"I'll give you a chance to submit to me, and I might consider sparing your life."
Suddenly, Prince Fengshan's mournful cry for help came from inside the hellish furnace.
"Uncle-Master, save me... I am Feng Shan. That damned Ye Feng destroyed my physical body and imprisoned me in the Hell Furnace... I'm suffering... Please, Uncle-Master, save me..."
The Demon Heart Elder is still in the Demon Realm.
That passage to Earth is not yet fully secure.
After arriving in Kunshan, we found that many places had been damaged and needed extensive repairs.
Therefore, the only one who can save the mountain now is the heartless old man.
A cold snort came from the surging black mist above the altar.
"Ye Feng, release my nephew!"
This overwhelming demonic power is enough to shatter the mind of anyone.
Even martial arts masters couldn't withstand it.
Ye Feng gave a cold laugh.
"A demon that has just been freed from its seal dares to be so arrogant."
"You can save people, but you'll have to ask the hammer in my hand for permission first."
After saying that, he picked up the big iron hammer and smashed it hard at the black mist.
"Arrogant!"
The black mist twisted and swirled, dodging the giant iron hammer.
It seemed that the other party could also sense the terror of Ye Feng's giant iron hammer and was unwilling to confront it head-on.
Soon, a writhing black mist condensed into a figure, which walked step by step through the void, like a demon god emerging from the demon realm.
He looked to be in his forties, handsome, tall and robust, with striking features, a truly dashing young man.
He wore a set of jet-black demon armor made from the hide of a Nine Heavens Frost Dragon, its scales gleaming with a cold light, as if forged from steel. He wielded a jet-black giant sword, which was over ten meters long.
After devouring and possessing Shangguan Hong, the Black-Hearted Old Man's blood and energy rapidly increased.
He quickly recovered to his youthful appearance, and his cultivation level rose steadily, soon surpassing that of ordinary quasi-Martial Emperor experts.
"Ye Feng, die!"
Whoosh!
Then, the ruthless old man pointed, and the giant black sword floating behind him slashed down at Ye Feng.
"The Demon-Slaying Sword!"
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