Mu Feng hung in the air, silently staring at the terrifying three-legged fire cauldron below, his eyes cold and ruthless.
Yiding Qiankun is the third form in the fire control technique, and its power is far greater than Yue Zhan and Yuanlun.
Through powerful manipulation techniques, the spiritual fire is condensed into a giant flame cauldron to suppress all things.
If you want to use Yiding Qiankun, you need more powerful fire control technology, and of course it also consumes more energy.
With the flames of war and the cauldron of heaven and earth, Mu Bei will be severely damaged even if he doesn't die.
Mu Feng walked down from the void step by step and landed on the three-legged fire cauldron.
boom!
Mu Feng stepped hard with his right foot, and the three-legged fire cauldron exploded, turning into countless golden flames, sweeping over and hanging in the void behind Mu Feng.
And below the tripod mouth is a pit that is more than ten feet deep. The pit is filled with blazing magma formed by the melting of the earth.
In the center of the magma, Mu Bei lay quietly on his back.
At this moment, Mu Bei's aura was very weak. The phantom of the Thunder God covering him had long since collapsed and dissipated, and his body was even more broken apart, with blood constantly spurting out.
"Mu Feng! You bitch... I actually lost to a bitch like you..."
Mu Bei opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Mu Feng walking towards him, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.
Although he is only the concubine of Mu Shen Mansion and his status is not very high, it is far beyond what Mu Feng, an illegitimate son, can compare to.
But now, with the body of the Thunder King, he was defeated by an illegitimate son and a bastard, and he was defeated so miserably.
boom!
Mu Feng walked up to Mu Bei and stepped hard on the latter's chest, slamming him to the ground.
Poof!
Mu Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in pain.
"You keep calling me a bastard and a loser! Now you have been defeated by the bastard and loser you call me, so who do you think you are?"
"When I first came to Lihuo Kingdom, I didn't care about anything and wanted to take me back to Mu Shen Mansion to question me. I didn't even have a reason. You didn't even think about it. What qualifications do you have?" r> Mu Feng stepped down one by one, each kick made Mu Bei vomit blood, his face became even paler, and his eyes were full of pain.
"How dare you, a bitch, trample on me like this? How dare you?"
Mu Bei's eyes widened angrily, and he roared with hatred and anger, his voice becoming quite sharp.
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu, who had already been thrown to a safe place by Mu Feng and were tied up, looked desperate.
Originally, they pinned all their hopes on Mu Bei, but now, even Mu Bei has been defeated by Mu Feng.
They understood that there was no possibility of escape for them.
"I dare to kill you!"
Mu Feng stepped hard on Mu Bei's mouth, and the spirit energy shook, shattering all the teeth in Mu Bei's mouth.
Mu Bei's pupils shrank, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with tooth powder, his eyes gradually becoming frightened.
He could clearly see the killing intent in Mu Feng's eyes. The latter really wanted to kill him!
"You can't kill me! Behind me is Mu Shen Mansion. If you kill me, Mu Shen Mansion will definitely know about it. By then, you will be hunted by Mu Shen Mansion, and you will have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth."
Mu Bei quickly shouted that he didn't want to die yet. He was still so young and still had many years to live. How could he die like this?
"If you don't want to die, the way is very simple. Tell me everything about Mu Qingcang and why you want to take me back to Mu Shen Mansion. I can consider letting you live!"
Mu Feng looked down at Mu Bei, the murderous intent in his eyes not diminishing but increasing, which made Mu Bei's body tremble with fear, and strong fear arose in his heart.
Mu Bei was stunned for a moment, showing hesitation, and his eyes frequently looked towards the void in the distance.
And that void is the battlefield between Yan Yuhuan and Zhou Qian.
The battle between two ninth-order Martial Kings was extremely terrifying. Even at an altitude of 10,000 meters, people could still feel the powerful force.
Big swings and suffocating breath.
"You don't need to delay! That Zhou Qian can't be Mr. Yan's opponent. His final result will only be killed by Mr. Yan!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Mu Bei sneered and said: "You underestimate Zhou Gan! He is the pinnacle of the ninth-level Martial King. No ninth-level Martial King can kill him, not even this old man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill scream sounded from 10,000 meters above the sky. .??.
A embarrassed figure fell from a high altitude and landed thousands of meters away from Mu Feng and Mu Bei, creating a crater dozens of meters wide.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the moment when the figure fell, deep in the sky, several blood-colored spears filled with terrifying and murderous aura fell, and they all landed on the figure.
When the smoke and dust disappeared, Mu Feng raised his eyes and saw the figure falling to the ground clearly, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Zhou Qian? How is this possible? What is the origin of this old guy?"
Mu Bei stared at the deep pit in the distance. Inside the pit, he saw a sinister old man named Zhou Qian. His limbs were completely pierced by blood-colored spears and he was nailed to the ground.
At this moment, Zhou Qian's breath was sluggish, his body was dripping with blood, and he looked really miserable.
"Old guy! If you dare to stop me, you probably don't even know how to write the word 'death', right?"
Yan Yuhuan stepped down from the void step by step, his snow-white beard and hair flying freely, hunting and hunting, and his whole body was filled with a terrifying aura of killing.
"You...you are the Killing Martial Emperor Yan Yuhuan? I didn't expect that you didn't die. I was defeated unjustly!"
Zhou Qianwa spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at Yan Yuhuan with a sinister gaze, and continued in a low voice: "Kill the Martial Emperor! You should know how powerful Mu Shen Mansion is. I advise you not to make a mistake!"
Yan Yuhuan sneered again and again and said: "Of course I know how powerful Mu Shen Mansion is, but you are riding on my head, do you still want me to let you go?"
"As long as I kill you and then destroy your bodies, who can Did they find out that it was me who did it? Besides, Mu Bei and you are just unimportant people in Mu Shen Mansion. If I kill you, will anyone in Mu Shen Mansion really care?"
Zhou Qian's pupils shrank, and he felt a chill in his heart. He secretly thought that Yan Yuhuan was really shrewd, and he knew how to control the mentality of him and Mu Bei.
When Mu Bei saw this scene, his eyes were completely despairing.
Originally, he was still taking chances and pinned his hopes on Zhou Qian.
As long as Zhou Qian can defeat Yan Yuhuan, he can be successfully rescued.
Although Mu Feng was powerful, he was far behind the ninth-level Martial King. If Zhou Qian came to rescue him, Mu Feng would not be able to stop him, and he might even die at the hands of Zhou Qian.
But now, Zhou Qian was defeated, and the last luck in his heart was gone.
"I said, there's no need to delay! Now tell me everything you know about Mu Qingcang!" Mu Feng said indifferently, with his hands behind his back.
Mu Bei's eyes flickered and he said, "Mu Feng! I can tell you what I know, but you must swear to your inner demons to let me live!"
"Are you qualified to bargain with me now?" Mu Feng's eyes became colder.
"If you don't swear to your inner demon, I won't tell you until you die!"
Mu Bei sneered again and again. He understood Mu Feng's mentality and planned to make good use of this opportunity. He did not believe that Mu Feng would not follow his request.
"In that case! Then you die!"
Mu Feng looked at Mu Bei like he was an idiot, raised his right foot, and the terrifying spiritual essence condensed on the sole of his foot, and stepped down hard.
"You...don't you want to know about Mu Qingcang? Only I can tell you now!" Mu Bei's face hardened and he said hurriedly.
"My patience is limited! It would be easier to kill you and extract your soul to search for it!" Mu Feng's voice was cold.
"No...I'm telling you, let me go...ah..."
Mu Bei quickly begged for mercy, but unfortunately it was too late. Without any hesitation, Mu Feng's right foot, wrapped in terrifying spiritual energy, stepped heavily on Mu Bei's head.