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"this……"

The evil prisoner heard his voice trembling. Situ Reading 520 official website

The truth made him tremble all over!

The other demon clans are also like him.

Ye Feng originally thought that the sudden arrival of these evil demons would interrupt their summoning of the Holy Mountain, but it seemed that things were not as he expected.

"Seize the chance!"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed. This was an unexpected surprise. They had to grasp it. It would only take a moment for the Holy Mountain to arrive completely.

"Kill them all!"

The evil-hearted mad lion suddenly looked at the evil demon tribe, his voice contained endless coercion. There is no doubt that he is the belief of these ants, their god!

Even though the evil-hearted mad lion has been restrained and cannot even do much, the pressure of the evil-hearted mad lion has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the evil demons for thousands of years.

Even after seeing the truth, most members of the Evil Demon Clan still did not dare to disobey the Evil Heart Mad Lion and immediately rushed to kill him.

On the contrary, it was the evil prisoners and other gods who looked at the evil lion with complicated eyes and did not take action for a while.

"late!"

Facing the violent demon clan, Ye Feng curled up his lips. If the evil prisoners waited for the gods to take action, they might still be in trouble, but it was just the saint clan, no matter how many they were, they couldn't be organized.

"boom!"

The formation made a deafening sound at this moment, the mighty holy mountain appeared out of thin air, the light shining in all directions, and the mighty pressure suppressed the heavens.

The moment the holy mountain appeared, the evil lion who was still struggling suddenly froze, with deep fear in his eyes.

At the same time, all the evil demon clan's movements were stagnant. They felt that their own power was suppressed. It was a natural suppression similar to the pressure of blood, and they could not even resist.

Even Moping Prison, the demon soul tribe hidden among the evil demon tribe, felt uncomfortable all over.

"This mountain, this mountain restrains evil spirits!"

The evil prisoner's expression suddenly changed. He saw the evil prisoner beside him staring at the glorious holy mountain, his eyes filled with fear.

"We cannot let them suppress the God of Sin. Our clan's power comes from the God of Sin. If the God of Sin is suppressed, our clan will suffer unprecedented heavy losses!"

Xie Cong screamed in fear. Seeing this scene, he had realized that the reason why the Evil Clan was called the Evil Clan was precisely because they were related to weirdness.

The evil spirit in the evil demon clan is not born with it, but comes from strange rewards. Their belief in and worship of the evil lion is actually a deal with the evil lion.

Their power comes from the Evil Heart Crazy Lion and from evil energy. The Evil Demon Clan has been linked to the Evil Heart Crazy Lion and cannot be broken.

"The God of Sin must never be sealed to stop them!"

As the most wise man of the evil demon tribe, Xie Long thought of everything in an instant and rushed towards Ye Feng and others madly.

The evil prisoners and other gods in the rear hurriedly followed. They might not have figured out the cause and effect, but since the first wise man said so, it was absolutely right to follow suit.

As the crisis hit from above, Ji Sheng and others looked solemn. Only Ye Feng looked calm, and there was even a flash of ridicule in his eyes.

"It's too late!"

Canglan Holy Mountain has completely descended, pressing on the head of the Evil Heart Mad Lion. The blazing flames covering the Evil Heart Mad Lion touched the holy mountain, and the fire surged into the night.

Each evil-suppressing lock shone brightly, and the evil-minded mad lion was crushed, turning into evil energy and scattered in all directions.

The Holy Mountain of Canglan crashed onto the altar with a rumble. The cracks in the altar were repaired in an instant, and the majestic power rolled in the pit. It was the power of heaven and earth, helping to suppress the strangeness.

"No, no!"

"It's all over!"

The wailing sounds of the evil demons came one after another, and the evil energy on their bodies suddenly disappeared. Everyone's cultivation level dropped rapidly, and the stronger they were, the faster they fell.

The evil prisoners and evil cages fell to the fifth level of the divine realm in the blink of an eye, and basically all the evil demons fell to at least one level.

"Pity."

Such drastic changes made the eyes of Ji Sheng and others dull. Only Ye Feng stared at the Canglan Holy Mountain that was about to disappear, unable to see the familiar voice from it, and sighed quietly.

The person Ye Feng wants to see is of course the Holy Son Lingzhuo. If Lingzhuo's shadow can appear to help this time, it will be extremely easy to deal with these evil demons, but right now...

"You can do it yourself!"

Ye Feng turned around and looked at the demon clan, with endless chill in his eyes.

The current fighting strength of the evil demon tribe is only the two evil prisoners and evil cages, and they have now fallen to the fifth level of the divine realm.

But on Ye Feng's side, the five people from Haoyuntian alone are five at the fifth level of the divine realm. Ye Feng can also fight against the fifth level of the divine realm. The others burst out with all their strength, and it is not a problem to fight against the fourth level of the divine realm.

The situation turned around in an instant!

"escape!"

Evil Cage is indeed smart. The moment the Evil Heart Mad Lion was suppressed, he realized that the situation was not good and took the lead in escaping.

However, most of the evil demons suffered sudden changes and had no time to react. When they came to their senses, Ye Feng and others were already in front of them.

"laugh!"

The sword flashed, blood spattered everywhere, and the corpses of the evil demons were cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Ji Sheng wielded the Fang Tian Painted Halberd, and the Holy Body of Humanity exerted great effect. He rushed into the crowd like a wild beast, killing like leeks.

Everyone used various methods. Hao Yuntian and Zhao Jinqiu were the most serious warriors in the team. Their eyes were fixed on the evil prisoner and the evil cage. They ignored the other evil demons and pursued them with all their strength.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold as he shuttled through the chaos of the battlefield. He raised and dropped the knife seemingly casually, taking several lives every time.

But Ye Feng's target is very clear. It is not these ordinary evil demons, but the Moping Prison hidden among the evil demons.

Moping Prison sacrificed his clansmen to the Evil Heart Mad Lion and made a deal with him, and also gained the power to increase the evil energy.

Now, the evil-hearted mad lion was suppressed, and the level of Moping Prison also fell. He was in a trance and forgot to escape, but now it was too late.

Looking at Ye Feng who was getting closer, Mo Pingyu's pupils shrank and his legs trembled.

Who would have thought that Ye Feng, who was an ant in the past and could easily be crushed to death if given the chance, would grow to this point in a short period of time.

Nowadays, Mo Ping Prison, who is at the third level of the divine realm, is not even Ye Feng's enemy with one move. This change makes Mo Ping Prison unacceptable, but more of it is fear.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Moping Prison kept retreating, his eyes fixed on Ye Feng, watching Ye Feng walking towards him step by step, slowly but firmly, like a god of death among thousands of demon souls, in this chaos and blood-spattered battlefield. Come, fear will eat away at him.

"Shen Feng, I was wrong. I shouldn't have provoked you. It's my Demon Soul Clan's fault. My father and my brother are all responsible for their own sins. They deserve to die!"

Moping Prison suddenly fell to his knees, holding his face and crying bitterly, saying the words of righteousness and annihilation of relatives.

Ye Feng stared at the Demon Ping Prison. In this deep pit battlefield, countless magical powers were flying around him, and wails and roars were heard. However, he only saw the Demon Ping Prison, and there was no noise in his ears. It was extremely calm.