Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 142 The Qiankuntu map suppresses Ji Meng!

Big nest department!
A mysterious light flashed in the sky, and Ji Meng, a man with a dragon head, appeared in the void.

The moment Ji Meng appeared, the sky changed color, dark clouds gathered, bursts of thunder flashed, and thick dark clouds blocked the sky. The whole world darkened in an instant, and a mighty pressure swept across the world.

"Where is the leader of the human race?"

The mighty sound spread throughout the void, making the ears of all human beings buzz. A group of human cultivators looked at Ji Meng in the void with horror on their faces. What a strong cultivator!
"Ji Meng?"

A golden light flashed, and Dachao's figure appeared in the void, looking at Ji Meng in the void with a serious expression.

Could it be that he came for those demon kings and demon gods? For a moment, Dachao's face turned ugly. This is a quasi-saint, no different from others.

In the entire human race, only Haofeng can deal with him. If he starts killing people indiscriminately, it will be a catastrophe.

"Ji Meng, why did you come to my human race?"

He asked loudly, and at the same time, Dachao waved his hand, and the bell on his waist vibrated silently.

"Humph!"

"You humans killed my demon god and slaughtered my demon king. Why do you think I came here?"

Ji Meng snorted in the void and spoke coldly.

"It was your demon race that invaded our human race first and killed my people!" Dachao and Ji Meng said loudly from a distance.

"So how many of your people died?"

"Why, you are speechless? Your human race is almost unscathed, but my demon race has lost thirty-seven demon gods and four thousand demon kings!"

"Shouldn't you humans give me, the demon race, an explanation for this matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Meng's aura surged, and a mighty aura of a peak quasi-saint swept out, overwhelming Da Chao in an instant, and the mighty aura forced Da Chao to retreat dozens of steps!
The two men clashed in momentum, and the winner was immediately apparent!
There seems to be only one small realm between the peak of Daluo Jinxian and the early stage of Quasi-Sage, but this small realm is a world of difference!
"What do you want to say?"

A mighty aura rose up, containing a mighty fighting spirit to fight against heaven and earth. The rising aura immediately blocked the aura of the quasi-saint in the void. Although it was only barely blocked and was still at a disadvantage, it did block it.

Jiang Haofeng stepped forward and stood in front of Dachao, looking at Ji Meng in front of him with calm eyes!
Dachao was suddenly shocked. Haofeng came so quickly. He arrived so quickly after the news came out.

If Jiang Haofeng knew what Dachao was thinking, he would definitely tell Dachao. Jiang Haofeng had already set off before Dachao sent the message. Ji Meng came in such a high profile that as soon as he arrived at the human border, Jiang Haofeng was alarmed by the quasi-saint aura on him.

"The great wind of the human race!"

Ji Meng looked at Jiang Haofeng, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

In the entire human race, there is only one person that Ji Meng cares about, and that is Haofeng in front of him. He captured him with the power of the magic weapon, making him lose face in front of the Demon Emperor.

"Hao Feng, you used to bully me with your saintly magic weapon. Don't forget that you are just a Daluo Jinxian!"

"You don't have to worry about this, Ji Meng. You come to my human race, what do you want to say?" Jiang Haofeng said casually.

In the ancient times, the major forces that can be counted include the three tribes of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, the two tribes of wizards and demons, the four religions, and the future heaven. The Shura tribe is also included in them.

Among these eleven forces, Jiang Haofeng is least afraid of the demon clan.

There are strong people left in the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, especially the dragon tribe. Jiang Haofeng has a deep understanding of the strength of the Great Venerable Zhulong. Needless to say, the witch tribe of the four religions and the heavenly court, and the Asura tribe also has the old ancestor of the Styx.

Only the demon clan was left, and there was only one top powerhouse left, who was a traitor. The second-ranked powerhouse, Bai Ze, the leader of the Ten Demon Saints, disappeared without a trace.

There is no top strong man in charge, and the foundation is very shallow. Such a force is not to be feared at all.

Moreover, the four demon saints each acted independently and did not submit to each other, making them a complete mess.

If Jiang Haofeng remembered correctly, among the four demon saints, Ji Meng hated the human race and often ate humans for fun, and was determined to revive the demon race. Ying Zhao, on the other hand, was close to the human race and did not help them on weekdays.

The remaining Shang Yang and Fei Lian remained completely neutral, huddled in a corner, devoted themselves to cultivation, and never participated in major events in the ancient times.

There are four demon saints with three different attitudes. One can imagine the situation of the demon clan.

"eye for eye!"

"All those who participated in the massacre of our demon race will be killed without mercy!"

Ji Meng slowly raised his head, and a murderous aura rose in the void.

Ji Meng looked coldly at the group of human cultivators in front of him. Blood debt must be repaid with blood. This has been the rule since ancient times. Since the establishment of the demon race, this rule has never been broken. Anyone who dares to cause trouble for the demon race must pay the price.

Jiang Haofeng sneered, "Ji Meng, we have met once. The look on your face when you came to our human race today is exactly the same as when you first came to our human race."

"I'm wondering, you had the Demon Emperor and Demon King behind you in the past, I wonder what you have today?"

Ji Meng snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, "What a joke, to deal with a mere human like you, do we need a Demon Emperor and a Demon King?"

"You think too highly of your human race. I alone can destroy the human race!"

"Hao Feng, you were able to defeat me last time because of the power of the magic weapon bestowed by the saint. If we were to fight head-on, there would be no place for a mere Golden Immortal like you to be so presumptuous."

"Stop talking nonsense, Haofeng. Even if my demon race has declined, you humans cannot provoke me at will!"

"Today, I will teach you humans a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Meng's aura surged, lightning and thunder flashed in the sky, and huge dark clouds covered the entire world.

A mysterious Taoist rhyme permeated, and for a moment, drops of rain condensed in the void. Endless rain gathered in the void and turned into a water dragon. It moved and pounced towards Jiang Haofeng, emitting a mysterious Taoist rhyme. With the blessing of the Taoist rhyme, the water dragon's attack power instantly increased by several levels!

Completely surpassing the boundaries of the Daluo Jinxian!

Looking at the savage water dragon in front of him, Jiang Haofeng raised his hand, and the Qiankun Map appeared in his hand. With a thought, the Qiankun Map in his hand instantly unfolded, a mysterious light flashed, and everything in front of him disappeared.

The water dragon with bared fangs and claws, the dark clouds in the sky, the dense thunder in the void, and Ji Meng with a dragon head and a human body standing in the void, all disappeared, revealing the blue sky and the bright sunshine. Everything before seemed like an illusion.

In the void, the Qiankun Diagram slowly floated in front of Jiang Haofeng. The strange visions caused by Ji Meng and himself, as well as the magical powers he displayed, were all in it!

Jiang Haofeng put away the Qiankuntu and said calmly: "In fact, this Qiankuntu is my own magic weapon!"

(End of this chapter)