Whoosh!
Xia Ping waved his hand, hell's supernatural power-soul-locking chain!
Suddenly, a chain of black chains quickly condensed and stretched out from the void, and the twenty Night Demon Clan demon kings lying unconscious on the ground were immediately tied up.
On these black chains are densely packed hell runes, possessing the power to lock souls. Once locked by the chains, even the soul will be trapped.
Unless the opponent's soul energy surpasses Xia Ping, it is impossible to break free in this life, and even the more you break free, the stronger the power of the soul chain will be, and the more painful the opponent will be.
Although these Ye Mo clan demon kings are powerful, it is impossible for their soul energy to surpass Xia Ping.
If other people want to forcefully break the soul-locking chain, they will destroy the soul-locking chain, along with their souls, and the two sides have been fused together.
This is the horror of the magical powers of hell, for the soul, there is no escape.
From ancient times to the present, once trapped by the soul chain of the hell jailer, there are not many souls that can break free, even gods and demons can be locked.
"Damn it, run!"
When many demon kings saw this scene, they couldn't help their hairs stand up, and a terrible chill came out of their hearts. They felt that the human strength in front of them was too unfathomable and could not be defeated at all.
Now even their helpers, many Night Demon Clan Demon Kings, have fallen into the hands of this human being. They have completely failed in the competition for the durian world this time, and it is impossible to refine the origin of this world.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Apart from anything else, they immediately fled towards the distance and fled quickly.
But Xia Ping had noticed the movements of these demon kings a long time ago, and how could these demon kings escape.
True illusion!
With a move of his mind, a tyrannical divine mind instantly enveloped the land, as if a god or demon descended, covering the group of demon kings in the distance, instantly causing them to fall into endless illusions.
Bang bang bang! !
In the next second, these demon kings followed in the footsteps of the Ye Mo clan demon king, one by one fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and just passed out like this, unconscious.
Then the group of demon kings were tied up with soul-locking chains one by one by Xia Ping, unable to move.
"This, is this solved?!"
Zuo Yangdong and the others looked at each other, they were all shocked when they saw each other. They took this task and they had already planned to kill and injure some early holy land disciples.
After all, every battle in the world is extremely cruel, either death or injury.
But now they not only have no deaths or injuries, but they haven't even gotten their hands. They just stand by and watch, and then the battle is over.
This left them with no sense of accomplishment at all, as if they were only relying on holding Xia Ping's thigh to complete the task, and an indescribable sorrow suddenly emerged in their hearts.
"My lord, is this the disciple of the Holy Land of the Beginning? It's really too powerful. It's just the peak of the Dharma Phase Realm, and it's still alone, and it's easy to solve this group of demon kings."
Adventurers such as Ma Yuan admire him.
They can be regarded as truly seeing what is called a holy land disciple of the Beginning, which is countless times more terrifying than the enchanting evil in the rumors. Leapfrogging challenges are no longer a problem. It is a daily behavior to single out a group.
It's no wonder that they have never been able to join the Holy Land of the Beginning. They were not convinced before, but now they are completely convinced, because compared with such evildoers, all of them are mediocre and incomparable.
"Strange, I don't know why other adults didn't make a move?"
"Do you still need to ask? It must be done by Master Xia alone. Where does it need to be done by other adults."
"It's true. Even Master Xia has such a terrifying strength, so the Zuo Master and others, who are higher than Master Xia, are probably even more important."
"It's totally unimaginable. It is only in the Faxiang Realm that you can single out a group of Thunder Tribulation Realm Demon Kings. If you are promoted to the Thunder Tribulation Realm, doesn't it mean you can fight against Immortal Saints?"
"Impossible, it would be too exaggerated."
"It's a bit exaggerated, but it is said that there may be such evildoers in the Holy Land and the Dark Hall of the Beginning."
Many adventurers talked a lot, looking at Zuo Yangdong and others with admiration.
But after hearing these words, Zuo Yangdong and others were blushing and very ashamed. To be honest, they were far inferior to Xia Ping's strength, and they were not people of the same level.
Their strength is probably about the same as these Demon Kings. Even if they are a little stronger, there is a limit. With life and death fighting, they still don't know who wins and who loses.
But now in the light of Xia Ping, these adventurers thought they were able to leapfrog the challenge, even comparable to the immortal saints, and they were so guilty.
But let them say something to refute, they are also unwilling, because doesn't it admit that they are far inferior to Xia Ping? This kind of embarrassing thing can only be done if they are fools.
"Master Zuo, I don't know how your strength is compared to Master Xia, I am afraid it is far higher."
Someone asked curiously.
"Shut up, what are you talking about? Lord Zuo is the pinnacle of the Thunder Tribulation Realm. He can break through to the saint by just one step. Such strength is so extraordinary. How could he not compare to Master Xia? It really doesn't go through the brain."
Ma Yuan yelled, reprimanding the adventurer, righteously speaking.
"Sorry, it's true, it's me who made waves."
The man apologized again and again.
"Master Zuo, my subordinate is not sensible. I hope your lord will not remember the villain, and forgive him this time."
Ma Yuan sincerely apologized.
"No, no, it's just a small matter, a small matter, nothing."
Zuo Yangdong was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. He wanted to brag about his strength, but Xia Ping was in this place. If Xia Ping heard him and slapped him in the face, wouldn't he be in front of so many people? Embarrassed? !
To be honest, he wasn't worried about other people's words, but Xia Ping, a shit smasher, was very likely to do this kind of thing. This bastard seemed to like to bully their seniors, and he was a demon at all.
After much deliberation, Wei Liangsheng's younger brothers are cute.
"Brother Zuo, what to do with these Demon Kings?!"
Xia Ping walked over, dragging a pile of Demon Kings behind him, dragging it over like goods, rolling up a pile of smoke and dust.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Zuo Yangdong and the others' mouths twitched. These Demon Kings were all of the same level as them, and the strongest people that the saints could not make could be regarded as the existence of a big boss.
But now being knocked out by Xia Ping, they actually end up like this, dragged around like tires, if they can go back alive, I am afraid they will leave an indelible psychological shadow in this life.
At this moment, many demon kings, as well as the night demon clan demon kings, gradually woke up, and they immediately discovered their current situation.