Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

A group of Horned Demons marveled at the efficacy of disillusioning the demon heart.

But they didn't know when they appeared within a hundred miles of the holy court.

Ye Feng, sitting in the holy tower, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hiss!"

A pure light penetrated the holy tower, crossed a hundred miles and fell on the people in the corner.

"Horndemon clan?"

A touch of disdain flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. Ye Feng didn't care about the intrigues of the horndemon family.

For Ye Feng, all plots are not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength.

Just about to make a move, he killed the sinister guys of Jiao Miao and his line. Ye Feng suddenly thought of something and raised his palm and put it down slowly.

"Just use you to test the holy court guard."

Ye Feng closed his eyes and whispered the name of Ouyang Qin song in his heart.

Soon, Ouyang Qinge, dressed in black armor and holding a long sword, arrived at the holy tower and came to see him.

"Lord Zhenshen, why did you call your subordinates down?"

Ouyang Qinge bowed respectfully and asked.

"Hundreds of miles away in the southwest, a team of Horned Demons are hiding their bodies and coming to the holy court."

Ye Feng smiled calmly and said calmly.

"What?"

Compared with Qiye maple, Ouyang Qinge's response was much more intense.

The sword's eyes were cold. Ouyang Qinge tightened his cheeks and hurriedly asked, "Lord Zhenshen, I don't know how many people there are in this team? How strong is it?"

"A total of 51, all of them are octagonal peaks."

As soon as this remark came out, Ouyang Qinge's face changed greatly and looked to the southwest in horror.

Fifty one octagonal peaks are the most terrible existence for today's Terran holy court guards.

You know, there are only five eight star peak practitioners in the whole holy court guard army, ten other eight star practitioners, and the rest ordinary guards are generally six stars.

Fifty one octagonal peak, even the ten major gates in the past, should be cautious.

The horned demon court is like a sleeping lion. It always sleeps soundly on weekdays, and its power has surprised the Terrans.

Now, facing Ye Feng and the Terran holy court, the horndemon King court has been completely angered.

This sleeping lion, the first time he showed his tusks to the world, has made countless human races feel desperate.

"Lord Zhenshen, this..."

Ouyang Qinge looked nervously at Ye Feng. As the general of the holy court and the guard, Ouyang Qinge should stand up at this moment and lead the holy court guard to block these evil demons.

But it's a pity, let alone that the guard of the holy court can't resist the top of the fifty-one octagons. Even if all the power of the holy court is gathered together, I'm afraid it's not an opponent.

Therefore, now only Ye Feng can deal with these evil demons.

Ye Feng has done a lot for the Terran. He has just fought and retired the whole horned demon court. Now he should have a good rest, but he has to worry about such things.

Ouyang Qinge felt very ashamed.

"The trouble this time needs to be solved by yourself."

Ye Feng looked at Ouyang Qinge's helpless expression and said calmly.

"Ah?"

Ouyang Qin Ge was stunned, but Ye Feng didn't do it. How did they get through this crisis? Fifty one octagonal demons were enough to destroy the Terran holy court that had just been established and had no chance to develop several times.

"I need these octagonal demons to test the Terran holy court."

Ye Feng's eyes were deep. He looked at Ouyang Qinge and smiled mysteriously, "I have a plan. Only you and me can know, and no third person can know."

"The test for the holy court..."

Ouyang Qinge feels that he can't keep up with Ye Feng's rhythm. How many lives does it take to test the holy court?

"No one will die in the hands of the horndemon family..."

Ye Feng shook his head, and then a divine sense was introduced into the sea of Ouyang Qinge.

The information contained in this divine knowledge shocked Ouyang Qinge's eyes. After a long time, he came back to God and looked at Ye Feng to worship.

"It is worthy of being a true God. Such means are not feasible without gods."

"Hehe, I took great pains for the rise of the Terran. Don't let the news out."

Ye Feng smiled indifferently and didn't care about the praise of Ouyang Qin song.

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Ouyang Qinge nodded solemnly, then stepped down and prepared to cooperate with Ye Feng to give the human holy court an unforgettable test.

As Ouyang Qinge left, Ye Feng's eyes crossed the space again and fell on Jiao Miao and his line.

Before long, Jiao Miao and his group came to the foot of the holy court mountain. They stared at Wang Le, a holy court guard.

Just as Jiao Miao and the others shot, Ye Feng waved and a mysterious brilliance fell on Wang Le and others.

After that, twenty octagonal pinnacles opened Wang Le's necks and waved their bodies away.

But in fact, from the moment when the top 20 octagons shot, Wang Le and others were wrapped by a mysterious force and integrated into the void.

Their original position was a fictional body made up of empty forces.

All those killed by octagonal demons were illusions, but they didn't notice it.

Wang Le and other holy court guards hid in the void and watched the illusion of octagonal peaks killing them, and then became their appearance.

This scene is very shocking. Their hearts rise with fear and want to warn the holy court, but they are in the void, their voice can't penetrate the void, and their bodies can't move.

After a long time, Jiao Miao and a line of Jiao demons had left. Wang Le and other holy court guards watched them walk up the stairs, and their hearts could not help despair.

At the same time, remorse also filled their hearts. They hated that they didn't keep vigilant, because ye Feng's magnificent achievements and ignored the demon family. As a result, they didn't find Jiao Miao and others coming, which plunged the human holy court into crisis.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault to see the horn demon king court. These damn devil cubs are extremely treacherous. I should have known that they won't give up."

"Alas... Where are we trapped? I want to warn the holy court and tell Lord Zhenshen about the whereabouts of these devil cubs. General Shengwei can't do it..."

"Damn it, damn it! It's over. You and I are sinners of the holy court!"

Wang Le and others were in great grief, and some were in tears.

Just then, a light laugh sounded, "you know you're wrong?"

"Huh? General guard?"

Wang Le and others were surprised. It was obviously the voice of general Shengwei and Ouyang Qinge. They looked at the source of the voice.

I saw Ouyang Qinge in black armor walking from the dark nothingness and looking at them with a smile.

"General Shengwei! A team of devil cubs pretended to be us and sneaked into the holy court. They have gone up!"

"Yes, please tell general Shengwei to the holy court and Lord Zhenshen!"