Soon, a tall demonic figure emerged from the magic circle, its entire body enveloped in a cloud of black demonic wind.
Sand and stones flew all around, and the sun and moon were obscured.
The demonic shadow resembled a small mountain; with each step it took, the ground trembled, and a terrifying pressure swept over.
When Ye Feng saw this demonic figure, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes filled with solemnity.
Because this demonic figure was exactly the same as the Mischievous Demon King they had encountered in the Netherworld Continent.
But before that, the mischievous devil had clearly been killed by him with the help of his mother.
"Ye Feng, you severed one of my divine consciousness clones, and today I will take your life."
"Anyone who dares to obstruct my demon race's grand plan to refine the Earth will face certain death."
This is the true form of the ancient demon king.
The opponent's cultivation level has reached the Dao Integration Realm, which is a whole realm higher than the Yang God.
Moreover, Ye Feng's current cultivation level is only at the Great Perfection of Yin God. After undergoing some trials in the Senluo Hell Continent, he has now barely stepped into the realm of Half-Step Yang God.
His cultivation level has indeed improved significantly compared to before.
Even if one could transcend realms and kill a Yang God, the chances of victory against a master at the Dao Integration Realm would be extremely slim.
Of course, he could also simply hide inside the Heaven and Earth Dao Diagram and not come out.
Even if the opponent is a master at the Dao Integration Realm, they cannot break this Dao diagram.
But asking him to be a coward is not in Ye Feng's nature.
"war!"
Ye Feng roared and charged out of the Heaven and Earth Dao Diagram, wielding a blood-dripping iron hammer that slammed into the chest of the Chaos Demon King.
With a "crack," only one scale on the other's chest was shattered.
The Demon King's tall body trembled slightly, and a contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Heh, is that all you've got?"
"I could kill you with a single finger."
laugh--
The Demon King's finger, like a sharp spear, shot towards Ye Feng with lightning speed, and a ferocious smile curled at the corner of his mouth, which was covered with fangs.
"Then let's see if you have the ability."
Ye Feng swung the large iron hammer and smashed it hard against his opponent.
The hammer tore through the air, producing a sharp, piercing sound.
Clang!
With one blow, he smashed off the opponent's sharp fingernail.
The mischievous demon king winced in pain, frowned slightly, and reached out to poke Ye Feng again.
He was over ten meters tall, and Ye Feng looked like an ant standing in front of him.
No wonder the other party looked down on him, casually poking Ye Feng with their finger.
It moved extremely fast, leaving trails of afterimages, while muttering curses incessantly.
"I'll poke you to death, you ant."
"I'll poke you to death, you bug."
Screw you!
Ye Feng moved with incredible speed, arriving behind his opponent in the blink of an eye, and smashed the massive iron hammer he held high into the back of the Demon King's head.
At the same time, two Dharma bodies appeared behind him.
One of them was his Yin spirit, his whole body filled with pure Yin energy, and a bright moon hanging above his head, emitting a pure moonlight.
Standing at least three meters tall, he looked exactly like Ye Feng, clad in armor, and wielding a massive cleaver, which he swung fiercely at the Demon King.
In addition, there was a nearly translucent, blurry Dharma body, which could only be vaguely seen to be human-shaped, and was radiating golden light.
This is the Yang God that Ye Feng cultivates. A blurry sun hangs above his head, emitting a hazy glow.
But having just touched upon this realm, he only vaguely glimpsed a trace of its mystery.
There is still a long way to go before one can truly enter this realm and condense a genuine Yang God Dharma Body.
"The sun and moon appear together!"
"cut!"
The yin and yang energies combined to form a tai chi symbol, which was then used to strike the Demon King of Chaos.
In that instant, a boundary appeared in the sky where black and white met.
The Demon King felt his hair stand on end and sensed a threat of death.
He instinctively turned around, tilting his massive head to the side to avoid the attack.
At the same time, he spread his steel-like palm and slapped it towards Ye Feng.
But he was a step too slow. A deep gash was left on his shoulder, and several of the dark bones inside were broken.
However, the Demon King's vitality was exceptionally strong, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The mischievous demon grunted, his slap hitting empty air, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Damn it, you little ant, how dare you hurt me?"
"I could drown you with a single spit, or kill you with a grain of sand kicked up by the sole of my foot."
Enraged, the devilish king slammed his steel-like fist toward Ye Feng.
Ye Feng roared and swung his large iron hammer, causing the two to collide in mid-air.
A deafening roar erupted, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards.
Ye Feng felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, his blood surging and his body flying backward.
"Damn, so easily defeated!"
The Demon King let out a disdainful snort and roared wildly.
He strode towards Ye Feng, his large, barrel-like eyes blazing with fire.
The air itself was distorted and swirled from the burning.
Some martial artists around who didn't have time to dodge were burned to ashes on the spot.
The opponent's ferocity completely ignited the fighting spirit within Ye Feng.
He cannot always rely on his mother's strength.
This time, he will rely on himself.
Furthermore, each time he relied on his mother's power, it caused great damage to his own consciousness.
It cannot be used a second time within three months.
Otherwise, no matter how strong his willpower was, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.
Subsequently, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air, exchanging blows intensely.
The Mischievous Demon King lived up to his reputation as a master comparable to the Dao Integration stage, dominating Ye Feng throughout the entire fight.
Fortunately, there was a Heaven and Earth Dao Diagram above Ye Feng's head, which sent down beams of divine light to protect him.
No one else could have withstood such a ferocious attack.
A fine sword is forged through tempering.
The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!
In order to improve one's cultivation level in a short period of time, in addition to various opportunities, one also needs a powerful opponent.
Only by constantly sparring with experts can you become stronger.
"Good timing!"
Ye Feng let out a long roar, his eyes burning with fierce battle fire. The large iron hammer in his hand instantly transformed into the size of a small mountain, and he smashed it fiercely towards the Demon King.
To maintain his abundant spiritual energy, he stuffed handfuls of Hunyuan Pills into his mouth.
Once the pill enters the mouth, it instantly transforms into pure spiritual energy.
Jiang Yinuo and the others were anxious but unable to help Ye Feng.
This level of battle could only be fought by Senior Sister Nangong Qianrou.
Or perhaps it's the mysterious and unpredictable master, but the master's whereabouts are always elusive, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, and even when he was in Kunlun Mountain, it was difficult to catch a glimpse of him.
Their reckless arrival would only make things worse.
However, at this very moment, an even greater crisis arrived...
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