Chapter 4142: Arrogant Tiger

"Now let's take it easy, don't resist, you can die slower, otherwise..."

Hu Meng's ferocious eyes glanced at everyone, and a ferocious smile gradually appeared from the corner of his mouth.

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

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

"Take him into custody for the time being and kill dozens of him a day. I want to see how long this envoy of Prince Yun's Mansion can hold back!" Hu Meng snorted coldly.

The envoy to the courtyard, the envoy to the palace, and the envoy to the imperial court!

The Head Palace Envoy is the real Xuan Shen Realm monk, and he is qualified to fight with them. This is something that Hu Meng has already investigated clearly.

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

"It's so cool!"

The deer-headed demon came over, stretched and said: "These humans are really tolerant. We yelled and cursed at Daming Mansion and Jing'an Mansion more than ten times before, but they didn't attract a single human. It's better to use your method. , after killing this group of humans and getting a few more corpses, I think there will be more hot-blooded and angry guys rushing out. "

"This doesn't make any sense!"

The tiger-headed demon said displeased: "The top geniuses of the human race have all entered the world of demons before, and now they have all shrunk up when they return. As for the other ones, the ancestor gods obviously don't pay attention to them, and they There are no rewards given out, no matter how much you kill, you won’t get any benefits!”

"Having said that, 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 humans, the tribe will naturally reward us after we return to the God Realm."

"Too."

Hudao's eyes flashed, filled with blood: "Anyway, killing people is my hobby, and it has nothing to do with rewards. Kill as many as you can!"

They were chatting like no one else, but it made Wang Bo and others angry.

"I had expected that you beasts wouldn't keep your promise!"

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

"It's death anyway. If I can catch a few demons before I die, it will be worth it!"

"Boom boom boom..."

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

"Just you?"

Hu Meng glanced at Wang Bo and the others, showing a disdainful smile, full of sarcasm.

"I alone can suppress all of you, and you still think about resisting?"

"Wow!"

The power of Qi and blood surged out and turned into a huge cage, covering nearly a thousand people in it.

"I, Hu Meng, will not bully you either. 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, then don't blame me, I will be merciless!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Wang Bo and the others immediately launched an attack without any hesitation.

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

Hu Meng is a holy demon and a peak demon king. If you really want to kill them, you can do it in a flash.

At this moment, it was just a joke. Could Wang Bo and others break through the cage he had set?

"Thirty-three, thirty-two, thirty-one..." There was a demon genius counting the time with gloating.

That kind of psychological torture made Wang Bo and the others have blood-red eyes and they kept attacking like crazy.

"well……"

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

Immediately afterwards——

"咻咻咻咻..."

A large number of figures flashed out from it.

Their aura swept everywhere, far beyond that of Wang Bo and others, and the clothes they wore also represented that their level was higher than that of Wang Bo and others.

Prince Yun's Mansion, the envoy in charge!

Someone had told Su Han before that there were only more than 500 envoys in Prince Yun's Mansion, and there were only ten first-grade envoys.

Of course, looking at the entire Prince Yun Mansion, there are naturally more than 500 Xuan Shen realm monks.

They can stand out from many Mysterious God Realms and be promoted to the position of Head Palace Envoy, which is naturally extraordinary.

Take Suo Ying as an example. Before he broke through, he was a first-level palace envoy, and he was still at the peak of the Mysterious God realm.

When Su Han was bored in the demon world, he compared Suo Ying with those demon geniuses, and finally came to the conclusion that——

Suo Ying's combat power should be comparable to that of the heir to the Holy Throne.

They still cannot reach the level of the royal family. After all, the blood power of the descendants of the three clans has increased their combat power too much.

In other words, the ten first-grade palace envoys in Prince Yun's Mansion are equivalent to ten holy demons at the peak demon king realm.

When he came to this conclusion, Su Han could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

There are only ten first-class envoys in each of the four major provinces.

If their cultivation bases were all the same, then together they would be forty first-grade palace envoys.

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

hundreds of? Thousands? Or...over 10,000?

There are even more than a few hundred descendants of the three clans. How can there be fewer holy monsters?

The gap between humans and demons is so huge that it is simply unimaginable!

…

The number of these envoys arriving at this moment is exactly three hundred.

Among them, except for Suo Ying, the remaining nine first-grade palace envoys all showed up.

At a glance, there was no one who looked young. Without exception, all of them were either middle-aged or old.

"Tsk tsk, you finally showed up?"

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

They couldn't kill the Heavenly God Realm, and they were not interested in the Divine Spirit Realm and those below the Divine Spirit Realm. This group of Palace Masters with the cultivation of the Mysterious God Realm naturally became their best target.

"Do you want to spar?" An old man asked.

He stood at the front of the crowd, and seven dark green stars were moving between his eyebrows.

This was Song Tao, one of the first-rank Palace Masters of the Yun Palace.

"Spar?"

Hearing Song Tao's words, Hu Meng felt like he had heard a big joke.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

"Old thing, don't you think your words are a little ridiculous?"

"Look at you, how old are you? You can't be called a genius at all? Since you are not a genius, what qualifications do you have to talk to us about sparring? Aren't you bullying us because of your age?"

"Hahaha..."

The other demons all laughed.

Everyone could hear the implication of Hu Meng's words -

At such an old age, you are still in the Xuanshen realm. How trashy are you?

Song Tao and the others could also hear it, and their faces were gloomy.

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

"No problem!"

Hu Meng raised his chin: "You guys blow up here, and I'll let one go if one dies. What do you think?"

"Hahahaha..."

The other demons laughed again.