This immortal is a bit fierce

Seeing Zhizhuo trying to escape, Huang Feng released the third red bird. Although he didn't know what other weird methods the Wu clan had, he had killed so many people in order to rebuild his body. How could he be allowed to escape? .

Zhizhuo was extremely frightened. How could such a powerful move be used casually? After the collapse of Heavenly Dao, human monks should not have such strength. It is impossible!

"Damn it!" Seeing the red bird pounce on him, Zhizhuo had no choice but to abandon this newly reshaped body. Although he had already thought about it, he would find a way to get a new one when he returned to the wilderness, but he never thought that he would Fold here.

The soul-raising tank was also destroyed. If he lost his body again, it was unknown whether he could return to the wilderness.

Zhizhuo had a lot to think about at the moment, so he quickly painted the blood talisman on his body, separated his body from his soul, and stayed in place to stop the red bird, while his soul continued to flee.

In just a moment, the red bird burned his sin-filled body to ashes, and the aftereffects of the burst of spiritual energy almost tore his childish soul into pieces, but he still survived.

The weak Zhizhuo looked back at the way he came. He was hundreds of miles away from Niujiao Mountain. The towering peaks were as small as grains of rice, not to mention the yellow maple, which was already out of sight.

"Did you escape?" Just as Zhizhuo was about to rejoice, powerful spiritual thoughts locked him from the sky again, and the fourth red bird soared into the sky.

"Impossible, this is already an immortal method!" Zhizhuo was going crazy. In his heyday, he had seen countless powerful human beings, but no one had ever been able to use such a terrifying method.

He couldn't understand it, but now if he wanted to survive, he had the only way to do it, which was the magic of the witch clan.

But this also makes Zhizhuo even more desperate. There is no god now, but since death is inevitable, he can only take a gamble.

The leaders of the demon clan are not dead, and not all the ancestral witches have died. After the war, it is possible that they fell into a deep sleep or lingered. If one of them regained some strength, he might be able to save him.

No longer hesitating, Zhizhuo gambled on the remaining power of his soul and used the art of seduction.

He was once considered a strong man in the witch clan. He was very accomplished in witchcraft and used magic. There seemed to be a voice in the dark calling out to those ancient and powerful beings.

Then, he vaguely heard a response, seeming to ask who he was.

Zhizhuo was overjoyed and was about to answer when he realized that the red bird was in front of him and shouted quickly: "Descendants of the Wu Clan, please help me!"

Then he felt that the consciousness that came through the magic of divine trance glanced at the red bird, stopped answering, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhizhuo is confused, what do you mean?

Unfortunately, before he could figure it out, the red bird swallowed him up.

After thousands of years of breathing and exerting a lot of hard work, how could I have expected that the extreme joy will lead to sorrow, and before I can enjoy the joy of reshaping the body, it will disappear into ashes and disappear in the world.

Seeing that the third red bird destroyed the young body, Huang Feng expected that there was nothing he could do, so after the fourth red bird flew out, he confidently stopped and turned his attention back to Niujiao Mountain.

The miasma released by Zhizhuo hadn't dissipated yet, so he didn't get close, thinking whether to plow Niujiao Mountain or leave it to Ding Jin.

The leader of the Five Poisons had just been smitten by Zhizhuo, and had been killed for him as the first blow of the "Red Bird Moving Cloud Technique". At the moment, the remaining monsters on Niujiao Mountain were in a panic, and there was no threat at all, so there was no need for him to continue to take action. .

At this time, he suddenly noticed that someone was coming from afar. Huang Feng looked over carefully. He was quite young. He was holding a square-shaped painted halberd. He was very powerful and had the air of a general.

This man came to the vicinity of Niujiao Mountain and saw the lingering miasma and the five poisonous monsters all over the mountain. Without saying a word, he picked up the Fangtian Painted Halberd and swung it towards Niujiao Mountain.

Fang Tian's painted halberd circled and flew towards Niujiao Mountain. A hurricane rose from the ground and enveloped the entire Niujiao Mountain in an instant, killing all the monsters in it.

It's a pity that the mountain is also bald, but the miasma has long killed the vegetation on the mountain, so he can't blame him.

Seeing this forceful approach, Huang Feng probably guessed who this person was. It was probably Jiang Lu who came after receiving the news.

"Master Jiang?" Huang Feng greeted the other party.

He had met Ding Fengyun before. As the commander of the Demon Collection Division, Master Ding was quite aloof and arrogant. Although Jiang Lu was known as the youngest commander of the Demon Collection Division, he had earned this title for decades. Having held a high position for so long, he estimated that he should be similar to Ding Fengyun.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lu raised his hand, recalled Fang Tian's painted halberd, came to him and said enthusiastically: "Do you recognize me? I noticed a battle in Niujiao Mountain from a distance. I just found that these monsters were in a panic. The leader should have been Did you kill him?"

"yes."

As soon as Huang Feng said a word, Jiang Lu snatched the words away: "Thank you, thank you. As the commander of the Demon Collection Department of Daxia, thank you for everything you have done for Daxia. Brother, are you interested in joining the Demon Collection Department? , if you are willing to come, I will immediately get you a position as a commander, and maybe you will become the fourth commander soon!"

Huang Feng was a little confused. This Lord Jiang was different from what he thought. He joked: "Isn't there a fourth commander?"

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment and felt a little embarrassed: "Brother, it's not that I don't want to, but you are new to the industry. In addition to your strength, you also need time to familiarize yourself with the rules of the Demon Collection Department. You must produce results and be recognized by the other two commanders and His Majesty. Only then can you sit in command."

Huang Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that he had misunderstood and thought that he was asking for the fourth commander. He quickly explained: "I misunderstood. The fourth person I mentioned is from Muda."

When Jiang Lu heard this, he was shocked: "You actually know Mr. Mu?"

Huang Feng nodded: "I know you."

At this time, Ding Jin finally arrived and found that Jiang Lu didn't seem to know Huang Feng. Huang Feng was not in a hurry to explain, so he stepped forward and said, "Master Jiang, this is a friend of His Highness."

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness Changning."

Jiang Lu thought for a while: "I remember, are you Huang Feng? I heard Lord Ding mention it before. When the ghosts in Zhaoyang were in chaos, I happened to be away from the city. Since you are a friend of His Highness, you should join the demon collection. Si!”

Huang Feng was rarely speechless, so persistent?

"Not ordinary friends." Ding Jin whispered again.

"Why is it not ordinary?" Jiang Lu was puzzled. Seeing Ding Jin wink at him, he suddenly realized after a while, "Oh... In this case, it would be more appropriate. There is no need to review the identity and experience."

Free of political review, right? Huang Feng cursed in his heart and said hurriedly: "Thank you Master Jiang for the promotion, I will not consider joining the Demon Division. If the people are in trouble, I will not stand by and watch."

After being rejected, Jiang Lu showed undisguised regret and a little sadness. Huang Feng almost thought that he had rejected a girl's confession.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lu quickly regained his energy and turned to look at the man who had followed Ding Jin and had the cultivation level of the Hedao realm, as well as the two monks beside him who were still in the Void realm, and asked enthusiastically: "You guys Are you interested in joining the Ji Yaosi?"

"..." Huang Feng was completely speechless. He wanted to ask, Mr. Jiang, is it your hobby to recruit people into your gang?