“This…this…”

Zhou Cang just felt his scalp tingling.

I never thought that Zhou Heng had such powerful strength.

"This is... the Mahayana realm!"

Yang Lan widened her eyes and looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

Only at this point did he realize how ridiculous it was for him to send people to hunt him down.

“Go to hell!”

Zhou Heng has already used all his skills, so there is no way he can save their lives.

This was when the two men fell into despair and started fighting.

"call!"

The nine-toothed rake in his hand smashed towards Zhou Cang with a whistling sound.

"No...don't kill me!"

Zhou Cang already felt the threat of death and wanted to avoid it.

It was simply impossible. Under the influence of Zhou Heng's Dharma image, he could not move an inch.

"puff!"

After a loud bang, Zhou Cang was hit and exploded.

An illusory soul escaped from it.

Suddenly fled out of the hall.

"Humph, can you escape?"

Zhou Heng snorted coldly and suddenly chased after him.

However, this soul still has some means of escaping, and it keeps giving up its own cultivation just to escape.

"Bang!"

After escaping from the hall a hundred feet away, he was caught by Zhou Heng in the void.

Then he just exerted some force and crushed it into pieces.

"Bang!"

"No, spare my life!"

"Master Demon, spare my life!"

When Zhou Cang's soul was crushed, he was still begging for mercy.

However, Zhou Heng didn't give him any chance at all.

Kill him, inevitably.

When Zhou Cang was killed.

The demoted demon cultivators all saw Zhou Heng, who was like a god of war.

There was a look of confusion on everyone's face.

"Is this... the Demon Lord?"

"Didn't the Left Protector call him Demon Lord just now?"

“…”