Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

How... how is it possible?

Mo Ying looked horrified, staring at Wang Feng with a look of disbelief on his face covered with magic patterns.

He is a dignified elder of the Demon Tribe, a person at the peak of the late stage of Yuan Shen!

Looking at the entire Lost World, not to say invincible, but still standing at the top, but this mere intruder can easily injure himself? When did the invaders become so powerful?

If the invaders were so powerful, then the four major races would have been wiped out by the invaders long ago! Could it be that the intruders were different this time?

No matter how Mo Ying guessed, he could not predict the outcome.

"You sealed the Demon Palace?"

Suddenly, Mo Ying seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Wang Feng with increasing horror.

Based on the fluctuations in the battle between the two of them just now, the strong men from the Demon Tribe should have noticed it and swarmed in. However, after such a long time, no strong man from the Demon Tribe appeared.

"Where is the secret place of the Demon Pilgrimage?"

Wang Feng smiled noncommittally, stared at Mo Ying, and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Mo Ying's pupils shrank. How dare this mere intruder touch the holy land of his demon clan?

"Come die!"

The next moment, the power in Mo Ying's body surged wildly, and the two fists flashed with majestic magic power. Like two dragons out of the sea, they bombarded Wang Feng. No matter how frightened he was, he could not let it go. Wang Feng acted arrogantly in front of him!

A mere intruder broke into the Demon Palace, the center of his Demon Tribe, and wanted to invade the Holy Land of his Demon Tribe. If word got out, how could his Demon Tribe have the face to face so many powerful people from the Demon Tribe? What qualifications do you have to become the master of the demon clan?

With this thought in mind, Mo Ying burst out with unprecedented power. His terrifying fists shook the void, blasting out two dark holes in the void in the Demon Palace. The entire void in the Demon Palace was filled with Twisted in a manner visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng's eyes froze. He didn't want to waste any more time with Mo Ying, so he directly mobilized the power of faith in the gods in his body and used the Shura Dragon Seal of the Six True Dragon Seals!

"Roar!"

The extremely majestic dragon roar came out from Wang Feng's body. Along with this dragon roar, there was also a terrifying cultivation aura. Under this Shura aura, the entire Demon Palace, It was as if it had turned into Shura Purgatory, making people feel the bone-chilling coldness!

"Buzz!"

Immediately afterwards, the endless power of faith condensed into a brown dragon shadow, hovering around Wang Feng. The entire dragon shadow was extremely solid, like a real dragon coming into the world, and the terrifying dragon power enveloped the entire Demon Palace. , making the elder of the Demon Tribe, Demon Ying, tremble!

"Roar!"

With the push of Wang Feng's palm, the dragon shadow hovering over him roared out in an instant, carrying an astonishing momentum, and rushed towards Mo Ying. The terrifying power fluctuation directly caused the entire void to crack. Come on, the huge dragon power made Moying's whole soul tremble, as if he was facing a real dragon!

"boom!"

Under Mo Ying's horrified gaze, the two fist seals collided with the dragon shadow. The fist seal, which used all the power of Mo Ying, was like a bubble in front of the dragon shadow, and was easily crushed without any traces. Blocking power!

After crushing the two fist seals, the dragon shadow continued unabated and blasted towards Mo Ying at an extremely fast speed. Before Mo Ying could react, his whole person was already enveloped by the terrifying dragon shadow.

"ah!"

A shrill scream instantly resounded throughout the Demon Palace. Under the raging raging power of the Shura Dragon Qi, Mo Ying's whole body was extremely miserable. The vitality in his body was eroded one after another. The Shura Dragon Qi continued to erode his body. , causing him to endure unimaginable pain!

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Mo Ying's body was revealed. The miserable appearance was enough to move anyone's face. It was unimaginable that a strong man at the peak of the late Yuan Shen could actually fall to this point?

I saw that at this time, Moying's clothes were all torn, and there was no intact part of his body. He was covered in dense scars, and dark blood flowed all over his body, like a bloody man. What really caused Moying pain was not the injuries on his body. , but the Shura Dragon Qi raging in his body. Even a strong man of his level cannot bear the pain of being corroded by the Shura Dragon Qi.

"Kill...kill me!"

Mo Ying said feebly, his whole face distorted by the unbearable pain. If outsiders saw this scene, they would be shocked. When did a strong man with a dignified soul actually ask for death?

There was no surprise on Wang Feng's face. The Shura Dragon Seal was extremely terrifying. The Shura Dragon Qi in it could not only corrode the body, but also corrode the soul. It was really difficult for ordinary people to resist the severe pain of double erosion of the body and soul!

The most important thing is that at this moment, all of Mo Ying's strength has been eroded by Shura Dragon Qi and cannot be mobilized. He is no different from a mortal. In this case, even Wang Feng himself is not sure that he can endure such horrific pain. Bear it.

"Where is the secret place of the Demon Pilgrimage?"

"If you tell me obediently, I will give you a good pleasure!"

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently, if he failed to achieve his goal, he would not let this demon die easily.

"In... deep within the inner city of the demon!"

Mo Ying said weakly, and at the same time he raised his hand with difficulty and passed a map to Wang Feng.

He really couldn't stand the pain. At this moment, he just wanted to die and be freed. As for betraying the Demon Tribe, he couldn't care anymore. Even an elder at the level of his soul couldn't bear this kind of pain. As long as the king Feng thought that he could find another top protector at any time, and if he followed the same method, that protector would definitely tell him!

Instead of gritting one's teeth and holding on, it would be better to be liberated as soon as possible!

Furthermore, he also longed in his heart that the high priest and the elders of many demon tribes could avenge him.

Wang Feng is indeed extremely powerful, and even he, the peak of the later stage of Yuan Shen, is no match for him. However, in the secret realm of Demon Pilgrimage, there are the top experts of his Demon tribe, and even several ancestors of the Demon tribe are among them. No matter how powerful Wang Feng is, there is only one person. How can he withstand the attacks of the top experts in the entire Demon Clan?

Tell him the address of the secret place of the devil's pilgrimage. If he dares to go in, he will probably die!

Not only can he solve his own pain, but he can also hope for revenge. This shouldn't be considered a betrayal of the Demon Tribe, right?

After getting what he wanted, Wang Feng did not hesitate. He pointed it out, and the terrifying power condensed into a point, and shot out in an instant. Without any surprise, it penetrated the center of Mo Ying's eyebrows, completely wiping out his last life, and making him unable to die. die!

However, Mo Ying never closed his eyes until his death, and there was even more pain and unwillingness on his face!

Wang Feng plundered some of Mo Ying's wealth, and with a flash of his body, he headed directly towards the place where the secret realm of Devil's Pilgrimage was.