When Ye Feng slapped the Soul Devouring Demon to death, he also used the Soul Searching Technique to read the memories in the other party's mind.
The other party's memories were a jumbled mess, mostly consisting of scenes of entering people's bodies, manipulating them into puppets, and then brutally murdering them after he had played with them to his heart's content.
But soon, Ye Feng found the information he wanted.
After receiving the dragon vein from the evil sorcerers of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect, Prince Fengshan immediately rushed to the Tibetan border, where he arranged for several Heavenly Demons to block Ye Feng along the way.
Two of the demons were located in the area of the northwestern border town.
Because the Northwest Border Town is the gateway to Tibet, one must pass through the Northwest Border Town to enter Tibet.
A fierce battle had recently broken out in that place. Horton first opened Pandora's box, and then led hundreds of thousands of powerful troops to attack the border city.
Although they ultimately won, they paid a heavy price.
Countless warriors died on the battlefield, using their flesh and blood to build an iron wall that stopped the invasion of foreign powers.
In addition, there is another important thing in the northwestern border town.
The souls of the martyrs and warriors!
The spirits of the fallen martyrs and warriors, who died for their country with lofty ideals and a strong sense of patriotism, are remembered for their sacrifices.
Therefore, their soul power is exceptionally strong, and it is a great tonic for some evil spirits, greatly enhancing their own soul power.
At that time, it attracted many evil spirits who came to snatch the food, but Ye Feng drove them all away.
For the Heavenly Demon, it was an exceptionally delicious feast.
"Damn it!"
Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, he stepped on the Xuanyuan Sword and flew towards the northwest border city like lightning.
At the same time, he took out a communication talisman to send a warning message to Lao Luo, but he did not receive a reply for a long time.
He sent messages to Zhang Dabiao and Black Snake, but again received no reply.
Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat; his intuition told him that something must have happened in the northwestern border town.
Without time to think, Ye Feng activated his magic sword, his speed suddenly increasing, transforming into a streak of light as he headed straight for the northwestern border city.
Meanwhile, in the northwestern border region.
It remains as desolate as ever.
Looking around, there were few people.
The wind blew, and the bare branches of the trees in the wilderness emitted a sharp whistling sound.
A fierce battle was taking place in front of the towering city gate, with screams of agony emanating from time to time.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and a murderous aura permeated the atmosphere.
"Haha, I can already smell the delicious aroma of the martyrs' souls in the city."
The twelfth demon could not see his true form, but only a large red fleshy ball, as big as a small mountain, emitting beams of red light, constantly writhing, its surface covered with various fleshy tumors, from which mucus dripped continuously.
When it landed on the ground, it corroded large pits in the hard rock, and wisps of white smoke rose from it.
The opponent's cultivation level had already reached the peak of the half-step Martial Emperor, just one step away from completely entering the Martial Emperor realm.
"Old man, you can't stop me."
The big red meatball rolled towards the old hunchback on the other side.
Wherever it passed, the void was crushed and collapsed, cracks appeared everywhere, and a series of bloody storms were stirred up out of nowhere, making people nauseous.
On the opposite side, Old Luo Guozi waved his broom, stirring up gusts of wind that blocked the huge ball of flesh.
Suddenly, Old Luo Guozi roared, his frail and thin body suddenly grew taller, and bursts of bone cracking erupted from his body.
He was tall and imposing, dressed in a worn-out military uniform, looking like a guardian deity of the Great Xia Dynasty, exuding divine might.
In that instant, Old Luo Guozi actually stepped into the realm of a half-step Martial Emperor, and his cultivation was still increasing.
He was burning his life essence to forcefully break through this realm.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to stop the Heavenly Demon at all.
Behind him, in the city, there are too many innocent civilians who need to be protected.
On the top of the city wall, the bright red flag of the Great Xia Dynasty fluttered in the wind.
On the top of the city wall, warriors and soldiers gathered, along with many civilians who had come to watch the battle.
Everyone was on tenterhooks; if the demon were allowed into the city, they would all be doomed.
"If you want to enter the city, you'll have to get past me first."
Rumble—
Old Luo swung the old, dilapidated iron pot from his back and swung it down on the Twelve Heavenly Demons. It instantly expanded to the size of two football fields, leaving a large shadow on the ground and trapping the demons inside.
The surface of the large iron pot is covered with shimmering, crisscrossing divine patterns.
The twelve demons inside were frantically pounding on the iron pot, letting out angry roars, and the iron pot kept bulging out.
"Heh heh, old man, you think you can trap me? Wishful thinking."
"Once I break this broken pot, I will devour all the heroic souls and slaughter all the people in the city."
On the other side.
Black Snake, along with Zhang Dabiao and a group of military experts, joined forces to surround the Thirteen Heavenly Demons.
During this period, Diao Hao, the leader of the 108 heroes, also led many of his generals to come to the aid.
Hundreds of experts surrounded him, and flying swords, spears, fireballs, grappling hooks and other weapons flew towards the Thirteen Heavenly Demons.
"Heh, they're just a bunch of ants. They think they can stop me? They're just delusional."
The Thirteen Heavenly Demons sneered and transformed into a terrifying tree monster with a trunk hundreds of meters tall, strange branches reaching the sky, and its body covered with dense vines.
The vines swept across like giant pythons, whipping Zhang Dabiao, Black Snake, and the others away one after another, like pieces of clothing.
Some martial artists with lower cultivation levels were killed on the spot, turning into clouds of blood mist.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants, utterly pathetic!"
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