Ye Zheng looked at the falling red light, thinking, "This Demon Lord has landed outside Yuzhou City. I'm afraid he will come tomorrow. I wonder how strong he is."

Early the next morning.

Gently pushing open the door of the guest room, Ye Zheng called Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen and prepared to go out.

"Senior Ye, what are we waiting for here?" Zhou Shiwen looked at Ye Zheng with some confusion. He had been waiting outside the pawnshop for half a day.

"Brother Zhou Shi, why are you wasting your words, you ugly bastard? You will become even uglier once you open your mouth. Senior Ye has his reasons for doing this." Fang Chen on the side glanced at Zhou Shiwen.

"Hey, you little pretty boy, believe it or not, I will beat you to death." Zhou Shiwen looked at Fang Chen with gritted teeth and spoke slowly.

"Alright, if you want to make trouble, find a place where there is no one. If you cause trouble later, I will make you cry rhythmically." Ye Zheng looked at the two people who were about to fight and scolded them.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen shut their mouths and said nothing.

Ye Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly a fiery red figure appeared in his sight, with two bull horns on his head and a magic sword in his hand.

The energy of his blood immediately boiled over, and he crossed over and came in front of the Demon Lord Zunlou.

"Who are you? How come you have such strength? You are worth a fight." The Demon Lord looked at Ye Zheng seriously and said.

Ye Zheng did not say anything. His blood and energy were rising and pressing towards Demon Lord Zunlou, attracting his attention. Just now, he had handed the Panlong Golden Staff to Zhou Shiwen and asked him to go around behind Demon Lord Zunlou and knock him out with a club.

"Why don't you say anything? Do you look down on me, Chonglou?" When Demon Lord Chonglou saw Ye Zheng remaining silent, he immediately became angry and stared at Ye Zheng.

"I don't know what the Demon Lord wants me to say." Ye Zheng glanced at the Demon Lord.

"You actually know me. You're quite powerful. We can fight. Go ahead." Demon Lord Chonglou was a little surprised, but still spoke proudly.

Behind Ye Zheng, the will of martial arts that dominated the universe emerged. Nine blazing suns rose into the sky, shining with tremendous light.

"Haha, good, only with such strength can you be worthy of my Chonglou's attack, and only then are you qualified to be my Chonglou's opponent." Demon Lord Chonglou smiled arrogantly, the demonic energy in his body raging and rising, and in terms of momentum, he was not much weaker than Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng smiled bitterly. He only manifested the fist intent. He had the actual aura of fist intent on his body, but in reality, he had not even broken through to the realm of human immortal, where one acupoint is able to understand all acupoints.

"The strength of this Demon Lord Zunlou is only close to the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal in the prehistoric system. However, his peak combat power should be able to look down on those who have just entered the Daluo Golden Immortal. If he can break through one acupoint to open up all acupoints, and add the martial arts boxing intention, I am afraid he can easily defeat Demon Lord Zunlou. However, if he revives the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, I am afraid that he can be smashed into a meat paste with one blow."

Ye Zheng weighed the strength of Demon Lord Zunlou and decided that if the Panlong Golden Staff couldn't do it, he would immediately sacrifice the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Tripod and kill him with one strike.

"Hey, Mr. Ye, what a coincidence, what are you doing?" Jingtian happened to walk out of the inn, and looked at Ye Zheng and Demon Lord Zunlou who were confronting each other, and spoke with some curiosity.

"Fei Peng." Demon Lord Zunlou shouted and turned his gaze to Jingtian.

"Who is Fei Peng? Did you recognize the wrong person, you red-haired uncle?" Jingtian looked at the Demon Lord Zunlou, who was filled with demonic energy, and was suddenly shocked.

"Fei Peng, you have changed. I didn't expect that you would fall to this point. You have no dignity of a strong man. I have decided. I will fight you first." When Demon Lord Zunlou saw Jingtian's playful look, he became angry immediately. He ignored Ye Zheng and went straight to Jingtian.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng was happy and thought to himself, "It's not bad to have Jingtian to attract the attention of the Demon Lord. Zhou Shiwen should be able to do better."

"What's wrong, Fei Peng, you don't even have the courage to attack?" There was a trace of loss in the heart of Demon Lord Zunlou. He waved his hand casually, and a subtle demonic energy shot out and landed on Jingtian.

"Ah, my teeth." Jingtian screamed and was knocked flying backwards, landing on his face with two teeth flying out.

"Fei Peng, how can you be so weak? Don't hide anymore. Let's fight happily. Don't be a coward anymore." Demon Lord Zunlou shouted coldly, staring at Jingtian who was covering his mouth and screaming.

"I've already said it, I'm not Fei Peng, how can I beat you? You've gone too far." Jingtian covered his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, air leaked out and his speech was unclear.

"Hmph." Chonglou snorted coldly, stuck the magic sword in his hand into the ground, grabbed Jingtian by the collar and lifted him up.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, Master Ye, help me." Jingtian fluttered his hands and feet, trying to break free from the control of Demon Lord Zunlou and asked Ye Zheng for help.

"You'd better not meddle in other people's business. Once I have settled the matter with Fei Peng, I will fight you and see who is better."

Demon Lord Chonglou paused, then turned his gaze to Jingtian, "You'd better fight me with all your strength, don't be a coward, otherwise I will really kill you."

Ye Zheng turned his eyes and gestured to Zhou Shiwen.

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Zhou Shiwen nodded, his vital energy turned violently, and a pair of vital energy wings appeared behind him. The wings fluttered and carried Zhou Shiwen high into the sky.

After a wave, a jade tower appeared in the air. Under Zhou Shiwen's control, a golden staff appeared. It was the Panlong Golden Staff.

When Ye Zheng saw the Golden Dragon Staff appear in the air, his mind moved and suddenly a soul thought flew up and shot towards the Golden Dragon Staff in the air.

As soon as his soul touched the Panlong Golden Staff, it merged into it. Suddenly, an inexplicable sense arose, as if he could control the Panlong Golden Staff at will.

Ye Zheng's mind moved, and the golden dragon staff turned into a golden lightning, slid down from the sky, and hit the Demon Lord's main building.

"not good."

A chill rose in the heart of Demon Lord Zunlou. Looking at the yellow lightning that was hitting him, he thought to himself that something was wrong. He threw the Sedum in his hand away and tried to avoid the yellow lightning.

“Boom.”

Ye Zheng did not give Demon Lord Zunlou a chance to dodge. He used the power of his soul and mind to control the Panlong Golden Staff with all his strength and smashed it on the head of Demon Lord Zunlou.

"you."

Demon Lord Chonglou swayed where he was standing, a curse stuck in his mouth but he couldn't say it out loud. His eyes were filled with anger and he fell straight down.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng hurriedly took out a dragon tendon rope that he had collected in the market space before, which came from the world of Investiture of the Gods.

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