Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The long gun is castrated and stabbed horizontally on the demon Pavilion.

The ten thousand demon refining array was triggered instantly, but the ten thousand demon refining array destroyed by the high priest only blocked it for a moment and dissipated directly. The long gun destroyed the withered and decadent hole through the demon Pavilion.

"Boom!"

The world destroying spear blooms the monstrous devil gas. The terrible pressure seems to collapse the void. The scene like the end appears in front of Ye Feng and Tianjiao. The mighty devil power makes them despair.

"No!"

Kong chakong felt a little heavy when he saw this scene.

Mo Wutian made a move. Now it's too late to take Ye Feng to find the high priest.

"Is it difficult that my demon Pavilion will be destroyed today?"

Kong qikong clenched his fist, but loosened it again. Facing the eight fold demon Wutian in the divine realm, he felt powerless.

"God maple, I'll take you now."

Kong qikong fiercely looked at Ye Feng. His face was as heavy as water and his voice was hoarse.

"OK."

Ye Feng also realized that the situation was critical. It was too late to treat the high priest. He would not do useless persistence.

When Kong qikong reached out to Ye Feng to take him away from the demon Pavilion, Mo Wutian had rushed into the demon Pavilion.

The fierce and unparalleled devil power filled the demon Pavilion, and the devil was boiling with murderous gas. His eyes scanned every place of the demon Pavilion like electricity.

"Where's the murderer who killed this child! Get out!"

"It's over..."

The hole is cracked, and a touch of bitterness is exposed at the corner of the empty mouth.

At the moment when Mo Wutian entered the demon Pavilion, he knew that the event was bad. He could not leave with Ye Feng under the eyes of Mo Wutian. The other party must be aware of it.

"Cough..."

Jin Zhenhai's weak cough sounded. He and the eleven gods were paralyzed in the big pit stabbed by the long gun. They were bleeding all over and couldn't lift a trace of strength.

Today, I'm afraid it was really the time when the demon pavilion was destroyed. Jin Zhenhai subconsciously looked at a group of Tianjiao. He saw Kong chakong and Ye Feng.

"Fool, why haven't you left yet!"

Jin Zhenhai was extremely disappointed.

He attaches great importance to Ye Feng, so he wants to save Ye Feng, but now he has no chance. Magic Wutian can't let him leave.

Sure enough, the devil scanned the sky, and his eyes locked on the hole in the sky pride.

The only holy land in a group of holy lands is like a chicken standing out from the crowd. It's hard not to attract people's attention.

Then, Mo Wutian found Ye Feng beside Kong qikong. His eyes narrowed and his killing intention broke out. He saw the resentment belonging to Mo pingtian from Ye Feng.

"It's you!"

At this moment, the devil mercilessly rushed into the demon pavilion with dozens of spirits.

Behind them, the huge air chariot of the demon family smashed the walls of the demon Pavilion, and the overwhelming demon family swept in like locusts.

When all the Tianjiao people saw this scene, they all showed a look of despair. The demon soul family was close to the posture of raising the family to attack, which made their hands and feet cold and had no intention of war.

"You come to this seat!"

Magic wudian aimed at Ye Feng and held his palm. Thousands of magic Qi gathered in his palm. Like a deep vortex like a black hole, he wanted to suck Ye Feng.

"With me, you don't want to hurt him!"

The hole cracked and sank in the hollow. A purple green long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword stabbed out and the mighty sword Gang swept through. He wanted to cut through the vortex in the palm of the devil Wutian.

"Die!"

Mo Wutian hated Ye Feng to the bone. Seeing Kong Kaikong, he dared to stop him. His eyes were cold and suddenly emitted two magic lights.

The magic light pierced the void and came in an instant. The hole cracked the void and even had no time to respond, so it was pierced into the flesh by the magic light.

"Pooh!"

Kong cracked and flew out of the air. There were two huge blood holes in his chest. They were ferocious and terrible. He hit the wall. He was as angry as a hairspring. If he hadn't avoided the key at the critical moment, he would have disappeared at the moment.

The eight levels of the divine realm are terrible. It's easy to destroy the three levels of the divine realm like Kong Kaikong.

All the strong people of the divine realm in the demon Pavilion were hurt by the devil Wutian and had no power to fight again. There were only a group of Holy Lands left, which could not resist the demon soul family.

The situation was desperate. Ye Feng frowned deeply. He realized that he was in a great crisis. He was dead.

"I want you to die!"

Mo Wutian looked at Ye Feng again. This time, he was not ready to catch Ye Feng, but his body flashed and disappeared.

The next moment, Mo Wutian appeared in front of Ye Feng out of thin air. He was too fast to give any chance to respond.

"It's over..."

Looking at the devil's eyes like an abyss, he felt his vast and magnificent terrible power. Ye Feng's body was stiff. Under his authority, even moving his fingers became extravagant hope.

Seeing that he was about to be pinched in the palm by magic Wutian, the cold sweat behind Ye Feng was like a waterfall, and a roar suddenly sounded.

"Shameless demon clan, dare to come here and be presumptuous!"

With the roar, the terrible pressure swept over the demon Pavilion and swept thousands of miles around.

An evil spirit, like the light of heaven's punishment, suddenly appeared in front of the devil Wutian.

As soon as the magic wudian's pupil shrinks, he has no time to deal with Ye Feng. He quickly takes back his palm and claps it.

"Bang!"

The devil Wutian's body was shocked and flew upside down. His palm had been pierced, and a large amount of magic blood flowed from the blood hole.

The devil's blood drops fell down and were still in the air. Before landing, they turned into ferocious devil heads with red eyes and violent killing intention.

This is the strength of the divine realm. A drop of blood contains great vitality. The devil has eight accomplishments in the divine realm. Every drop of blood has great power.

"High priest..."

Mo wudian kept his body steady, but his eyes locked the position behind Ye Feng. He felt the breath that made him extremely afraid.

Ten dead and lifeless, Ye Feng picked up a life. Ye Feng's rigid body recovered and his face suddenly turned pale. He gasped and turned around to look at the devil's eyes.

He was dressed in a Tibetan green robe with long flowing hair flying behind him. The high priest stepped on the void and walked slowly. He was like a relegated immortal. He was extraordinary and holy. As soon as he appeared, he attracted all his eyes.

"High priest, it's high priest!"

"The high priest has left the customs, and these demon families are over!"

"Hahaha, devil cubs dare to go to my demon pavilion to be reckless. This is to die!"

The appearance of the high priest swept away the despair of Tianjiao, and his heart was very excited and excited.

When Kong chakong saw the high priest rescue Ye Feng, he was relieved and completely relieved to deal with the injury caused by demon Wutian wholeheartedly.

When Jin Zhenhai and the eleven gods saw the high priest appear, their eyes were suspicious. At the same time, they also had confidence and stood up hard from the pit.

At this time, the high priest, who forced him to retreat from the devil, had walked leisurely to their front from the head of a group of Tianjiao and faced the devil directly.

"Mo Wutian, you are so arrogant that you dare to attack the demon Pavilion. Do you want to destroy the demon soul family?"

The high priest looked at the devil Wutian coldly. His tone was flat, but his words were extremely overbearing. He didn't give the devil Wutian any face.

Looking at the high priest, the devil's eyes narrowed. The intelligence said that the high priest was possessed by the devil, the situation was in crisis, and might even fall.

But now, the high priest didn't look like he was possessed, and the momentum released made him extremely afraid.

"Your demon clan killed my son and went to the demon pavilion to ask for an explanation. Can't you...?"