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When the Great Monsters of the Holy Spirit Dynasty saw Chen Feng and Tiamaji, they were all pleasantly surprised.

"Great! Support is here!"

"Mr. Tianxing and Princess Maggie are here, we don't need to withdraw our troops!"

The alpacas and white elephants were the first to cheer.

However, the Giant Monster King said anxiously: "Don't stop! Run! The army of the Saint King who has eaten the evil thing is coming this way!"

"Sister, brother-in-law! Let's go! The strength of that thing has probably exceeded the Ascension stage!"

The Giant Monster King clearly felt that the power of the three demon dragons was much stronger than the last time Tiamaji was controlled.

The three demon dragons were very fast, and as soon as the Giant Monster King finished speaking, they were already chasing after him.

"Roar!!"

Three demonic dragons, three black flood dragon heads with bloody lines, opened their bloody mouths to face the army below, ready to feast.

"Damn it! How come it's so fast! Let's go!!!"

The giant Monster King screamed in surprise and anger, then rushed forward to intercept the three demon dragons with a pair of weapons in hand.

Just a fist punch passed over his head, intercepting the three demon dragons faster than him, and even dented its chest.

The three demon dragons were hit by the fist and flew backwards. The three Flood Dragon heads vomited three large mouthfuls of blood before they even started eating.

"???"

The Giant Monster King looked at the three demon dragons that were sent flying hundreds of miles away with some dumbfounded eyes.

Then he looked back at Chen Feng who was standing on the golden chariot.

I saw Chen Feng stepping on the front frame of the car with one foot and slowly withdrawing his fist with one hand.

"The Monster King is right, you still have to run, because if you take any chances in the next battle, you will all suffer."

As he spoke, he flew out with a single lunge, his whole body flying out like a Transcendent Level missile.

A hundred miles away, three demonic dragons roared angrily three times while bleeding, and then the three Flood Dragon heads simultaneously sprayed out black-red beams of light towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng punched three times in a row, and the three fists hit the black-red beam of light, like waves from a Transcendent Level nuclear explosion appearing in mid-air.

boom!

rumble! ! !

Circles of shock waves spread thousands of miles, and the retreating army of the Holy Spirit Dynasty was like a boat in the angry sea.

Countless Monster Race people were thrown off their feet, and those Low Level Monster Race soldiers were stunned.

Chen Feng was a little helpless. He had tried his best to block the three demonic dragons hundreds of miles away.

"Roar!"

The three demonic dragons had already swooped towards them, and Chen Feng instantly entered the God of War mode to fight them.

"Fuck you cutie!"

Quintessence Version + Charge up and punch out.

Boom! ! !

The three demon dragons had no idea that the power of this punch would be more than ten times stronger than before.

Its condensed defense was instantly shattered, and the fist struck its chest between its three heads again.

This time, it was flown thousands of miles, directly from the border of the Holy Spirit Kingdom into the Holy Saint King Kingdom.

Its three heads drooped and it was vomiting blood crazily, and its three heads directly entered a state of confusion.

When it discovered that Chen Feng was only at the Transcending Tribulation Stage, it thought those fists were unique moves that could only be used twice.

The result is that it is a flat A or an ordinary flat A. It can be killed with a little critical hit.

The three-headed demon dragon has been forced into a rational stage after receiving two punches. It knows very well that not only can it not be defeated, but it may not be able to escape.

When it saw Chen Feng chasing after him, it immediately transformed into its weapon form and ran away in the opposite direction.

Chen Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the three demonic dragons transforming back into their original form from a distance.

"Fuck! Three-pointed two-edged knife!!!"

[Three-headed dragon, three-pointed two-edged sword...his life experience is about to be revealed! ]

[hiss! It’s actually Jiao Enjun’s weapon! ]

[Erlang God Jiao Enjun, we Shandong people are so proud! ]

[ah? Isn't Erlang Shen's name Yang Jian? ]

[Erlang God Jiao Enjun, named Yang Jian, no problem. ]

[Then does he have a clone named Li Xunhuan, whose motto is: You came just in time. ]

[Mader, a group of sand sculptures. ]

Chen Feng found that he could not catch up with the three-pointed two-edged sword, so he immediately called somersault cloud.

After stepping onto the somersault cloud, he took out the wine gourd and took a sip, then looked to the side.

Next to him was a three-pointed, two-edged knife that trembled with fear and almost turned into a question mark.

"You can't escape, just accept the punishment."

The three-pointed two-edged sword jumped over the wall in a hurry, turning the blade and slashing directly at Chen Feng.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly. If it were in the form of a three-headed dragon, he would have to work harder, but in the form of a weapon, wouldn't he be able to handle it?

He stretched out his hand, pinched the blade of the three-pointed two-edged knife with his thumb and index finger, and controlled it directly.

[Good guy, you just threw yourself into the trap. ]

[Sand Sculpture: Easy to handle~]

[Hehe, next it will turn into the shape of a sand sculpture. ]

[I only recognize the shape of the sand sculpture as the Armstrong Swinging Armstrong Cannon. ]

When Chen Feng grabbed the gun body with his other hand, he was actively pulled into the weapon spirit space by the demon spirit of the three-pointed two-edged sword.

In the spirit space that was as filthy as a sea of ​​blood, the three demonic dragons looked down at Chen Feng, who was no bigger than a tooth, like living demons.

It looked at Chen Feng with evil intentions, as if to say, let's see what else you can do.

In the eyes of the three-headed demon dragon, Chen Feng is a physically powerful monk, while the Primordial Spirit is only as strong as the normal Transcending Tribulation Stage.

Of course, even if it is slightly stronger, it can still crush it. After all, it is a powerful Great Demon spirit born from the fusion of the flesh, blood and souls of more than two million creatures. Its realm is the mid-term True Immortal realm.

And Chen Feng's Primordial Spirit was easily pulled into the weapon spirit space by it, which also shows that Chen Feng's Primordial Spirit is really not strong.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Feng was not only not nervous and scared, but also had a "sexy smile" on his face.

Just like a flower picker who saw a young woman taking a bath, he didn't even bother to take off her clothes.

"..."

The expressions of the three demon dragons that were originally so proud gradually solidified.

Don't laugh, I'm afraid!

Is it too late to drive him out now?

As if he had seen through its emotions, Chen Feng grinned and said, "It's too late~"

The next second, an indescribable color of chaos eroded the entire space of the weapon spirit, and countless tentacles darker than darkness entangled three demonic dragons from all directions.

"Roar ah ah ah!!"

The three demonic dragons were completely eroded and decomposed by Senluo's Sword Intent in panic.

When all the darkness retracted into Chen Feng's body, the entire weapon spirit space returned to its original white state.

Chen Feng took out Tifa's picture and placed it in the weapon spirit space, trying to see if it could affect the formation of the weapon spirit.

But he didn't notice that this time the battle in the weapon spirit space was broadcast live on the system's split screen.

[F*ck! Are sand sculptures so wild in the tool spirit space? ! ]

[Nima, Senluo Sword Intent is simply an indescribable thing in the spirit space! ]

[Finally I know what Shuang Tian Leng Yue has been through... I would have to be submissive to anyone else. ]

[etc? Mr. Yu, why did you put my eldest wife’s photo in the Qi Ling Space! ! ! ]

[Sand sculpture: Just look like this, do you understand? Artifact Spirit Space: Weak, helpless, afraid to speak. ]

[system! Just take care of him! unacceptable! Even my wife Tifa will not be spared! What a beast! ]