Chapter 606 After tens of thousands of years in the world, only heaven stands in the world
The Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord, controls the thirty-six heavens and seventy-two places below. He is in charge of gods, immortals, Buddhas, saints, humans, and all things in the underworld. His power is boundless, so he is called the Holy Lord of the Firmament and the Sect King of the Heavens.
Weigh the three realms, rule the Liuhe, and govern the four seas and wastelands.
Dimeng Xinghang looked at Han Feng, who looked like a god in front of him, and the description of the Jade Emperor in the myth flashed through his mind.
The fact that Han Feng in front of him could defeat Jiang Qinglou so easily was probably because he was a god.
Han Feng noticed the gazes of everyone in Dimeng Xinghang, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just raised his hand gently, wrapped up the demon power in it with divine power, and sent it to the direction of heaven.
He turned around and looked at Jiang Qinglou again.
At this moment, there is Pluto in front of the heaven holding the [Demon Sword Yama], and there are thousands of Buddha Emperors outside the wilderness joining forces with Zhongzhou Zhengdao. Jiang Qinglou has almost no chance of escaping.
The most important thing is that Han Feng, who came to the world as the [Jade Emperor's Pardon], is no longer someone that Jiang Qinglou can defeat.
Going to the battlefield in the name of the Jade Emperor, this man who came back from the dead has replaced Jiang Qinglou and become the strongest in Kyushu.
"Jiang Qinglou, do you admit defeat?"
Han Feng's voice was indifferent and he looked down at Jiang Qinglou.
The powerful will of heaven and earth that shrouded the four voids in heaven and earth suppressed Jiang Qinglou, preventing him from opening the borderless demon kingdom.
Facing Han Feng's question, Jiang Qinglou smiled contemptuously.
"Do you think...how insignificant is the person in front of you? It's easy to ask Jiang Qinglou to admit death, but it's probably more difficult to ask me to admit defeat..."
As he spoke, Jiang Qinglou summoned all the remaining demonic energy within himself, and the huge golden and black demonic energy transformed into a huge supernatural ghost face, opening its mouth like an abyss, and engulfed Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at Jiang Qinglou's powerful move, his hair moving in the wind.
"You don't understand. I respect you very much. I respect you far more than you can imagine. Otherwise...why would I ask such unnecessary questions?"
As he spoke, Han Feng sighed lightly, condensing the divine power of the world of all phenomena in his hand, and harnessing the boundless power of earth, water, wind, and fire.
"Destroy the heaven and earth, bring peace to the gods, lead the energy to attack, and kill thousands of miles!"
The six rolls of soldiers and armor merge together to drive a huge force of air flow. It is a tornado and a wrath from the sky.
A huge torrent of true energy transformed into a torrent, directly hitting the ghost face transformed by Jiang Qinglou's last blow.
Then there was a vibrating sound that echoed through the sky.
The surging storm blew the boundless fallen leaves of the wilderness jungle into the sky, and the scene of falling gracefully was poignant and beautiful with a sense of withering life.
Han Feng harnessed the torrent of true energy, penetrated the ghost face in front of him, and came to Jiang Qinglou.
The air currents of different attributes of earth, water, wind, and fire penetrated Jiang Qinglou's chest one after another, taking away his vitality.
Eventually, the demon king's power was exhausted and he lost his ability to resist.
Han Feng used his true energy to support Jiang Qinglou's body, which had only the last trace of vitality left, and hung the index finger of his right hand between his eyebrows.
"Give you one last chance to return to heaven. You are one of the Five Emperors and Great Demons."
With the power of a mortal, relying on his personal talents to cultivate to the point of being comparable to the gods... there are not many people in the entire Kyushu, but from the perspective of a warrior... Han Feng admires Jiang Qinglou's talent.
Jiang Qinglou, whose body and soul had been penetrated by divine power, was already extremely weak, but his back was still straight, his face was pale, and he smiled at Han Feng: "Isn't Heaven about destiny? Can a person like me be awarded the title of Five Emperors?
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"I am the Jade Emperor, and what I want to give you is God's will." Han Feng did not have any arrogance when he said this, because every sentence here is the truth from the heart, and at the same time he points to the person in the distance.
The two fought hard to suppress the Borderless Demon City army, "And if you surrender, all the Demon City soldiers here can survive."
"Haha," Jiang Qinglou laughed twice. At this time, there was no arrogance in his voice. "Looking at the death of the old and waiting for the death of the new ones... For these demonic people who pursue the power of survival, death is what they deserve.
In some forms, the winner survives and the loser perish. This is the eternal truth in the world."
Hearing Jiang Qinglou's confession, Han Feng, who was wearing a golden cloak, shook his head helplessly:
"Hao Tianming's first battle is against the Demon Saint King. This victory is worthy of me bragging to others."
Immediately, Han Feng tapped his fingers lightly, and Jiang Qinglou's body was like floating sand blown away by the wind, dissipating between heaven and earth for a moment.
A strong wind blew by, and the golden and black evil energy floated like smoke from earthly cooking pots.
The battle between the two pinnacles of the human world ended, and the sense of oppression that overwhelmed the nine heavens and ten earths disappeared, and everyone present felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their bodies.
The tens of thousands of soldiers in the Borderless Demon City just watched their Saint Lord disappear into ashes under the touch of Han Feng's fingers. Everyone's eyes contained a light that was as blazing as wildfire.
"The entire Borderless Demon City is led by me, [Demon Knowledgeer] He Zhu, to avenge the Holy Lord... and charge towards the Lord of Heaven..."
He Zhu, who was leading the army of 100,000, used his inner power to amplify his voice, which could be heard in heaven.
In the battle just now, none of the demons present were able to participate, but at this moment they were able to make the final decision and launch a final charge.
The vast army turned around and rushed towards Han Feng in the sky.
The warriors who could fly instantly took off into the air, and under the leadership of He Zhu and Ge Shu Yinglong, they rushed straight towards Han Feng.
The warrior below who was still unable to fly also charged without any hesitation.
Such a large army, with its mighty attack, set off animating clouds of demons.
Facing such a large army, Han Feng just slowly raised one hand.
"I respect your bravery and let you follow your holy king."
After Han Feng said that, the power in his palm activated again.
"Destroy all living things in heaven and earth, destroy Qing Ning Shen Xie."
The combination of the ten volumes of power forms a power that can destroy the world, destroy all things in the world... and destroy the peace of the world.
A mighty martial arts power centered on Han Feng's palm and began to spread to all directions.
Wherever they go, they have no impact on the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, mountains, rocks, vegetation, but wherever they go, the soldiers of the Demon City are like sand and dust blown away by the wind... dissipated into nothingness...
Whether it is a high-level warrior in the sky or a low-level warrior on the ground, there is no difference, and there is no resistance... Everything happens like a breeze blowing...
Even He Zhu, who had the highest cultivation level among the Demon City army, and his brother Shu Yinglong could only support him for three or two more breaths.
When Han Feng turned his palm in the direction, the surrounding area was already clear and blue, and the army of the Demon City seemed to have never appeared before, and the wilderness jungle returned to clarity.
The setting sun in the distance has not completely set, and the remaining sun is like blood.
Han Feng stands in the sky, with the mighty and scorching sun behind him.
The righteous way of the Central Plains, the army of Heaven, and the people of the wilderness are all looking at the Lord of Heaven at this moment.
The setting sun illuminated his figure with a faint red color.
"For tens of thousands of years from now on, only heaven will be worthy of respect."
Han Feng's voice spread throughout the heavens, and millions of living people knelt down to Han Feng and chanted in unison:
"The Jade Emperor pardons the sins of the Great Heavenly Lord!"