"The boat crosses the mountains in the light, and the appointment is made for a long time to meet again, waiting for the wind and rain to call."

On the three-fold fan, Zhang Yifeng was wearing a blue shirt, swaying in the wind, and heading towards the rolling demon fog. On the side, Qing Yurou looked at Zhang Yifeng helplessly: "You guy, really uneasy."

"The whole world is still uneasy, how can I live in peace?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly smiled, and he was freely waving. In just a few breaths, he crossed thousands of miles before the demon fog.

In this area, a village that stretches on the hills, one after another, but at this time, blood stained the mountains and corpses were everywhere.

Zhang Yifeng's heart was not in a state of turmoil, but his face was solemn.

These mortals knew that there was an immortal cave not far away. The sky island of the Demon-Slaying Sect hanging in the air was originally their greatest protection, but now at this time, it has become the biggest reason for their lives.

"Immortals! Please come and save us, save us!"

In front of a broken village, the old man with gray hair and beards knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying bitterly, his wrinkled forehead was already covered in blood, and his expression was desperate. It seemed that such a pious call could gain a glimmer of life for him.

Half of the village was swallowed by the tide of insects lingering in the sky, leaving only the terrifying deep pit, which was bitten and gnawed to the potholes, and the corpses were piled up in this big pit, with countless corpses.

There are still living people in the village, but they are all worse than death. The insect tide is the body of the demon master. Although a single insect demon is not worth worrying about, for these mortals who are physical mortals, even if one of them bites it, it is difficult to bear the suffering.

"Pray for the immortal to come and save you? Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

In the sky, the tide of insects gathered into a giant face, which was full of mockery. Tens of thousands of insect swarms gathered in front of the old man, surrounded him, and occasionally came forward to pass over his body, causing the old man to scream in fear, but did not cause any harm to him.

It seemed that such teasing made the demon king enjoy it quite a bit.

Just as when hunters hunt prey, they watch their prey run wildly, hunters often smile the most joyful smile.

"Immortals! Immortals!!"

The old man's eyes were red, he knelt on the ground, his thin and shriveled hands raised high above his head, but what was greeted was a group of insects the size of mosquitoes and flies, and his sharp mouthparts opened and closed and squirmed, trying to swallow the old man.

The old man felt as if he was ashamed, and there was no blood on his face. He closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

But after a moment, the imagined severe pain did not come, and a figure appeared in front of him. The figure under the blue shirt seemed a little thin, but standing there, it was like a mountain, isolated from the insect tide and let the old man feel like a spring breeze.

"The immortal is here."

Zhang Yifeng spoke slowly, and the strange sword edge in his hand slashed in the air. The dark and dark sky was covered by the rolling demon fog, and a bright light immediately broke out.

The dazzling light shone through the void, accompanied by the hysterical howling of the insect tide.

The Sixteen Saints of the Silent Swords slashed most of the insect tide. Although the insect tide was composed of countless small insect demons, it could not affect its own damage, but most of the losses had already damaged the origin of the demon lord.

Now that Zhang Yifeng has entered the realm of the Immortal Saint, the mere demon lord is like an ant in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

"You, you are!!"

"Yes, I am."

In the air, the tide of insects was about to escape, but the three corpses and six old formations had been deployed. Among the three great demons, the endless path of nothingness was blocked. Zhang Yifeng pointed to the sky with a sword, transformed into a Void Wheel sword into thousands, coiled into a Void Dragon, crossing the sky, and after a hundred breaths, the tide of the ravage tide was completely wiped out.

The demon who caused the disaster to the side was so terrifying that it could not be faced in front of mortals, but in front of Zhang Yifeng, it seemed insignificant. It could be destroyed by just two swords. Even if his trump cards were used together, it could not cause any waves in front of Zhang Yifeng.

The sky became brighter and brighter. Among the dozens of villages on the continuous hills, the mortals who survived no longer hid and walked out of the bright sun. Looking at the demon fog gradually dissipating in the sky, they all cried bitterly and wailed for their dead relatives.

Zhang Yifeng's figure in blue shirt fell into the eyes of the only 100 mortals, like a god.

The old man knelt down and kowtowed, and his voice sobbed: "Bless the immortals! Bless the immortals!"

As soon as the old man knelt, all the mortals knelt on the ground and kowtowed. The sound of ups and downs turned into subtle powers of faith and poured into Zhang Yifeng's body.

Miscellaneous emotions, fear, horror, and despair, passed by the Taiwu Ring and fell into the heaven and earth crystal, filled with the power of the heaven and earth crystal.

In just a moment, Zhang Yifeng clearly felt everything these people had just experienced.

What a torture that was?

But such emotions dissipated in an instant.

On the three-fold fan, Qing Yurou slapped the swallow Xudou. Starting from Zhang Yifeng's acquisition of the Divine Light Palace, the swallow Xudou also returned to her hand. A spiritual pill fell into her hand. Through Qing Yurou, she used the demonic power to disperse the Chinese medicine power of the spirit pill and sprinkled into the sky. A spiritual rain fell. Although it could not be called rebirth of the broken limbs, it also restored the body of the people who were gnawed by the insect plague and dissipated the pain.

Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed, he climbed back to the three-folding fan, thinking about speeding away from a distance.

Such a scene is happening every moment in the entire Chaos Realm.

Even though Zhang Yifeng's emotions are hard to describe, he should not delay time here anymore.

Maybe shortly after he left, these people would be invaded and killed by the demon clan again, but Zhang Yifeng could not only protect these 100 people, and the entire Chaos Realm was trapped in water and fire.

“This is really too slow.”

Looking at the Demon-Slaying Sect behind him, Zhang Yifeng sighed deeply, "People cherish their lives, not only mortals, but also immortals in the eyes of mortals."

Zhang Yifeng didn't find it strange. He only did his own things and could not impose his own ideas on others.

But his own strength was really weak. Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng closed his eyes and calmed down. In an instant, a bunch of illusory matter gradually peeled off from the void and merged into Zhang Yifeng's body, and then pulled and pulled the heads and bodies that looked like liquid, peeled off from Zhang Yifeng's body.

In an instant, thirteen figures that were exactly the same as Zhang Yifeng appeared and stood in the air.

It is the Tiandi Dividing Art that I got from the hands of Emperor Xuan.

Now that I have transformed my fairy energy into the power of the human world, and then merged the Chaos Heavenly Demon Sutra into the Chaos Aura. This Tianshi Art has never been used again. At present, this Tianshi Art has helped me a lot.

"Go, kill demons and eliminate demons, and establish your heart for us!"
Chapter completed!