v17 Chapter 1032： Fall down a row

Xiao Zhanfeng is very tall, a bull, a man, wearing a heavy golden armor and a red cloak. There are more than a dozen iron chains outside the armor, covering a gorgeous body.

He stood there like a mountain. Behind the monstrous magic flame, several flames dyed the entire sky red.

"Meet the devil!"

"Meet the boss!"

As soon as Xiao Zhanfeng appeared, countless powerful demons bowed and saluted.

Xiao Zhanfeng smiled, and the whole temple shook three times. He took off his cloak and took **** away. He came to the statue of the magic sacred warrior and shook the sky, completing his worship. He walked out of the temple and looked at the sun. He laughed loudly and said: "It is late now, the time is right, and bring all the living human monks here!"

The next dozen demon commanders agreed, and soon thousands of human monks were taken to the vicinity of Mosuo Temple.

Zifengyin is in the space of the lotus throne. He found that the commander of the demon clan was as terrible as Qin Nantu, the master of Qin Feng, and Shangguan Qingluan, the master of Pearl.

At first, he was in Mingzhu Mountain. After taking Xueer away, even though he was hiding in the lotus space, he was still fanned to the mountainside by Shangguan Qingluan.

Therefore, facing the unfathomable Demon King with Bull Head and Ghost Face, Zi Feng did not dare to be careless.

Finally, I saw a thousand human monks who were sacrificed alive by hell. But for a while, Zifeng made another mistake. If there are ten or eight human monks, he might put them all in the lotus throne space.

However, because 1,000 celebrity monks are distributed in such a vast area, it is impossible to save everyone at once.

Besides, this was still in the eyes of the unfathomable Demon King, and it was even more difficult to save them.

How can we save them? Zifeng looked calm as usual, but he was already worried.

Zifeng opened the lotus space, quietly left the forbidden area of ​​the temple, and slowly approached the human monk.

A thousand monks of human race, all in ragged clothes, yellow and thin faces, some wore the clothes of ordinary monks, and some wore frontier war uniforms.

Zifeng's eyes swept across the human monks one by one, but unfortunately there were no figures of Master Ku, Big Brother, and Second Brother.

Did Master Ku’s elder brother and second brother really have an accident? Zifeng's heart sank immediately.

But in any case, Zifeng would tell the thousands of monks who had been rescued that, as a person, he must not stand by and watch his compatriots being sacrificed by the demons.

As for how to rescue them all from the magic cave, this is indeed a difficult problem.

Soon, the demon king Xiao Zhan announced that the sacrifice had officially begun.

All magic soldiers and generals knelt on the ground to worship the temple.

After a while, 49 magic commanders walked out of the crowd and walked towards the human monks who were tied up.

The ceremony will be held in a large pit at the foot of the mountain. Forty-nine magic commanders will do it themselves.

They will use magic flames to burn all 1,000 celebrity monks alive. The demon army is like driving a herd of cattle, driving thousands of monks down the mountain. Among the human monks, there was no unbearable outcry.

However, as revenge is a hard whip!

Pity these monks, the old wounds are not good, and the new ones have been added.

At this time, human dignity disappeared. They are like a group of slaughtered lambs. They are depressed, forced, depressed, helpless and helpless.

Hell soldiers chased them with whips. They looked for fun from time to time and waved their whips at them a few times. They went all the way down the mountain. The stone steps were stained with human blood.

Zifengyin walked all the way to the lotus space at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at these magic soldiers, like driving a herd of cows, driving more than 1,000 celebrity monks into the crater, watching 49 magic commanders come to the edge of the crater, their hideous faces shouting spells.

Zifeng looked at the timing to maximize the space of the rosette, and then he pushed the space of the rosette into a huge pit.

At the same time, a huge magic flame released by 49 magic commanders swept through thousands of celebrity monks in this huge pit.

However, a very strange scene appeared.

The magic flame still roared in the air, but thousands of celebrity monks suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Zifeng pushed the lotus space to the extreme, almost bringing a thousand human monks into the space with lightning.

Almost at the same time, he hit the lotus space with magic flames.

Zifeng didn't care about the monstrous flames outside, he knew the abnormal defense power of the lotus heart space.

He poured more thoughts into the space of a thousand monks. In order to prevent their small space from being exposed, and to make them an income space, Zifeng would start hypnosis and hypnotize all the monks.

Looking around, I saw thousands of people lying on the green grass, all in a coma.

Zifeng discovered that in his sleep, these monks still instinctively absorbed the vitality in the lotus space.

The little black bird let out a scream of protest.

Zifeng smiled and said: Let them temporarily absorb some light wheels, and send them all back to Bluestone City tomorrow.

After listening to Zifeng's words, the little black bird closed his eyes reluctantly, and just made a gesture of not seeing or disturbing.

Qin Chenxi, Wu You and others were in the distance, watching Zifeng's every move curiously. Seeing that Zifeng made a small amount of money for so many people at the same time, Wu You and others were shocked.

Qin Chenxi whispered: "Zifeng, this animal has become more and more ridiculous. Besides us, he has brought so many slaves. Why doesn't God open his eyes and take a look? A thunderbolt brought him back. "

Wu You said with a frustrated expression: "Don't talk about the thunderbolt. Even ten thunders and lightnings have nothing to do with Zifeng. In the biographies, I have heard about how people rebelled. Now I realize that Zifeng is in the biographies. The villain. We were born in the same era as him. This is our sorrow."

Qin Chenxi opened her mouth, a little unconvinced, she still wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed weakly and looked at Zifeng's back in the distance with a confused expression. Xiao Yang had only one head on the ground, looking at the 1,000 celebrity monks in Zifeng's income space from a distance, and he was immediately stunned.

"How is this possible? Isn't these 1,000 humble little reptiles a living sacrifice for the King of Magic? Why are they here? Has Zifeng penetrated into my Holy Father's heart and rescued those 1,000 sacrifices?"

Xiao Yang took a cigarette from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. He swallowed hard. He licked his tongue and said: "Absolutely impossible! In my Father's heart, my father is in charge, and Zifeng will never enter my Father's heart."