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Chapter 210 Die, Ant

I don’t know how long it took, but Ye Feng woke up leisurely. The first feeling was that he had a severe headache, as if he was hit hard by a giant hammer. His eyes were filled with little stars shining with golden light.└@ ┘

"Oh!" A crisp chirping seemed to be filled with joy.

Xiaohong's huge head arched Ye Feng's body.

After taking a break, his mind recovered slightly. Ye Feng looked at Siwai, and everyone except Xiaohong was lying on the ground and was still in a coma.

In what situation, did Xiaohong not receive any attack?

Like Xiaohong emitting a spiritual sense, Xiaohong gave an incredible answer.

It turned out that Xiaohong was illiterate and illiterate, so she didn't watch the three words "Divine Palace" and actually escaped the disaster.

Damn! Isn’t this a scam? If I had known this was the case, I wouldn’t have read those three words.

It was Xiaohong who was not in a coma and kept guarding Ye Feng's side. Then she saw that her master was not awake for a long time. Xiaohong didn't know how to use spiritual energy. She simply drew a cool breath into Ye Feng's body, which made it happen.

Ye Feng woke up soon.

The first thing Ye Feng did when he woke up was to check his body quickly. He found that he had suffered some internal injuries and quickly took the repair fluid. At this time, he did not care about the stinky breath, so it was most important to recover as soon as possible.

However, a thought flashed through Ye Feng's mind. After going back, should you consider improving the repair solution, and at least remove the odor inside. After all, sometimes it will be taken internally and externally, and odor is not a solution.

The body recovered quickly and then began to treat several people around him.

When everyone recovered, Ye Feng reminded everyone not to watch the plaque.

Everyone suffered from the plaque, so naturally they didn't dare to watch it again.

After experiencing this danger, everyone has a clear understanding of the Temple of Gods and Demons.

Ye Feng and others didn't know that after endless years, the power of the plaque in the Gods and Demon Palace had dissipated too much. Otherwise, with their cultivation level, their souls would have long since disappeared from the strongest period of the Gods and Demon Palace.

It’s either through the void formation or smooth sailing.

Everyone was much more cautious and stepped into the hall.

On both sides of the giant gate of the main hall stand a huge spiritual beast, all of which are carved from high-quality jade, lifelike, and the open mouth seems to be able to swallow everything in the world in one bite.

The momentum it gives people goes straight to the heart and a chill comes from the bones.

The gate of the Gods and Demons Palace was opened, and everyone entered the interior of the hall and looked at the hall.

The empty hall is like an endless field, but it is just a magnificent field. The tall dome is like hanging from the nine heavens, and the pearls embedded on it are as bright as the stars in the sky.

On both sides are two rows of giant warriors holding weapons.

If Ye Feng hadn't known that this hall was left over from ancient times, he would have turned around and fled immediately. The warriors on both sides were standing there like real people, exerting strong pressure on everyone.

"This is a real person!" Tang Jingtian exclaimed.

Ye Feng then came to a warrior and watched carefully. Oh my God, it was not really as Tang Jingtian said. All warriors are real people, but they do not have life characteristics and should have died.

But it is absolutely a miracle to be able to remain immortal for tens of thousands of years.

Everyone was amazed. The legacy of ancient times was not a processed mummy, but a real warrior. It seemed that the weapons in the warriors would attack at any time, with awesome momentum.

I can't imagine how these warriors were alive, and they were definitely fighting spirits.

At the end of the hall is a huge table, and behind the rosewood table is a tall and burly king.

The king wore a purple gold crown and a purple gold robe, pressed his hand on the table, facing Ye Feng and others, without anger, as if he was staring at Ye Feng and others.

His expression was cold, as if he was watching a few ants.

"Huh!" Ye Feng grew a breath of turbid air, and the pressure was extremely huge. The momentum emitted by a dead person shocked everyone. This is the despised of the king's majesty in the universe!

Even after death, there is no need to be provoked!

Liu Mengchen was the most ineffective and almost leaned over and bowed down.

Ye Feng quickly threw a trace of spiritual energy into Liu Mengchen's body before bringing Liu Mengchen out of the illusion. Liu Mengchen felt palpitations. He had clearly seen the king in the distance had been resurrected. He was looking at him coldly and was about to order the warriors on both sides.

Drag him out and behead him!

Where is the treasure?

At this time, several people were so shocked that they couldn't take care of finding treasures. Even if they returned empty-handed, the shocking scene here was worth recalling for a lifetime.

"The ants below come to disturb the demon god. What is your intention? Can you tell me the crime!"

Everyone clearly heard a majestic reprimand in an instant.

"Pu!" Liu Mengchen finally couldn't resist the pressure and sat on the ground, his eyes were stunned and blankly.

Ye Feng took Liu Mengchen back to the inner world. If he continued, Liu Mengchen would be in danger even if he saved his life, his cultivation would be broken.

"The one sitting on it is the demon god!" At the critical moment, he had to look at Ye Feng. With his super willpower, Ye Feng resisted this pressure and looked up at his tall body, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Ye Feng thought to himself, your fucking old guy who has been dead for many years is coming out to scare people, your punk brother is not afraid of you.

"Ant, you call the name of the Demon God!" The Demon God pressed straight to Ye Feng.

Tang Jingtian and others were already scared, and their bodies were trembling involuntarily. They dared not have any ideas. As long as they could leave the Demon Temple safely, they would be the blessing they had cultivated in their previous life.

Seeing that Ye Feng was facing the demon god, Tang Jingtian secretly admired him. His master was Aocha, and he deserved to be a crazy gangster who was famous in Jiuzhou.

Seeing the pressure coming, Ye Feng was furious. I was afraid of death. It was a joke. With a thought, the Dragon Slaying Sword was tightly held in his hand. At the critical moment, the Dragon Slaying Sword was the safest.

"Buzz!" The dragon-slaying sword waved out casually, gathering all the spiritual energy of Ye Feng, showing the momentum of moving forward bravely.

"Crack!" A shocking thunder sounded in the Demon Temple.

The pressure released by the demon god collided head-on with the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the attacks generated by the battle reached a long distance, and even the warriors on both sides were a little tilted.

"Huh!" The demon god was stunned. The weapons in the hands of this ant looked familiar.

After a closer look, the demon god was furious. He was impressed by this broken knife that seemed to be about to rot. He couldn't help but feel angry from his heart and evil to his courage.

"Ant, you are dead today." The demon shouted angrily.

He died in the past, and it was the masterpiece of this knife, and now it was the enemy who met him and was extremely jealous.

However, the person holding the Dragon Slaying Sword was not the enemy of that year, but a human monk who was not even considered an ant in his eyes.

But out of evil thoughts about the Dragon Slaying Sword, the Demon God naturally would not let Ye Feng go.

"Buzz!" The hall trembled and made a buzzing sound in agreement.

The warriors on both sides also seemed to be resurrected at any time, with unlimited pressure!

What is this situation! Ye Feng was also shocked. Even if he was extremely bold, he could still feel the resentment in the pressure.

The dragon-slaying sword in his hand dared not pause, and waved it one after another to fight against the pressure in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The powerful impact pushed Ye Feng step by step. Every time Ye Feng's body passed through a collision, he would involuntarily take a few steps backwards until he retreated to the door of the hall, and then he would put all the pressure on him.

Resolved, fortunately, the Dragon Slaying Sword is not very powerful, so Ye Feng was not injured.

Tang Jingtian and others followed Ye Feng all the time, and at the same time launched an attack to help Ye Feng resolve his pressure.

When everyone retreated to the door, their bodies were sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water, and they were wet.

"Go to die, ant!" A ray of light came out from the demon god's eyes and headed straight for Ye Feng. The light was like the essence, like a sharp sword unsheathed, instantly reaching, shattering everything in the world!

"I took you!" Ye Feng released the Qiankun map, and under the urging of several people, he took the gaze of the demon god in.

Damn! Who says that eyes cannot kill people? Who dares to say this again? Next time I will take him to see the demon god and see if eyes can kill people.

At this time, Ye Feng remembered the allusion of whether his eyes could kill people. He was really happy in suffering and did not know how to live or die.

However, this is due to Ye Feng's personality. If you look at it in a straight way, it is not Ye Feng.

"A good treasure, it's a pity that I was wasted in the hands of the ants you are waiting for." The demon god also praised the Qiankun Picture, which shows the extraordinaryness of the Qiankun Picture.

"When I destroy this magic weapon!" The demon god still maintained that posture as always. All his words were nothing more than a spiritual sense that appeared in everyone's sea of ​​divine deity.

"Increase the spiritual energy injected." Ye Feng roared, and everyone poured the spiritual energy into the Qiankun map frantically.

"Slash!" After the Demon God's word "Slash", a ray of light came from the void and turned into a sharp long sword, slashing through the sky and slashing towards the Qiankun map.

Ye Feng tried his best to activate the Qiankun map, trying to take the attack from the demon god like he did just now.

But this time it was not successful. The Qiankun diagram did not play any role at all, and the long sword arrived instantly.

"Boom!" Ye Feng, Tang Jingtian and others flew out one after another, and fell heavily to the ground, almost venting their anger.

The Qiankun map has become a piece of paper flying all over the sky, floating in the hall one after another.

It's finished!

Everyone, including Ye Feng, had a weak thought in their hearts at the first time, and everything was over. Even if it was as powerful as the Qiankun Picture, wouldn’t it be destroyed by the hands of the demon god in one move?

What kind of internal world has lost its function at this time? Ye Feng found that it was impossible to enter it at all. This situation has actually happened a long time ago. In the face of absolute strength, the internal world cannot enter it at all. The space has been imprisoned by the demon god.

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Dragon Slaying Sword? It depends on who can control it. With the strength of Ye Feng and his group, they cannot urge the strength of Dragon Slaying Sword!

Goodbye! Dad and Xiaoyu in the inner world.

Goodbye! Zhen Xuetian and Mei Zhiruo who are far away in the Misty Valley.

Goodbye! Relatives far away in that world.

This is the first time Ye Feng feels deeply powerless. It is the first time since he came to this world that Ye Feng has given up on his own initiative.

At this moment, Ye Feng could no longer think of any way to solve the crisis in front of him, but it was a pity that the subordinates and pets who were following him, as well as relatives in the world.
Chapter completed!
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