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"powerful?

How can a monster created by a strange heart be called powerful? "

Ye Feng sneered disdainfully. Situ Reading 520 official website

The Horned Demon King was enraged and immediately retorted: "The ancestors of my race, throughout the ancient times, slaughtered countless strong men of the human race, cut down countless divine mansions, and completely reduced the human race to the rations of the demon race!"

"Just like you, our ancestors can kill a piece of them with just one finger, and you still dare to scream!"

"Boy, those ants outside are your people, right?"

At this moment, the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, who had been staring coldly at Ye Feng, suddenly showed a sinister smile.

With a wave of his hand, a mirror appeared in the blood-red world, and there were five people in the mirror, none other than Zhao Zhenyang and the others.

"No! Why did they come here?"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly. Although he was not afraid of the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, it would be easy for the other party to take down Zhao Zhenyang and the others.

Regardless of the fact that the five Zhao Zhenyangs were cultivated by Ye Feng, each of them has the strength of a saint, but compared to an ancient existence like the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, they are simply not good enough.

"Come here!"

The Nine-horned Demon Ancestor sneered and stretched out his palm towards the mirror, only to see his palm penetrate the mirror.

Outside, Zhao Zhenyang and five others were waiting for Ye Feng here when they saw a strange palm covering the sky and covering the sun falling from the sky.

Along with the palm, there is also the surging demonic energy and evil energy that covers the sky and the sun. These evil forces cover the heaven and the earth.

The ground was trembling, and the entire Horned Demon King's Court was more like a lonely boat in the wild waves, shaking constantly, and countless palaces collapsed at this moment.

Many horned demons living in the royal court had no time to escape and were even crushed to death.

For a moment, the world seemed to be in doom, and the sound of the horned demons crying and howling made Zhao Zhenyang and the five others panic.

Because, the palm came straight towards them, and it looked like it was going to slap them to death.

The power of the palm was too terrifying, and the overwhelming demonic power on it made Zhao Zhenyang and the other five people tremble.

It's not that they don't have fear, it's that the demonic power is too powerful and causes a stress reaction in their bodies.

Moreover, the power of the palm was really powerful. Faced with this blow, Zhao Zhenyang and the other five people felt like they were like ants, but the palm was like a divine punishment. They were unable to resist at all.

Seeing that his palm was about to flatten them completely, a low shout suddenly sounded.

This voice seemed to come from another world, far away and deep, but it really resounded in their hearts.

"come over!"

Zhao Zhenyang and the five people were shocked. This was Ye Feng's voice. They raised their heads in disbelief and saw a golden light piercing through the terrifying palm and shooting towards them.

The power of the golden light was equally terrifying, but Zhao Zhenyang and the other five were not panicked, but instead were extremely pleasantly surprised.

Because the golden light had no ill intentions towards them, it was obviously Ye Feng who used his magical power to save them.

At that moment, the five people made a prompt decision and flew directly towards the golden light to greet him.

As the golden light approached, it suddenly turned into a patch of light and condensed into a circular barrier, covering the five of them.

"They can't escape!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to let the golden light wrap up Zhao Zhenyang and the five others to escape, he heard the voice of the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor resounding throughout the world.

For a time, the wind and clouds surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and the boundless evil energy and evil energy appeared out of thin air, condensing into a cage, and tightly confining the surrounding space.

At the same time, countless gray and defeated thunders fell from the sky. This was the evil thunder. It was different from the strong and yang thunder. It was extremely evil. As long as it was hit, it would definitely lose its mind and turn into a madman.

Ye Feng's expression condensed. The evil thunder posed no threat to him, but Zhao Zhenyang and the other five could not withstand it.

Although the golden light barrier he cast could protect Zhao Zhenyang and the five others from being hit by the evil thunder.

But the thunder bombarding the golden light barrier will also have a terrible impact.

In other words, the fight between Ye Feng and the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor will have an extremely terrifying impact.

However, the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor does not care about the safety of Zhao Zhenyang and the five others and can act unscrupulously, but Ye Feng must try his best to protect them from the battle.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for Ye Feng to perform, and it would be difficult to protect their safety.

"In that case!"

In the blood-red world, Ye Feng looked coldly at the extremely proud Nine-horned Demon Ancestor and waved fiercely at the golden light.

"Go back!"

Suddenly, the golden light barrier that was originally flying outward changed direction and turned into a stream of light, directly hitting the mirror condensed by the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor and entering the blood-red world.

"This is where?

! "

Before the five people from Zhao Zhenyang could figure out the situation, they noticed that the world around them had changed, and they came into a strange world.

The blood-red sky and earth, countless stumps and broken arms, and rotting bones formed a scene of hell.

All of this was like a turbulent wave, impacting the hearts of Zhao Zhenyang and the five people, leaving them dumbfounded and stunned for a moment.

"No matter how dazed you are, cheer me up!"

Ye Feng's voice was like thunder, exploding in their ears.

Zhao Zhenyang and the other five people quickly raised their minds, and then they realized that the Horned Demon King and a terrifying monster were standing in front of them.

Gondor and Ouyang Chuchu once fought against the Horned Demon King, and the other three were no strangers to him either.

On the contrary, the monster next to the Horned Demon King gave them an extremely terrifying feeling. Especially when they saw the monster's arm, they immediately realized that the palm just now belonged to this monster.

"who is he?"

Gondor's eyes widened. After he reached the second level of the Saint, he could fight against the Horned Demon King, but he felt powerless against the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor.

If he were to fight against the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor, he might not even be able to catch a single move and would be directly obliterated.

"The Horned Demon Clan actually hides such existence, these insidious and cunning guys..."

Zhao Zhenyang's pupils shrank to the size of wheat awns and he stared at the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, feeling that the blood all over his body would freeze.

At this moment, Ouyang Chuchu's face changed drastically, her voice was filled with a hint of horror, and she said in disbelief: "He, he seems to be the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor!"

"Nine-horned Demon Ancestor?"

The other four people suddenly looked at Ouyang Chuchu. They may have never seen the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, but this name was like thunder.

In ancient times, he was a terrifying existence that slaughtered countless human races and beheaded hundreds of gods. He was the ancestor of the Horned Demon Clan.

He is a thousand feet tall and can collapse mountains with his bare hands. He is known as the human race's demon and is none other than the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor.

It can be said that no one in the human race in the Great Wilderness does not know about the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor, a legendary murderous monster that brings endless difficulties to the human race.

"How, how is it possible? Isn't the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor dead long ago?

The ancient power did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to seal this monster forever! "

Yu Lingzi's eyes widened and he questioned Ouyang Chuchu.

Everyone else was also staring at Ouyang Chuchu at this moment, wanting to get an answer.

No one wants to believe that the monster in front of them is the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor. After all, the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor is too powerful and terrifying.