Bang!

A five-foot-sized hot fireball bombarded Ling Feng's body. Ling Feng's black robe was instantly burned and enveloped by the hot energy in the fireball. Ling Feng also showed fear and shouted in surprise: "Ah! Yang!"

Bitch, I will definitely crush you to ashes so that you will never be reincarnated.【26nbsp;】"

Seeing Ling Feng's painful look, Yang Yuan no longer had any doubts in her heart. At the same time, the attacks of the five hundred monks also hit Ling Feng, but Ling Feng was screaming in pain, and suddenly

In a flash, he dodged the attacks of the five hundred monks.

Yang Yuan originally wanted to end Ling Feng's life, but she didn't know that Ling Feng had avoided the attacks of five hundred monks, which made her feel that Ling Feng must not be simple.

Ling Feng arrived at another place, the firelight on his body disappeared, and he said to Yang Yuan with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Yang, please give more charity! I am looking forward to it!"

When Yang Yuan heard this, she already knew that Ling Feng was not injured at all just now. What surprised Yang Yuan was that Ling Feng was clearly in the early stage of the Demon Lord, so he could withstand a full blow from her in the middle stage of the Demon Emperor.

Ling Feng didn't pay much attention to Yang Yuan's attacks. Apart from the rules and the attack power that exceeded the mid-stage Demon Emperor, Ling Feng was not afraid of an ordinary mid-stage Demon Emperor monk.

"Does he have some powerful defensive magic weapon on him? But even the best magic weapon defense magic weapon can't resist his own attack! This kid is not injured at all now!" Yang Yuan glanced at Ling Feng in confusion,

He did not continue to attack, but let the five hundred monks wear down Ling Feng's skills before capturing Ling Feng.

Ling Feng had already guessed Yang Yuan's attitude. The monks were worried about this and that. Ling Feng had no scruples at all. Even if there were some monks with backgrounds here, Ling Feng would still kill them without fail.

When Ling Feng thought about it, he couldn't stay in the demon world anymore, so he would go to the fairy world at the worst possible time.

Anyway, the demon world is not where he belongs. Ling Feng took out the Tyrant Sword, and every attack could kill ten monks. Gradually, these monks were also frightened. Ling Feng's superficial cultivation was at the early stage of the Demon Lord, but

The current combat power has far exceeded that of the Demon Lord in his early stages.

In less than ten breaths, a hundred monks died in Ling Feng's hands, including Demon King monks. The four hundred monks also stepped back. The fear in their eyes showed that they had already

I'm afraid, the Gao family released the news that Ling Feng is far more powerful.

"What kind of monster is this kid? The early stage of the Demon Lord is comparable to the early stage of the Demon Emperor."

"He is so scary, he is simply a monster!"

………

The four hundred monks stepped back and began to discuss. They were all frightened by Ling Feng's strength. After all, except for the two demon emperors, there were no other monks here. Looking at Ling Feng's still very relaxed expression, they knew that Ling Feng

If the combat power were not in the Demon Emperor, there would be nothing else.

Yang Yuan glanced at Ling Feng, with a hint of surprise on her expression, and said to Ling Feng: "Boy, if you give me the Pen Battle Sword in your hand, I can spare your life."

"My life is in my own hands. How can you, a little middle-stage Demon Emperor cultivator like you, be able to control it? Spare me, it's funny. If you kill yourself now, I can leave your body intact."

Ling Feng replied coldly.

Yang Yuan now knows that the sword on Ling Feng must be of extraordinary quality, and it is very likely to be an artifact. Although artifacts are also found in the demon world, Yang Yuan has never had an artifact. As for the power of Yang's magic weapon, Yang Yuan

He is also very eager, so he threatens Ling Feng to leave the magic weapon, but naturally he will not leave Ling Feng's life, because no matter it is

Who would not leave a powerful enemy for herself? Moreover, Yang Yuan's demonic sense detected Ling Feng and found out that Ling Feng had not practiced for more than ten thousand years. The monks in the demon world have the strength of the demon king stage. Which one is not

After practicing for tens of thousands of years, if Ling Feng was left behind, Yang Yuan did not want to imagine that she would probably be killed instantly by Ling Feng in the future.

But Yang Yuan would never have thought that Ling Feng was so arrogant. Since he still uttered such arrogance, he wanted to kill himself and leave her whole body. To her, this was just a joke. Although Ling Feng

Feng is very strong, but Yang Yuan doesn't think that Ling Feng can resist the Demon Emperor cultivator.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. Come and die." Yang Yuan was angry. Now, no matter whether Ling Feng is a wanted person of the Gao family or not, Ling Feng's words like this are enough for Yang Yuan to kill Ling Feng, not to mention Ling Feng.

Feng also has a magic weapon whose level cannot be seen through.

"Just you?" Ling Feng pointed at Yang Yuan with his finger and said disdainfully.

"Ling Feng is so brave, since he dares to challenge the middle-stage Demon Emperor monks."

"Even if Ling Feng is strong, comparable to the first person under the Demon Emperor's cultivation level, I'm afraid he still won't be able to withstand the full attack of the Demon Emperor's masters."

"What a pity for such an outstanding talent!"

Just when the surrounding monks thought that Ling Feng would be killed by Yang Yuan, Yang Yuan attacked Ling Feng with a palm. Ling Feng secretly said: "How can a woman like you be able to break through the body of this top-grade immortal weapon?

." Feeling the power of Yang Yuan's demonic spirit in her body

Ling Feng was not polite as he poured in the power, and directly activated the nine ten-colored divine beads. A vortex in the dantian exuded a strong suction force. All the power poured into Yang Yuan was absorbed by the nine ten-colored divine beads, and she went crazy.

Absorbing Yang Yuan's skills.

"Ten Colorful Fields."

Ling Feng roared, like an ancient ferocious beast coming to the world, the palm of his hand flickered with light, and a huge domain enveloped Yang Yuan and the middle-aged man who had fought with Ling Yi and Twelve and was suppressed to the point where they could only compete.

In a brand new ten-color space, there are more than 600 monks here. Standing in front of the more than 600 monks are a middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man. Opposite the two, a man wearing a

The man in black robe looked at the middle-aged woman opposite with a pair of dark eyes, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Boy, what kind of place is this?" The middle-aged man stared at Ling Feng coldly and asked.

"Is this here or there? Of course this is my domain." Ling Feng laughed loudly.

"Don't talk nonsense, boy, how can your domain trap us two demon emperors?" Yang Yuan glanced at Ling Feng in surprise and said coldly.

This is indeed Ling Feng's domain, but it is more powerful than the Chaos domain. The five energies of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth controlled by Chaos are transformed into Yin and Yang, which are both life and death, and chaos.

The Shicai Domain is a domain created by ten attributes. Ling Feng is currently using it in the early stage of the Demon King. If he does not have the mid-term cultivation of the Demon King, and has a divine weapon, or a powerful killing move, or magical means, he will not be able to break through the Ten Colors Domain.

.

In the sky above the Shicai Domain, the nine Shicai Divine Beads rotated faster and faster, gradually forming a vortex, which also exuded a strong suction force. Without mid-level Demon Emperor level cultivation, it would be difficult to resist.

The power of the Shicai Domain is not only about trapping the enemy, but also about trapping the enemy and absorbing the enemy's power, consuming the enemy to death or sucking him into a mummy.

"What's going on? My power has dissipated strangely." A middle-stage Demon Lord monk said with a look of horror on his face and said in disbelief.

"Ah!" A Demon King monk was sucked into a mummy by the vortex above.

"Ah! What the hell is going on."

"Ah! My power."

"Oh my God! Am I going to die here?"

"I'm not willing to die like this!"

All six hundred monks, the Demon King monks, died in just one breath. They were all sucked into mummies. However, those Demon King monks had stronger skills and could still resist. As for the middle-aged man, he was also frightened. His skills must have been destroyed.

After the strangeness dissipated, even he could only be slaughtered by Ling Feng, so he asked Ling Feng unkindly: "Boy, what kind of magic are you doing?"

"Whether this young envoy is a sorcerer or not has nothing to do with you." Ling Feng also said with an evil look on his face. Since these people dared to stop and kill him, they must be aware of their death.

As for the Ling Yi and Twelve people behind Ling Feng, there was not much movement. They were still fine and were meditating to recover their skills.

Yang Yuan glanced at Ling Yi and the others behind Ling Feng, and saw that their skills had not dissipated. Their eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then disappeared secretly and quickly.

Yang Yuan said coldly: "Little Ling Feng, please let me out quickly, or else I will try my best to blow myself up and drag you to the funeral."

"Really? Fellow Daoist Yang, wait a minute, don't blow yourself up, I will let you out right now." Ling Feng suddenly showed fear on his face, and it didn't look like he was pretending at all.

Seeing that Ling Feng's expression was true, Yang Yuan seemed to believe Ling Feng. But Ling Feng did not move, but lay on the ground in the space of Shicai Domain, and fell asleep lazily. There were nine Shicai in the Shicai Domain.

The Divine Pearl is stable, so it can last for a hundred years even without Ling Feng's control.

When Yang Yuan saw that Ling Feng had no intention of letting her out, and that her skill had been reduced by 20%, her face became angry and she said: "Ling Feng, you are seeking death."

Just when Yang Yuan said this, the number of hundreds of people was reduced to ten. These ten people were all at the peak of the later stage of the Demon Lord. But now that their skills have dissipated, they are frightened. They also know that only

Only by killing Ling Feng can you get out of here.

The middle-aged man walked up to Yang Yuan and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, this kid is extremely weird. Let's work together to kill him!"

"Fellow Daoist Han, that's all." Yang Yuan nodded lightly. Yang Yuan didn't like this middle-aged man Han Qiang very much. A monk in the early stage of the Demon Emperor, compared with her, he didn't care much at all.

It's just insignificant.

But now that Ling Feng had led her into this weird place, Yang Yuan had to cooperate with Han Qiang. After all, it was a good thing to have one less enemy and one more ally.

"Senior Han, Senior Yang. Let the two of us, seniors, kill this demon Ling Feng together!" When the ten peak cultivators of the late Demon Lord saw this opportunity, they said as if they had hope of living.
Chapter completed!