Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The king of prison field was stunned.

The oncoming doesn't look like boxing at all. It looks like a wild ancient beast coming straight. The force of coercion scrapes his face and hurts. The thunder is much stronger than the lightning power he inspires.

"This boy still has thunder pulse!"

What shocked him most was Ye Feng's fist wrapped in thunder. The golden carving thunder prison killing was his unique skill to press the bottom of the box. With the power of thunder attribute, he was invincible.

But this time, he is willing to bow down.

"Get out!"

After biting his teeth, he could only roar and rush up. He opened his bow without turning back. The two met. If he retreated, what would he take to fight with the sharp Terran boy?

Under the gaze of dozens of surprised eyes, the thunder fist met his thunder prison fiercely.

Both energies are violent. The thunder tearing to the limit is shrinking. At the moment of contact, it expands rapidly at several times, and then... Suddenly bursts.

Thunder clouds filled the air, and the energy was shattered. The fist gang was unstoppable and completely destroyed the thunder prison. The energy afterwave rushed out for more than ten feet before it stopped slowly.

The fierce explosion shook Ye Feng and prisoner Wang back a few steps, and the two talents stopped their figure respectively.

Ye Feng's face was pale, and Lei mang on his fist had not completely dispersed. The anti shock force of thunder made his chest stuffy. The prisoner king was worthy of being a famous demon king for a long time. His martial arts skills were quite powerful.

In contrast, the prisoner king is even more embarrassed.

His chest was shaken open, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the gold carving behind his head became dim and no longer had its previous luster.

"What a great boy!"

The demon family has always regarded itself as strong in flesh. The prisoner king asked himself that he would not lose to a human family whose cultivation is not as good as his own. But what happened in front of him was incredible.

Dong!

While he was still in a state of shock, Ye Feng on the other side suddenly stepped on the ground with his feet and shot out again like a shell, with thunder flashing on his right fist.

The second punch hit in front of him in a flash.

At this moment, the prisoner king had a little idea of running away.

Ye Feng's second fist was no weaker than the first fist, but his golden carving soul could not gather the offensive as before.

Subconsciously, his body shook and flew towards the place where the powerful demons gathered above.

What ambition, what foetal chemical pulse, becomes unimportant in front of old life.

Death, everything is empty talk.

"Do you still want to go?"

Seeing the prisoner wild King escape, Ye Feng, who snorted coldly, refused to give up. The duration of the riot was limited. After each display, he would fall into a certain period of weakness. Once it was opened, he would make some achievements.

The demon king must be killed today.

The thunder blew at his feet, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared in situ. When he appeared again, he had reached the prisoner king, and his fingers were a little farther away.

The fire of Honglian industry surged out, and the temperature suddenly increased between heaven and earth.

"What is that?"

"Strange fire!"

But Ye Feng thought about killing the prisoner wild king, but he forgot one thing.

The emergence of industry fire has attracted the attention of countless strong people.

"Red as blood and shaped like a lotus, is it... The seventh red lotus fire in the list of different fires!"

Several strong men of the three races suddenly turned back, gave up entanglement with the fat monk who robbed the holy soldier, and looked at Ye Feng instead.

Holy soldiers are valuable, but they can't be compared with different fire.

The values of the two are very different.

Boom!

The prisoner wild king was eager to flee for his life. He had no time to take into account the rapid arrival of the fire. In an instant, the unique purification power of the red lotus industry fire had fallen on him.

When his mind was burned by karma fire, he screamed and his whole body solidified.

Just before he could react, Ye Feng's figure landed from a commanding position, and a huge fist hit his celestial cover directly.

Boo

When the fist passes, the air vibrates, and a fine crack, like a twisted snake, is filled with the afterwave of palpitation.

"Spare your life!"

The prisoner King bled from his seven orifices and his body shook violently, but there was a huge sea of fire waiting for him.

Karma fire began to burn and grow from the contact point. In an instant, it burned him into a fireball, and the sound of begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

"Bold."

"How dare you kill my demon king!"

As soon as Ye Feng took back the fire, he heard a violent roar exploding in the air. Several powerful demons fell down. It was the powerful existence that looked like Brahma.

The sound waves surged like a flood, shaking the people below. Ye Feng was ready, and his feet still staggered.

"Brother Vatican, I remember, it's this boy... Killing nephew Vatican."

Beside him, a demon king suddenly drank loudly, obviously recognizing Ye Feng's identity.

"What?!"

Hearing this, the demon family suddenly became cold and fierce, full of evil spirit, and the figure was forced by Ye Feng in an instant.

"My son burns the sky, has a divine posture, but dies at the hands of villains. He has great hatred against heaven. If I don't search your soul and refine your soul today, I van Ao... How can I command the family?"

The big demon approached like a fleeting shadow, forked one palm across the distance, turned into a monstrous magic claw in the wind, and pinched it against Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's face suddenly changed.

The strength of the newcomers is too strong to deal with by themselves.

And although he meant to avenge burning the sky, in fact... He may not have taken a fancy to the red lotus fire he just used.

Careless.

This time, I really have some carelessness.

Shua

Just when Ye Feng was going to use his mental strength to cooperate with the different fire and try his best to resist one or two, a powerful light howl shook the sky, cut through the nine clouds, and the adult shadow of the white tiger came from the air. A cold evil spirit in his hand waved to the huge palm that had fallen.

Boom

Ice spirit was extremely sharp and invincible, but after hitting the giant palm, the giant palm gathered by the Demon power did not dissipate, but sent out a monstrous demon fire and burned the void.

Miso miso.

The white tiger retreated a few feet, twisted his body, and the cold in his hand increased by three points. The ice soul flower drops spin at a high speed, and fiercely counterattack at the huge palm of burning Ao.

Bang!

The huge demon claw was finally broken and stirred into nothingness by the ice soul flower, but it was obviously not easy for white tiger Cheng. He flew dozens of feet upside down and hit an ancient tree, which was shattered.

"Hmm? How dare the saints who have just joined the saint and haven't even survived a disaster meddle in my business?"

too big for her skin.

Burning Ao in the air smiled gloomily. Obviously, he didn't expect that there were people who dared to obstruct, and his heart was horizontal.

That boy has a strange fire... He's bound to get it. If anyone else insists on interfering, kill them all together.

Whew——

Burning Ao's palms were sealed, and layers of laws of heaven and earth fell down. The sharp evil spirit destroyed the withered and decadent, took people's heart and soul, and changed everyone's face around.

"The law gathers the sword, the power of heaven's robbery."

"This demon family master can be so rich by using the laws of heaven and earth at will? The Terran is old and young, and will not be his opponent."

"Burning Ao demon saint is the holy land of crossing and robbing twice. They know they want to die."

"Just a human race, dare to kill our demon elite. I really don't know how to write the word death..."

There are also many demon families who show sarcasm and disdain at the corners of their mouths. Looking at White Tiger Cheng and Ye Feng is like looking at a dead man.