas?"

"It's black gas. ”

Mu Zifeng nodded, it seems that those black qi are the means by which the lord controls his subordinates.

The Muzi faction is divided into the main hall. Mu Zifeng took Jing Xing and the twenty or so demon kings out of the spirit beast bag, although those people couldn't move, they couldn't even speak, but Jing Xing's six-colored demon pupils stared at Mu Zifeng hatefully, he knew that he would definitely not be able to die well, but he didn't know what method Mu Zifeng used to torture him, but he had already made up his mind to die.

"I want to get the news of the Lord out of my mouth, huh!

Mu Zifeng noticed Jing Xing's abnormality, he smiled slightly, gently put his hand on Jing Xing's head, and his spiritual power was activated, using his unique secret - memory copying technique.

Jing Xing's memories kept coming into his mind.

From childhood to adulthood, even when he was a child, he remembered the bedwetting clearly, and after the tea, Mu Zifeng smiled slightly.

And so it was. He let out a sigh of relief.

Without stopping, he then performed a memory copying technique on those remaining demon king powerhouses, but this time, he didn't get any valuable information.

"Ordered Xinyi and the chief to guard the headquarters, and the rest of the disciples above the ninth order great mage of the peaks will come to Fengqi to divide the sect. Mu Zifeng took out a piece of jade slip and gave an order to Nuoshui.

"Yes, Sect Master. After getting a clear answer from Nuo Shui, Mu Zifeng ended the transmission.

After thinking about it, he took out another piece of sound transmission jade slip, "Elder Li Jianyi, I order you to strictly guard the Yinshan Division, without my order, no one is allowed to step out of the Division, and at the same time, open the protection array." Mu Zifeng gave an order to Li Jian.

"Obey the will of the suzerain. Li Jianyi hurriedly replied.

After arranging all this, Mu Zifeng called up the map in his mind again, and with the help of Qilin, he began to mark the location of the Shadow Demon Sect against that map.

In the evening, the fluorescence of the teleportation array kept coming on.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand powerhouses above the rank of ninth-order great magician, under the leadership of Nuo Shui, strode out of the teleportation array and came to the square in front of the main hall to receive a lecture.

Mu Zifeng glanced at everyone.

couldn't help nodding secretly, in half a year, the Mu Zi faction's heritage had developed to such a point, which made him feel a little caught off guard.

There are nearly five thousand great magicians above the ninth order, which is a terrifying force in any sect.

"Someone wants to beat me up for the idea of the Mu Zi faction, what do you say I should do?"

Mu Zifeng stood on a temporary high platform, majestic, like a general who was about to go on an expedition. He speaks straight to the point, without any dragging his feet.

"Fight, fight, fight!" These three thousand people, plus the original two thousand people of the Iron Blood Hall, condensed together, and a monstrous sound shook people's ears and hurt!

"Good. Mu Zifeng stretched out his hands and calmed the passion of everyone in the audience.

"What if you die in battle?"

"Life is a member of the sect, death is the soul of the sect!"

A wave of sound that overshadowed one could not help but ignite the pride in everyone's hearts!

Life is a member of the sect, death is the soul of the sect! There are no more bold words, and at this moment, this spirit inspires everyone.

"Count your gear and leave tomorrow morning!"