"What's so great about the Demon Emperor? Why doesn't he dare to boast shamelessly? Why don't you ask him if he dares to fight me now? "
Feng Hao looked indifferently at the three Grade 1 Mortal Saints closest to him, and the corners of his mouth curled into a playful smile.
He knew very well that the Demon Emperor would not come in person. The appearance of an avatar might be frightening to others, but it posed no threat to Feng Hao.
The white-haired elder scolded him on the spot, "How dare you! Do you think the Demon Emperor can't hear what you said?"
"So what if he heard?"
Feng Hao shrugged his shoulders, then looked meaningfully at the furious elder, and said softly, "Have you seen the true face of the Demon Emperor?"
"…"
In an instant, the three Grade 1 Mortal Saints of the Mo Clan looked at each other and then fell silent.
Although they were proud to be subordinates of the Demon Emperor, if they thought about it seriously, wouldn't it be a little too arrogant to not have seen what the Demon Emperor looked like?
"Yes, why?"
One of the elders, who seemed unwilling to embarrass everyone, stood up and said confidently.
Feng Hao smiled at the elder and said, "If you have really seen it, you will definitely not speak to me like this …"
As soon as these words came out, the remaining Demon Emperor of the Mo Clan were stunned, and then looked at Feng Hao with a dumbfounded expression.
It sounded like he was saying that Feng Hao was the Demon Emperor …
The expressions of the three Grade 1 Mortal Saints changed abruptly. They looked up and down at Feng Hao, but realized that Feng Hao did not look like the Demon Emperor.
Because his temperament did not match …
The Demon Emperor must have an invincible temperament, but Feng Hao looked like the young master next door.
They were not on the same level at all.
"Who are you? We don't have time to be long-winded with you. You better tell us now, otherwise don't blame us for being rude … "
The eyes of the Mo Clan's experts were cold, but because they did not know the specific identity of Feng Hao, they did not dare to act rashly.
"I didn't ask you to speak …"
Feng Hao couldn't be bothered to waste any more time with this group of people. He walked towards the three Grade 1 Mortal Sages from the Mo Clan.
"Hehe, this kid …"
"A newborn calf is truly not afraid of a tiger …"
"I've never seen such a junior before. It's really … ah …"
The three Saints of the Mo clan were shaking their heads and sighing with cold smiles on their faces. However, before the last Saint could finish his sentence, Feng Hao suddenly appeared in front of an old man.
Then, he grabbed the old man's neck and casually tossed him to the side … and the old man died instantly.
From the beginning to the end, the old man had never expected that he would die in such a sullen manner.
At the very least … he had to see clearly who had killed him!
The ninety-six rank two Martial Monarchs were frightened by Fenghao's ability to instantly kill a rank one Mortal Saint.
They began to stutter and tremble.
The strength that Feng Hao displayed when he killed a Grade 1 Mortal Sage was too frightening. At that time, the group of people were scared silly.
Mo Yao followed behind Feng Hao and felt a strong sense of security. It was as if she would be very happy if she could stand behind Feng Hao for the rest of her life …
After Fenghao toasted with killing intent, his gaze landed on the two Tier 1 Mortal Sages whose faces had turned black.
Immediately, the faces of the two Grade 1 Mortal Sages turned green. However, they did not have the courage to make a move. They bowed slightly and did not dare to make a sound.
Feng Hao did not take a step forward and said, "Move aside!"
"Alright, alright …"
The Grade 1 Mortal Sage nodded repeatedly and then respectfully made way for Feng Hao.
After Feng Hao walked past, these people heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they could not help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads.
The group of Grade 2 Wu Huang experts' backs were drenched in sweat. In the sudden appearance of Feng Hao's aura, they felt as if the Grim Reaper had brushed past them.
…
Wherever Feng Hao went, no one in the Mo family dared to stop him.
Some people who were eager to show their loyalty rushed out, but in the next moment, their corpses were dragged away by the Mo family.
This was because Feng Hao was very clear who his current target was. Anyone who stood in his way must fall one by one.
The aura in the depths of the Mo family's residence was not worthy of Feng Hao's attention. This was because the expert of the Mo family was only a half-step to the Great Emperor. For Feng Hao, this was completely … not enough.
…
At the same time, in the depths of the Mo family's residence, the temporary head of the Mo family, Mo Zhuiyue, was madly breathing.
In front of Mo Zhuiyue, there was a small black ball floating in the air. The ball was constantly releasing a black aura.
This black aura was one of the demonic aura of the Demon Emperor's doppelganger. It was accidentally obtained by Mo Zhuiyue.
"I never thought that I, Mo Zhuiyue, would have such an opportunity … Half-step to the Great Emperor? Hehe … "
A smile suddenly appeared on Mo Zhuiyue's face. He said, "The Great Emperor is my target!"
Mo Zhuiyue looked at the small black ball floating in front of him with a fanatical look in his eyes.
Dong!
However, at this moment, Mo Zhuiyue suddenly heard a loud sound coming from somewhere.
Then, Mo Zhuiyue suddenly felt an oppressive aura sweeping over.
"What's going on? Could it be the Heavenly King City Lord? "Mo Zhuiyue was puzzled.
Patter!
At the same time, in the residence where Mo Zhuiyue was cultivating, the special door suddenly opened automatically.
Then, Mo Zhuiyue saw Feng Hao walking in from outside with a familiar face behind him … Mo Yao.
Wait …
Suddenly, Mo Zhuiyue was stunned. He then realized that he seemed to have seen Feng Hao's face somewhere before.
Then, Mo Zhuiyue shuddered and his eyeballs almost popped out.
The people in the family might not know who the Demon Emperor was, but Mo Zhuiyue, as the current family head of the Mo family, definitely knew what the Demon Emperor looked like …
"You …"
Mo Zhuiyue was so scared that his legs were shaking because he realized that Feng Hao looked too similar to the Demon Emperor.
He did not realize it before. He just realized it and then he felt terrible.
"Demon Emperor Monarch? You … Why are you here? "Mo Zhuiyue asked softly.
At the same time, he hid the small demonic aura ball on the ground without leaving a trace.
Before he was sure how this ball of demonic aura came about, he could not report it to the Demon Emperor …
Fenghao looked at Mo Zhuiyue and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"How many hosts of the Spirit Devouring Pill does the Mo family have now?" Feng Hao looked at Mo Zhuiyue.
Mo Zhuiyue thought that Feng Hao was the Demon Emperor and answered honestly, "The Mo family has 520 hosts of the Spirit Devouring Pill …"
"Hmm?"
When Fenghao heard this number, he was stunned. How deranged was the Mo Clan?
Thump!
Mo Zhuiyue thought that the Demon Emperor Feng Hao was unhappy and was so scared that his knees went weak. He then knelt on one knee in front of Feng Hao and said, "Demon Emperor Monarch, the task that Hua Tianchen gave is too heavy …"
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