Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

The Demon King is high and mighty. To the human race, he is like a saint whose words can decide their life or death. They are almost powerless to resist. But now, this saint has raised his hand high and pressed down towards the human race.

This palm strike was earth-shattering and despairing.

Even if Lin Feng had the potential he has now, he couldn't imagine that the human race had any chance of survival.

That being the case.

Then we can only fight.

The demons were frightened and forced to abandon their previous plans, and they were weakened to the point that the witches could see an opportunity to counterattack and kill them.

Just cross that line.

Humans can survive!

In an instant, as Lin Feng said this, the luck hidden in his body began to burn, like a flame blessing his body, making the qi and blood in his body even more terrifying, and even on par with Hou Tu at one point.

His eyes also became extremely deep, as if there was an unquenchable volcano in them, ready to erupt with anger at any time.

"Demon slayer?"

In the distance, Tongtian Patriarch also heard Lin Feng's words, and his heart sank. The pioneer's responsibility was just as he had guessed, which was to slay demons.

But, can Lin Feng do it?

Why did Heaven give Lin Feng such a responsibility?

The demon race is the overlord of heaven and earth. Even saints dare not say that they can completely destroy them.

Every time they use their trump card, the Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, even a saint would not dare to guarantee victory.

Lin Feng, why?

"Could it be that he really only relied on that sword?"

"Or does my little apprentice have other responsibilities? That shouldn't be the case."

"Can the destiny of the human race reach this level?"

Tongtian Sect Master laughed in silence. Although he had long suspected whether Lin Feng had any secrets, at this moment, he felt that the secret of Lin Feng might not be big enough, at least it could not support him to achieve what he was doing.

It’s not that easy to win.

But... it doesn't matter. Let's wait and see. If Lin Feng is really not sure of winning, then as the master, he will take action personally and persuade the monsters to come back.

Anyway, the other saints watching from the side probably had the same idea as him.

The human race cannot be destroyed.

The potential of the human race must not be affected in the slightest by the demon race.

Setbacks are just for a better future...

"Junior brother, you..."

Taoist Duobao looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression as he was blessed by luck. He wanted to say something, but at this moment, all his words seemed pale and powerless.

The Chaos Bell is ultimately superior. Under the control of Donghuang Taiyi, it emits a long-lasting bell sound.

The sound of the bell seemed to control the entire world.

The Tai Chi diagram was also affected and paused for a moment.

In the next breath, the Chaos Bell crashed directly into the Tai Chi diagram with a loud bang, and the sound of the collision was almost endless.

In just a moment, the Tai Chi diagram began to look shaky, and even couldn't hold up at one point, and just hung down and fell back into Xuan Du's hands. Xuan Du seemed to have suffered a serious injury and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your cultivation is not enough."

Donghuang Taiyi stood in the air, looking at Xuandu quietly, shaking his head and saying: "If you can practice for another few dozen Yuanhui, perhaps you can catch up with my realm."

"Go back to your Kunlun Mountain to practice."

Killing the saint's disciples is a matter of great importance after all, so Donghuang Taiyi is unwilling to take action.

But his attack just now was enough to leave Xuan Du with a hidden injury that would take a thousand years to recover.

If Xuandu continues to stay on this battlefield, he won't even be able to use the Tai Chi diagram, so it's no longer a concern.

Next.

There is no need to pay attention to him.

We just need to deal with the remaining few disciples of the saint.

"You two, would you like to come together?"

Donghuang Taiyi asked Zhao Gongming and Duobao Taoist, while also looking at Houtu.

If the three of them act together, they might be able to cause him some trouble.

Just a pity.

That is also limited.

"Donghuang Taiyi!"

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly and was about to step forward, but suddenly, Lin Feng stopped him.

"Brother Gongming, this is my own business. Let me do it."

"I want to try and see if I can... touch him."

Lin Feng exhaled slowly.

When they heard what he said, both Zhao Gongming and Duobao Taoist hurriedly spoke up to persuade him, "Little Junior Brother, stop making trouble!"

"Who is Donghuang Taiyi?"

"He is a powerful figure who became famous long before the catastrophe. The Chaos Bell is just one of his means and cannot play a decisive role. Even if he only uses the Holy Fire of the Sun, it is enough to kill us!"

"This guy and Master are both powerful figures of the same generation. Even we can only delay them. If you go, what if he kills you? Then..."

You're walking into a trap.

Even Hou Tu couldn't bear to watch what Lin Feng did this time.

She shook her head, not knowing what to say for a long time. Instead, she felt powerless and bored.

Now, Hou Tu's heart is increasingly longing for a different way of conquering the prehistoric world, at least not to continue like today...

"I'm serious, let me try."

Lin Feng spoke again, and then, regardless of any obstruction, walked forward under the gaze of the human and demon tribes.

His body shrank rapidly as he walked, returning to the size of a normal person. He looked quite thin, just like a real mortal.

Even Donghuang Taiyi could not feel the breath flowing in his body.

"Master Tianfeng, I have long admired you."

"Fei Lian died in your hands some time ago. I wanted to find a time to meet you, but I didn't expect it to be here."

Donghuang Taiyi spoke softly, but without the murderous and decisive tone from just now.

but.

Anyone who is familiar with Donghuang Taiyi can see the anger from the bottom of his heart in his eyes.

Regarding Fei Lian’s death.

He is definitely not as calm as he appears!

You have to know that Fei Lian, as one of the ten demon kings of the demon race, also had a close relationship with Donghuang Taiyi and others. Although he was abandoned, it was only under duress...

After all, they had already taken action against Jinbie Island, so it was normal for them to pay some price.

But why was it Lin Feng who took action? Why must Fei Lian be used as a stepping stone for Lin Feng to help him reach the next level!

If there was no Tianfeng Zhenren.

Why do they have to pay such a huge price!

Not even a single thing has been accomplished!

"Your Highness the Demon King."

"If you don't take action now, there will be no second chance."

Lin Feng smiled and raised the demon-slaying sword.

"Come and fight!"