The moment when time stood still, Mu Feng faced two choices.
If he chooses to continue fighting, he will not only have to withstand all attacks from other demon cultivators, but will also put himself in a desperate situation, which is equivalent to exchanging lives for lives.
But if he chooses to escape, Yang Qiyun and other demon cultivators will never be able to escape from their grasp.
So Mu Feng had already made a decision.
"Old man, go to hell!"
Mu Feng's body flashed and he appeared in front of Yang Qiyun. The supreme treasure Burning Sun appeared in his hand, and the high temperature it released caused the surrounding space to violently distort.
As the most precious treasure above the Holy Artifact, it possesses the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and it is also the biggest trump card in Mu Feng's hand.
And Yang Qiyun, as a veteran strongman among the demon clan, is also the biggest threat that Mu Feng has to face now, so Zhuo Ri's use on him is not a waste at all.
Bang!
A dull impact sounded, and the burning sun was slapped hard on Yang Qiyun's chest. His clothes shattered into powder, and the burning sun was deeply embedded in Yang Qiyun's flesh and blood.
Time returned to normal, and Mu Feng succeeded with one attack, but the attacks from other demon cultivators fell on him at the same time.
Boom boom boom!
A shocking loud noise spread instantly, and colorful explosions suddenly lit up, bringing a breath of destruction. The violent energy was like a stormy sea, shaking the world and shaking the void, shattering the void!
When so many powerful demon cultivators join forces to attack, the power is naturally earth-shattering and horrifying. A huge shock wave spreads in the air, tearing the sky apart and creating a mighty surge.
Any one of them was very shocked, thinking that if they were in the middle of the explosion, they would definitely not survive.
Yang Qiyun on the other side finally panicked at this moment.
He had previously thought that Mu Feng was just a fight between trapped beasts and that they were sure of victory, but when Mu Feng directly offered two treasures to kill him, he could no longer remain calm.
"Those bastards from the Wutian organization really did me harm!"
Yang Qiyun cried and shouted, trying to force Zhuo Ri out, but the next moment, Zhuo Ri's power exploded.
boom!
A red flame shot up into the sky, and the terrifying temperature surged in all directions, even suppressing the light that had erupted from Mu Feng's body before, and the sun was eclipsed in an instant.
Everyone closed their eyes subconsciously, and then the aftermath of the terrifying high temperature hit hard, like a giant wave that knocked all the dozen demon cultivators away.
There was a buzzing in his ears, and he was temporarily deafened by the huge sound waves. The power was greater than what Mu Feng had endured, and it also represented a greater danger.
Hoo ho ho!
The flames were accompanied by the aftermath of the impact, turning the entire area of the Sharp Tooth Forest thousands of miles below into a piece of scorched earth. Whether it was trees or creatures, everything affected was turned into powder in an instant.
Even the outermost black-robed people were affected, and most of them were killed or injured.
It was only at this moment that the demon cultivators truly understood the power of this treasure, and they felt extremely horrified in their hearts.
They quickly stabilized their bodies and looked intently, only to see that the place where Mu Feng and Yang Qiyun were before had become dark and the void was broken.
Half of the sky was burned red, and the middle part looked more like a huge hole was burned out!
Looking around, the world between heaven and earth is simply a doomsday scene.
First, Mu Feng withstood the attacks of more than a dozen strong demon cultivators, and after all the power of the treasure was released, this place directly turned into a desperate situation, and it may not be possible to recover in a hundred years.
However, what these demon cultivators are most concerned about is the situation of Yang Qiyun and Mu Feng.
"It's impossible for these two people to survive, right?"
A demon cultivator asked nervously.
"Absolutely impossible!" Another demon cultivator quickly agreed, "Even if Mu Feng has great luck, it will not help at all. This is already a doomed situation."
"And Mr. Yang... he died a worthy death!"
The blue-robed demon cultivator Niu Tou slowly shook his head and sighed.
But another demon cultivator from Wanyao Mountain shouted at this time: "Impossible, Mr. Yang's cultivation is amazing and he has a profound background. How could he die here?"
Among the people present, only he and Yang Lao belonged to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, and the others were demon cultivators from the Wutian Organization.
The Wutian organization must also want to let Yang Lao die, after all, this will weaken the strength of Wanyaoshan.
On the surface, Wanyao Mountain and Wutian Organization appear to be a cooperative relationship, but if one of them is weak, it will be swallowed up by the other.
Everyone felt that Mu Feng would definitely die, and most people also believed that Yang Qiyun would not survive, but a small group of people hoped that Yang Qiyun could survive.
While several people were arguing endlessly, they were finally able to see clearly what was going on there.
In the torn space, Yang Qiyun had disappeared, leaving only an eye-like crystal floating in the air, releasing a shockingly high temperature.
The aftermath gradually dissipated, and the demon cultivators hurriedly released their soul power to investigate, but they were unable to sense any trace of Yang Qiyun's aura.
This means that Yang Qiyun is dead!
Even a demon cultivator at the eighth level of the Supreme Realm with profound knowledge cannot withstand the power of the scorching sun!
Yang Qiyun's death was quite expected, but many people looked at where Mu Feng was and frowned because they sensed a special aura there.
Looking around, I can only see a mass of darkness forming in that place, like a pitch-black sphere, with nothing visible inside.
Click, click, click!
The next moment, a crisp cracking sound sounded, the black ball slowly shattered, and a figure reappeared in everyone's sight.
"Mu Feng is not dead?"
A demon cultivator exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief.
After all, more than a dozen demon cultivators joined forces, and some of them were not even weaker than Mu Feng. In addition, Mu Feng's attack on Yang Qiyun was equivalent to giving up defense.
This didn't kill him yet, which made all the demon cultivators present feel a tremble in their hearts.
How can I kill him?
This is probably the common thought in the minds of everyone present.
Mu Feng slowly raised his head. His clothes were torn and there were wounds on the surface of his body, but he still survived tenaciously.
His chest was emitting colorful light. If you look carefully, you can see that it seems to be a scale.
"It's really dangerous."
The attack just now was not even much weaker than the power of the Burning Sun. With Mu Feng's amazing physique, even if he survived, he would be seriously injured, unable to fight anymore, and might even become a cripple.
But the Kirin scales he got before saved his life this time.
After the demon cultivators' attacks fell on him, the unicorn scales protected his heart and blocked the attacks. Together with the power of Xuanwu, he finally saved his life.
But even so, the injuries on his body are still very serious, and facing the remaining demon cultivators is still very dangerous.