A new batch of Great Rakshasas rushed over. At the same time, Dark Ghosts came out of the ground to launch sneak attacks. The demonic cultivators fell into a panic. They could only try to save themselves first.
The demonic cultivators didn't have an advantage in numbers. Du Feng's formation had killed a batch of Great Rakshasas, and he had used the battle formation to kill another batch. Now that the battle formation had been broken, they could only rely on their own strength.
"Hahaha, burn them to death!"
Zhan Batian took advantage of the situation. He had the first three heads of the six Hell Hounds spit out hellfire. The hellfire was black when it was in the mouth, but when it left the mouth, it turned deep red, bright red, bright orange, and then white when it touched the demonic cultivators.
The dark cloud area didn't have much light. The sudden white light was especially dazzling. In just a moment, dozens of demonic cultivators were burned. Their bodies uncontrollably burned. Not only were their clothes burned, but their skin was also burned. Even the demonic qi in their bodies was ignited.
Soon, these demonic cultivators were burned into black charcoal. They stood there motionless like statues. Interestingly, these charcoal-like corpses didn't collapse. Instead, they became very solid.
Using the Frost Spell to freeze people into ice sculptures was something that everyone was used to. However, it was the first time he had seen someone turn a person into a statue with fire and still be able to maintain the posture when they were alive.
This … Even Du Feng was surprised. He had never seen such a scene before. Zhan Batian's six-headed Hell Hound was too powerful. It was much more powerful than the three-headed Hell Hound. It felt like it was even more powerful than the Underworld cultivators present.
This was normal. The six-headed Hell Hound had been given to Zhan Batian by the Blood Armored Asura. Relying on this Netherworld Hound, he could be said to flaunt his prowess everywhere and be very arrogant.
"Quick, kill that six-headed monster first."
The demonic cultivators saw that the situation was bad. They gathered some people and attacked the six-headed Hell Hound first. They wanted to shoot the horse first and capture the leader first. After dealing with the six-headed Hell Hound and Zhan Batian, the following battle would be easy. They avoided the three fire-breathing heads and attacked the six-headed Hell Hound from behind.
However, things were not as simple as they seemed. The Six Hell Hounds had six heads, and the three heads at the back could attack together. The three heads opened their mouths at the same time and sprayed out some white cold air. The cold air was still white when it came out, but it quickly turned light blue, blue, dark blue, and finally purple, covering the bodies of the devil cultivators.
"Ah ah ah …"
The demonic cultivators who were enveloped by the purple cold air let out miserable screams, as if they were being burned by fire. These six Netherworld Hounds were really strange. The flames they spat out could burn people into statues. However, the cold air it spat out burned people.
As the Devil Cultivators screamed, they turned into red powder that scattered all over the ground. The bright red powder was as eye-catching as charcoal.
Extreme Yin was Yang, extreme Yang was Yin. Just what kind of breed were these six Netherworld Hounds? They were too powerful, weren't they? Du Feng's eyes flickered as he sized up the six-headed Underworld Hound. In a situation of the same level, this six-headed Netherworld Hound could simply crush all other Netherworld Beasts and Magical Beasts.
Just now, the fiendish cultivators had actually released their Magical Beasts to battle too. But the effect was not great at all. One by one, they were frightened by the aura of the six-headed Netherworld Hound until they sprawled on the ground and could not stand up at all.
"The one surnamed Du, prepare to die for me!"
Zhan Batian raised the large saber in his hand and pointed it at Du Feng. He finally found a chance for revenge.
"Follow me if you have the capabilities!"
Du Feng did not rush up to accept the battle. He actually chose to turn tail and run. This was not his usual style.
"Where are you running to?"
Zhan Batian was indeed not willing to let him off. He rode on the six-headed Netherworld Hound and chased after. The two of them, one in front and one behind, ran faster and faster. Very soon, they disappeared from people's line of sight.
"Du Feng ran. What should we do?"
When some of the fiendish cultivators saw that even Du Feng ran, they could not help but panic.
"That's right. He already ran. Let's retreat too. It's all caused by him."
The hearts of the fiendish cultivators started to waver. Because right from the start, Zhan Batian said that if they handed over Du Feng, he would spare their lives. It was only because of their arrogance that they chose to resist. But now that they were beaten up so badly, who wouldn't want to live?
"Don't talk nonsense. He lured the Netherworld Hounds away. We have to end this quickly."
Fortunately, the middle-aged fiendish cultivator was more rational and had a certain level of prestige. His guess was right. After the six-headed Netherworld Hounds were lured away, the pressure on everyone lessened greatly. Moreover, the remaining Netherworld Realm cultivators were not as many as the fiendish cultivators. It was just that there were more Grand Rakshasa and Netherworld Ghosts. But without Zhan Batian's command, their combat strength naturally plummeted.
"Hmph, let's see where you can run to."
The reason why mounts were called mounts was because their running speed was faster than humans. Even though Du Feng had cultivated the Star Shattering Steps, the six-headed Netherworld Hounds were still getting closer and closer. After all, the Star Shattering Steps was mainly used for combat. It was to frequently change positions within a certain range to achieve the goal of defeating the enemy. If it was used to run in a straight line, it was still not as fast as the six-headed Netherworld Hounds.
Zhan Batian rode on the back of the Netherworld Hound and looked at Du Feng with his head held high. He didn't even need to run himself, but he was able to chase the other party into such a sorry state. A sense of superiority welled up in his heart.
"Tsk, do you think you're the only one with it?"
Du Feng waved his hand and summoned Xiao Hei. The Divine Beast Black Qilin was an even more noble animal than the six-headed Netherworld Hounds. After he rode on it, he immediately regained his sense of superiority. As for Zhan Batian, his expression turned ugly.
How could the Black Qilin be possible? That was a sacred object of the Netherworld. Who gave it to him?
As expected, Zhan Batian had also misunderstood. He thought that Du Feng was riding a Black Qilin from the Netherworld. Everyone had only heard of that thing and worshiped it as a totem. No one had ever seen the real thing. At the very least, no one at Zhan Batian's level had lived through it. That Du Feng, how did he get it?
"How are you going to chase me? Don't you have six Netherworld Hounds?"
The reason why Du Feng wanted Xiao Hei to run with him was to lure Zhan Batian further away and recover some of his stamina. In order to execute the Star Shattering Steps just now, he had consumed quite a bit of his True Essence.
"So what if you have a Black Qilin? It will be mine sooner or later."
Zhan Batian had already lost his mind from anger. He desperately urged the six-headed Netherworld Hounds to chase. Just like that, the two of them became faster and faster. They were already getting further and further away from the village. Because the distance was too far, Zhan Batian's control over those Grand Rakshasas was getting weaker and weaker.
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