The infinite comprehension system of the city

Moliu and Huiming, the two quasi-immortal emperors, had extremely ugly expressions at the moment. No matter what powerful means they used, they were easily solved by Han Feng, and they could not even have a temporary suppressing effect on Han Feng.

Han Feng, on the other hand, defended passively for a while, and did not take the initiative to make a move.

Naturally, he had his own considerations in doing so, just to see if Tian Yuan or Hun Yuan would come out and find an excuse to prevent him from destroying this protracted battle.

If he really came out to stop Han Feng, then the words of the protoss ancestor would be confirmed.

Of course, even if it doesn't come out, Han Feng still has a skeptical attitude in his heart.

The longer I and Mo Liu and Hui Ming waited to become Immortal Emperors, the number of monks killed in battle on my side increased sharply every day. At this moment, Shenmeng was fighting fiercely with the Immortal King monks on the opposite side. His mind was even affected by the fierce melee, and he seemed unable to show his strength.

But when she saw that Han Feng was still calm under the siege of two quasi-immortal emperor monks, she felt very calm for no reason.

Qianmoliu's avatar! Town town town town!
Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, the magic Liu communicated with Huiming in secret, and immediately stretched his arms to the sky, and countless black awns as dazzling as obsidian overflowed from his body surface, turning into three thousand magical clones.

These demonic avatars do not have the combat power of the magical jade body, but they have a powerful force to suppress the seal.

The avatars of the three thousand demons transformed into a black wooden coffin and enveloped Han Feng in an instant, and Han Feng lost any breath in an instant.

Seeing this, Huiming's eyes were overjoyed, this Han Feng really supported him, but he didn't know that their current purpose was to seal Han Feng.

Immediately, the Huiming Immortal Emperor was covered in a river of blood, and the endless blood river was reinforced on the black coffin formed by the gathering of three thousand Moliu clones, bringing the power of the seal to another level!
"What! Ye Tiandi has been sealed!"

"Damn it! Sure enough, it is still very difficult to face the two quasi-immortal emperors with Ye Tiandi's strength!"

"What should I wait for?"

"What else can I do, there is no turning back when you open the bow! Kill!"

The scene of Han Feng being sealed had a great impact on the morale of the monk army, but on the contrary, there was a kind of belief that pushed them to die.

If this adds up to more than 100 billion monks who died here, then Han Feng not only did not affect the overall situation, but played a promoting effect.

The most essential purpose of Zhan Luan is to gather the fire of life of the monks to ignite the fire of the era, that is to say, whether it is the monks of the Ten Thousand Clans Alliance or the three ancient Dao Clans, they are all victims of sacrifice.

"Fortunately, Yao Huang had expected Brother Huiming to stay in the Great World of Spiritual Heart, otherwise Han Feng would have completely disrupted the situation today."

"Don't be careless. Although this son is not yet in the realm of quasi-immortal emperor, his explosive power is extremely terrifying. He just won the seal of brother Moliu. If we really fight hard, you and I may not be able to fight. What can I do to this son."

Mo Liu and Huiming looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

However, at this moment, the black coffin that sealed Han Feng was suddenly broken open with a palm. That palm was filled with primordial golden light, without any magical powers. Through the shattered black coffin, one could clearly see Han Feng's indifference. faces.

"You two trash, what are you complacent about?"

Han Feng opened his mouth, and walked out of the seal slowly, his whole body was shimmering with golden light, revealing the supreme aura that was hard to see directly.

"Haven't you ever thought that you quasi-immortal emperor monks are also the targets of sacrifice?" Han Feng said again.

"You..." Huiming's eyes could not help shrinking, and bad thoughts gradually emerged in his heart.

Today, I will fall!
With this thought in his life, Immortal Emperor Huiming Zhun, who had already seen Han Feng's strength, had a trace of fear for no reason in his heart.

But Mo Liu was stunned by Han Feng's words. Han Feng said that their quasi-immortal emperors would also turn into the fire of life to ignite the fire of the era, and become sacrifices.

This inexplicably made Mo Liu feel uneasy.

But the enemy was right in front of him, so he could only suppress his uneasiness, and looked at Han Feng with lingering eyes.

It's true that there are two quasi-immortal emperors on the opposite side, but they are both from the ancient demon clan. Because of Han Feng's own physique, any monk of the demonic way will be a little weaker in front of him.

The eyes of many monks are all focused on Han Feng at this moment, they are pleasantly surprised, Ye Tiandi's strength makes them feel that victory is just around the corner!
They converged into a kind of belief, which was invisible, but Han Feng could clearly feel it.

Han Feng glanced back, and threw out a punch casually. The Divine Creation Fist severely wounded the several immortal kings who surrounded Shenmeng, and then said calmly, "Don't be distracted."

With a look of gratitude on Shenmeng's face, he took a deep breath and began to force himself.

die!
Immortal Emperor Mo Liuzhun let out a low growl, pressed his palm on the center of his brow, and sacrificed a strangely shaped bronze mirror from it. As soon as the mirror came out, it shot a gray dark light at Han Feng.

Seeing this, Han Feng pushed forward with his right palm, and pressed the magic mirror's attack on his palm. His body was a little fluffy, but it didn't cause any injuries to him.

"Can you block the attack of the Mo Liujing with your bare hands?" Seeing this, the shock in Mo Liu's heart can be imagined.

Even if the Magic Mirror did not cause any harm to Han Feng, he could accept it, but being blocked by such a simple bare hand all showed how big the gap between him and Han Feng was.

He hasn't discovered yet that any magic attack that touches Han Feng's body will be weakened, let alone cause damage to Han Feng.

I don't know whether it was accidental or deliberate that these two quasi-immortal emperors of the ancient demon clan arranged here.

If the three ancient Dao clans are not monolithic now, then Han Feng has every reason to believe that someone wants to use his own hands to eliminate the power of the ancient demon clan.

"this person…… "

Han Feng thought of Yao Huang.

This is not certain, but at least what Han Feng can be sure of now is to kill the two quasi-immortal emperors in front of him, swallow their quasi-immortal emperor background, and let himself enter the realm of the eight or even nine immortal kings!
"Brother Mo Liu, let's retreat first, this kid must have the trump card in his body, you and I should be helpless to get him." Immortal Emperor Hui Ming Zhun looked at Han Feng vigilantly at this moment, and even passed down the voice secretly.

It's just that he had just finished the voice transmission, and before Mo Liu could respond, Han Feng exploded.

I saw that Han Feng's whole body burst out like a galloping wild horse. Although his combat power was not fully activated, he also used the secret technique of increasing his combat power, achieving the effect of increasing his combat power by [-] times.

He slapped it majestically with a palm, and the hand of the gods condensed into the sky and suddenly appeared, presenting the supreme primordial golden color.

Seeing this move, Immortal Emperor Huiming Zhun couldn't help but panic. At the beginning, he was almost killed with a single palm. If it wasn't for Han Feng not continuing to pursue him, he wouldn't even be here today.

"Fengshen Supreme Supreme Supreme Holy Command Immortal Immortal Art!"

This move of the Supreme Art God's Hand is even more powerfully blessed by the 'Controlling Immortal Art', and it suddenly shows the potential to destroy the world.

"This... is this the power that can be unleashed in the Immortal King Realm?" Mo Liu was a little distracted for a brief moment when he saw the hand that reached the sky, feeling unbelievable.