"Wang Feng! You're finally here!"
Dean Xiao looked at the figure that tore through space and descended upon the Bund. He was stunned at first, then he smiled with relief.
The magic of these old guys was helpless against the huge wave, but his disciple -
He has already broken free from the constraints of the entire magic system and is pointing directly to the source of power.
No matter how much the cold moon-eyed demon god studies human magic, he will never be able to break Wang Feng's methods!
"Master, I'm here."
Wang Feng nodded slightly and looked at the huge waves surging in the distance.
"It's time to put an end to this farce that has lasted for several years."
After saying that, he put his hands in the pockets of his beach pants and walked towards the Bund at a leisurely pace.
…
At the forefront of the Bund, Wang Feng stood alone.
The sea breeze whipped his clothes. Before him lay a black tide of millions of sirens, and behind him lay the precarious city of Demon City.
"Oh"
Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his right hand casually reached into the void.
Following a wave of spatial ripples, he slowly drew out the ancient Tai'a Sword. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the entire sea area trembled.
"Now that it has come to this."
Before he finished speaking, the void behind him suddenly twisted.
A soul shadow that reached the sky and penetrated the earth slowly emerged - the figure was as majestic as a mountain and as holy as the moon. It was actually Wang Feng himself, magnified thousands of times!
The soul shadow opened his eyes slightly, and the invisible pressure caused the sirens in the front row to explode and die instantly.
The Taia Sword turned into a giant blade that could split the sky in the hands of the soul shadow. Even the waves were moved back wherever the sword pointed.
"Why don't you show up?" Wang Feng gently stroked the sword, his tone lazily but with irresistible majesty, "Do you really have to let me pull you out one by one?"
However, apart from the slaves, generals and commander-level sirens who rushed forward one after another, the real mastermind behind the scenes was nowhere to be seen.
"Heh." Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of disdainful smile, "The sky is moving!"
He suddenly swung his sword towards the sky, and the Taia sword drew a dazzling sword light, instantly tearing the sky apart.
In the space crack, a meteorite as big as the giant beast Overlord broke through the air, burning with a blazing red light all over its body, and fell towards the sea with a loud bang like the Last Judgment.
“Boom—”
Before the meteorite arrived, the terrifying air pressure had already caused a huge vortex to form on the sea surface.
Dean Xiao, Song Qiming and other forbidden spell masters' expressions changed suddenly. They knew very well the power of this meteorite.
"Quick! Get all the defenses of Star Palace ready!" Song Qiming shouted sternly, with unprecedented urgency in his voice.
Other forbidden spell mages also took action, and various defensive super-level magics were superimposed in front of the Magic City's defense line.
They must try their best, otherwise the aftermath caused by the meteorite fall alone will be enough to destroy the entire defense line of the Demon City!
The siren army fled like a tide, but could not escape the catastrophic disaster of the falling meteorite.
The entire sea area was reflected in blood-red, and the sea water evaporated wildly under the terrifying high temperature, forming a huge whirlpool with a diameter of tens of kilometers.
The towering wave connecting heaven and earth was shaking violently and could collapse at any time.
The nine deep-sea kings finally couldn't hold back any longer and attacked at the same time:
The Royal Veil and Skeleton Queen raised a bone sand storm that covered the sky and the sun;
The dark blue ghost fire of the Demonic Sea Skull burns the sky and boils the sea;
The Bone Dark Plague Dragon spews out a plague dragon breath that corrodes everything;
The poisonous spider web of the White Spider Emperor of Demon Ruins covered the sky;
The scales of the colorful demon king dyed the clouds into a rainbow of colors;
The Salamander Demon Emperor unleashed a torrent of poisonous waves;
The manatee demon rode the raging waves;
The tentacles of the black seal demon stirred up the water in the abyss.
The demon god with cold moon eyes sat high on the top of the waves, his icy eyes emitting a cold light that could freeze the soul.
The nine emperors joined forces, and the destructive forces such as venom, dragon breath, death, and rage gathered into a torrent, colliding with the falling meteorite!
"boom--!!!"
The two forces were in a stalemate, and the space in the entire sea was distorted and shattered.
Finally, the meteorite exploded at a height of a thousand meters, turning into a rain of fire pouring down from the sky.
The violent aftermath, carrying meteorite fragments and surging waves, swept towards Wang Feng and the Magic City's defense line.
“He does have some ability.
Wang Feng looked calm and casually swung the Taia sword forward.
The sword flashed, and the devastating wave disappeared like a phantom.
There was a dead silence on the sea.
The turbid sea water was churning with countless wreckage of sea monsters, but the nine emperors were still standing on the top of the waves.
If it weren't for this scene, no one would have guessed that this place had just experienced a collision that was enough to destroy the world.
…
On the defense line of the Magic City, tens of thousands of mages who were on high alert witnessed Wang Feng easily dissolving the aftermath of the meteorite. Just as their tense nerves were about to relax, nine terrifying auras suddenly rose from the direction of the East China Sea, making everyone feel as if they were falling into an icy cave.
"Ninety-nine emperors?! How is this possible!" A super-class wizard's voice couldn't stop shaking.
Dean Xiao's face was as solemn as iron, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone get ready, Wang Feng needs support..."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.
The space behind Wang Feng suddenly twisted violently, and ten moon-white space cracks opened up at the same time like blooming lotus flowers!
"Want to compare numbers?" Wang Feng's lips curled up dangerously, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Then let's compare who has more people!"
The Four Sacred Totems were the first to step out of the space crack:
The Azure Dragon cruises among the clouds, the Vermillion Bird flaps its wings and ignites a blazing flame that burns the sky, the White Tiger roars deafeningly towards the sky, and the Black Tortoise guards all directions of the sea.
The five totems appeared shortly thereafter:
The Ba Xia, carrying the towering mountains on its back, broke through the air; the black snake was breathing out scarlet tongues and was surrounded by poisonous mist; the Saker Falcon spread its wings that covered the sky; the Moon Moth Phoenix shed crystal clear phantom scales; and the Double-headed Bird spread its wings that were as bright as the morning sun.
The last three to appear were particularly eye-catching:
Austin, with her black hair and golden eyes, wore a tight leather jacket, showing off her hot curves.
Apas, dressed as a maid, rubbed her slightly swollen lips, but there was a dangerous light in her eyes.
Alice, dressed in cloth and bearing a resemblance to Apas, has long golden hair that seems to have life.
Twelve radiant imperial pressures erupted at the same time, causing the nine sea monster kings on the opposite side to involuntarily step back half a step!
But this is just the beginning—
The entire surface of the East China Sea suddenly shook violently, and the space behind Wang Feng cracked like a broken mirror.
A bottomless dark abyss door opened with a deafening roar, and the death energy so thick that it was almost tangible rushed out like a volcanic eruption.
Queen Jiuyou was the first to step out of the gate of Shayuan. The pure imperial pressure made the air of the entire battlefield stagnate.
Immediately afterwards, the huge body of the Mountain Corpse slowly emerged. Although the aura it exuded was slightly inferior to that of the Queen of Nine Netherworlds, it undoubtedly had the power of an emperor.
Afterwards, the six dead kings appeared one after another:
The ghostly tyrant stepped out on the waves, carrying countless wailing ghosts;
The Lord of the Underworld spread out his white bone wings that covered the sky and the sun;
The Red Skull Demon Lord was surrounded by a sticky blood-colored mist;
The White Corpse King's breath caused a thick layer of ice to form on the sea surface;
The emerald-like skeleton of the Agate Corpse King reflected a strange light;
The figure of the Mist Ghost Commander was looming in the gray fog.
The aura emanating from each deceased king has reached the peak level of an invincible monarch!
"Fourteen emperors?" Chairman Hongwu's voice was dry and tense.
A cold light suddenly flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and a dazzling golden crack immediately appeared in the sky.
Eight figures stepped out of the light - Ye Chang, Ding Yumian, Mu Ningxue, Qin Yuer, Mu Nujiao, Wangyue Qianxun, Pan Nijia, and Ander.
The auras of the twenty-two emperors/forbidden spells merged into one, completely locking onto the nine sea monster emperors above the East China Sea. (End of this chapter)
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