The appearance of the fake Mu Feng was an unexpected surprise. Originally, Mu Feng just wanted to search for any traces of the Wutian organization, but now that he had encountered it, there was no reason to let it go.
He slowly revealed the fact that the twelve people numbered Gui had been eliminated by him.
Suddenly, a chill arose in the hearts of the twelve fake Mu Feng, and none of them knew about this matter before. No matter what, the human beings in front of them seemed to be an existence they could not afford to offend.
At this time, Fake Mu Feng also felt that the human being in front of him was not an easy person to deal with.
As red-robed monks in the Wutian organization, they not only had strong cultivation, but were also very smart, so they immediately made a decision.
"Split up and run!"
The twelve fake Mu Feng didn't hesitate at all, and rushed in all directions like rabbits, fearing that they would be left behind if they were one step slower.
Mu Feng calmly raised his hand, clasping his fingers upward like a cage, and a transparent barrier suddenly rose up around a hundred feet away.
The twelve fake Mu Feng bumped into the barrier directly, and they were shocked because they didn't expect that the barrier would suddenly appear.
The leader, the fake Mu Feng, recognized at a glance that this was not a formation barrier, but a domain barrier. He was suddenly horrified and screamed: "Are you a supreme monk?"
Mu Feng smiled cruelly: "If you guess it correctly, I will reward you with a painful death!"
After that, the power of the avenue was unleashed, and he instantly appeared in front of a fake Mu Feng. The Holy Yuan surged out, like a huge wind and a huge wave, directly sucking him into it.
At that moment, Fake Mu Feng felt his body being torn apart in all directions, as if there were countless hands wrapped around him. The feeling of his body being torn apart bit by bit made him miserable.
Mu Feng stepped forward and pointed his finger at the person's eyebrows to check the person's memory.
As expected, his memory was also manipulated. The moment the memory was checked, it exploded, turning this person into a fool.
But at least I know the numbers of these twelve people. It is Ren, the penultimate one among the heavenly stems. The numbers are from Renzi to Renhai.
"In this case, there is no use in keeping you here. Let's atone for the murders you committed!"
Mu Feng's eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his arms, and the power of the great avenue suddenly filled the air. For these monks in the reincarnation realm, the power of the great avenue was an irresistible force.
Fake Mu Feng screamed at this time, like birds in a cage flying up and down, panicking, but they were soon suppressed to the ground by the power of the avenue, unable to move.
The eight great powers circulated in their bodies in turn, destroying their bones, meridians, and internal organs, causing them to endure tremendous pain.
At the end, Mu Feng's palm gently pressed down, and all the fake Mu Feng's bodies exploded into blood mist, with only the head remaining.
Even after death, these heads still retain the appearance of Mu Feng, which shows that this is not a disguise or other means to deceive people, but a real transformation of the face into Mu Feng!
It is impossible to do this with ordinary means, and even the aura is exactly the same, and he even looks like another Mu Feng.
Of course, Mu Feng didn't want his reputation to become a street rat in the Demon Heaven Realm, so he also wanted to use methods to restore his reputation in the Demon Heaven Realm.
Otherwise in the future It will be more convenient in case you need to ask for help from the demon world.
Qu Tuo, who was not far away, was so frightened that he did not dare to express his anger. The bloody scene made his stomach churn. In comparison, he felt that Mu Feng was more like an underground leader, cruel and ruthless.
"Kudo, go and collect their heads."
Mu Feng suddenly shouted at this time.
Quan Tuo's expression suddenly changed and he waved his hands subconsciously, but he did not dare to say any words of rejection.
"Oh, if you are so courageous, stop saying that you want to be a strong person. You must know that all strong people must have a lot of bones under their bodies!" Mu Feng sarcastically said.
Gutuo was immediately aroused to be competitive. He endured the discomfort and stepped forward to collect all the heads.
Mu Feng nodded, put away his domain, and then quickly left the bamboo forest with Quan Tuo.
Not long after, they returned to the town, and Quan Tuo followed Mu Feng's order and hung ten fake Mu Feng's heads outside the town.
Then they quickly left and reached the mountains behind the town.
Beside a mountain stream, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and lightly hooked it, and a tiny white particle flew directly from not far away, which was a cloud sea mist.
Mu Feng let the sheep demon go before, just to find the person behind the sheep demon. In order to avoid disturbing the situation, he took action after the sheep demon left.
Gutuo on the side seemed a little numb, because Mu Feng had given him enough shocks, and every move seemed to have deep meaning.
"Let's go, there are a lot of monsters hiding here."
Mu Feng smiled coldly, grabbed the dog and swept it forward, like a breeze blowing on the grass.
Deep in the mountain stream, in an inaccessible place, a building was built, like a temple, but it exuded a cold atmosphere.
There are many demon cultivators patrolling around the stone palace, but they are not very strong, not much higher than Inu Tuo.
"How many people are here?" Mu Feng turned around and asked.
Quan Tuo swallowed, then took a deep breath, and began to distinguish the breath carefully. After a while, he opened his eyes, and his eyes sparkled with light.
"There are a total of one hundred and twenty-six people here, and everyone is covered in blood. Only one person is special. He seems to have never killed other monsters. He is drinking behind the stone palace at this time."
Mu Feng nodded, feeling glad that he had met Qu Tuo. With him by his side, he could save a lot of things.
"You follow me, don't fall behind."
He then took a step forward and suddenly appeared ten feet away.
Doguo's eyes widened and he shouted: "How can I catch up?" and hurriedly chased after him.
The demon cultivators patrolling around the stone palace are all wearing black robes, which are very distinctive. People can recognize at a glance that this place is a branch of the Wutian organization.
Several people in black robes quickly discovered Mu Feng, but before they could speak, Mu Feng passed through the gap between them, and then the two figures exploded into two masses of blood mist.
As Mu Feng walked along, as long as he could see the black-robed people, they all turned into a ball of blood mist, like charming red flowers, blooming step by step.
Quan Tuo followed behind, as if he was used to such shocks.
Soon, they arrived outside the branch hall. At this time, the people in the branch hall did not know what happened, but they saw the God of Death approaching, ruthlessly harvesting lives. The appearance of Fake Mu Feng was an unexpected surprise.
Originally Mu Feng just wanted to search for any traces of the Wutian Organization, but now that he had encountered it, there was no reason to let it go.
He slowly revealed the fact that the twelve people numbered Gui had been eliminated by him.
Suddenly, a chill arose in the hearts of the twelve fake Mu Feng, and none of them knew about this matter before. No matter what, the human beings in front of them seemed to be an existence they could not afford to offend.
At this time, Fake Mu Feng also felt that the human being in front of him was not an easy person to deal with.
As red-robed monks in the Wutian organization, they not only had strong cultivation, but were also very smart, so they immediately made a decision.
"Run separately!" .??.
The twelve fake Mu Feng didn't hesitate at all, and rushed in all directions like rabbits, fearing that they would be left behind if they were one step slower.
Mu Feng calmly raised his hand, clasping his fingers upward like a cage, and a transparent barrier suddenly rose up around a hundred feet away.
The twelve fake Mu Feng bumped into the barrier directly, and they were shocked because they didn't expect that the barrier would suddenly appear.
The leader, the fake Mu Feng, recognized at a glance that this was not a formation barrier, but a domain barrier. He was suddenly horrified and screamed: "Are you a supreme monk?"
Mu Feng smiled cruelly: "If you guess it correctly, I will reward you with a painful death!"
After that, the power of the avenue was unleashed, and he instantly appeared in front of a fake Mu Feng. The Holy Yuan surged out, like a huge wind and a huge wave, directly sucking him into it.
At that moment, Fake Mu Feng felt his body being torn apart in all directions, as if there were countless hands wrapped around him. The feeling of his body being torn apart bit by bit made him miserable.
Mu Feng stepped forward and pointed his finger at the person's eyebrows to check the person's memory.
As expected, his memory was also manipulated. The moment the memory was checked, it exploded, turning this person into a fool.
But at least I know the numbers of these twelve people. It is Ren, the penultimate one among the heavenly stems. The numbers are from Renzi to Renhai.
"In this case, there is no use in keeping you here. Let's atone for the murders you committed!"
Mu Feng's eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his arms, and the power of the great avenue suddenly filled the air. For these monks in the reincarnation realm, the power of the great avenue was an irresistible force.
Fake Mu Feng screamed at this time, like birds in a cage flying up and down, panicking, but they were soon suppressed to the ground by the power of the avenue, unable to move.
The eight great powers circulated in their bodies in turn, destroying their bones, meridians, and internal organs, causing them to endure tremendous pain.
At the end, Mu Feng's palm gently pressed down, and all the fake Mu Feng's bodies exploded into blood mist, with only the head remaining.
Even after death, these heads still retain the appearance of Mu Feng, which shows that this is not a disguise or other means to deceive people, but a real transformation of the face into Mu Feng!
It is impossible to do this with ordinary means, and even the aura is exactly the same, and he even looks like another Mu Feng.
Of course, Mu Feng didn't want his reputation to become a street rat in the Demon Heaven Realm, so he also wanted to use methods to restore his reputation in the Demon Heaven Realm.
Otherwise in the future It will be more convenient in case you need to ask for help from the demon world.
Qu Tuo, who was not far away, was so frightened that he did not dare to express his anger. The bloody scene made his stomach churn. In comparison, he felt that Mu Feng was more like an underground leader, cruel and ruthless.
"Kudo, go and collect their heads."
Mu Feng suddenly shouted at this time.
Quan Tuo's expression suddenly changed and he waved his hands subconsciously, but he did not dare to say any words of rejection.
"Oh, if you are so courageous, stop saying that you want to be a strong person. You must know that all strong people must have a lot of bones under their bodies!" Mu Feng sarcastically said.
Gutuo was immediately aroused to be competitive. He endured the discomfort and stepped forward to collect all the heads.
Mu Feng nodded, put away his domain, and then quickly left the bamboo forest with Quan Tuo.
Not long after, they returned to the town, and Quan Tuo followed Mu Feng's order and hung ten fake Mu Feng's heads outside the town.
Then they quickly left and reached the mountains behind the town.
Beside a mountain stream, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and lightly hooked it, and a tiny white particle flew directly from not far away, which was a cloud sea mist.
Mu Feng let the sheep demon go before, just to find the person behind the sheep demon. In order to avoid disturbing the situation, he took action after the sheep demon left.
Gutuo on the side seemed a little numb, because Mu Feng had given him enough shocks, and every move seemed to have deep meaning.
"Let's go, there are a lot of monsters hiding here."
Mu Feng smiled coldly, grabbed the dog and swept it forward, like a breeze blowing on the grass.
Deep in the mountain stream, in an inaccessible place, a building was built, like a temple, but it exuded a cold atmosphere.
There are many demon cultivators patrolling around the stone palace, but they are not very strong, not much higher than Inu Tuo.
"How many people are here?" Mu Feng turned around and asked.
Quan Tuo swallowed, then took a deep breath, and began to distinguish the breath carefully. After a while, he opened his eyes, and his eyes sparkled with light.
"There are a total of one hundred and twenty-six people here, and everyone is covered in blood. Only one person is special. He seems to have never killed other monsters. He is drinking behind the stone palace at this time."
Mu Feng nodded, feeling glad that he had met Qu Tuo. With him by his side, he could save a lot of things.
"You follow me, don't fall behind."
He then took a step forward and suddenly appeared ten feet away.
Doguo's eyes widened and he shouted: "How can I catch up?" and hurriedly chased after him.
The demon cultivators patrolling around the stone palace are all wearing black robes, which are very distinctive. People can recognize at a glance that this place is a branch of the Wutian organization.
Several people in black robes quickly discovered Mu Feng, but before they could speak, Mu Feng passed through the gap between them, and then the two figures exploded into two masses of blood mist.
As Mu Feng walked along, as long as he could see the black-robed people, they all turned into a ball of blood mist, like charming red flowers, blooming step by step.
Quan Tuo followed behind, as if he was used to such shocks.
Soon, they arrived outside the branch hall. At this time, the people in the branch hall did not know what happened, but they saw the God of Death approaching, ruthlessly harvesting lives.