Qiankun Gourd

"kill!"

The black giant blade behind Yaba, the King of Plague, flashed, and rays of sword light shot out.

Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!

Many monks from the ancient demon world were killed on the spot and lay in a pool of blood.

Soon, only a few of the thousands of people were left.

"Too strong, too strong, go report to the Great Elder!"

An elder of the Demon Chicken Clan wearing a red robe shouted.

"It seems that you are their leader!"

The Hateful Demon Mostima waved his hand lightly and grabbed the Demon Chicken Tribe Elder in his hand.

"Take me to find the strongest person in your world."

"Mercy, mercy, mercy, I'll take you there right now!"

The elder of the Demon Chicken Tribe was held in the hands of the hateful demon Mostima like a little chick. In order to survive, he kept begging for mercy.

Led by the elder of the Demon Chicken Clan, the three demon kings headed towards the Cat-Owl Clan.

Ye Feng, who was in retreat, soon received a message from the great elder of the Demon Chicken Tribe, saying that the Demon Emperor from the Western Demon Realm broke through the defensive formation, killed thousands of disciples, captured an elder, and flew towards the Cat-Owl Tribe.

"Finally here again!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and walked out of the cave.

"grown ups!"

Duma, the Lord of Hell who was guarding outside, saw Ye Feng coming out and bowed respectfully.

"Your old friends are here, let's go meet them!"

Ye Feng turned into a streak of black light and disappeared on the spot.

"My old friend?"

"Are they coming too?"

Upon hearing this, Duma, the Lord of Hell, thought for a moment, then turned into a black light and followed.

Ye Feng floated in the air, his powerful spiritual sense sweeping hundreds of thousands of miles away, and soon three black figures appeared in his mind.

"It's the Demon of Hate, Mostima, the Demon of Sin, Azazel, and the Lord of Plague, Abaddon!"

The Lord of Hell, Duma, also discovered them, and said to Ye Feng,

"The one with the goat head is Mostima, the demon of hatred. The one with many pythons wrapped around his body is Azazel, the demon of original sin. The one wearing a golden crown is Yaba, the king of plague."

"How strong are they?"

Ye Feng asked.

"They are all seventh-level Demon Emperors. They are slightly stronger than me, but not much stronger."

Duma, the Lord of Hell, answered without hiding anything.

"With this little cultivation, you dare to come to my Ancient Demon Realm to cause trouble. You are really courting death!"

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled coldly.

These demons are all powerful beings in the Western Demon Realm, but in Ye Feng's mouth, they become objects of death. The Lord of Hell, Duma, was frightened after hearing this. Fortunately, he was smart and surrendered early.

“I see, I see!”

"It's Duma. He really surrendered, this stupid thing."

The hateful demon Mostima laughed triumphantly, then crushed the magic chicken elder in his hand into a meat paste.

"This person isn't that great, his cultivation level seems to be about the same as ours."

"After a while, you kill Duma, and I will kill this guy called Yefeng."

Abaddon, the King of Plague, saw that Ye Feng’s cultivation level was similar to his, so he looked down on Ye Feng.

"Duma is nothing to be afraid of, but you can't underestimate Ye Feng. Since he defeated Duma, it shows that he is very powerful."

Said the original sin demon Azazel.

"Abaddon and I will deal with Ye Feng, and Azazel, you deal with Duma."

The Demon of Hate, Mostima, said to the two.

The two nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"That's it!"

"I must kill this idiot Duma!"

Azazel stuck out his long tongue and licked his lips, a happy smile appearing on his face.

"Duma, let's go meet these friends of yours!"

Ye Feng flew towards the three demon kings.

Duma, the Lord of Hell, agreed and followed closely.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng met the three demon kings.

"Duma, you stupid thing!"

"How shameless of you to surrender to someone who is at the same level as you!"

The Demon of Hate, Mostima, taunted Duma.

"Humph..."

The Lord of Hell, Duma, just smiled and said nothing, but he thought to himself, when you see the strength of my master, you will not say that.

"Duma, today I will clean up the mess for my Western Demon Realm!"

The demon of original sin, Azazel, waved his hands, and seven giant pythons flew out from his body and attacked Duma, the lord of hell.

Ye Feng did not seem to let Duma take action. With a wave of his robe sleeve, several huge firebirds flew out and pounced on the giant pythons.

"Your opponent is us!"

Abaddon, the king of the plague soldiers, held a huge blade in his hand, flashed in front of Ye Feng, and slashed at Ye Feng with the blade.

Ye Feng pointed his finger and a nine-colored lightning shot out.

Bang!

The nine-colored lightning struck the giant blade, and Abaddon, the Lord of Plague, trembled slightly. An infinite force swept towards him, and his body was involuntarily blown away.

"What a strong strength!"

Abaddon, the Lord of Plague, thought secretly.

At this moment, the seven giant pythons were tightly entangled by the seven firebirds and seemed unable to move forward at all.

The hateful demon Mostima also took action. With a wave of his robe sleeves, countless huge sheep heads in the shape of demons flew out and attacked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and thousands of red lightning bolts shot out, knocking back those huge demon-like sheep heads. Some of them turned into a ball of smoke and disappeared on the spot.

"Humph, now you know how powerful my master is!"

"You are the most foolish ones to go against my master!"

Duma, the Lord of Hell, stood aside and began to taunt the three demons.

"My Lords, this man is too powerful. We must attack him together!"

The Demon of Hate, Mostima, said with a grim expression.

"Look at the knife!"

Abaddon, the Lord of Plague, shouted loudly and swung out the giant blade in his hand. The giant blade instantly turned into a thousand feet long and slashed towards Ye Feng.

A green light flashed from Ye Feng's body and went straight towards the giant blade.

Bang!

Click, click, click!

With one strike, cracks appeared on the giant blade and a spitting sound was heard.

"Ah? My God-Slaying Blade!"

When Abaddon, the Lord of Plague, saw his giant blade being shattered, he shouted loudly,

"Too strong, too strong!"

On the other side, seven giant pythons had been swallowed by seven firebirds and burned to ashes.

puff...!

The demon of original sin, Azazel, spat out a mouthful of blood. Having lost his seven giant pythons, he no longer had the ability to fight.

"Could this person be a god? How can he be so powerful?"

"The devil from the East is so terrible, so terrible!"

The original sin demon Azazel shouted in fear.

At this moment, the sheep heads transformed from the demons were also defeated by the black lightning.

A spear shot out from the hand of the hateful demon Mostima, but was knocked away by a nine-colored lightning from Ye Feng.

He did not give up and instantly transformed into a giant goat tens of thousands of feet tall, surrounded by demonic energy.

This huge goat rushed towards Ye Feng madly.

Ye Feng made a hand seal with his hands, and a demon statue tens of thousands of feet tall appeared behind him. The demon statue raised six huge fists and smashed them hard at the goat.

Boom boom boom!

The goat was beaten so hard that it vomited blood and wailed continuously.

"Yes... yes... the demon..."

"Respected Lord Demon, we are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender!"

When Abaddon, the Lord of Plague, and Azazel, the Demon of Original Sin, saw the statue of the demon god, they fell to their knees and kowtowed repeatedly.