"Okay, okay, Chi Feng will do his best to assist Mr. Feng Zhong!" Chi Feng responded repeatedly, very honest.

The relationship with Feng Zhong was completely reversed, but this was helpless. When the clone of the ancestor saw that Feng Zhong was attracted by his talent in cursing, he actually accepted him as a registered disciple, and promised that if he could practice the Demon Sutra to the third level within a thousand years, he would accept him as his personal disciple!

After being appreciated by that master, this young master Feng Zhong reached the sky in one step. You should know that among the many disciples of that master, the one with the lowest cultivation level is also the Demon Lord, and it is not an ordinary Demon Lord. The highest one has even broken into the Holy Ancestor realm!

Chi Feng, the foreign demon lord, was very obedient, but the other demon lords had expected that Chi Feng was not their demon lord from the Pan Nirvana lineage. He thought that his master had some friendship with their ancestors, so he saved his life. If he was disobedient, he could kill him at will, and there would be no consequences!

"Feng, wearing a gold and silver robe, glanced at Chi Feng, and then spoke lightly: All Demon Lords, Feng is a little tired, so he won't disturb you from discussing the battle. Let's retreat for the time being!"

"Okay, Mr. Feng walk slowly!" The two-headed and four-armed monster in the head nodded and smiled.

Feng Zhong nodded to the other demon lords and signaled, supported the handle of the stone chair with both hands, slowly got up, and walked out of the hall.

When Chi Feng saw this, he immediately bowed slightly: "I followed Mr. Feng and did not disturb you, so you will continue."

The other eight demons glanced at Chi Feng and said nothing. It seemed that Chi Feng was an optional existence. Instead, Chi Feng didn't feel humiliated, but was a little lucky. The more he didn't pay attention to him, the safer he was and the more he could take advantage of the troubled waters!

Chifeng also stood up and quickly followed Feng Zhong and flew outside.

The demon lord, who was picking his nose, stretched lazily and bounced out a ball of black and stenched out, and happened to fall on the scarred chest of the female cultivator covered in the crocodile-skinned Demon Lord's arms.

"Ghost Head, what are you doing!" The Demon Lord named Xuan shouted coldly when he saw this!

"No, unexpected!" The Demon Lord, who was called the ghost head, squinted his eyes, replied lazily, then continued to dig intently, and somehow dragged out a long black snot-shaped thing and threw it on the ground.

"Haha, do you want to fight with me again?" Venerable Salamander said coldly, his face extremely gloomy.

"I don't want to fight, but if you insist on doing it, I can teach you something old ghost!" The sloppy wild boar demon Lord said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I want to see what confidence you have today!" Venerable Salamander slapped the stone chair and stood up directly, "Let's go, I'm waiting for you outside, but I want to see what special things are in your Demon True Saint's Achievement!"

The Ghost Head Venerable was not afraid at all. He raised his foot and was about to go out for a trial. But at this moment, the two heads and four-armed Demon Lord, who was in the upper head, said coldly: "The two venerables are so happy. Before they even went to the battle north, they fought first! The two venerables were responsible for their own disputes. Don't worry, the result of the disputes, Nie will surely report to the ancestors who went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Misty Water Forest to capture the long-tailed butterfly group. They are all ancestors and may also give some 'rewards' to the two winners!"

As the president, the Nirvana Master moved out of the ancestor. The two demon masters had a little uncertain face. Soon after, they stopped and sat back obediently. Although they were the demon masters and had a great status, they could only be considered a stronger ant for the ancestor, and could be slaughtered at will!

If it weren't for the invasion of the Demon World this time, their ancestors might not even be able to call them the names of the eight demon masters. There are too many strong people under the ancestors!

At this time, Venerable Salamander saw the dirt on his toy's chest, and a hint of disgust suddenly appeared on his face. He raised his hand suddenly and directly penetrated the beautiful cultivator's abdomen, directly penetrated a big hole.

When he retracted his hand, the Salamander had a small Nascent Soul locked tightly by the black magic chain in his hand. He didn't even look at it and directly sent it into his mouth, shattering and swallowing it with the black magic chain.

Seeing the big mouth covered with fangs approaching, the Nascent Soul, who had no resistance, was not afraid, but instead felt a sense of relief in his eyes.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the remaining blood on his paws. Venerable Salamander seemed to have improved a little, and he showed a hideous smile. Then he waved his hand and swept out a magic fire, directly burning the female cultivator's corpse to ashes.

"Okay, let's start assigning tasks. Although there will be no suspense in this battle, no one knows what he will come back. If the adults come back and we have not completed the mission, then no one can escape the punishment!" The two-headed and four-armed monster spoke solemnly.

At this time, the other seven demon lords raised their heads slightly, and listened to him say a few more nonsense to show respect for the ancestors, but in fact, they didn't care. A mere group of humble human races in the lower realm were not easy to capture.

And let alone the human race in the lower realm, when the holy sacrifice in the demon world, the human race in the spiritual world can only be reduced to being invaded by them. They are under the command of the ancestor and have never fought with the human race in the spiritual world. However, the demon lords under the throne of some saints have tasted the taste of the Nascent Soul of the high-level cultivators of the human race!

At the moment of holy sacrifice, the human race in the spiritual world must worry about whether they will be exterminated, and these inferior human races in the lower realm are even more worth mentioning!

The two-headed and four-armed Demon Lord was preparing to make a decision that had already been made, but at this moment, a human demon cultivator in black robe broke in outside, and knelt on the ground and pointed directly outside the hall. It seemed that something big was happening outside.

The demon cultivator was in a panic and was obviously extremely shocked when he looked.

This Demon Palace is a place where many demons discuss matters. It is isolated from the mental power. The demon cultivators in the Middle Earth are not qualified to enter, but the demon cultivators broke in without authorization, which immediately made the eight ancient demons cold and wanted to kill him directly. However, the demon cultivators said something that surprised many ancient demons!

"My lords, there is an invader outside. He suddenly attacked the Great Demon Guardian and severely injured the accompanying Demon Guardian. Now the Great Demon Guardian is in danger, so let the villain come to ask for help!" The demon cultivator quickly explained, his tone was full of panic.

"Someone dared to come here and attack the Demon Lord. Is it because he was impatient for life!" A venerable with a hooked nose and a pair of black iron wings on his back spoke in surprise: "And, Chi Feng is too weak, why was he severely injured!"

"Don't be surprised now. Let's go out and see which one exists. If Feng is finally severely injured under our noses, then we will definitely be unable to escape the punishment of the ancestor!" After hearing this, the two-headed and four-armed Demon Lord Nirvana did not care about punishing any demon cultivator who dared to enter the Demon Palace. He moved his feet and rushed out of the Demon Palace.

After this Nirvana Demon Lord, the remaining seven demon Lords flashed, and followed him out of the Demon Palace, and saw two dazzling and fiercely colliding lights in the sky more than a thousand feet away.

There was a mess in the distance, and six great monks took action together. Among them, Feng Zhong, wearing a gold and silver robe, attacked one after another. Like a surging wave, he attacked a dark red ball of light there, but he could not break the dark red ball of light at all. Instead, he was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by dark red sword energy leaked from the dark red ball of light.

This was simply unbelievable. The six great monks of the Demonic Way could not take down one person, but were instead beaten!

"Interesting, there is such a momentum. Isn't it because the God Transformation Period in the human world has arrived? That's interesting. You can move your hands and feet. Don't snatch me!" The ancient demon with iron wings behind him raised his foot suddenly, and the iron wings behind him flashed continuously, and disappeared in an instant, and appeared three hundred feet away the next moment.

The terrifying terror of the ancient demon with iron wings is simply unbelievable. It is much faster than the teleportation of the Nascent Soul stage Nascent Soul stage. It is not even as good as the top wind escape technique and thunder escape technique in the human world!

At this time, the blood-colored ball of light seemed to realize something was wrong, and a cold snorted from it, and then more than ten dark red sword energy gushed out, slashing the surrounding attacks into pieces.

A red light escaped from the light ball, retreated hundreds of feet in a row, and flew out of the surrounding monks. Only then did he barely stabilize his body and reveal a man in a blood-red robe and holding a dark red sword inside.

At this time, the eight demon lords finally arrived near, protected Feng Zhong, who was extremely pale, behind him, and then looked at the man in the blood robe standing proudly in the distance, with a look of surprise on his face.

The demon lord with iron wings was amazed, looked up and down at the blood-robed man, and then looked at Chi Feng**, who was unconscious in the distance but had a look of pain. His eyes were full of surprise: "It turned out to be just the Nascent Soul Stage!"

The other demon lords felt the real realm of the blood-robed man, and they were also a little unbelievable. Unexpectedly, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage actually burst out with such powerful strength. Although Chi Feng's body is gone, he is also a demon lord. Moreover, Feng can finally be valued by the ancestor of the Holy Realm, and he is not an ordinary person. Although both of them are late in the Nascent Soul stage, they also have some self-protection power under the God Transformation Stage. How could they face the blood-robed man in the Nascent Soul stage, but they were defeated so quickly!

The iron-winged Demon Lord looked at the blood-robed man carefully, grinned, then spread his wings behind him and disappeared in an instant. The speed was unimaginable. In just a moment, he appeared ten feet in front of the blood-robed man.

Originally, when the man in the blood robe saw the eight demons coming out, he was not afraid, and his face was still calm. Knowing that the Iron-winged Demon Lord showed his terrifying speed of escape, his expression suddenly changed.

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