Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 642
"Qinggu, let's go back first. Don't get entangled with that kid, the most important thing is to break into the Demon King's cave."

Among the crowd, someone suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

After hearing this voice, the middle-aged woman hovered in mid-air, glared at Jiang Mo unwillingly, and immediately withdrew her whisk.

"Nephew, after you get out of the Demon King's cave, aunt will clean up that kid for you!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman rolled up her sleeves and took the young man away.

After these people left, there were bursts of exclamation from the crowd. When they looked at Jiang Mo, some looked with admiration, while others gloated.

"The person who provoked the Black Tiger League, I'm afraid this guy will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die?"

"The Black Tiger League is not so easy to provoke. The middle-aged woman just now has the cultivation base of a five-star Martial Emperor. Once a battle starts, this kid will definitely not get any benefits!"

"Moreover, it is said that the middle-aged woman has a very good relationship with the leader of the Black Tiger League. Zhao Hu, the leader of the Black Tiger League, is also a real seven-star martial emperor!"

"Even if this kid doesn't die in the Demon King's cave, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the evil hands of the Black Tiger League!"

……

The voice of discussion made all the monks present remember Jiang Mo's young face. After all, not everyone has the courage and qualifications to challenge the Black Tiger League!

As the party involved, Jiang Mo ignored the threat of the Black Tiger League at all. If that guy named Zhao Hu dared to provoke him, Jiang Mo would not mind letting him know what an iron plate is!
The crowd was surging, and hundreds of monks continued to move forward, and another swordsman split through the poisonous mist of the monster race. Otherwise, I don't know how many monks of the human race would die in it.

Five powerful men at the six-star Martial Emperor level shook their wings of Yuanli and hovered in front of the Demon King's Cave, only ten feet away from the gate of the Demon King's Cave.

"Old Demon King, if you are willing to open the door and obediently deliver the treasure to us, maybe we can make an exception and let your demon sons and grandchildren survive."

A man as skinny as a monkey said with a strange smile.

"Respected Lord Demon King, I don't know how many brothers' lives we have spent here. If we don't get anything, I'm afraid we will directly demolish your Demon King's cave!"

"Brothers, tell me, yes or no!"

"Brother is right!"

"If you don't take out what we want, your ruined temple will be demolished!"

There was a flurry of laughter behind him.

At this moment, the old demon king finally walked out slowly.

"Hehe, everyone has really worked hard to become the master of this old man's cave!"

The old demon king is more like an elder of the human race, full of indifference to the world.

But Jiang Mo knew that the more monsters he was, the more unscrupulous he would be in killing people!

Don't look at this old demon king's benevolent eyebrows and eyes, but people who know the formation can feel terrible waves rippling around here.

"Hey, old demon king, if you are sensible, take your demon son and grandson and get out of this cave. In this way, you can keep your blood. We also have an old saying for you, called If the green hills remain, we are not afraid of running out of firewood!" The skinny man moved his wrist and made a clicking sound.

It seems that the human monks are getting impatient.

Jiang Mo frowned slightly, he could already feel that the formation had begun to activate, and perhaps it was time to start a massacre!

"Very good, this old man can think about it. But before that, as the demon king, at least he has to lead everyone to fight hard, right?"

After finishing speaking, the old demon king's seemingly hunched body suddenly became tall and straight, and his eyes became blood red, and his skin became as hard as a rock.

"careful!"

Another brocade robed man reminded, and then the skinny man felt a fierce breaking wind coming from in front of him.

The old demon king appeared in front of the skinny man as if teleported.

A palm that was many times bigger than ordinary people reached out towards the skinny man, making it too late for the latter to even defend himself.

boom!
The two slapped each other, and the old demon king suddenly burst out with terrifying fighting power, and knocked the skinny man back with a single slap.

"Old Demon King, your strength is not weak! It seems that we have to join forces!"

After the skinny man was knocked back by the old demon king's palm, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled ferociously.

Everyone didn't know that the speed of the old demon king was so terrifying that it almost reached the realm of teleportation.

Jiang Mo, who was watching the battle among the ordinary monks, focused his eyes slightly. The speed of this old demon king could even rival his own.

"It seems that there is no lack of strong people in this monster clan. And this is just the middle ground. If you go deeper, you may encounter even more difficult monster clan powerhouses!"

Jiang Mo secretly sighed in his heart.

Chi Lian Snake has returned to the Zichen space, if it is allowed to show up at this time, I am afraid that the old demon king can seriously injure it.

Boom, boom, boom!

In front of the open space in the demon king's cave, several human monks fought fiercely with the old demon king, and the violent fluctuations of Yuan force raged, tearing apart huge gullies in the ground below.

"boom!"

After fighting for about a stick of incense, the thin and thin man who was injured at first was hit by the old demon king's palm on the Tianling Gai, directly causing him to fall on the spot.

While the blood was spraying, the rest of the cultivators were even more careful not to fight the old demon king head-on.

However, if this is the case, the cultivation of the eight-star martial emperor of the old demon king cannot be competed by a few six-star martial emperors.

After just three sticks of incense, two more human monks were beaten until they vomited blood and fell back.

The old demon king took advantage of the victory to pursue, but at this moment, Zhao Hu from the Black Tiger League, along with several other leaders of the top forces, plundered from the crowd.

"Let's meet the famous Demon King!"

A huge war hammer appeared in his hand. Zhao Hu swung the war hammer and smashed it at the old demon king with a loud bang. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of wind and thunder, and the faint sound of thousands of horses galloping.

Seeing this situation, the old demon king stopped chasing, slammed out a palm, and fought hard with the war hammer.

Immediately, two terrifying waves spread out, forcing the surrounding people to leave the battlefield.

Although the other leaders of the faction were not as good as Zhao Hu, they were all Seven Star Martial Emperors. Together, they forced the old demon king into a disadvantage.

"Sir, if you don't make a move again, I'm afraid the old man will not be able to hold on anymore!"

The old demon king shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)