Chapter: 4853
Master Zangmeng gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Zicheng. He knew that the other party's cultivation was likely to be much higher than his own. If he didn't join forces today, it would be very difficult to beat the other party.

The next moment, the four top existences of the Demon Dao all shot together, Zhang Zicheng let out a long roar, and flew up to meet them. No matter what methods the four people used, Zhang Zicheng punched them all. This scene made the monks below see Blood boiled, extremely shocked.

"The thing possessing him should also be a body-refining cultivator, and his cultivation level is not low. What is that iron ring?"

A trace of curiosity gradually appeared in Ning Qi's eyes.

"Die, die!" Zhang Zicheng laughed wildly, and the four Tibetan meng real people punched him immediately, and their bodies flew out like cannonballs. Although they were not killed by Zhang Zicheng's blow, blood stains appeared on the corners of their mouths, obviously Suffering from internal injuries, the monks of the three major demons saw this scene, and there was a smile in their eyes.

A hint of disbelief.

"waste."

Zhang Zicheng did not continue to attack, but sneered and mocked.

He could feel that the nearby orthodox monks looked at him with a trace of reverence in their eyes, which made Zhang Zicheng enjoy it very much.

"Fairy Liuli, at this moment, can you agree to my marriage proposal?"

Zhang Zicheng looked at Liuli Fairy, smiled lightly, and then looked at Ning Qi with a mocking look, "I can defeat an existence like him with one punch, and there is no future for following him."

"you"

A hint of anger suddenly appeared on the faces of Ouyang Kedi, Duo'er and others.

Fairy Liuli looked a little pale, and didn't know how to answer Zhang Zicheng, because the combat power displayed by the other party at this moment was really terrifying, even the Mahayana stage monks of the three major magic ways joined forces, they were not their opponents

There was a trace of unwillingness in the eyes of the real Tibetan Meng. He had just broken through to the Dzogchen, and he was defeated so miserably.

not the opponent

"let's go."

The Lord of the Mad Demon Dao wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly.

The Sect Master of Dream Demon Dao was about to nod his head when he heard the words, but a chuckle resounded above everyone's heads.

"Unexpectedly, so many years have passed, the orthodox cultivators are quite upbeat, and there is a person like you, but" as the voice sounded, Zhang Zicheng, who was originally proud, seemed to be hit in the stomach by something, and his whole body was cooked. Shrimp bowed up, and a look of shock appeared on his face. The next moment, Zhang Zicheng suddenly flew backwards, as if he was being stalked by some invisible existence.

beating

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, some didn't understand what happened, only Ning Qi's eyes were a little strange.

After a cup of tea, Zhang Zicheng was suspended in the air with blood on his face. In front of him, a figure appeared, pinching Zhang Zicheng's neck.

"Who are you"

Zhang Zicheng's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. After being beaten up without any resistance, his inexplicable courage seemed to be gradually disappearing.

"After so many years, I seem to have forgotten my name. Back then, they seemed to call me Blood Demon Patriarch"

Shi Tian, ​​Master Zangmeng and the others gasped together, and looked at the figure in disbelief.

The ancestor of the blood demon, that existed in the Mahayana period three million years ago. At the beginning, he unified the entire magic way with his own power, and suppressed the monks of the righteous way. At that time, the Mahayana period in the scene was just It's nothing more than a little monk in the foundation building period or even the gas refining period

"Patriarch Gorefiend, isn't he dead?"

A look of panic gradually appeared in Shi Tian's eyes.