"You devil, I will fight you."

For a time, the entire world turned into a human purgatory, and countless cries, curses, and begging for mercy continued to appear.

But, it's of no use at all.

In Long Fei's eyes, these people are already the ones who must be killed.

And under the Demon-Slaying Sword, the power of Ying Gou became more and more violent, and the ape wind and blood rain fell from the sky, and the corpses scattered on the ground, which was extremely terrifying.

Even Ye Zimei and Dayang Goddess couldn't bear it and looked away.

Even Jianma's face became extremely frightened when he saw all the dragons dying tragically on the spot.

Only Jiang Bailu looked indifferent.

It seemed that he had already guessed this killing.

Time passed by minute by second. It was not until the leader of the Dark Mystic Demon Sect, the leader of the Dragon Clan, and the Supreme Demon Clan were all transformed into lonely souls under the Demon Slayer Sword that the entire void gradually became quiet.

But at this time, Long Fei was still full of energy and did not feel tired at all.

Holding the demon-killing sword in his hand, he looks like a proud killing god, unparalleled in the world.

"Ding!"
Chapter completed!