"laugh!"

When a bloody heart was taken out of the chest of an immortal saint by a short and thin man, there were no living creatures on the entire demon-slaying sect's empty island.

The heart was stuffed into the mouth by the thin man, and the neck and throat expanded in a very exaggerated manner. When the heart fell into the belly, the man showed a satisfied smile.

"These guys are really difficult to deal with."

On the side, the old man from Yinshan glanced at the Demon-Slaying Sect, with a little suspicious look on his face: "Where are the three immortal emperors of the Demon-Slaying Sect?"

The short and thin man patted his belly without raising his head, saying, "Die."

"Dead?"

"We wait for the eight demon emperors and demon emperors, and the beast path is coming, can't we kill them?"

Hearing this, the old man from Yinshan sneered: "You can kill Baidi alone, and I'm afraid you won't be trapped in the Chaos Tower!"

"Hehe, you are still smart, old guy. Those three guys have gone where they are. I'm afraid they have been hiding when the situation is wrong, right? Without the suppression of the three immortal emperors of the Chaos Tower, they naturally cannot resist the bombardment we are waiting for."

The short and thin man licked the blood in his palm, and his expression became more and more intoxicated.

"Now that the supreme great fortune blesses the holy path, this world has been calmed down, and the next step is to swallow the eighth mountain and sea. In this way, the divine struggle will surely begin."

The old man in Yinshan said this, and the demon emperors nodded one after another.

Above the sky, the heads of Emperor Xiyan, Emperor Ningye, Fairy Yun and Emperor Ancient Wood were floating in the hole that had not healed.

The human race has been slaughtered completely.

In a corner of the Demon-Slaying Sect, Zhang Yifeng's body was still trapped in the turbulent space at that time, and was suffering endlessly indescribable torture.

"Emperor Fenglei Yu, I'll leave this person to you."

The old man in Yinshan came forward and cut off Zhang Yifeng's arm. The Taiwu Ring naturally fell into the hands of the old man in Yinshan.

After getting Zhang Yifeng's remaining body, Emperor Fenglei Yu bowed to thank him.

At this time, after Zhang Yifeng lost the blessing of his supreme fortune, he would have no effect on the demon clan.

Only for the Fenglei Holy Clan, Zhang Yifeng's life is particularly important.

"Don't worry, even if the soul is stripped away, there are secret techniques in our clan that can help you recover. At that time, you must let you know what real torture is."

Emperor Fenglei Yu held Zhang Yifeng and raised a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng showed a smile on his crazy face: "Is that true?"

The two simple words made Emperor Fenglei and Emperor Fenglei feel like he was hit by lightning, and the demon emperors even more like he was facing a great enemy, but in a blink of an eye, this worry disappeared.

The human race has been destroyed, and only a small immortal saint is left. Even if it is powerful, what kind of waves can it cause?

"Kill him! Don't let him take any action!"

Only the old man in Yinshan looked at Zhang Yifeng with a little fear. This kid could always survive in adversity. After several battles between the old man in Yinshan and Zhang Yifeng, he could not get any benefits.

This made the old man in Yinshan no longer dared to be arrogant. Only by truly killing Zhang Yifeng could he feel at ease.

The short and thin man laughed and came forward to pat the old man on Yinshan on the shoulder: "Yinshan, when did you become so cowardly? What can this guy have..."

A strange-looking sword edge pierced the short and thin man's chest. No one could even use any protective measures, and no one could even notice the trajectory of the sword edge.

The next moment, the short and thin man wanted to pull out the sword edge, but a sense of devouring swept across the sword edge, and instantly swallowed the short and thin man. The sword body seemed to be quite satisfied with the blood food, and it made a buzzing sound, hovering past, and slashed the arm of the old man in Yinshan.

"No, no!!"

Wherever the sword edge passed, all the protection seemed to have lost its due role. Even though the old man from Yinshan had already used demon power to protect his body, he still could not withstand the sword edge's sharpness.

He was sure that even if the Sixteen Saints in front of him wanted to kill him directly, it would be easy.

Such a change made the old man in Yinshan wonder what the reason was, and the sword edge had already held his broken arm and headed towards Zhang Yifeng.

What was grasping Zhang Yifeng's broken arm was Zhang Yifeng's broken arm. When Zhang Yifeng steadily caught the Sixteen Saints of Silence, his own arm also returned to his body. When the two were connected, they recovered in an instant.

Zhang Yifeng's expression was calm. Looking at the Fenglei Yu Emperor who had a deep hatred of blood with him in front of him, the Sixteen Saints of Silence moved their swords and pierced their hearts. The violent devouring intention swept overwhelmed. In the blink of an eye, the Fenglei Yu Emperor's figure disappeared.

"You! You!"

The old man from Yinshan looked at the scene in disbelief, and Zhang Yifeng suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I will save you a life, you still have some use."

As he spoke, Zhang Yifeng chanted strange syllables in his mouth, and two illusory souls were peeling out from the Sixteen Saints of Silence. They were the short and thin man and the Fenglei Yudi.

At this moment, the two of them had turned into imperial puppets under the control of the Imperial Realm, driven by Zhang Yifeng.

Together with the movement, there were three ghost emperors, including Emperor Peng, Emperor Xun, Emperor Lu, and the five powerful people in the imperial realm, who rushed towards the remaining eighteen demon emperors in front of them like crazy.

Even though he had an absolute advantage in the number of people, the old man in Yinshan had only one thought in his mind at this time, that was to escape.

Zhang Yifeng's recovery was beyond his expectations, or in the eyes of the old man in Yinshan, this was simply impossible.

Not to mention Zhang Yifeng's changes at this time.

The old man in Yinshan has fought with Zhang Yifeng. As Zhang Yifeng's Taoist soldier, he is clear about the power of the Sixteen Saints. Now the power displayed by the Sixteen Saints in Ji is only one reasonable, but even more unreasonable explanation.

Zhang Yifeng broke through the imperial realm.

This change made it completely impossible for the old man in Yinshan to understand, and Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged on the ground and pointed apart from a distance. The old man in Yinshan was as if he was struck by lightning and could no longer move.

"I said I could save your life, but I didn't say I told you to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, under the gaze of the old man in Yinshan, a demon emperor not far away was torn apart by five powerful emperors. The soul turned into Zhang Yifeng's slave in a flash, joined the battle and rushed towards other demon emperors.

"No, this is impossible! This is an illusion! This must be an illusion! Under the holy path, the human race cannot survive. Your supreme fortune is stripped away, and you cannot survive!"

The old man from Yinshan who had just returned to his peak once again lost the calmness that held everything in his hands.

But as soon as the old man from Yinshan finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng breathed out a sigh of relief and said, "Who told you that I am a human race now?"
Chapter completed!