"Stop, you let the young master go, I'll let you go!"

Shenyan Fatian is really afraid, how can there be such a negotiation?

"You're not making me laugh, are you? Even if I didn't catch Shenyan Tianxing, do you think you people can catch us two brothers?"

Mu Feng's eyes were full of "contempt of the wind", he had a Qiankun mirror, and the elder brother Shen Mu Long was even more of a strong man in the sixfold Dao realm, if it weren't for the fact that Shen Mu Long had fallen into the disadvantage because of a sneak attack just now, Mu Feng didn't have to be like this at all.

Shen Yan Fatian was also stunned, but after thinking about it, his face gradually became ugly.

Mu Feng was telling the truth, now that Shen Mu Long was relieved, if he fought again, it would not be easy for the three of them to drag Shen Mu Long back, and they couldn't be distracted to catch Mu Feng.

And Mu Feng has just shown his strength, the people below are the ones who deliver food, and if they want to catch Mu Feng, they have to ask Mu Feng's Qiankun Mirror if they agree.

"Then what do you want?" asked Shen Yan Fatian bitterly.

"I want to laugh when you ask this, dare to love It's not you who are attacking and killing us, but I'm making trouble unreasonably?"

Mu Feng's face was full of happiness, this is one of the twelve guardian gods of the Shenyan clan, and he has the same identity as Shenmukun at the beginning.

"Little Wind, stop playing"

Shen Mulong shook his head helplessly, turned his head and looked at Shen Yan Fatian indifferently, "We don't want to do anything, my Ghost Hand Sect has always been a person who doesn't offend me, I don't offend anyone, since you come to the door, then the person who comes is a guest, let your young master go to my Ghost Hand Sect to live for a few days, I will definitely order someone to entertain me well!"

"Haha, good! Brother, you are more insidious than me!"

Mu Feng whispered in Shenmulong's ear, but all of the people present could make a mountain peak collapse with a stomp, and such a "low voice" was simply three hundred taels of silver here, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Shen Yan Fatian's face was also gloomy, he knew what Shen Mu Long wanted to do.

The young patriarch of the Shenyan clan fell into the hands of the Ghost Hand Sect, so the twelve gods would not dare to greet the Ghost Hand Sect, whether it was an open move or a secret plan.

"What's the matter? It's very reluctant? Do seniors think that my Ghost Hand Sect is simple and poor, and it is unbearable to live in?"

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Shenyan Fatian and the others were all taken aback, and then they remembered that the person opposite was not only the son of the Divine Eye Pupil, but also the sect master of the Ghost Hand Sect, who was known as the Yama King!

The ruthlessness of King Yama's methods has long been known to the major forces, and he never fights people head-on, let alone starts sectarian wars.

But if anyone offends him, he will stare at you until you die!

In the past, the Xia family had two powerhouses in the Dao realm, one was the current patriarch Xia Wudao, and the other was Xia Wudao's father, but at this time he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

It is because of this that the Xia family has been looking for the bad luck of the Ghost Hand Sect, but they can only make some small moves, and they don't even dare to assassinate the core disciples of the Ghost Hand Sect.

"No, no!" Shen Yan Fa Tian saw sweat on his forehead, if the Shenmu clan was still there, Shenmu Long would also be one of the twelve guardian gods of the Shenmu clan, and even the head of the guardian gods.

So even if he relies on the old and sells the old, it is useless to use power to suppress people, but if they are menacing with men and horses, but in the end they leave in disgrace, and even let the young patriarch fall into the enemy, then he will have no face to appear in this world again.

Suddenly, Shen Mu Long slapped his palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of Shen Yan Tianxing, and the three people on the opposite side didn't even have time to stop.

"You!" Divine Flame Fa Tian's eyes were about to split, he knew what Shen Mu Long had done, it was the original Divine Power Yin Evil Palm of the previous generation of Ghost Hand Sect Master Ghost Mist Heaven!

A person who has been hit by the Yin Evil Palm is like being poisoned, and every seven days he will be devoured by the Yin Qi, and the pain is unbearable, and it must be relieved by the person who cultivates the Yin Evil Palm.

Shen Mu Long came this time, then Shen Yan Fa Tian and the others didn't even have room to think about it.

Even if they can snatch the Divine Flame Heaven back, it is useless, the original divine power of the Ghost Fog Heaven, even if it is the Divine Flame Emperor Heaven, there is only a way to suppress it a little and cannot be lifted.

"Hehe, don't look at my brother like this, although he doesn't have a wife yet, you don't have a chance!"

Mu Feng said with a smile, but was glared at fiercely by Shen Mulong, and could only stop talking.

"If you want to return to Shenyan Tianxing, just give me the heads of the eighteen elders of the black-clothed organization and thirty-six monarchs! Don't think about doing anything, otherwise I don't guarantee that Shenyan Tianxing will not be short of catties and two!"

Shen Mulong threw down a sentence, then tore open the space, and left with Mu Feng and Shen Yan Tianxing, who had already fainted.

Shen Yan Fatian's face changed constantly, and he struggled for a long time, but finally gave up, "Go!"

The people of the Twelve Divine Clans were a little depressed and menacing, but they were made to have no temper at all, and they were easily killed several people, which planted a huge shadow in their hearts.

In a gloomy world, a huge and eerie palace stands on top of a volcano.

Next to the palace, the lava rolled by, but as if afraid of the owner of the palace, he did not dare to touch the palace, so he could only bypass it and flow down.

In the main hall of this palace, there were hundreds of men in black kneeling, and in the direction of their kneeling, a huge black veil obscured the figure sitting on the throne behind them.

"Lord, Shenmukun is dead!"

Hundreds of men in black were divided into two columns, the left and right, and the one who spoke was the one on the right.

"Well, so the Awakening Project has begun"

A majestic voice came from behind the veil, and the people in black suddenly became discouraged, and this voice contained a terrifying energy, making people dare not feel disobedient.

"Yes, Lord!" said the man who spoke lowered his head even deeper to show his awe.

"The battle of the good gods can also officially begin"

The majestic voice said lightly, as if the previous war, which had already killed many people, was a small fight in his eyes.

"Yes!" the man shook his head.

The figure behind the veil slowly dissipated, and the powerful coercion that had been permeating the hall finally disappeared, making everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The black-clothed men left slowly and orderly, but the figure reappeared behind the veil.

"After a thousand years of waiting, it's finally time to harvest!

The arrogant laughter resounded for miles in the main hall, and the black-clothed people who hadn't gone far all turned their faces froze, and their steps changed from casual to restrained.

At the edge of the Zhenhell Mountain Range, two figures burst out of the sky, and they were the two brothers Mu Feng.

"Xiaofeng, Shenyan Tianxing will personally imprison him, and this list and map will be handed over to you!"

Shen Mu Long handed over the information about the black-clothed organization left by Shen Mu Kun to Mu Feng, Shen Yan Tianxing was just a storage zài that made the enemy throw a rat trap, and Shen Mu Long didn't believe that the other party would really bring the heads of the high-level of the black-clothed organization for the sake of Shen Yan Tianxing.

"Well, remember to breathe him, don't suffocate!"

Mu Feng diǎn diǎn diǎn head, then turned to leave.

Shenmu Long also has a magic weapon of different space, but it is not big, if people stay in it for a long time, they may really suffocate to death. If Shenyan Tianxing was suffocated to death, the Twelve Divine Clans would definitely go crazy.

"Xiaofeng!" Mu Feng had already flown out hundreds of feet before he suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Mu Feng stopped in confusion, levitating in midair.

"There is less than a year left before the Divine Time Clan's martial arts competition and son-in-law recruitment, you have to prepare well! Don't let people snatch my brother and daughter-in-law away!"

Shen Long looked at Mu Feng playfully, obviously, he had been staring at Mu Feng for a long time, and he was also clear about Mu Feng and Shi Ying.

"Uh" Mu Feng suddenly sweated profusely, he didn't expect time to pass so quickly.

However, in the past half a year, he has spent almost all of his time being hunted down, and the concept of time has been diluted a lot.

"Don't worry! I have no opponent in my generation! If anyone dares to eat tender grass from the old cow, I will take the brothers of the Ghost Hand Sect to kill him!"

Mu Feng touched his nose stinkily, his cultivation had been promoted to the Divine Dao Realm Triple Level, and with his superhuman combat power, he couldn't find a second one among his peers.

I just don't know what level Shi Ying's strength has reached.

Shi Ying is the first day of the Protoss after Shen Mulong, and she has the dual bloodlines of time and great power, and it is said that she has awakened to a very high level, and even Yu Xinghe has a very high evaluation of her.

However, of course, the recruitment conference is a duel between the candidates, and Shi Ying will not make a move.

I just don't know if my life will be better after getting married, thinking of the slap print that is still left on the spiritual mask, Mu Feng's face is faintly painful.

"Well, go ahead, you'll be sixteen years old in a while, and I'll have a gift for you then!"

Shen Mu Long smiled mysteriously, then turned around and tore through the space and left.

"Gift?" Mu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, he now wants an artifact to have an artifact, he wants a divine art, and his wife is also waiting for him in the Shenshi clan, what other gift can make the old brother laugh so obscenely?

Summoning the Bat Wing Lord, Mu Feng unleashed hordes of trolls that swept away from the edge of the Hell Mountain Range.

And Mu Feng was on the lord's back to recover the Yuan Power that had just been consumed, while thinking about his plan for the troll army.

"The way these trolls advance is really simple, and when the power is reached, it will naturally advance."

Mu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and after half a month of recuperation, the core disciples of the Ghost Hand Sect who were responsible for guarding the Longtao River outside sent back a large number of monster corpses under the order of the sect master, all of which were eaten by Mu Feng's army of trolls.

It can be said that the current troll secret realm is completely incomparable to the original. The Dao-level trolls alone have changed from one at the beginning to more than thirty now!

The emperor-level and virtual-level trolls are even more innumerable.

If these trolls are released, they will definitely be comparable to the backbone of a super force, but Mu Feng is far from satisfied, and it will take a while for these armies to go to the battlefield.