However, it's clear that Guan Cheng's sword strike, which severs the mortal world, hasn't reached its full potential yet.

After all, Lei Hong wasn't killed.

There was no sound afterwards, and the area was filled with sand and mist, which could only be seen clearly by activating spiritual vision.

"Tsk..."

As the sandstorm subsided, Lei Hong's mecha was found to be deformed, emitting a hissing sound.

It's clearly completely damaged.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. Two hundred million gone, tsk tsk, so painful..."

Lei Hong said with a wry smile.

It wasn't that he was heartbroken about the two hundred million; he just felt that they couldn't win, so there was no point in doing so.

At the same time, I was also very surprised:

"Your swordsmanship has improved so much! How long has it been?"

Not only the second strike, but even the first strike was far more powerful than the one on the border of China.

If Guan Cheng smiled, sheathed his sword, and bowed:

Thank you for your guidance.

Lei Hong returned the greeting, but then still had the same question:

"How did you train? How did you improve so dramatically?"

Seeing his good brother pull far ahead of him, Lei Hong naturally felt a sense of crisis.

However, Guan Cheng smiled mysteriously:

How many days are you going to stay here?

Lei Hong thought for a moment:

"I'm not sure, he might leave in a few days."

"That should be enough time. We'll find out later."

Lei Hong curled his lip and turned to look at Yin Kongmen:

"How did he train? Tell me?"

Yin Kongmen smiled:

You'll find out later.

"If your family members are really annoying..."

Lei Hong couldn't help but say something.

Then Ruoguancheng and Yinkongmen looked at the Han Kingdom Demon King who was fighting with the Ten Mile Ghost Nightmare.

The two exchanged a glance and charged forward.

Lei Hong was startled, but then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Not only Ruoguan City, but the strength of Yinkongmen has also increased significantly!

Previously, Yin Kongmen's strength was barely enough to squeeze into the top ten of the Qingling Ranking, but now, the strange and profound mysteries contained in each of their moves have even surprised Lei Hong.

This monk's style is probably good enough to be in the top five!

So he rushed up as well. Upon seeing this, the Demon King of Han Kingdom immediately cursed him for being a sore loser and for using numbers against fewer people!

He was quickly subdued and obediently picked up the hammer and went to work.

Meanwhile, the outside world was in an uproar.

"Wind Chime! Don't go too far! We were here first!"

"Is there a first-come, first-served rule? Everyone gets a share!"

Then he directly instructed the steward to take all those demons into the Feng family's otherworld.

Without looking back, they headed to the next otherworld, racing against time!

The demons of another world are fighting desperately against the spirit masters, but when the wind chimes arrive, they take all the demons away like a robbery!

Immediately, insults and curses from the Han Guo Xi Ba and the Hua Xia spiritual masters filled the air.

The demon clan members were all abducted by the wind chimes, which means they haven't done anything all these days.

After finally managing to force the demon race into several other worlds, they all ended up benefiting Feng Ling.

The wind chimes, however, chuckled and ran around the entire country as if playing.

Everyone felt that his role had been reversed compared to those of the demons in the Han Kingdom.

He's the real troublemaker!

At that moment, an elderly man with single eyelids and gray hair in the distance frowned as he looked at the wind chimes.

Unable to resist asking the Chinese spiritual master beside him:

"Who is this? Where have all the demons gone?"

This is the only spiritual master in Han Kingdom.

Someone nearby explained the Feng family's situation to him.

The foolish Taoist priest immediately revealed an angry expression:

"How can we let him take this demon away! Our Han Kingdom's spiritual masters have fought for so long, how can we let him take this prisoner? Aren't you Chinese spiritual masters going to stop this?"

The Chinese spiritualists around him ignored him, even the psychic exorcists...

Are you blind?

Can't you see it? Is that something we can stop?

And what were you all fighting for? Without our Chinese spiritual masters, you'd be dead already. What are you pretending for?

Everyone was muttering curses under their breath, since he couldn't understand them anyway.

The translators were all Chinese, so naturally they wouldn't translate for him.

After seeing that Fengling had abducted millions of Han Kingdom demons, the psychic master of Han Kingdom could no longer tolerate it.

Those demons could be called prisoners, or they could be called spoils of war!

Originally, Han Kingdom wanted to acquire it, firstly because it could announce it to the world as a victory and enhance its international standing.

Secondly, many of them are sixth, seventh, and eighth rank demon souls, and even the demon soul of the Han Kingdom Demon King, which are great tonics for spirit masters!

It can grant powerful skills by absorbing them, so why should it be given to the wind chime?

"What about the Demon King? I need to go and capture him."

"He has already been taken in by the wind chimes."

Upon hearing this, the Han Kingdom's psychic master flew into a rage:

"Why? You give this away? Is this how Chinese spiritual masters do things?"

Upon hearing this, an eighth-tier Celestial Spirit Master from China couldn't help but speak up:

"If you're so powerful, go and handle it yourself. It's just four demon lords. You're a psychic master, are you afraid of them?"

So the psychic master from the Han Kingdom led a group of psychics from the Han Kingdom and flew forward.

He truly believed he was a psychic exorcist, capable of easily subduing four demon lords...

"Young Master, there's a ninth-tier area ahead..."

Sky Crow whispered a reminder.

"Ninth rank?"

Feng Ling was taken aback. Who?

If you hear the cold? Lei Jing? Or... Bai Qiling?

Could it be Yan Dingyun who has arrived?

Looking up, I saw a stranger, but judging from his smug look, he didn't seem to be Chinese.

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