A breeze blew.

After Chen Feng stretched comfortably, he casually put his fingers into the air in front.

A wave spread out in his fingertips.

The next moment.

The broken sky returned to its original form, and the cracked earth quickly closed.

The condensed river evaporated into mist in the blink of an eye, and the mountains rising from the ground returned to flat ground.

at this time.

The sun has gradually set.

The afterglow of the setting sun sets off the faces of terrified faces.

After Li Shian, who had lost his legs, was not being supported by anyone, he once again lay on the ground like a dead dog, full of fear on his face.

If he had known this, he would have chosen to support Chen Feng.

When things came to this point, he knew that the Demon-Slaying Holy Son could no longer create miracles.

Li Shian wanted to survive. After he calmed down his emotions, he begged for mercy to Chen Feng and said, "Lord of Heaven, I know I was wrong. For the sake of our Taixuan Sect supporting the Five Divine Mountains before, please spare me this time. I have lost two legs. Please spare my life."

In order to survive, he completely gave up his dignity.

In response to this, a hint of mockery appeared on Chen Feng's face. Nowadays, even such a guy can become a genius in a sect. No wonder Yizhongtian is getting more and more backward.

After Li Shi'an, who had Taixuan Sect, spoke.

The other monks who were so scared that they sat on the ground spoke shamelessly.

"Lord of the Heavenly Desolation, I am willing to be your slave, I am willing to do anything for you, I only ask you to let me go this time."

"Lord of Heaven, I have no intention of going against you at all. I made a mistake in my choice before. Please give me a chance to remedy it. My life will be yours in the future."

...

Faced with the begging for mercy by these cultivators in the Dixuan Realm, the expression on Chen Feng's face did not change at all.

If he is not the Lord of Heaven, and if the Demon-Slaying Holy Son wins, will these people in the end pity him?

Promise sure no!

Not only that, these people will definitely torture Chen Feng together.

Therefore, in the face of these begging for mercy, Chen Feng's emotions would not fluctuate at all. When he first came to the fairyland from Earth, he understood a truth: his kindness to his enemies is his cruelty to himself.

Many times, a moment of kindness will only harm oneself in the end.

Chen Feng stared indifferently at these seemingly pitiful people begging for mercy on the ground. He said in a plain tone: "Everyone has to pay the price for his choice, why are you exceptions?"

"If I had begged for mercy in front of you, would you have pity for me? Would you have spared my life?"

“It’s useless to say more!”

"I hope you will think about the final result before you make every choice in your next life."

"On the road to the underworld, you can walk together!"

After saying that.

Chen Feng didn't wait for these people to speak again, and the moment he activated the Source of Heaven, he gently waved his right arm.

A series of thin energy like hair streaked across the monks' necks.

This hair-like energy seems to be light and has no lethality, but it contains unimaginable sharpness.

These hair-like energy can easily cut the necks of these monks and finally cut off their heads.

soon.

Many heads rolled down from the ground. Before dying, almost all of these people were staring wide, as if they were dying with their eyes open.

Now only the Demon-Slaying Holy Son still breathes a sigh of relief. He looked at the monks who supported him, dying one after another, and his eyes were also filled with fear.

At this moment.

After seeing Chen Feng's approach to heaven in the Tianhuang Realm, his heart seemed to fall into the abyss.

He finally understood what true despair is!

"You are just a waste from the lower planes of the fairy world. Why can you reach this level today? Why can you, a little bastard, be ahead of me?"

"I am the third disciple of the Lord of the Lower God Court, and I am the Demon-Slaying Son of the Lower God Court. My future should be within the second heaven. Why would I be defeated by you?"

The Demon-Slaying Holy Son used all his strength to roar into the sky.

Hearing this, Chen Feng looked cold and said, "As long as he works hard and does not give up, even a small ant will be able to move onto the mountains one day."

"You and I have different goals, so the speed of growth is naturally different."

"Your goal is only the second level of heaven, and my goal is not only limited to the second level of heaven!"

The words fell.

Chen Feng pushed the ground with his right foot, and a layer of energy came out of his legs and rushed towards the Demon-Slaying Holy Son.

There was a "bang".

The horror on the face of the Demon-Slaying Saint Son became more and more intense. The next moment, he completely lost consciousness, just because his whole head was directly bombarded by the layer of Chen Feng's energy.

Blood and brain matter sprinkled on the ground.

At present, Yang Chenjun and others who were standing beside Jiang Lingyue were swallowing their saliva in their throats. If they had supported the Demon-Slaying Saint Son before, they would probably end up with their heads and necks separated now.

Thinking of this, they suddenly felt a chill around their necks and couldn't help but shrink their necks.

...

at the same time.

Outside the world of heaven.

People from all major sects and families are waiting at the entrance outside!

However, just when Shen Feng started to kill, there was already chaos outside.

In order to determine the safety of his disciples, the elders of various major sects brought over the magic weapon to determine the life and death of his disciples.

Just now, the magic weapons that determined the life and death of disciples broke out in many forces, which completely confused the situation.

At this moment, the golden robe general of the lower divine court took out a rectangular wooden box and saw that the jade plaque inside had also turned into powder.

The faces of him, Tian Shengzi and others instantly became extremely ugly.

This jade tablet is a magic weapon to determine the life and death of the Demon-Slaying Holy Son. Now it has completely exploded into powder, which means that the Demon-Slaying Holy Son is dead.

Tian Shengzi had a look of surprise on his face, and he said, "It's impossible! Why is this happening?"

"The third junior brother has only entered the Tianhuang Realm for such a short time. With his cultivation and his trump card, he will not die so quickly even if he encounters danger."

"Besides, our Xia Shen Court has absolutely outstanding connections in the Tianhuang Realm. There are so many strange things in it!"

Upon hearing this, the five great generals nodded slightly, among which the golden robe general said: "It seems that things have exceeded our control. At present, the people from Wushen Mountain look calm. This matter may be related to the boy from Wushen Mountain. We must notify the head of the court."

This time, the Heavenly Saint Son did not object. After all, the Demon-Slaying Saint Son is also a disciple of the Lord of the Lower God Court. Now that the Demon-Slaying Saint Son has died in the Heavenly Realm, he should notify the Lord of the Court.

In the past, even when the dispute over the Earth List ended, there would not be so many deaths.

So, this time it can be said that it is the battle for the highest mortality rate in the area.
Chapter completed!