"The relics of the Mighty?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be a powerhouse in the Transitional Tribulation Realm in this Western Continent.

Then it is obvious that the martial arts cultivation realm of the Western Continent is estimated to be stronger than that of the Eastern Continent.

Also, this place is very quirky.

I think it's the demon clan in front of them, and they all have a pair of black wings behind them.

According to the memories of Chaos, the ruins of the Tribulation Realm usually contain some inheritances and treasures.

If it was the remnant of the Dragon Transformation Realm, Yang Feng might disdain it, but this was the place where the Crossing Tribulation powerhouse died.

"Human, where did you come from, if you will tell me where your human race gathers, we can consider taking you into the ruins of the Mighty Ones. The corners of Mo Wen's lips revealed a hint of conspiracy.

When Yang Feng heard this, he shrugged his shoulders, pointed towards the storm barrier in the distance behind him, and said, "That place, I came out of there." ”

"Presumptuous, a mere human being, dare to talk nonsense! That storm is a barrier, and it was once the strong man who tried to pass through this storm barrier before he was seriously injured and fell here!"

A bewitching young man suddenly became furious, and his peach blossom eyes contained a strong killing intent.

If he hadn't wanted to know the whereabouts of the Terran, I'm afraid he would have slapped this Terran to death with a slap.

"What do you believe or not, what do you have to do with me? idiot!"

Yang Feng gave him a mocking look, unfolded his divine sense, and continued to search for the elixir on the grassland.

"You, looking for death!"

The enchanting man jumped like thunder, raised his hand to condense the power of the wind, turned into a sharp blade, and slashed through Yang Feng's neck in the blink of an eye.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Yang Feng didn't even look at it, just a cyan flame suddenly emerged from his neck, disintegrating the blade in an instant.

Immediately after, cyan flames emanated from his body, wrapping around his arms, as if there was a twisted void.

"It's so strong, this human race, I'm afraid it's the top master among the human race! No wonder you dare to come here alone to find the relics of the robbing powerhouse. Mo Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was shocked.

Yang Feng didn't plan to continue looking for spirit grass, he turned his eyes to look at these demonic youths, and said coldly: "Tell me the location of the ruins of the Tribulation Realm, and I can spare your life." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the demonic demons were stunned in place, and their eyes widened, as if they had heard some incredible words.

Indeed, in the Western Continent, the Terrans are the most humble race, followed by the Orcs.

Even the top powerhouses of the human race did not dare to compete with the people of the demon race.

"Very good, it's the first time in my life that I have been threatened by a human race like an ant, it's really funny!" Mo Wen's eyes bloomed with ice-like killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and said loudly.

"Kill!"

Just as he spit out a word, a group of demons behind him suddenly spread their pair of black wings and rushed towards Yang Feng.

Several cold rays were cut and thrown out of the wings at will.

Yang Feng didn't dare to slack off, and instantly sacrificed the flame sword from the space ring, and violently slashed out several sword rays.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The powerful aftermath suddenly exploded.

Shocked away several demonic demons, and even some slightly weaker demons, they broke their wings and fell on the grass.

"The strength of this human race is at least at the peak of the heavenly rank, and as I expected, he is the top powerhouse in the human race, so young, I am afraid that he will become the first person in the human race to appear in the dragon realm!"

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, stared directly at Yang Feng's fair and delicate face, muttered softly, and turned a glance to the demonic youth beside him.

"Leave it to me. ”

The demonic young man next to him bowed his head slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked at Yang Feng, full of fierce expression.

The next moment, several golden rays of light shone around the demonic young man.

Dragon pattern!

Transform into a dragon realm!

Ten golden dragon patterns, shining incomparably, condensed on the pair of black wings, as if they had become sacred.

"Human, although your strength is strong and your talent is extraordinary, our demon clan will never allow the human race to rise, and even if there is a little hope, we can't!

The demonic young man's face was cold, a pair of wings flapped wildly, and as soon as he raised his hand, he stirred up the whole storm.

Heaven and earth were all gloomy, and huge spiritual power rushed from all directions, sweeping up an extremely strong storm.

"Kill, Wind Blade!"

Yang Feng's expression was solemn, he still had to take the cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Realm seriously, because stepping into the Dragon Transformation Realm was equivalent to entering the Dao with martial arts, but none of them were born with divine sense.

They are, so to speak, semi-cultivators.

"Have you ever heard of a palm falling from the sky?" Yang Feng smiled indifferently, without the slightest fear.

"Don't give me nonsense, die!" the demonic young man raised his hand and blasted over, with a violent hurricane and the power of destruction.

And at this moment, Yang Feng's hand was shining with golden Buddha light, extremely sacred, without a trace of darkness, very pure.

"Whew!"

His body leaped up like a cannonball, soaring into the sky.

"Where to escape?" The demonic young man thought that Yang Feng was going to escape, so he immediately flapped a pair of wings and chased after him faster than him.

"The Palm of God. ”

Yang Feng pinched the mantra, his head was down, and he slammed out a palm, turning into a huge golden handprint, full of supreme coercion.

"Not good!"

Mo Wen's heart suddenly twitched, and he sensed an extremely bad premonition, and he felt that in that golden palm, there was a very restrained demonic aura.

Despite the long distance, there was also that shuddering feeling.

Scared, trembling!

"Boom ——!"

The golden handprint used by Yang Feng and the hurricane released by the demonic demon slammed together, bursting out with a powerful impact, and the power was very amazing.

The demon's face turned extremely pale, and he noticed that the other party's golden handprint was still bombarded down as if it were devastating.

The whole person was powerless to dodge, and was bombarded alive.

"Poof~~~"

The demonic demon spurted out a streak of blood, his face became even whiter, it was very scary, and his tough body was greatly traumatized.

Demons!

Their bodies are often stronger than their strength, but now they have been greatly traumatized.

It is conceivable how terrifying Yang Feng's stunt is.

"Boom!"

The golden handprint, finally imprinted on the grass, a huge palm imprint appeared.

The powerful wave of qi blew the demons and Mo Wen next to him away.

"Ruins of the Tragedy, I'll ask one last time. ”

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