Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

Chapter 1004: Sad Mo Yuan

Chapter 1004: Sad Mo Yuan

In the towering dense forest, Wang Feng restrained his breath and walked. What surprised him was that there was no sound in the entire forest except for the occasional breeze blowing and the whirling of leaves.

There is not even a single monster in such a huge mountain range? How can it be?

For a moment, Wang Feng's heart was solemn, and the strength in his body surged quietly, ready to deal with emergencies at any time. In this strange area, even if he was powerful, he would not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Suddenly, Wang Feng stopped and looked up suddenly.

"The high priest is right. How dare these intruders invade again?"

At the same time, a gloomy voice suddenly echoed in the forest, accompanied by a cold murderous intent, making the already gloomy forest even colder.

After these words fell, a burly figure suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's sight. It was the vicissitudes of life old man. As soon as he emerged, the billowing devilish energy in his body rolled down towards Wang Feng like a stormy sea. The surrounding towering ancient trees were so shocked that they shook one after another.

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the old man in the sky, a look of surprise flickered in the depths of his eyes, he never expected that when he came to this lost battle environment, he would meet a local strong man, let alone that this The cultivation base of the old man has reached the realm of spirit and god?

This strong man in the lost battle environment is too terrifying, right?

In the entire Emperor Realm, the strong spirit gods are enough to be called the top powerhouses. If any force has a strong spirit god, its power is enough to be crowned with the title of god, such as the four great gods.

It is almost impossible to see a strong spirit **** in the emperor's world, and many people will never see it in their lifetime, but in this lost battle environment, do they just encounter it casually?

"Intruder, how do you want to die?"

The old man stood in the air, looking down at Wang Feng from a high position, and said domineeringly.

According to his perception, Wang Feng is just a mere peak of immortality. To him, he is nothing more than an ant that can be destroyed with a single hand.

"who are you?"

Seeing the old man's domineering posture, Wang Feng did not get angry, but asked with great interest.

"My God, Moyuan, the elder of the Demon Tribe!"

"It's your honor to die under the hands of this god!"

Mo Yuan stared at Wang Feng with disdain, and said proudly.

"The Demon Tribe?"

Wang Feng's eyes flickered brightly, and he voiced his doubts, but Mo Yuan obviously didn't have the patience to explain again. In his crimson eyes, there was a cold murderous intent, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and turned it down suddenly.

"boom!"

The majestic power was released from his palm in an instant, and condensed into a huge palm print, like a giant mountain with five fingers, crashing down towards Wang Feng.

Even after this palm, he never made another move. From his point of view, Wang Feng would definitely die with this palm, and no peak immortal could block his palm.

This is the self-confidence of a spiritual powerhouse!

Under the gods, everyone is an ant. This sentence is not just talking!

It's a pity that what he met was Wang Feng who had already stepped into the fifth level of the forbidden gods!

"boom!"

Under Mo Yuan's inconceivable gaze, a flash of sword light soared into the sky, and directly cut into pieces the huge palm prints condensed by him. Far away, it made him shudder!

"boom!"

Before he could tremble in time, Mo Yuan waved his hands, and layers of devil energy burst out from his body, forming a huge clock of devil energy to protect him inside!

"boom!"

However, even if he defended with all his strength, he still couldn't stop the terrifying sword light. The huge demonic clock was directly chopped into pieces by the sword light, and it fell on him without any accident!

"puff!"

A mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out of Mo Yuan's mouth, his face turned pale, and he flew upside down, falling towards the forest, and there was a loud bang, and the whole ground shook. Earthquake, rubble splashed, and a huge human-shaped crater appeared directly in the forest not far away!

In the pit, Mo Yuan was lying paralyzed like a dead dog, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his pupils were slack, and his eyes were dull. At this moment, his world view collapsed. He never imagined that a mere immortal peak guy could Have such terrifying strength?

With just one blow, he, a strong man in the mid-spiritual stage, was severely injured. The terrifying sword energy raged in his body, destroying the vitality in his body. Even with all his divine power, he couldn't suppress it.

If it wasn't for the heart-piercing pain that was so clear, he even thought he was dreaming.

Such an unbelievable scene, if anyone encounters it, I am afraid that they will not believe it.

Wang Feng's figure flickered, and he appeared directly next to Mo Yuan, with the corner of his mouth hooked, looking down at Mo Yuan condescendingly, and jokingly said: "Why are you not arrogant? Aren't you very strong?"

"Damn intruder!"

"Even if this **** falls, you will never be able to get out of this ancient demon forest!"

"The High Priest will not let you go!"

Facing Wang Feng's ridicule, Mo Yuan was still extremely stubborn, gnashing his teeth and shouting.

"Fall?"

"you are too naive!"

"In this world, sometimes death is the only liberation!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng smiled charmingly, and said in a cold voice, that indifferent and heartless words made Mo Yuan's whole body tremble involuntarily, how could he not understand the meaning of Wang Feng's words?

The next moment, Wang Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yuan's arm directly, and the power in his body gushed out.

"ah!"

In an instant, Mo Yuan's entire face was distorted, and he screamed incessantly. The force pouring into his body shattered the bones in his arm bit by bit, and even his meridians were shattered bit by bit. He would rather destroy his arm directly than bear such slow pain.

The most important thing is that all his divine power was suppressed by Wang Feng, and he couldn't mobilize at all. As a result, he was like a mortal at this time. Just imagine, how can a mortal bear the pain of bone shattering bit by bit?

"This little ~ can't you bear it?"

Wang Feng smiled charmingly and asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Mo Yuan almost couldn't help yelling, what the **** is this little pain? If his divine power was still there, it would indeed be a small pain, but his divine power was suppressed by Wang Feng and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

"Do you want to die?"

Desperate Moyuan, upon hearing this, nodded involuntarily, as if hearing the sounds of nature.

"Tell me all the information you know, such as what kind of Heavenly Demon Ancient Forest is this, what kind of world this world is, and what kind of power it has, etc.!"

"As long as you say so, leave your whole body!"

"Trust me, you will never be willing to endure the next torture!"

The corner of Wang Feng's mouth curled up, and he said in a deep voice.

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