"Cook?"

The eyes shook, and the blood-like red light in Hongmo's eyes was flashing: "I said, why did this kid raise so well these days? Are you still cooking for him? When did you become a chef? Don't want to

I've been fucking the demon god and said, "My relative's house runs a hotel, I'll introduce you to me!"

"Don't calm down!"

His body staggered, and Satan hurriedly knelt down and said, "Sir, you don't know anything. This kid is not easy to serve!"

"He is just an intern. You are the intern instructor who takes him. Are you serving him?"

"What about that?"

"Of course you have to hone him hard. If you don't obey, you will beat him. If you don't obey, you will beat him to death. Other demon tutors can take good interns, why are you so special?"

"Because he is very special."

Satan's face was bitter, and when he saw Hong Mo's cold face again, he immediately said aggrievedly: "Sir, I don't want to hit him, I hit him when he first came!"

"How can you still be so arrogant now after beating him?"

"I can't beat him!"

Satan felt embarrassed when he said this, and his face was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in immediately.

When Hong Mo heard his words, he was stunned: "I haven't beaten... before? How is it possible? An intern who just came out of the academy? How much is it? You are a level 167 demon god, but you can't deal with him?"

"He realized the laws of heaven, five levels higher than me!"

"The power of the law is not good. You fight for the divine body. What is the strongest thing about our demon god? A strong body!"

"I'll fight."

Speaking of this, Satan felt even more embarrassing: "I haven't tried it before, his divine body is stronger than me!"

"What? His divine body is stronger than you? A saint student, who has not been formally baptized by the Six Paths of Enrollment, is actually stronger than a formal demon god?"

Hong Mo was even more confused and couldn't believe it: "How high is he?"

“Level 120!”

"Your level 167 demon body can't beat a level 120 saint body?"

Taking a deep breath, Hong Mo's eyes were full of anger: "Shame, Satan, you really lost all the people from the Hell, Humph!"

He shook his sleeves, Hong Mo ignored him and kicked the door and walked in.

Satan was shocked and hurriedly followed: "Master Hong Mo, what are you going to do?"

"Come back the person you lost, otherwise the demons in hell will be wiped out by your face

land!"

He glared at him fiercely, and Hong Mo looked at the game otakus Yang Feng again and shouted: "Boy, come down here, what kind of morality is this? As an intern demon god, he is absent from working hours. Don't you want to live anymore?"

Who?

Yang Feng turned his head and found out that Satan was not back alone, and there were others following him. But this rash man didn't know where he was, but he had a very strong temper, so he put away his magical mirror for the time being and stood up to greet him.

past.

"I wonder what this guy calls me, why did he become so angry as soon as he entered the door? Have I provoked you?"

"Yang Feng, don't be rude. This is the supervisor of Hell, Lord Hong Mo."

Satan hurriedly introduced that Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and nodded: "Oh, the Human Resources Department Manager, I'm lucky to be happy!"

"Stop talking nonsense, what were you doing just now?"

"Browse the news and care about the major events in the God Realm!"

"You, an intern, haven't even finished your own work, and have time to do other things? It seems that you lack training, hum!"

With a cold smile, Hong Mo raised his hand and slapped Yang Feng hard: "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know what your identity is now."

call!

The thunderous whistling made a harsh beep. The weight of Hong Mo's slap was like a whole plane hitting directly, with great force and great force.

If an ordinary saint is slapped by this palm, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

However, Yang Feng's eyes were condensed and he raised his hand to block it gently. However, with a muffled sound, Hong Mo's slap was directly stopped steadily.

With a raised brow, Hong Mo couldn't help but look at Yang Feng strangely.

It is definitely not something that a saint of level 120 can do to easily stop his palm with just one hand. Even if he is the strongest animal realm to comprehend, he will never be able to do this.

It seems that Satan is right. This kid is really a special existence and his physical strength is really strong enough. No wonder Satan, a dignified demon, can't fight.

Thinking of this, Hong Mo smiled evilly: "You guy, you are quite good at it. It seems that you have polished your divine body well. But don't be proud. The strength of my palm is not as strong as that of me.

It's done!"

"I know!"

With a smile, Yang Feng said lightly: "When you see that I am an intern, you are afraid that if you are too hard, you slapped me away and showed mercy to your subordinates. But I think you are too worried, my divine body is not that way yet.

So fragile, come on!"

Good boy!

His eyes trembled, and Hong Mo laughed instead of anger: "This is you seeking death by yourself, so I will double my strength!"

"No need to double it, just use all your strength!"

"court death!"

boom!

With a roar, Hong Mo turned his palm into a fist and smashed it straight towards Yang Feng's face with a blow, but when an explosion sounded, the terrifying fluctuation made the whole hell stir.

Satan was also forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by shocked by this powerful energy.

Such a terrible punch, even his divine body would collapse in an instant. Although he could be reborn and restored with the demon body of the hell after the collapse, if the other party also used the power of the law to prevent his rebirth, then

This blow can kill you directly.

Of course, Hong Mo and Yang Feng competed only to compete for the strength of the divine body, and did not use their respective law powers.

But even so, this fluctuation still shocked the whole hell, and Yang Feng disappeared into a piece of smoke and dust, not knowing life and death.

I was so worried that I used too much force!

Feeling the impact of this power, Hong Mo couldn't help but feel a stern and secretly regretted it.

Originally, he only wanted to double his strength, but with Yang Feng's aggressiveness, he accidentally used ten times his strength.

At this moment, even if there is a level 180 demon body in front of you, it will probably turn into pieces, let alone this level 120 saint body.

It's over, I'm serious. I don't know if this kid is good at the law of reunifying the divine body. Otherwise, if this is spread, people will say that I'm bullying the small for the big.

Hong Mo looked at the dusty area with some concern, but saw that after the dust had dissipated, two deep scratches had been drawn on the flat stone slab, which were ten meters long.

At the end of the scratch, Yang Feng was crossing his arms slightly with trembling, and a rebellious smile streaked across the corner of his mouth: "Is this so strong enough? Hehe."

How is it possible? He actually blocked it and was unscathed?

His eyes could not help but shrink, and Hong Mo was shocked. He couldn't believe that this was something a level 120 saint could do. He used the body of the saint to force his divine body, the chief of the demon god.

No wonder, this boy Satan can't handle him. He is indeed a weird guy, haha.

After breathing out a long breath of turbid air, Hong Mo couldn't help clenching his fists.

But the trouble is even greater now. I've bullied the small ones by the big ones, and I can't do anything to him. Wouldn't it be even more shameful if this is spread?
Chapter completed!