Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"Impossible!"

"Why is the bloodline fluctuation in your body stronger than that of the Evil Lord?!"

The Archbishop in red was shocked in his heart, after Chen Feng used the bloodline seal.

In his eyes, there was finally a look of horror.

But more than that, there was still a lot of confusion.

"You don't need to know."

The seal was activated, and the opponent's soul was imprisoned and suppressed.

For a while, it was like a dead person.

Casually thrown into a storage ring.

"It's over."

Chen Feng clapped his hands, feeling a terrifying aura approaching rapidly.

That was the Demon Lord.

In the distance, the Demon Lotus appeared in the sky, and a person walked in the air, getting closer with each step.

Long Sheng's movements became slower.

The surrounding seawater flowed back again, washing away the traces left by the previous battle.

"Demon Lord..."

There was a gleam in Chen Feng's eyes.

The momentum brought by the opponent was too strong, giving him a visual impact.

It was far stronger than the first time he saw it. Only when facing the opponent could he feel the profound magic power like an ocean.

The demonic charm and pressure increased suddenly.

"Long Sheng, you have been lucky to survive for so many years."

"Today, you should also be executed."

A plain voice came from the sky.

After that, the sky was covered by a black mist.

Nothing could be seen clearly, even if the divine sense broke through the formation and tried to explore in the darkness, it was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Then, in the darkness, a brilliant light appeared, followed by a muffled sound.

That was the sound of the opponent's Mahayana Spiritual Treasure exploding.

He wanted to use the self-destruction of the Spiritual Treasure to exchange for a glimmer of hope.

When the black mist dissipated.

Only the Demon Lord stood with his hands behind his back, and there was only a pile of rotting flesh wriggling in front of him.

The onlookers suddenly widened their eyes.

Long Sheng was dead.

A cultivator in the mid-stage of Body Integration, holding a Mahayana Spiritual Treasure, was annihilated in the darkness like this.

"Just let you return to where you came from."

A trace of compassion appeared on the Demon Lord's face as he gently flicked his hands.

Just when everyone was puzzled about why the Demon Lord was collecting the corpse.

Only the shattered flesh of the opponent and the soul that had merged with the seawater in the darkness were also brought out.

In the air, it bloomed brilliantly.

Transforming into countless clouds of spiritual energy, blowing towards the southern region.

"Chen Feng."

But Chen Feng was silent after experiencing the Demon Lord's extraordinary technique.

Although his face had always maintained a calm expression, his heart had already exploded.

The Divine Transformation Art had a thousand faces, and each person's comprehension would not lead to the same result.

The Demon Lord's Divine Transformation Art had already taken a new path.

"Senior Demon Lord."

Hearing the other party calling his name, Chen Feng felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He had no relationship with the Demon Lord.

Why would he call out his name now? What did he want to do?

In his mind, the first reaction was his own bloodline power.

"No need for formalities."

"You are different from others, I have high hopes for you."

The Demon Lord smiled faintly.

This formed a sharp contrast with his previous coldness.

Upon hearing this sentence, Chen Feng was a little confused about the meaning of these words.

"Treat Lin Mei well..."

After patting Chen Feng's shoulder twice, the Demon Lord disappeared on the Demon Lotus.

Chen Feng awkwardly touched his nose. He didn't expect that he had always given him the impression of being high above and not in the mortal world, would say such a thing.

And at this moment, a guess in his heart was also confirmed.

"Indeed, a good father."

Chen Feng slightly closed his eyes and looked towards the Holy Azure Peak.

"Senior Azure Peak, did the king of the Mermaid Clan die?"

"Yes, he fell."

"The king of the Sea Wolf Clan also."

Saint Cang nodded slightly, his figure appearing somewhat desolate for a moment.

His body was covered in countless injuries.

Now, the formidable enemy has been defeated and the calamity has been eliminated.

"Senior Demon Lord, you are truly amazing."

Chen Feng couldn't help but praise.

Two of the four Body Integration Cultivators have fallen.

And now, another one has fallen.

This is the strongest combat power of the Lengwen Dao State.

"Alright."

Chen Feng silently nodded and crushed the token in his hand.

The wind blew, and the flying boat with the Chen character flag flew towards the depths of the sea.

At this moment.

The desert.

The Demon Elephant felt something and sighed towards the sky.

A spiritual pressure caused the cultivators and the monsters fighting around to pause.

"Retreat!"

He said in a deep voice, his powerful voice echoing throughout the desert border.

For a moment, countless monsters retreated like a tide.

"Why are we retreating when Danchenzi is about to die!"

The Fire Crow was dissatisfied, a crimson hole opening in its chest.

Ferocious.

His old rival is finally going to be ground to death.

And now you're telling me to leave?

Are you kidding me?

"The Demon Lord is coming."

The Demon Elephant looked up at the several Demon Kings, seeing the unwillingness in their eyes, and warned in a deep voice.

"Demon Lord?"

After hearing this title, the Fire Crow fell silent for a while.

Silently putting away the Spiritual Treasure Feather Fan, it retreated with the tide of beasts.

Suddenly, the Great Desert City was in chaos.

Countless cultivators stood still, at a loss, watching all the monsters retreat.

"Conceal the fallen heroes!"

"Return to the Desert Spirit Pavilion!"

Danchenzi dragged his injured body, looking at the suddenly retreating beast tide, his eyes filled with silence.

The Demon Lord is coming.

A crucial battle often requires the appearance of the strongest to have a result.

But after their strongest appeared, the demons chose to retreat directly.

This made his desire for strength even stronger.

If the Demon Lord doesn't come ashore, they will be in trouble.

According to his current state, he can't even last half an incense stick.

Not to mention, the opponent's strongest beast has not yet appeared.

If it weren't for the opponent's arrogance or concerns.

Even the magnificent and sturdy Great Desert City would be destroyed.

"Junmo Fellow Daoist..."

Danchenzi's voice was somewhat mournful.

On top of the mountain of countless demon corpses, he saw a set of broken and blood-stained armor.

Flesh and blood no longer existed.

He raised the blood-stained armor high and shouted loudly:

"Farewell, Junmo Fellow Daoist's Ascension!"

"Farewell, Commander Junmo's Ascension!"

The city trembled, and countless soldiers shouted loudly.

The sound shook the heavens and the earth.

After collecting the opponent's armor, he looked at the devastated city and felt sorrowful.

The opponent only had several Void Returning Demon Kings make a move.

His own strength was still too weak.

For a moment, his figure staggered.

This battle has drained his vitality.

His physical body is broken, and it may take a long time to recover.

The Demon Lord hid in the clouds, overlooking the earth.

He sighed softly, condensing with one hand.

Suddenly, an invisible force surged into the huge meat grinder in front of the city.

Flesh and blood, blood, all began to rotate.

Only a slight sound was heard.

The flesh and blood were refined, turning into strands of spiritual light, sprinkling onto the surviving soldiers.

He took out the remains of the Mermaid King and locked onto Danchenzi.