The sky was grey and the waves were rolling.

The twenty-one monks were like a whirlwind, and judging by their hurried and panicked looks, something must have happened, or that they were being chased by someone. The cultivation of those twenty-one people is not high, and the highest is the early stage of the second-order demon king.

This is already the edge of the Demon Sea, and you can even smell the scent of land in the air.

Mu Zifeng's mental power swept away, and he found an acquaintance among those people. ——It was the young sect master of the Feifeng Sect, Meng Yi Feishuang. And eighty miles behind them, there were three monks chasing after them, all of whom were powerhouses of the early stage of the First Order Demon Venerable.

"Feishuang, what's going on?" he sent a message to Mengyi Feishuang from afar.

Mengyi Feishuang's body shook suddenly, this voice was too familiar, it had appeared in her dreams countless times, so that she was haunted by dreams and couldn't let go for a long time. "Brother Zifeng, is that you?" she paused abruptly.

"Young Sect Master, hurry up! it will be miserable if you are caught up by those people!" an old man in his fifties urged.

"Don't run, I think it's them who are miserable!" Meng Yi Feishuang's face also showed a long-lost smile.

"Come up to the flying boat!" Mu Zifeng waved his hand to withdraw the defensive formation, and the flying boat slowly emerged from the clouds.

"Twenty-one people landed on the deck of the flying boat.

"What the hell is going on?" Mu Zifeng said anxiously, and for some reason, the uneasiness suddenly came up again.

"The Mu Zi faction is dangerous!"

Mengyi Feishuang's face was red because of excitement, but she immediately expressed the meaning she wanted to express.

"Young Sect Master, is this your friend, hurry up and run, it's too late, it's all Demon Venerable!" the old man stomped his feet and spoke anxiously.

At this moment, Mu Zifeng has regained his appearance as an ordinary person, and Bai Yifei's cultivation, the old man can't see through it at all, the two of them look like one is twenty-six or seventeen years old, and the other is probably twenty years old. It's just two kids.

"Ran, where are you going, you little rabbits, you are slipping away very fast! Now that we have caught up, this vast sea is your burial place!"

The three Demon Venerables were in a triangular shape, enclosing the flying boat.

"Pow", before Mu Zifeng could command, Bai Yifei had already flown out, and with a wave of his hand, the oncoming Demon Venerable turned into a rain of blood, and he didn't even have time to escape.

"What's going on?"

The old man was stunned, for them, the Demon Venerable is a powerful existence, it will not perish, which Cheng wants to be reimbursed by that young man as soon as they meet, this is really an unbelievable thing.

"Keep alive!" Mu Zifeng shouted at Bai Yifei, reached out and grabbed Mengyi Feishuang's small hand, "Feishuang, what happened?

Mengyi Feishuang's little face was instantly covered with a layer of red cloth, it had been twenty years, and it was the first time that she had been caught by a man's little hand, and she was still a man who had been thinking about her for a long time!

"The Yin Corpse Sect and the Huamen are besieging your Mu Zi Sect, and now the Mu Zi Sect is very dangerous! I heard that you are in the outer gate of the Holy Sect, and you are here to report to you!" Meng Yi Feishuang said concisely, straight to the point.

Mu Zifeng's head buzzed, "Has his sixth sense finally worked?"

"Thank you!" his hands unconsciously used their strength.

"Sizzle!" Meng Yifeishuang gasped, feeling that her hands hurt in her heart, and Mu Zifeng also felt her gaffe, and the fairy power fell steeply into her hands.

Meng Yifeishuang felt that his hands suddenly had a very comfortable feeling, and his face became even more ruddy.

"Is the Yin Corpse Sect and Huamen?

"Plop, plop!" two sounds, and at this time, the two Demon Venerable rank monks were thrown on the deck of the flying boat by Bai Yifei's uniform in a snap of their fingers.

Mu Zifeng blushed his face, walked up to the two of them, stretched out his right hand roughly, and unceremoniously searched for souls directly.

After three breaths, the anger on his face became even worse, five days ago, the Yin Corpse Sect and Huamen went up to Eagle Mountain and challenged the Mu Zi Sect.

He kicked the two confused guys off the flying boat with one kick, and screamed, "Boom!"

"Bang bang" twice, and the two turned into a rain of blood, and there was no scum left.

"Say what you say!"

The old man who came with Mengyi Feishuang pounced and sat on the deck, "This young man can follow his words, then he must also be a fifth-order Great Demon Venerable!"

Mengyi Feishuang's little eyes were full of little stars, "I haven't seen you for a few months, Brother Zifeng's skills have improved again!"

Mu Zifeng ignored these people's thoughts, and to put it bluntly, it was just a kind of spiritual power control method, and now that his spiritual power had reached the early stage of channeling, there was naturally no problem in using it. "Senior Bai, is there a way to return quickly?"

"Yes!" Bai Yifei didn't ink either, because when it came to this matter, it was all because of him, if he and Zheng Yiran hadn't pulled Mu Zifeng to the outer gate of the Holy Sect, there would have been no such thing. He reached out and pulled out a piece of yellow rune paper.

As soon as the yellow rune paper was taken out, the sky trembled slightly.

"Sky Breaking Talisman?!" The old man's cultivation is not high, but his vision is still a little, and he recognized at a glance that the rune paper is the Sky Breaking Talisman that everyone in the Xuan Demon Continent wants.

I saw Bai Yi flying into the air, and Mu Zifeng also hurriedly collected the flying boat, and a yellow light wrapped everyone and flew towards the sky......

At this moment, in front of the Muzi Sect, a Shura field has been formed, and the disciples of the Iron Blood Hall and a group of people in black suits are engaged in a scuffle, how can a tragic word be described!

I saw that although the disciples of the Iron Blood Hall were all cultivators of the Demon King Rank, they also fell in pieces, and their blood stained the land red. But none of them chose to retreat, knowing that death was ahead, but they still died generously without hesitation.

Because the enemies they face are mixed with some zombie-like existences, they are not afraid of death, and they don't know the pain, which makes them feel very difficult. If they were just demon disciples, they wouldn't have so many taboos.

Many of those people were Terrans. , the Terrans who were captured from the Mangchuan Continent by the Yin Corpse Sect!

There were about 7,000 people fighting against them, and the leaders were two sixth-order Great Demon Venerable peak powerhouses, who were fighting against two purple-robed Holy Sect elders, and the two purple-robed old men were faltering, and they couldn't see it.

And Nangong Jue, Li Shichun, and Li Shihong are fighting with the four Demon Venerables, although they are three against four, they are still struggling to persevere. All three were injured to varying degrees.

Cen Long, Cen Qin, Rui Sisi, Qilin and others are also fighting hard.

Xiaohong and Xiaoqiang also revealed their bodies, their huge snake tails kept flying, and their bodies were even more scarred.

Even Xin'er joined the battle group, her little face tense, and the pale pink flying sword shuttled back and forth, harvesting the lives of people in black. She had already comprehended the Heavenly Dao and become a second-order immortal master, even if she met a first-order demon king, she was not afraid at all.

Nuo Shui, Ruibe Qing and others have already killed red eyes.

There are battlefields everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere!

What is inconsistent with this kind of killing is that there is another person watching, that person is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, a first-order demon venerable mid-stage cultivator, eagle-nosed harrier eyes, black eyes, and a folding fan in his hand, although he looks strange, he also looks like a dog. He sat on the roof of a luxurious carriage, his thin lips curled.

He didn't join the battle group, but watched everything in front of him playfully, and he had a feeling that he was outside, looked at the world, and everything was under control.

"Wu Na old coffin man, what is the matter with you here, why are you here to go through this troubled water?" one of the sixth-order Great Demon Venerables, Yin Yin, said, "If you choose to leave, our Yin Corpse will give each of you a pill, which is enough to ensure that you live for another two hundred years!"

"Phew, less nonsense!" The hidden old man from the inner gate of the Holy Sect took a mouthful of bloodshot thick phlegm, "Our Holy Sect has not been born for so many years, what do you think our Holy Sect is easy to bully?!"

"I'm sorry, you guys are a Holy Sect, the Holy Sect is amazing, it's not that we were beaten by our lord, and I hid in the space where rabbits don't, and I shrank up!"

This old man obviously knew the history of the year, "I'm not afraid to tell you that our sect master is on his way here, and when his old man arrives, all of you who still have the Mu Zi Sect will be finished!" the man said arrogantly.

"Really?"

The sky darkened sharply, as if a hole had been torn open, "Woooo

"It's the sect master who has returned! The Mu Zi faction has been saved!" As soon as the disciples of the Mu Zi sect saw Mu Zifeng, it was like seeing their relatives, and their morale suddenly more than doubled.

Cen Long, Cen Qin, and Rui Sisi were also excited. But when Rui Sisi saw Mu Zifeng and Mengyi Feishuang appear together, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Stop!"

Mu Zifeng shouted, the man in black was stunned, and stopped the moves in his hand one after another, the disciples of the Mu Zi Sect Iron Blood Hall didn't care which one, they slaughtered many opponents.

And the two old men who rushed to the aid of the Holy Sect in the battle, as well as Nangong Jue, Li Shichun, Li Shihong and others, all stopped. They all gathered outside the mountain gate of the Muzi faction, and their heads rushed out, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable posture.

Mu Zifeng's heart warmed, these people are his descendants anyway, and their performance is really remarkable!

Nuo Shui shouted, "Mu Zi sent disciples back to defend!" Those disciples retreated one after another, leaving only the corpses in one place.

Mu Zifeng glanced at the remaining disciples, and a wave of anger rose, there should have been five thousand demon kings in the Iron Blood Hall, but now it has lost more than a thousand, which makes his liver hurt, and the disciples of the other halls have also lost a lot.