The demon cultivators who had provoked Liu Zhengyang just now were floating in the air, and they all looked at Liu Zhengyang with fear.

They were like they were seeing a child who was angry with the teacher and didn't even dare to move.

Liu Zhengyang looked at them jokingly and joked: "What? Didn't you threaten to kill me just now and punish me who dared to rob your resources? Why don't you continue to take action? You so many demon cultivators joined forces, and it should be easy to kill me."

The demon cultivators looked at each other and their faces suddenly became very awkward.

At the same time, I didn't dare to say anything to Liu Zhengyang.

After all, Liu Zhengyang's strength is stronger than them combined, which is an ironclad fact.

While they were silent, Liu Zhengyang gradually became impatient and couldn't help but urge, "What? You all have become mute? Talk."

"Sorry, we obey what we said. Your strength is stronger than us, and your spiritual energy belongs to you."

"Yes, yes, if we had known that your strength was so strong, we would never have provoked you."

"If you continue to practice, we will never talk much. You can practice as long as you want to practice here."

These demon cultivators met Feng and immediately changed their attitude.

The weakness in strength made them no longer dare to be arrogant, and even took the initiative to give up their cultivation resources to Liu Zhengyang.

However, this level of concession wants to satisfy Liu Zhengyang?

Is he so easy to satisfy?

Liu Zhengyang sneered: "Anything is wrong... no, it should be that you are going to beat me for no reason and want to kill me. Now that I find that I can't beat me, I want to surrender and admit defeat? Is there such a good thing in the world? If you want to say fairness, you should at least keep your life, right?"

The demon cultivators' faces changed, and there was a clear look of fear in their eyes.

Then, they did not dare to talk nonsense anymore, and they exchanged their eyes and ran away in all directions.

When Liu Zhengyang saw their actions, he was happy on the spot.

"You have a limit to looking down on people, right? Even a three-year-old child can use the trick of running away separately. Do you really think it will work in front of me?" Liu Zhengyang said mockingly, and at the same time he pressed his palm down and shouted: "Don't!"

Liu Zhengyang's thoughts moved, and he had mobilized the energy in the void and turned into a cage to trap the demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators hit the cage transformed by energy, and suddenly they all got their noses and faces swollen.

"It seems that this is not the first time I have used this trick. Since the frequency of use is a bit high, let's name it. How about calling Huadiwei Zhu?" Liu Zhengyang said with a relaxed look on his face, and joked: "You don't have to panic. I am not a person who kills indiscriminately. Even if you do it too much, I don't have to take your lives."

When the demon cultivators heard this, they looked at each other, completely unaware of what Liu Zhengyang was selling in his gourd.

They knew how sharp the conflict between human monks and demon cultivators in the heavenly realm was.

So why didn’t Liu Zhengyang kill them?

What are the benefits of leaving their lives for Liu Zhengyang?

Liu Zhengyang probably guessed the thoughts of the demon cultivators and said slowly: "It's very simple, I need you to be mounts."

As soon as Liu Zhengyang finished speaking, the demon cultivators were furious.

They all began to fight to attack Liu Zhengyang's paintings and launch one earth-shaking attack after another.
Chapter completed!