Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the demon bird imperial flag, the magic name widened his eyes, showing a look of shock.
The top-grade sky-reaching formation flag is extremely precious, and the Demon God Palace has not had it for countless years, and Ye Chenfeng can casually take out this level of formation flag, which shows that he is extraordinary.
However, the Demon God's Palace has stood upright for millions of years, and the demons have relied on them. Seeing Ye Chenfeng summon the demon bird imperial flag, the magic name still did not flinch.
"You are too naive to fight against my Demon God's Palace just because you have the top-grade Tongtian Holy Banner!" The magic name said coldly: "Thirty-six demon killing formations, killing the enemy is ruthless."
"Whoosh whoosh!"
As soon as the magic name was spoken, thirty-six powerful demon gods flew out of the Demon God Palace, holding thirty-six magic swords of the highest level, forming a powerful magic formation. complement each other.
"A combination of formations? It's useless to me!" Ye Chenfeng put his hands behind his back, and there was still no trace of panic on his aloof face, as if the trump card of the Demon God's Palace still couldn't catch his eyes.
"kill!"
With the command of the magic name, thirty-six demon god masters shot at the same time, and a series of soaring swords shot out thirty-six demon killing arrays, forming a tens of feet long in midair, enough to cut the sky and the ground. The sword cut towards Ye Chenfeng.
A magic sword tens of feet long struck, and Ye Chenfeng summoned the dragon head ancestral bow, and with a force of 200 billion catties, he pulled the dragon head ancestral bow away.
Accompanied by the shocking sound of dragon chants, a golden ancestral arrow pierced through many spaces, and shot at the magic sword tens of feet long.
Under the gaze of a pair of almost dull eyes, the magic sword intertwined with thirty-six demon killing arrays was shot by Ye Chenfeng with a bow.
"Ancestral Artifact, he actually has an Ancestral Artifact!"
Feeling the power of the dragon head ancestral bow, Magic Name's eyes widened, revealing an inconceivable expression.
The ancestral artifact is the top treasure in the False God Realm. The Demon God Palace has not had one for millions of years, but Ye Chenfeng just took it out casually.
And looking at the Dragon Head Ancestral Bow in Ye Chenfeng's hands, the magic name with sharp eyes feels that the Dragon Head Ancestral Bow is not an ordinary low-grade ancestor artifact, it is very likely to be a middle-grade ancestor artifact.
"Who the hell is this guy!" Magic Name's eyes on Ye Chenfeng changed.
Even Li Daimeng stopped clamoring, and when she saw Ye Chenfeng's background, she felt even more uneasy inexplicably.
"call out!"
After one arrow, Ye Chenfeng pulled the dragon head ancestral bow vigorously, and shot the second arrow.
The astonishingly powerful golden ancestral arrow shot at the thirty-six demon killing formations, and the terrifying attack killed a master of the demon god palace in an instant.
Then, Ye Chenfeng seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and he kept pulling the dragon's head ancestral bow, attacking the thirty-six demon killing formations.
And every time he shoots an arrow, a master of the Demon God Palace is shot dead, and a cloud of blood mist rises in the air, making people shudder.
"Palace Master, this person possesses an ancestral artifact, and we cannot compete against him. How should we deal with him!"
In the blink of an eye, a master of the Demon God's Palace was shot dead by Ye Chenfeng, and a huge haze enveloped the Demon God's Palace. All the masters of the Demon God's Palace who had been arrogant just now were honest, and had to ask the gloomy magic name.
"Go to the ancestral land!"
The power of the ancestral artifact was unshakable. In desperation, the magic name controlled the palace guarding array to activate, forming tens of thousands of attacking patterns, attacking Ye Chenfeng, and he retreated to the The ancestral land wants to use the power of the ancestral land to fight against Ye Chenfeng.
"One sword has no god!"
When Ye Chenfeng pulled the leading ancestral bow and shot through the thirty-six demon killing formations, he summoned the Demon Sealing Sword, and his whole body merged with the Demon Sealing Sword, turning into a divine sword that surpassed the brilliance of heaven and earth, A sword shattered the attacking and killing formations that came like a tide, and slashed on the large formation of the Demon God's Palace.
"Boom!"
Under the attack of Ye Chenfeng's godless sword, the entire palace guard formation trembled, and clearly visible cracks spread on the surface of the formation, and the low-grade heaven-reaching holy flags continued to shatter.
With just one strike, Ye Chenfeng shattered the protective array of the Demon God's Palace, greatly reducing its power, and could no longer affect him.
"Li Daimeng, what kind of enemy have you provoked for me!"
Witnessing the scene where Ye Chenfeng broke through the palace guard with a sword, the magic name trembled in fright, and roared loudly at the pale Li Daimeng.
Although Li Daimeng was his woman and was deeply liked by him, but at this moment, he wanted to strangle Li Daimeng to death even more.
"I, I don't know either!"
Li Daimeng was also deeply shocked by Ye Chenfeng's terrifying strength, even her voice trembled.
She never dreamed that Ye Chenfeng's strength was so terrifying that even the Devil's Palace was no match for him.
If he had known that Ye Chenfeng was so powerful, even if he had a hundred guts, he would not have dared to trouble Ye Chenfeng.
"Damn it, I'll settle the score with you after I get rid of him!"
The magic name cursed, and while sending a message to the ancestor of the Demon God Palace for help, he opened the last ancestral land of the Demon God Palace, hoping to use the power of the ancestor land to fight against Ye Chenfeng and kill him.
Chapter 1802 Spirit of Ancestral Vein
"Hmph, do you think I can't do anything to you if you hide in the ancestral land?"
Although the ancestral land of the Demon God Palace is very powerful, far surpassing the other ancestral lands Ye Chenfeng has seen, but he is not what it used to be, and the ancestral land of the Demon God Palace cannot threaten him at all.
"Break it!"
Ye Chenfeng roared loudly, and the four saint-level Taoist figures gushed out of his body, and melted into the Demon-Sealing Sword, activating more than 800 Dao ancestor patterns in the Demon-Sealing Sword. The sky, and the sky and the earth changed color at the same time, and a sword broke through the fragmented palace guard formation.
The next moment, the undead wings broke out of Ye Chenfeng's body, and the wings flapped violently, creating an endless gust of wind, and a piercing sonic boom sounded in the chaotic void, chasing and killing the magicians who fled into the ancestral land, etc. people.