"This kid, it's my appetite!"

Xiao Yuer raised her arms high, her face full of excitement, and her almond eyes were curved into a crescent moon with a smile, but she could still see a little bit of inspiration from her beautiful eyes, which was her appreciation for Zhang Yifeng.

"Don't be noisy, watch and listen, you have learned this battle."

On the flying boat, Wuwang Xian said calmly. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuer curled his lips: "I didn't let me attack the three guys in Zhitiansi just now. I haven't even troubled you yet. Now I have to discipline me not to speak loudly. You old man really have a lot of trouble."

"Am I a master or you a master?"

Seeing the immortal Wuwang glaring, Xiao Yuer squeezed out a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, you are the master, you are the master, and your disciples all listen to your master. Master is here, please accept your disciple's bow."

This uncontrollable appearance made Wuwang's immortal energy not come to the same place, but he couldn't say anything. He turned his head and ignored it. Instead, he focused on the battle in the chaos world.

The wonderful battle made him, the god of dignity, admired him.

"The three paths of humans, demons, and demons may still have divine nature in their bodies. This son is so extraordinary that even the three thousand worlds can rarely compare with them.

The senior brother has been reincarnated in this realm several times, but he has really waited for this destined son."

After glanced at the eldest disciple beside him, Wuwangxian sighed repeatedly. If Xiao Yuer's heart was 30% of Zhang Yifeng's performance, he would burn high incense. In this comparison, Wuwangxian only felt that Zhang Yifeng shone everywhere, but his disciple was stubborn.

"What is this old guy whispering me in his heart!"

Feeling the gaze of Wuwang Immortal, Xiao Yuer muttered, stared at Wuwang Immortal, then quickly smiled and said, "Master, look, look, don't miss that kid's battle."

Upon hearing this, Wuwang Xian naturally turned his attention to the Chaos Realm.

In the starry sea in the distance, Haoyun Siming looked at the strangeness in the Chaos Realm and snorted coldly.

As early as the Holy Land of Bone Descent, he knew that Zhang Yifeng was carrying a demon body and could perform a chaotic state of gods and demons. At this moment, he attracted the idea of ​​a demon god. Even though this idea of ​​a demon god was not personally visited by the demon god, it was not difficult to destroy this world.

"This boy will definitely not survive!"

"Yes, the cause and effect here is also considered pacified. The battle for this world is also considered a rank of gods. The demon god's intentions came in person, and even more explanations were made, and we could not blame him."

Haoyun Siming grew a breath of turbid air, but in the Chaos Realm, one dragon and one person were unable to stand up.

"I advise you not to use it. That power can help you to run rampant in this world, but it is insignificant in front of me."

"Hahaha! What are you? If you say it is insignificant, then it is insignificant? Lao Long, I see that you are blind and confused!"

Zhang Yifeng's face looked like a demon, and he didn't take the candle dragon in front of him seriously.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill everyone in this world and then imprison your soul in Jiuyou?"

Zhulong's monster laughed and mocked.

Zhang Yifeng laughed: "It's true, it's only a single life, so what if you die? Why not be afraid of death?"

"Not bad, not bad! So what if you die? Why not be afraid of death! Then you will be hit by me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two dragon horns on the top of the skull, which were clearly shriveled arms, twisted and wriggled, and then grabbed them empty-handedly. In the blink of an eye, a scarlet thunder ball appeared between his palms, making a sound.

Zhang Yifeng's arms were blocked horizontally, and his heart was full of madness, and he did not even use any force to block it. It was clear that he wanted to use his physical body to hit the attack.

The thunder ball was stormed, and the scarlet blood was poured into a thunder pillar that penetrated the world.

The scarlet thunder pillar passed through Zhang Yifeng's body and hit the earth. Wherever he passed, a deep abyss gully appeared and stretched for tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. The earth was charred and the arcs leaped, like a forbidden area for living creatures.

On the sky island, Qing Yurou was trying her best to resist the invasion of the demon ashes. When she saw this scene in the sky, her heart immediately roared and she shouted: "Zhang Yifeng!"

Just as he was about to take action, even though he died, he died, he saw an illusory hand stretching out from Zhang Yifeng's chest. The raging thunder pillar suddenly dissipated half of it. Looking closely, it turned out that it was the illusory hand that grabbed the scarlet thunder pillar in his palm and pushed forward.

Zhang Yifeng laughed wildly: "Happy! Happy! This shitty thunder in the Chaos Realm is like itching. You thunder, you feel comfortable with itching!"

"oh?"

Seeing this, Zhulong let out a light exclamation, but saw a blue light coiling wildly in Zhang Yifeng's chest, and a stream of energy that transcends his own magical nature. It flows like a river water, flowing into the illusory hand to compete with the thunderstorm.

In Zhang Yifeng's body, the heaven and earth crystal shone brightly. The power of faith condensed by countless creatures turned into his last trump card. The illusory hand was completely transformed by the power of faith, and the scarlet thunder pillar was defeated in all the way.

"Cancel this dirty thunder for me!!"

Zhang Yifeng roared, his voice echoing in the sky, and the illusory hand suddenly transformed into ten thousand feet, and he advanced all the way to wipe out the thunder pillar and pressed it on the dragon's head.

In an instant, if the divine punishment came, Zhulong was fond of himself, and the huge dragon body trembled and fell from mid-air. The devil's thoughts were actually defeated in Zhang Yifeng's hands.

"It's very good! It's very good! Zhang Yifeng, you're very good!"

Zhulong's whole body was charred, but he spread his body and flew into the air. A nearly crazy laughter came from his mouth.

"It's a pity that this is just a wisp of the residual thought of the Demon God Pillar. Otherwise, I really want to see where your limit is! It's interesting and extremely interesting! Such a closed small world really brings me too much fun!"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the demon dragon in front of him and his face was full of disdain: "I'm so rude, if you want to fight, if you don't fight, you'll get out!"

"I have confiscated your life. I will only give you ten thousand years. If you don't find me in the Demon Realm and fight, you will be destroyed and fall into the Nine Nethers, and be my slave forever!"

The gray and empty dragon eyes suddenly shine brightly, as if to remember Zhang Yifeng's appearance.

For countless years, I have never seen an existence that is as interested as Zhang Yifeng, which makes Zhulong regards Zhang Yifeng as a plaything, leaving Zhang Yifeng enough time to grow, making this game more interesting.

When the strange color dissipated, a dark divine decree flew into Zhang Yifeng's body, and was engraved in his soul like a brand.

This is a divine will from the divine realm. It involves the supreme will and no one can disobey it. Even if Zhang Yifeng practices to the divine realm in the future, he will not be able to change it.

"Your trouble has not been resolved yet. Boy, I'm waiting for you in the Demon Realm, don't die at the hands of others!"

Zhulong's body shook and dissipated.

Also disappearing was the demon eclipse that was floating throughout the Chaos Realm, as if none of this had ever happened.

All living beings stared at the figure standing in the air, and three words appeared in their hearts.
Chapter completed!