Chapter 94: The Descendants of the Bull Demon King
Chapter 94 Descendants of the Bull Demon King
Descendants of the Bull Demon King
I can't help but start planning in my heart. The three Taoist sects are now chasing closely. It seems impossible to go to the Northern Territory from here, but this is still the territory of Zhongzhou. Well, since you want to stop me from going to the Northern Territory, I have no choice but to go with it.
If your wish is to go to the Northern Territory, go to the Southern Wilderness Headquarters! The Hundred Thousand Mountains is the territory of the Monster Clan. Your three sects of the Dao Sect may have long hands, but they can't reach the territory of the Monster Clan and the Spirit Clan!
With the help of Xiong Qi, Murong Feng obtained a Chamber of Commerce pass to the Great Zhou Dynasty. As a guard in the Chamber of Commerce, Lanri City was fifty thousand miles away from the capital, and it would take at least half a month for a mortal to walk there.
At that time, this was a large team of three thousand people, and one of the black-horned beasts pulled hundreds of carts of goods.
Murong Feng changed his body shape and became a thin, lean man, faintly exuding the aura of innate greatness. He was considered a master among mortals. From time to time, disciples from the three sects of the Taoist sect flew by in the sky, but
No one went to check on the team.
In the eyes of a cultivator, mortals are just ants. Even if a cultivator is in despair, he will not associate with mortals. However, Yunxiang never thought that Murong Feng was an alien and was not from this world.
Moreover, he is a half-way monk, so he can understand the mentality of a cultivator!
Everyone in the caravan, from the guard leader to the ordinary guards, and even the owner of the caravan, knew Murong Feng. The reason was that in the past five days, he had killed seventeen groups of bandits who came to rob him, and Murong Feng had one sword per person.
, these bandits are being beaten to pieces. In a world like this, who doesn’t respect the strong!
Murong Feng was a generous man and would share the money he snatched from bandits with the guards. Who wouldn't like such a character? When Murong Feng was free, he would also teach the guards some tricks, which made them very excited!
On the evening of the seventh day, the caravan came to a cliff. There were cliffs hundreds of feet high on both sides. There was only a path less than five meters wide in the middle. Murong Feng's mind swept away and he found the cliffs on both sides.
At least a thousand people were ambushed, and there were many rolling logs and boulders placed around them. Once they entered, they would put the logs and boulders away and go straight to making dumplings.
Murong Feng turned around and signaled the caravan to stop, summoned the caravan's boss and the guard leader, and said with a very serious face: "Boss, Brother Ma, you can't go on this road. Someone has already prepared an ambush, waiting for us to enter.
Just give us a dumpling, and then we will have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth."
The caravan boss was very anxious and quickly pulled Murong Feng's clothes and said: "Brother, I beg you to help me! These hundred carts of goods are all my belongings! If something goes wrong, my whole family will be affected.
I’m going to starve to death!”
Murong Feng quickly comforted him and said: "Boss, are you afraid that you won't leave some money to buy the road this time? It's really difficult to get through. There are at least a thousand people ambushing you up there, and this is the only road that can pass through here for thousands of miles. If you don't leave any
If we unload the goods, I'm afraid that all of us will have to answer here."
The boss of the Chamber of Commerce Yi Yao Ya said: "Okay, I can leave them thirty carts of goods. The rest of the matter is entirely up to Brother Murong!"
Murong Feng nodded heavily. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he stepped on the smooth mountain wall, as if he were walking on flat ground. After several ups and downs, he reached the cliff of 100 feet. The bandits on the cliff were a little scared when they saw Murong Feng alone. After all, he could
Can someone who reaches the top from below a hundred feet be an ordinary person?
Murong Feng shouted directly: "Who among you can make the decision? Come out to me. I have a deal to discuss with your boss."
"That kid who doesn't know whether to live or die, if you dare to offend you, Grandpa Niu, be careful, I will cook you and eat you, Grandpa Niu." A bold and heroic voice appeared in front of me. At first glance, the figure was two and a half meters tall, like an iron tower.
In front of Murong Feng, his skin was extremely dark, two huge horns stretched out from his forehead, and he held a three-pronged fork more than two meters long in his fat palms.
Murong Feng looked at the person in front of him carefully and said, "Damn! Are you a human or a monster?"
The tauren thrust three big forks into the ground and shouted: "You bastard, can't you see that your grandfather and I are a half-demon? Boy, you are dead today. Just eat one of my forks, so that you dare to laugh at you."
Grandpa Niu.”
Three large forks came with a sound of breaking through the air, which showed that the tauren in front of him was very powerful. Murong Feng immediately drew out the long sword from his back, and the sword forks intersected. Both of them retreated dozens of meters away, while the ground
However, there were small cracks spread out like the lines of a spider web, showing how powerful the two men's blows were.
"Oh! You have so much strength. Okay, okay, Grandpa Niu, I haven't been this happy for a long time. You and I don't use real energy and demonic power, we just fight with strength. Whoever loses will have to promise to the other party."
How about this." Obviously the tauren is also an extremely shrewd character.
Murong Feng said with a smile on his lips: "Okay, Old Niu, I'll do as you say, but you ask your men to withdraw first and let the mortal caravans below me pass. If you don't agree, I will
I won’t fight with you.”
The tauren waved one hand, and the thousands of young men around him quickly retreated. Murong Feng sent a message to the people below: "Brother Ma, boss, you can go in peace! No one will make things difficult for you in front, and I will follow.
You bid farewell and have a nice journey."
The tauren looked very impatient and said: "Boy, hurry up and fight with your Grandpa Niu for three hundred rounds, and risk your life. The nameless ghost will not die under your fork."
Murong Feng held his sword across his chest and said calmly: "My name is Murong Feng. Please remember it for me. Come on! Old Niu."
A half-demon tauren, a late-stage demon infant, proficient in the seventy-two magical powers of transformation, and in the realm of a small-scale celestial demon body. This person is a descendant of the ancient demon sage, the powerful bull demon king, because he is a combination of human and demon.
Abandonment is unacceptable.
Damn, the descendants of the powerful Bull Demon King, oh my god! What kind of world is this! The identity of this Minotaur is not simple, definitely not simple. You must accept him as your little brother. Grandma is a fierce person, so...
With the offspring of this powerful Bull Demon King, I have made a lot of money.