With the naked eye alone, you can see the true body of the monster hidden in the body. Such a thing was almost unthinkable before. However, if this is not the reason, what else could be the reason
No demon king can figure it out.
But the fact is the fact. Fang Zhengzheng blasted a hand from the Demon King's mouth, and then directly pinched the Demon King's real body from the body.
"Crack!" A crisp sound of broken bones echoed on the Jianfeng cliff of Tiandao Pavilion, making all the demon kings couldn't help but shiver down their backs.
At the same time, a golden demon pill also spit out from the mouth of Demon King Gu Nu, floating quietly in the air, exuding dazzling light.
"This guy... is more than just a saint!"
"who is he?!"
"Is it Mu Qingfeng from Tiandao Pavilion? Or the Moshan Stone from Fuxi Valley? Or the Dao Soul from Yin Yang Palace?"
Ideas flashed through the minds of the other seven demon kings, but they were quickly rejected one by one. The reason was that the method of the person in front of them was completely different from Mu Qingfeng and others.
Moreover, the most important thing is that they clearly know the strength of Mu Qingfeng and others. Even if Mu Qingfeng can kill the Demon King alone, it will never be so easy.
too fast!
With just a simple confrontation, Gu Nu, who had the strength of the Demon King, was killed, and the method used was still so weird.
"I heard that there are powerful people in the divine realm in this Tiandao Pavilion?" After Fang Zhengzheng cut off Gu Nu's neck, he casually put the floating demon pill into his arms, and then slowly turned his eyes to the people surrounding Pingyang. The seven demon kings around him had a rich silvery white light in their eyes.
"Silver eyes?!"
"It's Mengtian!"
"He is Mengtian?! Holy God of War Mengtian!"
After being seen by those eyes, the demon kings all felt as if they were being penetrated. This also made them quickly think of the information transmitted from the demon blood shadow city.
Mengtian, the Holy God of War, has a pair of silver-white eyes!
"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" Fang Zhengzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth hidden under the black scarf, and then moved his body and rushed towards the seven demon kings.
Soon, as fast as a silver-white meteor streaking across the dark sky, with just a thought, he arrived in front of the seven demon kings.
"Come together!" The leader of the demon king quickly reacted and saw Fang Zheng approaching, his two front paws directly crossing his chest.
"Boom!" A loud noise sounded.
Then, the leader of the demon king flew up, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
All this happened very quickly, so fast that the other six demon kings had not fully reacted, and the leader demon king was already blown away by a punch.
"So strong!" Both the demon kings and the surrounding demon soldiers gasped at this time, and their bodies were trembling.
If the scene where Fang Zhengzheng killed Gu Nu just now was not enough for them to be 100% sure of Fang Zhengzheng's identity as the Holy God of War Mengtian, then this blow had already told them the answer.
Because it is impossible for a strong human being in the Holy Realm to do this.
After all, normally speaking, the strength of the demon king is higher than that of the human holy realm, and, most importantly, it is far stronger than humans in terms of physical strength.
But the "Mengtian" in front of him directly punched the leader of the demon king away.
This kind of strength can only be achieved by a strong man from the divine realm who descended from the two realms of demons and demons. So, if he is not Mengtian, who else could he be? !
"Mengtian is here!"
"The Holy God of War, Mengtian, has appeared!"
"ah… "
The shouts sounded quickly, but with the sky all around, these shouts were somewhat weak.
The reason is that there are similar shouts in other locations.
"Mengtian!"
"Here comes another Mengtian!"
“…”
Although these shouts are slightly different from the shouts on the cliff of Jianfeng Mountain, if you can't distinguish them carefully, you still won't feel the difference.
Fang Zhengzheng naturally ignored these shouts.
Because he also knows very well the principle that "it's easy to catch fish in troubled water". If you want to catch fish in clear water, it is too difficult, so just mix the water. The more mixed the better.
"The demons are still those demons, but the king is no longer the king of the past!" Fang Zhengzheng raised his eyes slightly and sighed inexplicably in his heart.
Being a master is indeed lonely.
It is always necessary to take action at the most critical moment in order to shock some weak chickens, and, most importantly, these weak chickens are killed without the ability to fight back
Couldn't there be a few people with a little bit of strength
well…
It’s so hard to be a master!
Fang Zhengzheng was sighing, but he didn't delay too much. After all, Chudu had already taken action, so hiding his clumsiness would not mean much.
"Okay, then let's just kill another one!" Fang Zhengzheng's eyes turned and soon fell on the leader of the demon king who fell to the ground again.
As the saying goes, if you are sick, you will die.
Fang Zheng was very single-minded in his heart. He didn't like to tease him to the left or right. He liked to catch one demon king and kill him, and then capture another demon king and kill him again.
Only by repeating this process over and over again can we achieve the great path of Tao following nature.
That’s a bit ridiculous!
But, who hasn’t taken a chance yet
After all, no one can guarantee that in a lifetime of encounters, there will be no big steps forward, and then when it comes to the balls.
Fang Zhengzheng took action.
He once again rushed towards the leader of the demon kings who fell to the ground. However, this time, he seemed to have misjudged the unity of the demon kings.
After confirming the identity of Fang Zhengzheng, Holy Sky War God Mengtian, these demon kings became "detached" and did not turn around and run away like normal human thinking.
Instead, they hugged each other.
This did surprise Fang Zhengzheng. At the same time, he had to admit that the demon and demon races did a better job than humans at uniting.
Perhaps, this is the quality that has been preserved through long years of patience.
However, because Fang Zhengzheng took action, Pingyang felt relaxed all of a sudden. With a red fire gun in his hand, he played like a Hot Wheels.
"Puff, puff..." A few sounds left a not too small hole in the lower abdomen of one of the demon kings.
This made Pingyang more and more excited.
Being able to hurt the Demon King, what kind of symbol of strength is this? For Pingyang, she was very, very satisfied with the result.
However, when she saw Fang Zhengzheng beating several other demon kings around, her little mouth pouted involuntarily.
"Hmph, those ones must be very weak!" Pingyang snorted with some dissatisfaction, and then continued to play "Hot Fire Wheels" by himself, without any concern that those few "must be very weak" The meaning of the demon king's battle.
At this point, it can be said that Pingyang is still a little self-aware, or it can be regarded as a kind of self-hypnosis. Anyway, if he has never fought, he is naturally the weak Luo.
A very pure idea.
As for Fang Zhengzheng...
It's not too pure. When he was surrounded by several demon kings, he was having a great time. However, his moves were a bit less image-conscious.
What, **eyes!
What, kick your feet and step down!
Similar moves can be said to be endless, and there is absolutely no trace of the majestic, upright and domineering demeanor of the Holy God of War Mengtian.
Of course, Mengtian, the Holy God of War, is a figure who has disappeared for a hundred years. Who knows whether he was really like the legend
Anyway, Fang Zhengzheng didn't care much about this.
He only cares about practicality and what makes him happy, just like the classic saying, it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, the one that catches mice is a good cat.
"Boom!" After a thunderous sound, Fang Zhengzheng finally broke through the obstruction of several demon kings and once again approached the leader of the demon kings.
"Ah...I'll kill you!" The leader of the demon king could naturally sense Fang Zhengyi's target. From the moment he took action, Fang Zhengyi's target had been locked on him.
This made him feel a little trembling in his heart, and he felt like he was being targeted by the god of death. However, despite being trembling, the ferocious characteristics of the demon clan were fully aroused in him.
With a roar, the body of the leader demon king suddenly grew dozens of times in size, and the whole body looked as tall as a hill.
"Huh!" A breath of white mist spurted out from the Demon King's nose and sprayed on the ground, causing two huge pits to form on the ground.
A mighty scene.
At the same time, the leader of the demon king also raised one of his feet, and then stepped down fiercely towards Fang Zhengzheng, with a gleaming brilliance like gold and iron flowing on it.
The strength of the demon king is also divided into high and low levels.
Obviously, the strength of the leader demon king is higher than that of the other demon kings, and is even more powerful than the Xieluo King who fought against Fang Zhengyi in Yanjing City before.
As the body gets bigger, the strength naturally gets bigger. Although the speed will be affected, for the current situation, speed is obviously not that important.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the first thing the leader Demon King needs to do now is to save his life!
When his body becomes as tall as a hill, there will naturally be more places to hide the true form of the monster hidden in his body.
After all, he clearly saw the whole process of Fang Zhengzheng killing Gu Nu.
As soon as he stepped out, the ground shook.
The eyes of the leader demon king flashed with a ferocious red light, and he looked like a huge bull demon with two sharp horns.
"Boom!" The ground was cracked by a kick.
Fang Zhengzheng seemed to be stepped directly into the ground by this kick, and in an instant, he completely disappeared from the ground.
"do you died?"
"Where did you go?"
"No, it can't be so weak!"
Seeing Fang Zhengzheng disappearing, the other demon kings also widened their eyes and began to look around, maintaining absolute vigilance.
However, it seems that Fang Zhengzheng has really disappeared.
There is absolutely no intention of appearing again.
"What's going on?!" Just when the demon kings were wondering, they also discovered something was wrong, because after the leader of the demon king stepped on it, he didn't move again.
It felt like his whole body suddenly stiffened and turned into a huge sculpture, which gave people a creepy feeling.
And then, a strange scene appeared.
A hole suddenly opened above the chest of the leader of the demon king, and then, a demon beast with four sharp horns rushed out of it.
"The true form of the monster!" Pingyang's eyes lit up.
The other demon kings were completely frozen in place, as if they were petrified. After all, this scene was really too horrifying.
"Roar!" A loud beast roar sounded, echoing on the Jianfeng Mountain of Tiandao Pavilion, but it was filled with a kind of severe pain.
"It's Mengtian!" At this moment, the demon kings finally saw clearly that behind the real body of the leading demon beast, there was a figure that had just disappeared on the ground.
It's Fang Zhengzheng!
"No!!!" The leader of the demon king's face was completely distorted. He couldn't figure out how "Mengtian" knew the location of his real demon body.
But no matter how much he didn't understand, the fact was the fact. When Fang Zheng stepped on it, it had already rushed into his body.
A hole was opened under the iron hoof that he was most proud of.
This was a crushing force of strength that directly forced his demonic beast's true form out of his body without giving him any chance to fight back.
Moreover, the most important thing is that in front of his eyes, there are two fingers heading towards his forehead. It is the simplest sword strike.
"Ka!" The finger sword finally stabbed his forehead.
At this moment, countless images flashed through the head of the demon king. He seemed to see his soul escape from his body, and he seemed to see his true demon body.
Shocked, extremely shocked!
Weird, inexplicably weird!
After that, he saw a golden demon pill appearing in mid-air, spitting out from the mouth of the demon beast's true form, emitting a dazzling brilliance like the stars at night.
However, this brilliance is fleeting.
Because, the moment the demon pill appeared, it was already in Fang Zhengyi's arms.
Then, his vision returned to normal, and he saw "Mengtian" right in front of him, and saw those eyes that were shining with silvery white light.
It's very bright, and you can really see through everything.
At this moment, he finally understood why a powerful person like Lin Ji, who was in the Demon Clan and God Realm, would die in the hands of the God of War Mengtian.
It was an attack on the soul.
For the demon clan, it is a fatal attack.
"Are you...really Mengtian? The Mengtian who has...disappeared a hundred years ago?!" The leader of the demon king made a reluctant sound. He had no more strength, but he wanted to know The truth, know the truth before you die.
Some naive ideas.
However, this was indeed the only thought he had before he died.