Among the monks who came to help this time, the highest cultivation was this old man sitting on the main seat, this person's name was Deadwood Sanren, and he was a great monk in the late Yuan Infant Period! Such a strong person, even in the Demon Cultivation Inland Sea, was rare.

After all, the great monks of the late Yuan Infant were the kind of old monsters who stomped their feet and shook three times when they stomped their feet in any place in the Demon Cultivation Sea.

In fact, with Liu Mang's cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant, it is not low in this hall, placed in some third-level cultivation countries, it is also the ancestor who can open a sect, in the entire hall, there are about twenty monks who come to help the fist, most of them are from some relatively large forces, of which only eight people have reached the Yuan Infant Stage, but only Liu Mang and Wei Zhong have the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Middle Period.

"Xiang'er, what's going on, why did the Dead Wood Scattered people target Liu Mang?"

Tang Lin secretly asked the woman sitting in the arms of the dead wood sanren, this woman is her apprentice, not only does she have a beautiful and fragrant country, but she also has a rare yuan physique, and she was accepted as a concubine by the dead wood san people a few years ago, and she is very favored.

"Master, I don't know, you also know that this old ghost has a moody personality, and I can't guess his mind at all. The woman lifted her face from the chest of the dead wood scatterer, revealing a beautiful face, her big watery eyes gently glanced at Liu Mang, and whispered Tang Lin in response.

"Liu Mang is of great use to me, I must not let them have a conflict, you hurry up and find a way to appease the dead wood and scattered people. Tang Lin's original intention was to win over Liu Mang, so naturally he couldn't let him clash with the dead wood scatterers, but the heavens didn't follow people's wishes.

When Liu Mang heard the words of the dead wood scattered people, he suddenly felt a little tired in his heart, could this be the legendary aura of ridicule? He looked up at the other party, his eyes were like electricity, and said coldly: "Listening to your tone, it seems that you are not convinced by me? It just so happens that Lao Tzu also looks at you very unpleasantly, why don't we go out and compare, what do you think?"

He didn't say the last three words directly, and then through the transmission of divine consciousness, after the dead wood scattered people heard the three words of Fan Zuo, the leisurely appearance disappeared all of a sudden, and he suddenly stood up and stared at Liu Mang, "I don't know how thick the sky is, since you are killing yourself, this seat will fulfill you!"

In addition to the cold murderous intent in his eyes, there was also a hint of surprise.

"Really? ”

Liu Mang smiled indifferently, turned into a sword light and rushed out, and the dead wood scattered people pushed the woman in his arms aside, and chased him out in an instant.

The two of them didn't give the others time to react at all, and they disappeared into the main hall in an instant, leaving only a group of monks, staring at each other with big eyes and at a loss.

Wei Zhong, who was dressed as a Confucian in a white robe, was the first to react, he chuckled, stood up, stepped forward, set up a retreat and chased out.

Seeing this, the others suddenly came to their senses, rushed out of the hall one by one, and then rose to the sky, and in an instant, only Tang Lin's master and apprentice were left in the hall.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Tang Lin's face was so angry at this time that his face turned pale, and his original plan was all disrupted, "Let's go, let's follow too." ”

Liu Mang and Deadwood Sanren continued to fly towards the sky, and finally directly broke through the black fog shrouded in the sea of demon cultivation, at this time, the morning sun was rising, dyeing the boundless sea of fog red.

Liu Mang stood on the top of the sea of fog with his back to the sun, like a god descending from the earth.

The two stood opposite each other, and a terrifying aura brewed on the dead wood scattered people, rising steadily.

"Who are you, how do you know the identity of this seat?" Deadwood looked at the sun, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked the doubts in his heart, the matter of his joining the Poison Demon Palace, even in the Demon Palace, was a secret, how did the other party know about it? This made him extremely puzzled.

"Guess. ”

Liu Mang said lightly, waving his long sleeves.

"Stab!" With a sound, a golden sword qi slashed through the sky, splitting the air in front of him, revealing a long golden sword mark, and the sword aura was fierce, pointing directly at the dead wood and scattered people.

In the face of this sword qi that shot over like a mountain splitting the sea, Dead Wood Sanren's brows moved, and his originally contemptuous eyes became solemn, because he could see that with the power of this sword qi alone, ordinary Yuan Ying couldn't take it at all!

However, for a powerhouse of his level, there is still a long way to go, and the dead wood is scattered with a flick of a finger.

"Poof. ”

A slender pillar of red light slammed through the void and slammed into the sword qi.

"Boom!"

The void shook, and a circular wave of qi surged in all directions, and the sword qi and pillars of light shattered, turning into points of light in the sky like fireworks.

"Boy, the strength is good, but compared to this seat, it is still far behind. As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a small red banner appeared in front of him, and he knew at a glance that it was his natal magic weapon.

I saw that the little red flag just shook, and the surrounding space trembled suddenly, and red clouds suddenly appeared around it.

Seeing these red clouds, Liu Mang's expression was abrupt, through the memory he got from Yang Yue, of course he knew what these red clouds were, this thing was simply the red mist separating the inland sea from the outer sea, even if Yuan Ying encountered it in the later stage, he had to retreat.

When he was thinking about how to deal with these red clouds, the dantian trembled slightly, Liu Mang's expression moved, he opened his mouth and vomited, between heaven and earth, a phoenix groan suddenly sounded, and a firelight shot out directly from his mouth, turning into a fire phoenix, the fire phoenix flew around Liu Mang, and a brilliant sword light continued to emanate from it, cutting the surrounding atmosphere.

Seeing the fire phoenix beside Liu Mang, the dead wood scattered people were immediately shocked, "How is it possible?

"You don't need to know!" Liu Mang flipped his palm, and the huge fire phoenix let out a phoenix roar, and his body shrank rapidly, turning into a fiery red long sword and falling into his hand.

In fact, when Feng Ji gave the Fire Phoenix Sword to Liu Mang, this sword had a spirit, and he recognized him as the master without the need for sacrifice, even Feng Ji didn't expect this matter, after all, since the Fire Phoenix Sword was the ancestor of the first generation, among the previous palace masters, no one was able to wake up the sleeping sword spirit and let him recognize the master.

With the flying sword in his hand, Liu Mang's momentum changed, like a divine sword that pierced into the sky.

He threw the sword yuan power in his body into the flying sword with all his might.

On the sword body of the Fire Phoenix Sword, the flame-like sword surged up, forming a huge flame divine sword, Liu Mang held the divine sword in his hand and slashed down with a sword volley against the dead wood scattered people, boom! Like the fall of the heavenly river, the huge divine sword directly split the red cloud, cut the small banner in half, and finally split it on the dead wood scattered people who fled quickly.

"No!"

The dead wood scattered people let out a terrible scream, and even the Yuan Ying did not escape from the ashes.

At the same time, the sea of fog below rolled, and one after another streamers rushed out, turning into a figure, these people saw this scene, and they all gasped, Tang Lin stared at the flying sword in Liu Mang's hand at the moment, and his delicate body trembled uncontrollably.