Even if Mo Tianlong could summon many defensive magical artifacts, it would be of no use, as he could not withstand Ye Feng's fierce offensive.
"Damn it, Ye Feng, we'll see. I'm not going to let you get away with this."
"We, the ancient demons, will not let you go."
Demon Dragon finally felt fear, and with a beam of demonic light, he instantly fled to the horizon.
"Trying to run away? Not so easy."
Ye Feng waved his hand, and a black shadow flew out from the Hell Furnace, roaring as it pounced on Mo Tianlong. It was none other than the Drought Demon.
At this time, after being refined in the Hell Furnace, the drought demon's body became even more powerful, practically invulnerable to swords and spears, and capable of tearing apart a mountain with its bare hands.
He opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of hellfire, setting half of the Demon Dragon's body ablaze. His scales began to burn, and in the blink of an eye, he became a human torch.
"Ah... damn it, drought demon, your ghost race and our demon race are allies, how dare you..."
Before the words "ambushed me" could even be uttered, the drought demon had already extended its claws with lightning speed and ripped off the other party's head.
Blood spurted several meters high from the neck cavity, and the corpse was casually thrown into the hell furnace by the drought demon to be refined.
However, a transparent entity that closely resembled the Demon Heavenly Dragon struggled for a while before fleeing again.
This is the soul of Demon Heavenly Dragon.
As a master of the ancient demon race and the son of the ancient demon race chief, he wouldn't die so easily.
Ye Feng flicked his finger and unleashed several sword energies, which transformed into a cage that descended from the sky, imprisoning the opponent's soul and leaving them with no way to escape.
At this moment, Mo Tianlong finally felt fear, glaring at Ye Feng with eyes full of resentment.
"Ye Feng, my father is the patriarch of the ancient demon race. If you dare to kill me, beware of your family..."
"How dare you threaten me!"
"call--"
The sword energy cage instantly transformed into hellfire, engulfing the opponent in flames.
"ah……"
Demon Heaven Dragon let out a shrill scream as his soul was quickly refined and turned to ashes.
"Ye Feng, you fucking better give me a quick death, stop torturing me... I was wrong... Please... stop torturing me... Ah!"
From within the hellish furnace, the prince's mournful screams echoed.
His remnant soul was tormented to the point of being neither human nor ghost, living a life worse than death.
Ye Feng didn't even glance at the other person, slammed the stove lid shut, and said indifferently.
"Fengshan, you caused my family to be destroyed and my family to die. You think you can just end it all by dying? You won't get away with it so easily."
"Stay in the oven and enjoy it."
At this moment, Ye Feng sensed that something seemed to have happened to the God of War, Situ Zhantian...
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