The Devil Sovereign

The sword cut down as lightning arced through the air, forming a 3,000-foot-long lightning river that shot explosively towards Qiao Feng with fierce force.

With your little cultivation, you still want to kill me?

Qiao Feng was fearless. His right hand gripped his mace as his left fist punched out: "Proud Dragon Repents!"

Three bright five-clawed Golden Dragon s pierced through the air and attacked Lei He.

The two of them suddenly launched an unrelenting attack!

Stop snatching it, this first symbol is mine!

Hong Yun reached out his hand and grabbed. The raging power of Nirvana turned into a vortex in his palm, surging out with an endless suction force.

In the blink of an eye, the mass of golden light in the sky seemed to be attracted by something and flew toward old man Hong Yun.

Clang!

The Spirit King, who had been watching the entire battle, pointed with his finger and a bunch of black light shot out from the hole. It wrapped around the first talisman and quickly flew back towards the Spirit King.

Ghost King, what do you mean?

Old man Red Jade fiercely shouted. His eyes were spitting fire, and the ducks in his mouth had already flown away. How could he swallow this down?

How dare you steal from me? I don't mind killing you! The Spirit King did not show any mercy, as the moment it spoke, it would kill.

What big words!

Bai Wushuang waved his hand and a thick white smoky sea covered the sky at lightning speed.

That ball of golden light that flew towards the Spirit King had unexpectedly retreated backwards, as if it had been pulled back by Bai Wushuang.

The Spirit King's pupils shrank, and anxiously shouted: "Give me a hand!"

The five hundred over people that followed the Spirit King took action at the same time, a vast ocean of force of destiny poured into the Spirit King's body.

The initial trend of him being defeated turned into a victory once again.

Seeing that his first talisman was about to be snatched away by the Ghost King, Bai Wushuang roared: "Old bastard Hong Yun, why aren't you attacking?"

Hehe!

The old ghost Hong Yun chose to stand idly by the side and watch.

What the fuck do you mean?

Bai Wushuang was thoroughly enraged, but he couldn't get out of it now.

I feel that the ratio can be increased a bit now!

The old ghost Hong Yun had nothing to fear, threatening Bai Wushuang.

You...

Bai Wushuang glared: Despicable!

I am despicable? Didn't you say that with and without us, there is no difference?

If you look down on us so much, why ask me?

Upon hearing these words, Bai Wushuang's face darkened to the extreme. She relaxed and said, "I was in the wrong before. The ratio is now four to six again. How about it?"

With the current situation, I don't think I can take it anymore!

Hong Yun wickedly smiled, his intention to advance even further.

Fifty percent! Bai Wushuang roared angrily: "This is already my biggest bottom line. Any more is impossible!"

The old ghost Hong Yun hesitated for a moment, then said: "Alright, then I'll help you. Make your move!"

Swoosh swoosh. Nearly seven hundred Manifestation practitioners quickly returned to Bai Wushuang's back. Endless energy was added to his body.

Waves of terrifying suction force intertwined with each other, pinching the center of the golden ball of light, causing it to sway left and right.

However, gradually, the Ghost King's men ran out of energy.

The golden ball of light was moving slowly towards Bai Wushuang.

Haha, Ghost King, you're still too tender to fight me. I'll easily accept the first talisman! Bai Wu-Shuang's arms trembled as a huge amount of Nirvana Qi gushed out like a clap of thunder.

F * ck, I can't hold on any longer!

Ghost King, what should we do?

The opponent's strength was too strong!

The five hundred or so people following the Spirit King all had ferocious looks on their faces. They looked distorted and uncomfortable, as if all the blood in their bodies was about to be sucked out!

The Spirit King was the same, his entire face was distorted as he said fiercely: "Work harder, you must not let Bai Wushuang get it!"

Tap, tap, tap!

However, as soon as the Spirit King's words fell, it was as if a mountain had collapsed. The five hundred or so people were sucked forward until they tumbled.

Just at this moment, Mo Xianer, who had been motionless all this time, revealed a strange smile on her beautiful face: "Don't snatch it anymore, let me enjoy the first talisman!"

Mo Xianer shot into the air, her delicate body flashing like lightning as she grabbed towards the golden ball of light.

Mo Xianer's palm was sent flying before it could even touch the golden ball of light.

A little girl that hasn't even grown any hair yet, you still want to profit from this? Are you even worthy?

Haha, you are really courting death. How can you break the suction force created by the troops of our two factions?

Hmph, reckless bastard!

Many people from Bai Wushuang's faction sneered.

Seeing Mo Xianer flying backwards, Xiao Feng stomped on the ground and shot up into the sky, grabbing onto Mo Xianer: Are you alright!

I'm fine, but we won't be able to obtain the first talisman! Mo Xianer said in frustration.

Is that so? Xiao Feng's mouth raised, and an evil smile appeared on his face: Watch carefully!

Xiao Feng released Mo Xianer, his entire body suddenly shot upwards, landing in the air above the golden ball of light, he roared out fiercely: "Heaven Swallowing Demonic Cauldron, Devour!"

A violent rumbling sound came out from Xiao Feng's body, then his entire body, suddenly transformed into a black devil furnace.

Boundless. Darkness. Bloody. Cold. All sorts of hair-raising auras that could sweep through the world.

Come here!

Accompanied by a wild roar, the black magic furnace crazily rotated, and a sky-devouring suction force enveloped the golden blob of light.

The golden blob of light actually broke away from the suction force and shot into the black furnace like an arrow.

Pound!

As the first talisman broke away, the suction force coming from both sides turned into a solid attack that collided head on.

Rumble rumble rumble!

A shocking explosion echoed out through the sky.

One figure after another flew out.

Stop fighting, the first talisman, was snatched by Xiao Feng!

The eyes of the Purple Thunder True Fire that was currently engaged in an intense battle with Qiao Feng suddenly focused. His sword hacked apart the silver dragon mace as he spoke sternly.

And at this moment, Qiao Feng's gaze was also fixated on Xiao Feng: F * ck, I'll be the one to reap the rewards!

Kill!

Violet Thunder grasped his thunder sword and flew towards the demonic furnace.

Your opponent is me!

Mo Xianer naturally would not allow Zi Lei to sneak attack Xiao Feng. Her delicate body moved like the wind, and with a shake of her jade hand, a three feet long blood blade appeared, slashing towards Zi Lei.

F * ck!

Zi Lei's face sank. He could only deal with Mo Xianer first.

The battle between the two had begun in the sky. It had been a fiery battle, and the two were currently at a stalemate.

Xiao Feng, hand over the first talisman and I will spare your life!

Qiao Feng looked straight at the black magic furnace and spoke coldly. The silver dragon mace in his hand was ready to strike at any moment.

The Demon Furnace shook, and circles of black waves dispersed outwards, revealing Xiao Feng's figure. A lazy smile hung on the corner of his mouth: Sorry, the first talisman, has already been activated by me!

Just nice, hand over the token! Qiao Feng stretched out his hand and said.

Hehe, ignorant fool, if you have the ability, come snatch it yourself.

You're courting death, then don't blame me!

Qiao Feng quickly made his move, his figure whistling out like a gale wind. The Silver Dragon mace in his hand flickered with life threatening light as it pierced straight into Xiao Feng's chest.

The light wave spread out, setting off a destructive storm. In an instant, it flew over a thousand meters and reached within thirty meters of Xiao Feng.

Stormwind Nebula Split!

Xiao Feng let out a cry, and a black hole appeared in the starry sky. Countless meteors rained down like a torrential downpour, covering the earth and smashing onto the destructive storm.

A series of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering explosions rang out for hundreds of miles. Terrifying energy waves swept out, causing those who were sent flying back. Bai Wushuang and the others, who were currently on their way to kill, to forcefully block them.

Some of the lower leveled cultivators even trembled and coughed out blood.

Qiao Feng was also attacked by this and retreated a few hundred meters. Then, with a sinister gaze, he rushed at Xiao Feng: "Surnamed Xiao, if you want to die, immediately hand over the order talisman and scram to the side. Don't force me to use my true body!"

Don't you understand why people talk so much nonsense? Xiao Feng was disdainful, his eyes were like lightning.

The one with the ability to do so?

Qiao Feng's eyes narrowed: Well said, then I'll let you see who is the real power today!

The instant he finished speaking, Qiao Feng's palms struck out: Twin Dragons get water, quickly turn to ice!

The two Blue Dragons flew up, faced the sky, and roared. They violently sprayed out icy mist and then at an extremely fast speed, it turned into a blizzard that covered the entire sky above the palace.

The temperature of the surrounding air plummeted as the airflow in the air turned to ice.

At this moment, no matter who it was, everyone sucked in a cold breath of air and quickly retreated!

Qiao Feng was clearly going all out!

Even Bai Wushuang and the others were watching quietly. No one stepped forward.

Feeling the bone-piercing cold on his body, Xiao Feng activated the Five Prison Demon Flames, instantly erasing the frost on his body. His arms trembled as he sneered: "You think this move of yours is that powerful?

Hmph, this Xiao shall let you experience the true coldness today!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Feng clenched his right arm and all the water energy within a radius of fifty kilometers gathered together.

When this punch was thrown out, white light shot out in all directions. Under the guidance of the white light, the condensed water energy quickly froze into a giant fist of ice!

With an apocalyptic momentum, he directly blew up the two blue dragons that were flying in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the temperature of the surrounding area dropped to three hundred degrees below zero. Everything within ten thousand feet of the area was turned into an ice sculpture.

Including Qiao Feng's body!

Collapse Qiao Feng crazily attacked the ice sculpture!

However, he was unable to break through the ice. He could only watch as the huge frost fist streaked through the air towards him.

However, just at the moment when the enormous fist was about to overwhelm it …

You want to kill my brother? Have you ever asked me if I would agree?

The Spirit King suddenly made its move. Nine streams of ghastly aura, a mystical giant finger, penetrated the Frost Fist.

A black shadow appeared in front of the ice sculpture and slapped out.

Boom!

The white ice sculpture shattered into pieces. Qiao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, held onto his chest, and stepped out.

As he lifted his head, a pair of eyes locked onto Xiao Feng's body with a gaze that was as sharp as knives.

At this moment, his heart was filled with incomparable shock!

Earlier, when Xiao Feng unleashed that fist strike, it was definitely capable of killing him in an instant!

Fortunately, the Spirit King had made his move in time, otherwise, he would really be a corpse now!

Moreover, the temperature of that fist was too cold, it was suffocating!

Do we still want to fight?

Xiao Feng held onto the God Slaying Sabre, held it up high in the sky, berating ferociously, following that, countless of white ice shards fell from behind.

He was like a God of Death bathing in the world of ice and snow!

Old ghost Hong Yun, Bai Wushuang, what are you two still standing there for? Qiao Feng roared towards the back: I don't want the first talisman, but today I must make Xiao Feng die!

Since you intend to kill Xiao Feng, I am duty-bound!

Bai Wushuang flew through the air and appeared by Qiao Feng's side. The old ghost, Hong Yun, hesitated for a moment before flying over as well.

He and Xiao Feng had only met a few times, and were not friends at all.

But now, with so many people wanting to kill him, how could they not share the spoils?

Otherwise, if Bai Wushuang ate it all by himself and didn't spit out its bones, there was nothing he could do.

After all, his opponent's strength was there for all to see.

Therefore, he could only take action and help Qiao Feng get rid of Xiao Feng.

On the other side, the battle between Mo Xianer and Zi Lei was getting fiercer and fiercer.

But when Mo Xianer heard that so many people were about to surround and attack Xiao Feng, she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. After getting struck by the purple lightning, her sword brushed past her wrist.

Dark red blood splattered out.

Ah ~

Mo Xianer roared in her heart, but she did not call out, because she knew that she could not call out now, or else Xiao Feng would be distracted.

Bastard, when I'm caught off guard, stab me!

Mo Xianer seized the opportunity of this opening and turned the three feet blood edge into a palm that landed on Zi Lei's chest with a muffled sound. Purple Thunder was struck away with a thunder sword, and her jade-like hand turned into a palm that landed on top of his chest.