Bang!
The demonic hand, as large as a small hill, left a vast shadow of death on the ground.
"You little bastards, your fat grandpa is here."
Fatty Situ laughed loudly, holding a small abacus, and started striking out rows of golden beads.
The heads of those demonic genetically modified warriors who charged head-on were pierced, but they were still alive, showing an unusually strong vitality.
Lan Yu's petite and slender body flew like a butterfly onto the body of a demonic genetically modified warrior, and she immediately snapped the warrior's neck.
Bang!
She was then knocked away by a demonic genetically modified warrior.
His body spun a few times in mid-air before landing lightly on the ground, completely unharmed.
"kill!"
Ye Feng swung his massive iron hammer, smashing through the air and turning more than a dozen demonic genetically modified warriors who rushed in front of him into mincemeat on the spot.
Although these demonic genetically modified warriors were tough and thick-skinned, they were as fragile as paper under Ye Feng's giant iron hammer and were utterly vulnerable.
"Dr. Jones, it seems your demonic genetically modified warriors aren't all that great."
Dr. Jones narrowed his pupils, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
"Ye Feng, you're celebrating too soon."
"This is where you will die today."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a huge demonic shadow descended from the sky.
From afar, one could see that the entire primeval forest was shrouded in a huge black shadow.
The dark figure bared its fangs and brandished its claws, stirring up gusts of wind.
The Demon Heart Elder arrived, stepping through the air, his feet resting on a cloud of black mist.
"Ye Feng, have you thought about how you want to die?"
"I wasted so much money at the auction."
An arm that could have been bought for 800 billion US dollars ended up costing 10 trillion US dollars.
The old man was so angry that he vomited blood several times, wishing he could tear Ye Feng to pieces.
Ye Feng chuckled jokingly.
"Old Man Demon Heart, obediently hand over the twelve zodiac animals, and I may give you a quick death."
"Otherwise, I will refine you into nourishment."
Ye Feng summoned the Hell Furnace.
The furnace fire blazed fiercely, and the mournful cries of the remnant soul of the Crown Prince, who had sealed the mountain, echoed out.
"Master, save me, save me..."
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