"Take advantage of each other?" Cheng Fengnian shook his head and said, "You say first, what do you want me to do for you." If it involves the Terrans, I need to think about it. ”

Long Xu snorted and said, "Arrogant Terran boy, there are so many conditions for making a deal with this king!"

Cheng Fengnian said: "In my eyes, you are just a machine spirit. ”

The dragon's expression was cold, and the blood-colored tide surged.

However, looking at Cheng Fengnian's unchanged face, Long Xu shook his head again and said, "Also, if you are not a person like this, this king will not look down on you." This king can't tell you what to do now, you're too weak now. When you reach at least the Martial King level, this king will naturally tell you. However, this king can vouch for it, and it has nothing to do with your human race. ”

As he spoke, Long Xu's face turned hideous, as if he was muttering to himself: "You would never have thought that this king would come back!"

The person who made the previous generation of demon kings hate?

Cheng Fengnian's heart jumped, this person is definitely a master among masters!

However, what made him breathe a sigh of relief was that the people who were enemies of the previous generation of demon kings, this strength showed that the enemies of the previous generation of demon kings would not be the human race.

As long as it's not a Terran, that's easy.

Cheng Fengnian stretched out his hand towards Long Xu and said, "I agreed!"

Long Xu glanced at Cheng Fengnian's hand, his face was full of disgust, but he still shook it down and said, "Fellow with the son!"

Reaching an agreement with Long Xu, Cheng Fengnian withdrew from his mind.

The once quiet surroundings were noisy again.

Around him, the demon clans were already waiting impatiently.

Cheng Fengnian has been holding the Wushuang gun, but he has been indifferent for so long, it makes them impatient to wait.

"Despicable Terran, don't pretend! Get out of here, you can't pull out the peerless gun!"

"The Wushuang Gun is the personal weapon of the youth of the previous generation of demon kings of my demon clan, and you are a lowly human race who also wants to have it, and you are a fool dream!"

"Get out of here, shame on you!"

Cheng Fengnian opened his eyes and glanced around.

"Are the weapons of the demon clan only for you demon clan?" Cheng Fengnian sneered.

Seeing this, the demon clans immediately let out a monstrous angry scolding.

Mei Xia stood in the crowd, watching this scene, looking at Cheng Fengnian with an eye like an idiot.

"The clown who jumps off the beam can only play lip service. As if talking to herself, and as if she was talking to Sun Xiaoyu and Sun Dongjing, who were catching up behind her, Mei Xia said, "You Terran women are really sad. It seems to me that none of you Terran men are useful, and there is a lot of nonsense. ”

Sun Xiaoyu pursed her lips and looked embarrassed.

In the face of the monstrous scolding, the ridicule on Cheng Fengnian's face was even worse.

This time, he didn't directly pull out the Musou gun.

Biting his fingers, two drops of blood dripped on the Wushuang Gun, and Lu Xingchen shook his right hand and said, "Wushuang Gun!"

"Roar!"

As soon as Cheng Fengnian finished speaking, the peerless spear that had been inserted on the ground let out a heaven-shattering dragon roar, and then turned into a silver dragon and rose to the sky!

The onlookers watched with wide eyes one by one, watching this scene in horror.

How can it be!

The Peerless Spear actually responded to the call of this human race!

Meixia's pupils shrank slightly, and her shoulders fell stiffly.

Seeing the silver dragon rushing towards the clouds, and then rushing towards Cheng Fengnian, falling into his hand and turning into a white jade spear, Mei Xia only felt as if her heart had been cut with a knife!

The Musou Gun is obviously his own weapon!

Obviously, it has let itself be pulled up, and it is still a little bit of cultivation before it will be recognized as the master.

However, it finally recognized a Terran who was weaker than himself and became his weapon!

"Impossible!

"The Musou Gun is mine, it's mine!"

Mei Xia screamed and pounced on Cheng Fengnian!

He wanted to snatch the Wushuang Gun, the Wushuang Gun was the weapon that he had been thinking about for the Meixia Dynasty, how could it be obtained by a human race?

The expressions on the faces of the demon clans were extremely complicated.

At this moment, seeing Mei Xia rushing forward, they all shook their heads.

Treasure-level weapons all have machine spirits, once the owner is recognized, unless the owner automatically gives up the weapon, otherwise the weapon will no longer recognize others as the master.

Even if Merxia was able to defeat this Terran now, as long as the Terran did not give up possession of the Musou Spear, the Musou Spear would still be his.

However, the demon clans have come to the spirit one after another.

Even if you can't possess the Musou Spear anymore, if you kill the Terran, that's good!

This human race dared to snatch the weapons of their demon clan, it was unbearable!

"Kill him!"

"Prince Meixia, kill him and maintain the glory of our demon clan!"

"I'll help you, Prince Meixia!"

"The human race also dares to show off their might in my demon clan's territory!"

The onlookers rushed forward with Mei Xia, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Cheng Fengnian.

Sun Dongjing was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged his head and squatted down.

Several demon clans also rushed up, wanting to kill Sun Dongjing and Sun Xiaoyu, but Sun Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and blocked them.

Cheng Fengnian held the peerless spear in his right hand and quietly watched as these demon clan members rushed up.

There was a layer of murderous intent on their faces, and when they rushed in front of them, Cheng Fengnian suddenly grabbed the handle of the Wushuang gun with both hands and smashed it down!

"Roar!"

The silver dragon burst out of the spear and turned into four hundred and sixteen silver dragons.

Sixteen silver dragons lined up in a beat, roaring, and crushed forward as if they were lined up in the sea!

Mei Xia, who rushed to the front, changed his expression.

The powerful aura that rushed to his face made his heart tremble!

Obviously, what he was looking at was just a high-level martial sect, which was equivalent to the existence of the three turns of their demon clan.

However, he, a master of the five turns of Neidan, still felt the fear of death in the face of this attack!

With a jump, Meisha leaped to the side.

A silver dragon grazed his body and pounced on him!

Obviously she didn't attack her body, however, Mei Xia felt that the place where she was grazed by the silver dragon was like someone had cut off a piece of flesh with a knife, and the pain was unbearable.

With a muffled snort from her mouth, Mesha crawled and rolled and jumped out to the side again before stopping.

Compared with Mei Xia, the other demon clans who rushed up were not so lucky.

Sixteen silver dragons rushed to the middle of these demon clans, and suddenly, a burst of people turned on their backs, and the blood stained the demon king's Xuan Realm!

Sending out an attack, Cheng Fengnian did not stop there, but sent out three more identical attacks in all directions.

All of a sudden, the entire Demon King Xuan Realm screamed again and again, looking like hell on earth!

After sending out four attacks in a row, Cheng Fengnian did not attack immediately.

His gaze quickly swept over the entire Demon King's Xuan Realm, and finally landed on Mei Xia, who was standing in the distance with a dazed expression.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Cheng Fengnian's footsteps were wrong, turning into countless afterimages, and instantly appeared in front of Mei Xia.

Mei Xia was in a daze for Cheng Fengnian's attack, and he was fantasizing about the situation of the Wushuang Gun killing all sides in his hands.

Suddenly feeling the fierce killing intent, he was about to sacrifice the weapon of the dantian, but found that the other party's speed was too fast!

A little cold light had just rushed out, and the white jade-like head of the peerless spear had already pressed against his throat.