boom-
The huge barrier trembled violently.
With a loud noise, the entire Eastern Wasteland was shaken.
"Someone has committed a crime?"
In the depths of the dense forest by the sea, black shadows flew out, like locusts, surrounding Qin Feng's body.
These black shadows are full of demonic energy, fierce and evil, and they are real demons.
"Those who block me die!"
Qin Feng yelled wildly, and the Sky-Cracking Hammer slammed.
Boom!
The void shattered, and within a hundred li, all the demons instantly turned into powder.
Seeing this brutal scene, the human monks outside the barrier also opened their eyes wide and were shocked.
The lethality of the Sky-Splitting Hammer for the Demon Race is far beyond everyone's imagination.
In the Battle of Heishui, Qin Feng also used the Sky-Splitting Hammer, which could kill the demons, but was not as cruel as the demons.
With the Cracking Sky Hammer standing by, everyone was a little relieved about Qin Feng's safety.
After solving this group of demons garrison, Qin Feng did not linger for a moment, and went straight to Wulao Peak.
However, before approaching Wu Lao Peak, Qin Feng stopped.
Because he saw from a distance, above the Wulao Peak, the devilish energy was rising, a cloud of blood covering the sky, exuding a terrifying magical nature.
Obviously, Wulao Peak has been invaded by the demons, and it is likely to become the home of the demons.
Qin Feng took a closer look, and was even more shocked to discover that many Dao Sect disciples had been killed, their essence and blood had been refined and turned into corpses hanging on the mountain gate, which was terrible.
Among them, the most eye-catching corpse is not someone else, but the emperor.
The reason why the Demon Race did this was nothing more than to kill the chickens and the monkeys, to frighten the major sects and forces of the Eastern Wilderness, and let them bow to the Demon Race.
It's just that this brutal method is really heartbreaking.
"This bunch of chopsticks..."
Qin Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger.
"Found the intruder, take it down quickly."
And at this moment, many Demon monks and human disciples captured by Demon Race came from all directions.
"Miscellaneous, I want you to pay for your life!"
Qin Fengfeng roared, and a fierce mana wave swept across like mountains and seas.
Bang bang bang...
Hundreds of figures exploded in the air.
These demons garrisoned only had the strength of the True Qi period, and they couldn't stop Qin Feng at all.
However, Qin Feng's move undoubtedly alarmed the senior demons in the Wulao Peak.
In the blink of an eye, a wave of powerful demon energy burst out from the Wulao Peak, and seven or eight demon masters instantly appeared around Qin Feng.
"Qin Feng, how dare you come here to die?"
Among these masters of the Demon Race, an extremely familiar voice came.
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Qin Feng looked surprised, and glanced at him, "Yuan Jiankong? Actually you?"
He was very surprised at the appearance of Yuan Jiankong.
After Yuan Jiankong's mission failed, he didn't know where he hid. He was going to be chased by the Demon Clan, but he didn't expect that he would become a part of the Demon Clan now.
Moreover, looking at other people's attitude towards Yuan Jiankong, he seemed very in awe, Yuan Jiankong's identity was obviously not low.
"Yes, it's me. I'm not dead, was it unexpected?"
Yuan Jiankong's eyes lit up, and a bloodthirsty sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was trembling all over, an expression of extreme excitement.
If it weren't for Qin Feng, he might have completed the task and subdued the blood charm, and he would not be reduced to the point where everyone shouted.
Since he received the appreciation of the Nether Demon Emperor and held great power in his hand, he has been thinking about seeking revenge from Qin Feng all the time.
But I never expected that before he went to Qin Feng, Qin Feng took the initiative to send it to the door.
"Yuan Jiankong, you are more unbearable than Ling Xu."
Qin Feng stared at him coldly, showing a disdainful smile.
"Ling Xu? Hahaha, don't compare me with that old guy, I now have the entire Eastern Wilderness in control, what is he?"
Yuan Jiankong smiled excitedly.
"Master the entire Eastern Wilderness? Hahaha, you are just a dog of the Demon Race, don't deceive yourself."
Qin Feng said sarcastically.
The Eastern Wilderness is the territory of the Demon Race, Yuan Jiankong is wishful thinking, but after all, he is a foreigner, even if he is willing to become a Demon, he will never be trusted.
Qin Feng knows the Demon Race too well, he has had too many stories with the Demon Race, and he knows the nature of the Demon Race very well.
In Qin Feng's view, Yuan Jiankong was both hateful and pitiful.
"When death is approaching, I dare to speak up here. Come, take this for me."
Yuan Jiankong was also enraged by Qin Feng's words, and immediately ordered an encirclement and suppression.
The seven or eight masters of the Demon Race, like the arrow of Lixian, came straight to Qin Feng with a burst of breaking wind.
"Go away!"
Qin Feng raised his hammer to the sky, and the void suddenly burst.
The masters of the demons were shaken back one after another, and their breath was erratic and faltering.
"What's going on? The power of the Sky Splitting Hammer is so powerful?"
Yuan Jiankong's face changed suddenly.
In the ancient magic cemetery, he and Qin Feng had fought, and he had probably grasped Qin Feng's strength.
But right now, the Sky Cracking Hammer in Qin Feng's hand was much stronger than last time.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Jiankong would have expected that the Sky Splitting Hammer had nurtured the spirit, and it was of the same root as the Blood Charm, and its power had surged several times.
Seven or eight masters of the demons were also repelled by Qin Feng, which is incredible.
You know, these masters of the Demon Race have at least the strength of the fifth rank of the Primordial God, which was cultivated by the Nether Demon Emperor himself.
But when they joined hands, they couldn't shake Qin Feng a bit.
The powerful attitude displayed by Qin Feng also shocked Yuan Jiankong and others.
As the leader of the human race, Qin Feng must return his colors.
It is already impossible to regain the Eastern Desolation.
That being the case, before leaving, it was a matter of course to kill a few masters of the Demon Race and get some interest back.
"Devil tribe, go down to my funeral."
Qin Feng's eyes were about to split, and the huge hammer in his hand furiously hit, like a big tripod smashed down, breaking the sky and the ground.
This overlord hitting the tripod was invincible, and even the onlookers were all trembling and pale.
The few masters of the demon race had just stabilized their figure, and they were drunk with a punch, and their spirits and flesh were destroyed in an instant.
"How can it be… "
Yuan Jiankong's eyes widened, his mind was chaotic.
With just one blow, these demons masters were actually killed by bombardment
These people are all subordinates of the Nether Demon Emperor. What would the Nether Demon Emperor think if they were sacrificed like this
Thinking of this, Yuan Jiankong felt cold all over.
"Qin Feng, I hate... I want you to pay!"
Yuan Jiankong gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.
Whistle—
A gloomy light burst out from above his head, and endless devilish energy rushed out suddenly, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was terrifying.
Oooooo...
There were waves of wailing from all over the void, and the hair was horrified.
A pitch-black triangle prayer flag appeared above Yuan Jiankong's head, waving in the wind.
"Nether Order?"
Seeing these triangular prayer flags, Qin Feng's face changed abruptly.
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