"Snatch it now, don't resist, you can die slowly, otherwise..."

Hu Meng's fierce eyes swept across everyone's body, with a hideous smile, gradually lifting from the corners of his mouth.

"Otherwise, you will not be able to survive or die!"

"Master Tiger, how should we deal with this group of waste?" asked an ordinary demon genius.

"Let's be detained for the time being. Kill dozens of him a day. I want to see how long can this Palm Hall envoy of the Prince Yun Mansion be held in!" Hu Meng snorted coldly.

The envoy of the courtyard forest, the envoy of the hall, and the envoy of the front!

The envoy of the Palm Hall is the real monk in the Xuanshen realm and is qualified to fight with them. This is something Hu Meng has already investigated clearly.

"This is the best." The ordinary demon genius smiled.

"It's so cool!"

The deer-headed demon walked over and stretched his waist and said, "This group of human race can really endure it. I have been scolding and scolding at Daming Mansion and Jing'an Mansion for more than ten times before, but I have not yet led to a single human race. It's better for you to do this. After killing these human races, I will get a few more corpses. I think there will be more passionate and angry guys rushing out."

"It's not interesting!"

The tiger-headed demon said unhappily: "The top geniuses of the human race have entered the demon world before, and when they return, they all have their own hunchbacks. As for the other ones, the ancestor gods obviously don't take them seriously, and there is no reward. Even if they kill more, they will not get any benefits!"

"With that being said, there is nothing we can do about it."

The deer-headed demon shrugged: "But it doesn't matter. As long as we can kill more human races, the tribe will naturally reward us after returning to the divine realm."

"Too."

Hu Meng's eyes flashed, and blood filled his eyes: "Anyway, the murderer is our hobby, and it is not related to the reward. If you can kill more, just kill more!"

Their chatting as if no one else made Wang Bo and others angry.

"I had long expected that you beasts would not abide by the agreement!"

Wang Bo snorted coldly, the aura of the Seven-Star Divine Realm suddenly burst out, and waves of cultivation power rippled.

"Anyway, it's dead. If you can pull a few demons before you die, it would be worth it!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The other human races also burst into cultivation, and obviously they have no intention of surrendering.

"Just you guys?"

Hu Meng glanced at Wang Bo and the others, showed a disdainful smile, and her face was full of sarcasm.

"I can suppress all of you just by myself, and you still want to resist?"

"Wow!"

The power of qi and blood surged out and turned into a huge cage, covering nearly a thousand human races.

"I, Hu Meng, don't bully you. Whoever can break this cage can leave safely!"

Hu Meng said loudly: "But you only have one minute. If you still can't break it after one minute, don't blame me, your subordinates are merciless!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Wang Bo and the others did not hesitate and immediately launched an attack.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength between the two sides is really too big.

Humeng is a holy demon, and it is also the peak demon king realm. If you really want to kill them, you can do it with your hands.

At this moment, it was just a joke. The cage he laid was actually something that Wang Bo and others could have broken through?

"Thirty-three, thirty-two, thirty-one..." Some demons and geniuses counted the time with gloating.

That kind of psychological torture made Wang Bo and his others' eyes turn red, and they kept taking action like crazy.

"well……"

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the Yun Prince's Mansion.

Immediately afterwards-

"Swish swish swish swish swish..."

A large number of figures flashed out from it.

Their aura swept through the world, surpassing Wang Bo and others too much, and the clothes on their bodies also mean that their level was higher than Wang Bo and others.

Prince Yun’s Mansion, the envoy of the palace!

Someone told Su Han before that there were only more than 500 Palm Hall envoys in the Yun Palace, while there were only ten first-rank Palm Hall envoys.

Of course, looking at the entire Yunwang Mansion, there are naturally more than 500 cultivators in the Xuanshen Realm.

They can stand out from many mysterious god realms and be promoted to the position of Palm Hall, which naturally have extraordinary features.

Take Soying as an example. Before he broke through, he was the first-grade Palm Hall envoy, and he was at the peak of the Xuanshen realm.

When Su Han was bored in the demon world, he compared Suo Ying with those demon geniuses. The final conclusion was-

The combat power of Suoying should be comparable to that of the descendants of the saint position.

They still can't get stuck at the level of the royal family. After all, the blood power of the descendants of the three tribes has increased their combat power.

In other words, the ten first-rank palm hall envoys of the Yunwang Mansion are equivalent to the ten holy demons in the peak demon king realm.

When this conclusion was drawn, Su Han could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

There are only ten first-grade palm hall envoys in the four major prefectures.

If their cultivation levels are all the same, then they will be forty first-grade palm hall envoys.

And how many holy demons are there in the demon clan?

Hundreds? Thousands? Or... more than ten thousand?

Even the descendants of the three tribes have exceeded hundreds, so how few can the holy demons be?

The gap between human race and demons is so big that it is unimaginable!

...

The number of these palm hall envoys who arrived at this moment was 300.

Among them, except for Suo Ying, all the remaining nine first-rank palm hall envoys appeared.

I glanced at it and saw no youthful appearance. Without exception, I was either middle-aged or old.

"Tsk tsk, are you finally willing to show up?"

Seeing the target appear, Hu Meng and the others were immediately excited.

They could not kill the Heavenly God Realm, and they could not be interested in the Divine Realm, as well as the Divine Realm. These palm hall envoys with the Xuanshen Realm cultivation naturally became their best target.

"You want to have a conversation?" an old man spoke.

He stood in front of the crowd, and at the center of his eyebrows, seven dark blue stars were circling.

This is Song Tao, one of the first-rank envoys of the Palace of the King Yun Mansion.

"Talking about it?"

When Humeng heard Song Tao's words, he seemed to have heard a huge joke.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

"Old guy, don't you think your words are a bit ridiculous?"

"Look at what age are you? You can't call yourself a genius at all, right? Since you are not a genius, what qualifications are you? What kind of discussion should you talk to us about? Aren't you bullying us in terms of age?"

"Hahaha……"

All other demons burst into laughter.

Everyone can hear what Hu Meng said—

At such an old age, he is still in the Xuanshen realm. How much trash do you have to do?

Song Tao and the others could naturally hear it, and their expressions were gloomy.

"What do you want?" Song Tao said in a low voice.

"It's easy to say!"

Hu Meng raised her chin: "You are here to explode, I will let one die, what do you think?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"
Chapter completed!