For a moment, at the foot of the whole Tianjie mountain, the scream of meat mountain could not be heard. Soon, the ten meter high meat mountain was cut into pieces by the people.

The broken meat was scattered on the ground, and a small meat ball jumped out of the pile of broken meat and fled to the distance. Zhan Wuming immediately chased up and hit the meat ball with a fist. The meat ball burst like a blood bubble and scattered.

"Ah!!!" The blue-green flame burst from a distance in an instant, forming a huge fire dragon. At the dragon's head, the flame on the fire ghost has burned to the extreme.

The fire dragon ran into Zhan Wuming very fast, and the flesh and blood of Zhan Wuming were eroded rapidly under the corrosion of Yin fire. Zhan Wuming only felt bursts of heart piercing pain coming from the flesh and blood, and he immediately retreated quickly.

Another venerable person around Zhan Wuming had already lurked up. Seeing that Zhan Wuming was injured, he secretly touched the back of the fire ghost and stabbed the back of the fire ghost with a sword.

On the other side, the witch's body was cut into hundreds of sections. Although she was still wriggling, this time, she never recovered.

The flame on the fire ghost finally faded, and the whole man fell off the fire dragon's back and fell to the ground. Yin Fire Dragon rushed to the ground and corroded the ground into a huge pit.

Zhan wusheng breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was bleeding, for him, it was just a trauma. He looked into the sky. There was red lightning in the dark clouds, and there was a very oppressive smell.

"Let's go. The breath in the transmission array is too strong for us to deal with." Zhan wusheng's face changed and said to the other dignitaries beside him.

However, the one closest to Zhan Wuming was already dead, and then his eyes became cold. He stared at Zhan Wuming and said, "Zhan Wuming, what do you mean? It's just that he hurt the others. Now even his own people want to frame him?"

Zhan Wuming was still calm and said, "I'm not trying to hurt him. Think about it, he is the venerable of the space system. If he can't run away, can he run away when we go? Or do you want to drag him down?"

"Then you go." Zhan Jingyun looked at Zhan Wuming and smiled contemptuously. Then he would fly towards the sky.

Zhan Wuming sneered, turned around and was about to leave, but saw a figure falling towards the ground in the sky, and his pupils could not help shrinking.

The falling figure he saw clearly was the venerable of the space Department of the war family. Only because the power in the transmission array was too strong, the venerable couldn't resist the power on the other side, so he was badly hurt and fell to the ground.

The space venerable fell from Zhan Wuming's face. Zhan Wuming quickly reached out and hugged him and asked, "elder, are you okay?"

The elder's eyes twinkled with a moving color, shook his head, but said to Zhan Wuming: "master, go, those in the cloud are not people, they are monsters, and you can't fight."

Zhan Wuming nodded, his face was gloomy, carried the space Department venerable on his back, and said to the other venerable: "go quickly." He said that and turned to leave. But just then, a burst of laughter came from the sky, which was very harsh, just like two pieces of iron scraping each other, making people feel goose bumps all over.

"Want to go? Have you asked us?" A tall man with blue gray body and bat wings on his back rushed to Zhan Wuming's position, very fast.

"Cruelty, seize him, they killed nine generals, and the man in front of you is the owner of their house." The curse devil also appeared in the clouds. With him, there were bloody thunder all over the sky, falling constantly, enveloping the rest of the venerable ones.

"Yes." The cruel devil shouted angrily and rushed towards Zhan wusheng. Zhan wusheng's face sank and hit the cruel devil with a fist. The two punched each other, and the cruel devil couldn't help shaking his hand and muttering, "Oh, my strength is still very strong, which makes my hands sour."

Seeing the reaction of the cruel devil, Zhan lifeless's pupil could not help shrinking, and his heart was even more frightened. He did his best just now. When he hit it, even his shoulder was painful and almost dislocated. However, seeing the appearance of the cruel devil, he just shook his hand and was safe. Zhan wusheng felt that his heart beat a lot faster.

When the cruel devil saw Zhan Wuming punching him, he retreated, immediately followed him, grabbed Zhan Wuming's arm with both hands and pulled it violently. I only heard a "click", and Zhan lifeless's arm was so forcibly dislocated. Behind Zhan Wuming, the space venerable fell from Zhan Wuming's back and reluctantly controlled his body to fall to the ground.

At this time, the cruel devil followed Zhan wusheng and punched him in the face. Zhan Wuming only felt the Venus in front of him and a backhand punch, but he was soft and had no strength.

The cruel devil finished with one punch, but it was still not enough. A dozen punches fell on Zhan wusheng like a storm. He scolded: "do you know what you did? You killed nine generals, who are Lord Tianmo's favorite men. You killed them. Do you know what punishment I will bear next?"

"It's none of my business. Demons are demons. Since you come to the human world, you must die for me." Zhan Wuling forcibly restrained a burst of blood gas surging in his body and shouted angrily at the cruel devil.

However, the cruel devil smiled cruelly, revealing his scarlet gums, which was particularly penetrating. He grabbed Zhan lifeless's collar and said, "well, in that case, I'll let you experience the feeling that life is worse than death when you are punished by Lord Tianmo."

He said, grabbed Zhan lifeless's arm and twisted it violently. The arm was hard broken. Zhan Wuming, a friar of the war family, has the power of crazy war. Naturally, he practices more in a partial phase. On weekdays, even if his body is forcibly smashed on a mountain, it will only be the hill that collapsed, rather than fighting without life.

But now, the arm as hard as iron is like tofu in the hand of the cruel devil, which makes Zhan lifeless feel a touch of despair.

He also stopped fighting back and ran away quickly to escape the pursuit of the cruel devil. However, the cruel devil had already recognized Zhan Wuming and would not let go easily. After catching up, he kicked Zhan Wuming's back and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

On the other side, the other three masters of the war family naturally lost ground against the two demon kings. They dodged hard in the thunder of blaming demons, but they were constantly harassed by confused demons. Soon they were black as coke by lightning.