Looking at Mo Pingtian's terrified eyes, Ye Feng looked calm and slashed down the Soul-Snatching Sword.
"You want to kill me, it's impossible!"
Seeing this, Mo Pingtian roared hysterically.
The Demonic Staff was taken out again, and the flashed light was shining.
This time, instead of using the Demon Slayer to defend against the enemy, he poured the demonic energy in his body into the Demon Slayer without leaving any room for anything.
The Demon Slayer was immediately bright and generous, and countless strange runes emerged, and demonic lights shone out from the cracks of the Demon Slayer.
"Go, the humble evil beast, use your power to kill your fellow tribe!"
Mo Pingtian burst into tears and looked at Ye Feng straight, but the demon-demon stick in his hand exploded at this moment.
"hiss!"
Countless strange roars sounded at this moment, and endless resentment even condensed into reality, turning into a gray column of light to rush into the sky.
In front of Ye Feng, the evil souls of the demon clan were everywhere, rushing up crazily.
This is the most terrifying place in the Demon Staff.
Destroying the Demon Slayer will release the endless evil souls of the demon clan. These evil souls are not strong, but they are endless and can still be integrated.
"Get out of here!"
Ye Feng's eyes showed a cruel look. The devil soul clan was simply crazy. He actually used the demon soul to deal with the demon clan. This was an act of attacking the heart.
Fortunately, Ye Feng is not a demon clan, so he doesn't mind killing these evil spirits of the demon clan that are blocking the way.
The soul-catching sword was swung and the flame sword was used. Among the endless unjust souls, fire lights surged in the sky and rushed up in the night. I don’t know how many unjust souls were crushed in an instant and turned into resentment in the sky.
The dead souls released a large amount of resentment, but these resentment was absorbed by other souls. At the same time, one after another, the wronged souls were constantly fusing.
Such a scene looks extremely strange and even disgusting. Ye Feng feels like he wants to vomit.
I saw that the resentment of the wronged souls kept sticking like dough, gathering continuously, and gradually turned into a collection of wronged souls.
Above his huge body, ferocious heads of wronged souls were everywhere, and many places were covered with weird long legs and arms.
"die!"
The aggregate of the wronged souls even gave birth to spiritual intelligence, which was the most instinctive will to kill. At this moment, he roared, and countless wronged souls' heads actually flew out of his mouth.
There is a slender translucent pipe connected between the heads of these souls and the mouths of the aggregates. It looks like a neck, but it can be extended infinitely.
In the blink of an eye, the head flew over the sky. Ye Feng frowned and slashed out with one knife.
"Shit!"
I don't know how many necks were cut off with one knife, and the head fell down all over the sky, but before Ye Feng could react, a huge palm slapped over.
There were countless small arms in the palm of the huge palm, and the arms were connected to the palm like a head, and they flew out to grab Ye Feng one after another.
"Die me, die me!"
The palms of those flying arms actually cracked, and the mouths of countless unjust souls were roaring shrillly at this moment.
For a moment, noisy sounds came into Ye Feng's ears, and the words of the wronged soul contained endless resentment, impacting Ye Feng's mind.
Ye Feng was slightly lost in his mind and was slapped out by a giant palm the next moment.
"Damn it!"
This palm was extremely powerful, and his internal organs were shaking and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
His figure was still in the air, and Ye Feng tried to stabilize it, but found that he had been entangled by the arms on the giant palm and could not move at all.
"Hahaha, no matter how capable you have, can you stop these endless unjust souls?"
Mo Pingtian laughed excitedly when he saw this scene.
At this moment, the other arm of the evil soul aggregate suddenly slapped over, and he wanted to put his palms together and slap Ye Feng to death.
Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes were stern, and the power of the aggregate was extraordinary. He even reached the seventh level of the holy realm. If he let the other party take a photo, he would suffer severe damage even if he did not die.
Ye Feng kept struggling, but the arms of the wronged souls on the aggregate were endless. Not only did they entangle Ye Feng, but they also wrapped him in three layers inside and three layers outside. It was difficult to move his fingers.
"What a trouble!"
Ye Feng frowned. The more this happens, the more urgent it is. He must remain calm, otherwise the consequences will be worse.
"Have it!"
When Ye Feng saw a lit up, he thought of a magical power in the Demon Lord's martial arts that only appeared when he broke through to the second level.
After Ye Feng learned this magical power, he never had the opportunity to use it, because this magical power is useless in ordinary battles, but it is the time now.
"The Heavenly Demon's Regulations!"
Ye Feng shouted angrily, his body suddenly showed red light, and red lines spread out, wrapping Ye Feng's arms and were directly stained with the red lines.
In the blink of an eye, a red line appeared in all arms, and the red line continued to spread, and soon appeared on the giant palm and poured into the aggregate.
This scene made Mo Pingtian feel a bad feeling, but when he saw the giant palm, he was about to slap Ye Feng into a meat paste and relax.
However, the demon clan looked up at the sky at this moment. Where Ye Feng was, a pressure that moved them was radiating, and the blood in their bodies was trembling at this moment.
"It must be the highest bloodline, otherwise, how could this vision be there?"
"Are they the legendary hidden demon races? I heard that although their bloodline is not as good as that of the demon master, they are not bad either. They are the most original and purest demon race bloodlines in the world."
A famous demon clan looked at the sky excitedly. With such a supreme bloodline, they had the urge to surrender.
This adult must be very strong and will be able to lead them out of the predicament and defeat these damn demons.
"roll!"
At this moment, Ye Feng's roar came from his arms that infinitely wrapped around him, and the red lines in these arms all scattered for a moment.
The palms of the aggregate were about to slap together, but they suddenly stopped.
"Impossible! How could this happen?"
Mo Pingtian widened his eyes, his body trembling constantly, looking at the motionless aggregate in horror, and Ye Feng who walked out of his arms.
"Hmph, your demon soul clan has lost all his conscience and has done all his bad things. Today I will let you taste the bitter fruit you have created!"
Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly, pointing at Mo Pingtian, "Kill him!"
With a command, the aggregate suddenly turned around. It was originally intended to obey Mo Pingtian's order to kill Ye Feng, but now hesitate to Mo Pingtian without hesitation.
"Go to death!"
A loud roar came, Mo Pingtian looked at the aggregate in fear, and suddenly realized that the eyes of the wronged souls had no longer the turbidity of the past, but instead showed a hint of clarity.
"How did he... do it? He was able to awaken the spiritual consciousness of these wronged souls! This is a wronged soul!"
Mo Pingtian's voice was trembling and he was extremely frightened.