As soon as the strong shore powerhouse on Mu Dehai showed his aura, his confidence immediately increased and he said proudly: "You know your highness's strength now, why don't you surrender obediently? Hand over the secret of this demon soldier altar, and then swear to be loyal to me, so that you can spare you and give you a great fortune!"

As he spoke, the half-moon shovel-shaped aura soldier was constantly wandering and changing above the head of the demon son, chasing the beasts and birds transformed from true qi, like living things. ←,.

This time it was Liu Kuangtu and Gao Tianliang's turn to change their faces slightly, and they were sweating for Ling Qingfeng.

The world here is too evil, and the martial artist's cultivation is too high. At such a super high level, the two of them have never seen it.

Ling Qingfeng's expression was normal, just looking at the demon officer and said casually: "Oh! He is a little stronger than just now, but are you sure you will be beaten again? I won't show mercy again when I attack this time!"

"Bold!" Mu Dehaiman thought he had shown his cultivation level of a powerful man in the verge of the strait. This group of people immediately turned over and bowed, shocked by the gods and instantly felt great humiliation. How could the powerful be humiliated?

The half-moon shovel-shaped air soldier above his head shot out, slashing down on his head, and slashing straight towards Ling Qingfeng!

Ling Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and shook his head gently.

Boom! A peerless aura rose into the sky, and eight physical aura soldiers appeared around Ling Qingfeng's body instantly, and each one was cold and cold flames were overwhelming.

The quality of these eight Qi soldiers is much higher than that of Mudehai's half-month shovel. This suddenly exploded and directly hit the half-month shovel and flew out, causing a defeat to the army, and even unable to retain the shape of the weapon.

Mu Dehai also opened his eyes wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his momentum disappeared.

Ling Qingfeng didn't even move his hands and feet, but he released his breath, which shocked the Jue'an strong man who had already condensed into a gas soldier and vomited blood. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gongsun Zhiqing would never have dreamed of such a scene even if she had dreamed.

"Aman, your injury is healed?"

"Well, it's all better, and the realm has been improved a little. It feels pretty good!" Ling Qingfeng stretched out his arms and replied with a smile.

Gongsun Zhiqing covered her chest and said in surprise: "Oh my God! This has only improved a little? Have you become a Juean strongman? And she has not only condensed a weapon? How did you do it?"

Ling Qingfeng smiled without saying a word. He broke through the realm and became a powerful man in the Death Ran. However, these eight qi soldiers were not condensed by themselves, but the will of the eight demon soldiers. They both took him as the main body, which saved a lot of effort.

"Can you still fight?" Ling Qingfeng turned his head and asked Mu Dehai.

The powerful Jue'an who was arrogant just now has become a wilted chicken. He is also a powerful Jue'an, and he has condensed eight qi soldiers. How can he fight this? Even if the soldiers around him are added, he is probably not a match for this person!

Mu Dehai thought about it and respectfully clasped his fists at Ling Qingfeng. He said, "Sir, I am not your opponent, so there is no need to fight this fight!"

He is not annoying with such a bachelor temper. Ling Qingfeng smiled and said, "Okay! Take your people away! I have taken these weapons away, don't you have any objection?"

While speaking, Ling Qingfeng used his toes to lift the Moon-Slaying White Crane Axe and Blood-Blade Spider Demon Sword on the Altar of the Demon Soldiers, and kicked it to Gao Tianliang and Liu Kuangtu respectively.

"This axe is suitable for you, Lao Liu will use it first! You can keep this knife Xiaogao and protect yourself. Let's take a few other weapons back for others to use!"

The beast souls in these demon soldiers are now in Ling Qingfeng's body. Although they cannot summon battle beasts, their materials and sharpness are above the top level of the Central Continent. They are just right for the brothers to use.

Mu Dehai looked at it and his eyes turned, and he suddenly said, "Sir, I was offended just now, please forgive me! You and your friend don't look like a Zhongzhou clan. I wonder which tribe on the grassland?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Ling Qingfeng frowned. If this person hadn't wanted to recruit Liu Kuangtu and the others just now, he would have turned against him and killed people.

Mudehai gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Sir, I don't know that the war between the gods and the countries on the Central continent is imminent. We sincerely want to invite Mr. to join. As long as we join forces with the gods, the grassland tribes will surely prosper under the leadership of Mr., and then we can overthrow the rule of the Central continent together and share the great mountains and rivers!"

"Oh? Why do you think we are a grassland tribe?" Ling Qingfeng asked with a smile.

Mu Dehai secretly felt a little sweat in his heart, thinking that since this fierce man was willing to speak, he would have something to talk about.

"We have been fighting for so long, and no one on your side uses the magic summoning technique. You have no war beasts to hang around. Apart from our gods, there are only grassland tribes." Mu Dehai said jokingly.

"Oh! This explanation is acceptable. Then let me ask you, how powerful is your god clan? You are going to attack the entire Central continent? If our grassland tribe joins you, what are the benefits?"

Ling Qingfeng paused, shook his head as if he was talking to himself, and said, "Ha, I have forgotten, you are just a little officer, how can you know this!"

Mude's sea turned red. He knew that his strength was not good, which led to the distrust of others. He immediately raised his chest and shouted: "Sir! The surname Mu is in the lower class, and he is the direct descendant of the most important family of the gods. In our gods, there are more than 300 powerful people like me, five thousand powerful people in Wukong, and countless powerful people in the secret realm of Lingkong. How many powerful people in the Zhongzhou continent are there? How many powerful people in Wukong? When our gods arrive, it will surely be like destroying and making achievements, and it is just around the corner!"

"Oh! It sounds pretty good. How many of your gods are above the powerful people in the Juean? Everyone in the Central Continent has summoned beasts. What do you gods rely on? Does it rely on the iron box around your waist?" Ling Qingfeng said casually with an idea.

Mu Dehai knew that the other party was a grassland tribe, and he didn't have so much concern in his heart. He said casually: "There are six broken saints in my gods, and the invincible God Emperor in the world. With only His Majesty, he can kill all the saints in Zhongzhou!"

"If it weren't for the fact that the gods were summoned by gods everywhere in Zhongzhou, my gods would have been here long ago! Mr. has a good eye, and the iron box on our waist is the key to dealing with the summoned beasts! Mr. is a powerful man in the Juean, and he must be a big figure in the grassland tribe. If you are willing to join forces with the gods, the gods are willing to share the secret of this iron box with the grassland tribe!"

Hearing these words, Gongsun Zhiqing's heart was thumping. Unexpectedly, this trip to the wasteland, he could actually learn about the news that the demons attacked the Central Continent, and he also had the opportunity to learn about the secret weapons used by the demons to fight the summoned beasts. This was an unexpected surprise.

However, she was a little happy and worried. The demon clan was powerful and the strong were everywhere. However, the countries in the Central Continent fought endlessly. The enemy was strong and we were weak. Will Aman turn against each other for the benefit of the grassland tribe?

If we consider the interests of the entire tribe, joining forces with the demons is indeed much more cost-effective than guarding the border for the Huoluo Kingdom and fighting against the Young Marshal's Army. If Aman thinks this is a good opportunity to revitalize the grassland tribe, then it would be very embarrassing that she, the eldest princess of Huoluo Kingdom, was caught in the middle.

"Forget it, if Aman really wants to join forces with the demons, then I have to help him with advice. If the demon cub is not allowed to take advantage of it, at most, when we fight to the Kingdom of Huoluo, we will just not help each other!"

"No, no! The demon clan is cruel and easy to kill, and is the life-and-death enemy of the people of Zhongzhou. How can I be so soft-hearted? I should advise Aman not to cooperate with them!"

"Oh, but, but it doesn't seem cruel to face this team of demon soldiers. Instead, they are so passionate about winning over Aman. This leading officer is clearly a member of the top leaders of the demons and can match him. What should I do?"

Gongsun Zhiqing was in a state of confusion, and all kinds of thoughts were constantly in her mind. For a moment, the east wind overwhelmed the west wind, and for a moment, the west wind overwhelmed the things. She only felt that the country was hatred, the family was long, and the children were in love, and the disputes were endless.

Ling Qingfeng was interested in the metal box on the waist of the demon soldiers and asked with a smile: "Let's talk, how can this box fight against the summoned beast?"

Mudehai pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and asked a soldier behind him to step forward.

"Fly a few times and let the sir take a look!" Mudehai ordered.

The demon soldier nodded, slapped the metal box around his waist, and two steel wires shot out quickly, and nailed to the opposite rock wall like lightning.

It was a while, and then I saw the soldier raise his arm and shoot out, using the two steel wires to leverage the force and gliding through the air.

Then the sword light flashed, and the soldier waved his sword while flying, and took advantage of the high-speed movement to kill three consecutively. One of them stopped rapidly and then flew obliquely to the other side of the rock wall.

It turned out that the metal box around his waist sprayed out the steel wire again, and unknowingly, there were two other landing points, which naturally made it change direction at will in the air, as flexible as a spider spitting silk.

Ling Qingfeng finally saw some tricks. The metal box on the soldier's waist was indeed extraordinary. With this treasure, these demon soldiers were equivalent to offsetting the speed advantage of the summoned beast. Moreover, with the help of the power of this box, they can not only perform short-term high-speed flights in the air, but also change directions and angles at will. Such magical skills can be compared to the exclusive skills of the Wukong Desperate Strong, and their attack power is more than twice as strong.

And the most important thing is that these soldiers are good at cooperating after training. It would be fine if one person uses such an attack method. The most terrifying thing is that when ten people and hundreds of people use this technique together, even the strong men in Wukong's desperate situation may suffer a great loss.
Chapter completed!