Huge figures, casting terrifying shadows on the ground......

The waterwheel-like round pupils cast a dark red glow, and the dark skin glowed with a metallic sheen......

"That's a ...... What's that!?"

Han Feng raised his head and looked at the sky, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Liu Minghua was now beside Han Feng, and his voice was unfazed all along:

"Isn't that obvious...... It's a real demon......"

The huge body of the Maharashasa took shape in the sky, and after the feet were also formed, it landed on the ground, and the mere act of landing caused the entire black dream space to vibrate violently!

Within a radius, nothing is shocked.

Terrifying cracks began to spread out from its hundred-foot demon body......

The monster had already landed, still absorbing demonic energy from the air, and at the same time raised its huge arm and slowly swung it down towards the ground.

Of course, this slow movement is only relative to its huge size...... In fact, this blow can be said to have come very strongly!!

Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly moved his position with the light skill of "Flying on the Grass", and rushed under the location of the demon's attack, and at the same time loudly warned the civilians there:

"Hey!!Everyone!!Run!!"

The people under the attack of the giant palm heard Han Feng's warning, and they raised their heads one after another, and what came into their eyes was the terrifying demon palm......

People are running frantically, and it is difficult to escape the scope of this trick.

Seeing this, Han Feng sacrificed his long-cherished immortal magic weapon - [Wuyue Jinyun Dou].

The Immortal Immortal used the secret method to collect the talisman secret treasure refined by the five mountain cloud qi, and with the super internal power that Han Feng now has gathered the four peerless learnings, she will definitely exert a super powerful defensive power.

The only problem is that the [Wuyue Jinyun Dou] as an immortal treasure is too consuming internal force, and if Han Feng really wants to urge this thing with all his strength, it is only able to support almost breathing, which is why Han Feng usually doesn't use it.

But this time...... A few breaths are also sufficient.

Han Feng rushed to the bottom of the giant palm of the Morakshasa Shi, and the [Five Peaks Jinyun Dou] was completely urged, and the five-colored smoke miasma opened abruptly.

It was like a dreamlike scene at this moment.

A giant black palm that covers the sky.

A retrograde figure.

The five-colored brilliance of the haze and fog vines.

Everything is like a heroic epic.

After the loud bang, the demon's palm temporarily stopped in midair......

It's just that the colorful mist that Han Feng had conjured up began to dissipate rapidly, and Han Feng's figure disappeared in an instant......

The hundreds of thousands of people below all saw this scene in their eyes, no matter whether it was good or evil, they couldn't question Han Feng's character at this moment......

The same touching ...... There is Mo Zhongqian......

That's right, just now Han Feng always felt that he had forgotten something, and what he forgot was His Royal Highness the Venerable Third Prince......

Since Han Feng assassinated Mo Zhongqian through a self-directed and self-acted script and then captured Feng Bo, Mo Zhongqian was selectively forgotten by Han Feng, and the noble three princes lived a hard life of coarse tea and light meals, getting up early and greedy for darkness every day in the Hanging Sword Division.

The four royal guards never appeared in front of him again...... It's just secretly guarding around the Hanging Sword Division......

Mo Zhongqian thought that he would continue this hellish life until his father took him back...... Who would have thought that an even more terrifying plot would still be playing......

The entire cloud and dust were shrouded in black fog and all of them were pulled into the dream by the Maharashasa shrouded.

And this method of randomly pulling people has not determined the location...... So...... The poor Third Prince's Royal Highness appeared in the black wasteland alone, weak and helpless.

Fleeing with the crowd, Mo Zhongqian scolded Han Feng 1,800 times in his heart...... But that's not the worst of it......

The worst thing was that when I looked up, I saw the arm of the huge demon shadow.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts crossed Mo Zhongqian's heart, but in the end, only one thought was short...... Am I going to die?

Fortunately, there was no need to be afraid of death, Han Feng came on the wind and clouds.

The five-colored smoke opened in an instant, and he defeated the devil in the sky with the strength of one person.

Mo Zhongqian understood a little at this moment why so many people respected Han Feng because he had once confronted the silent old mother in person, this kind of retrograde scene of killing immortals was really exciting!

Mo Zhongqian felt that he also admired this guy a little...... If you don't destroy him, you will fill the door, and punish him to wash the latrine for two months, so as to avoid him from the crime of disrespect to himself...... The third prince thought so.

"Master!!!"

In the crowd, a roaring cry rang out.

Jiang Xiaohu, who was wearing the uniform of the black and white Hanging Sword Division, also saw Han Feng being slapped by the Morakshasa and disappeared.

Although they didn't get along for long, Han Feng, who taught himself martial arts and taught him carefully, had already occupied a very important position in Jiang Xiaohu's heart.

The young man shouted in a hoarse voice, and he raised his leg to rush towards the place where Han Feng's five-colored smoke was scattered.

Yang Qianqian rushed over and hugged him, preventing him from going over to make a mistake:

"Xiaohu, what are you doing, you are crazy!?"

"Qianqian, let go of me, I'm not crazy! I'm going to save Master!"

Jiang Xiaohu took Yang Qianqian's hand and was about to rush over.

Feng Ning rushed over and smashed a punch into Jiang Xiaohu's face.

A heavy punch hit Jiang Xiaohu in the face, and even made abrasions.

After a punch, Feng Ning grabbed Jiang Xiaohu's collar, and the two looked at each other.

"Calm me down! Look at these people nearby, your task should be to evacuate with them as soon as possible! The situation there is not at all within your reach!"

Feng Ning pointed to the clouds that had dissipated to the point of almost nothingness and shouted to Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu was a little distracted by Feng Ning's roar, took a step back, and muttered, "I'm sorry ......"

Yang Qianqian followed over and pulled Jiang Xiaohu away, and gently comforted:

"Okay, let's evacuate the people first......"

......

At the same time, the entire Black Dream Space saw this terrifying blow from Morashasa.

The powerful destructive power caused by just waving an arm is truly worthy of a legendary demon.

The head of the Xiao family couldn't help but laugh when he saw Han Feng being beaten to the ground: "Hahahaha, laughing at Han Feng's calculations, in the end, he is just an enemy of the Demon Emperor, and the cooperation between Taichu Dao and the Demon Clan is really a wise move." ”

Now the Taichu Daoist beside the head of the Xiao family nodded with a smile, and didn't say anything, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Feng family conspired with Taichu Dao to bring the Xiao family, but the Xiao family still thought that Morakshasa had taken the initiative to appear through the alliance with Taichu Dao.

However, now the Maharashasa is also confused.

After Han Feng disappeared, Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng quickly got rid of their opponents and rushed to the front of Morakshasa Shi.

One used the "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens" to confuse the huge body of the Molayashasa Shi, and some used the "Six Yang Palms of the Heavenly Mountains" to release a powerful yang attribute palm power to bombard this guy's body.

There were also more than a dozen lights and shadows rising in the crowd, all of whom were famous or retired masters in the cloud and dust capital.

The lowest of these who can rise into the air is the middle and third grade cultivation, and there is even a thin old man who has reached the third grade cultivation.

Many masters rose into the air and shot at the huge demon body of the Mola Shassa.

Maharashasa felt very aggrieved...... I've been sealed for so many years, and I've been miserable, and I finally escaped along the broken seal, so I stretched out casually...... Why are you beating me?