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Chapter 2003 The winner is king, and the loser is like a dog.

"Tell me about the matter between you and Leng Aoyue?" At this time, Shi Feng spoke and asked the powerful god clan under his feet.

He had heard the old man of the gods say that he was Leng Aoyue's enemy in the God War Continent. Then he came to this wild continent. Leng Aoyue suppressed him and continued to suppress him until now.

Shi Feng is indeed very interested in the story of that disciple Leng Aoyue traveling through time and space to return to ancient times.

When Shi Feng said this, it was obvious that Shi Feng's foot, which was stepping on his head, pressed down again, and his foot strength increased a little.

"Ah! Just kill me! How dare you insult a god-level martial arts powerhouse like this!"

For countless creatures, the True God is a noble god. The True God cannot be humiliated, let alone his divine awareness, which is a god in the second heaven of the True God.

As the divine awakening at the second level of the True God, it is naturally seen that this person's martial arts realm is only at the eight- and a half-star half-divine realm.

He was able to defeat himself completely with his magical skills against the heavens and his eleven true artifacts.

"Hmph!" Hearing the words of Shenjue, Shi Feng said with disdain, "The winner is the king. Now you are defeated by me, so why are you pretending to be a god-level strong man? You are not even as good as a dog in front of me!"

"Answer what I asked you to say just now!" Then, Shi Feng increased the trampling power on his feet.

"Ah! Boy!" Shenjue spoke out in regret and said:

"I have recorded the humiliation today! When my divine consciousness reappears in this lower continent, the creatures of this entire continent will die because of your stupidity today!"

"Threat?" Shi Feng said even more disdainfully. How could he be afraid of his threat? Since he knew that there were alien races who fought against various continents, he had thought about fighting with this alien race.

Shi Feng pursued the ultimate martial arts and pursued immortality. If it were immortality, the races that fought against various continents would one day collide and would always have a battle.

Shi Feng left a martial arts monument in Holy Dragon City and his martial arts idea in Tianheng Continent, which was to cultivate stronger people from generation to generation to compete with the gods.

"Boom!" At this moment, a scarlet flame burned from Shi Feng's right foot, and the divine sensed head of the old man of the god clan was instantly burned by this extremely yin flame.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhh!" Under the scarlet flames, old and violent screams sounded.

"Let the flames burn for a while first." Shi Feng said coldly.

From his previous words, this old man of the gods should have celebrated some holidays with Leng Aoyue many years ago.

I don’t have to worry about what I want to know, using my own torture methods.

The screams of shrill and tragic pain echoed in the eighth hall for a long time. Hearing the screams, Shi Feng's face was calm and indifferent.

"This guy, this is another method!" At this time, the woman in white also entered the eighth hall. Listening to the old man's tragic screams, looking at the burning bloody flames, and speaking coldly.

Although it has been a while, she cannot forget the insults and pain that she suffered in the hands of this person that day, and the bloody flames that made her hate her.

The flames burning the divine sense became more and more fierce, and the screams became more and more shrill and tragic. Even among the peerless powerful people in the Tianhuang Holy Land, some of them felt their scalp numb when they heard it.

Even if they didn't experience it, they knew how painful torture that alien race was suffering at this moment.

"Nine Nether Demon Lord!" At this time, Leng Yan, the Holy Lord of the Tianhuang Holy Land, shouted respectfully to Shi Feng not far away, and then slowly walked towards him with a respectful face.

Hearing the shout, Shi Feng turned his head slightly and looked at him.

As he approached Shi Feng, Leng Yan spoke again and said, "Jiuyou Demon Lord, our ancestors had a lesson in ancient times. The eighth hall of the Tianhuang Temple suppressed a peerless evil object. It is rumored that my Tianhuang Saint Ancestor personally suppressed it with powerful means!

As time goes by, the seal becomes weaker and weaker, and we, the unfilial descendants, are increasingly not taking the teachings of our ancestors to heart, which allows this evil object to take advantage of the opportunity to break the seal, causing heavy casualties in my sacred land this time!"

When Leng Yan spoke to Shi Feng at the end, a look of grief appeared on his mighty face.

"This time, thanks to the Nine Nether Demon Lord, you can take action to allow us to escape this great disaster in the Tianhuang Holy Land. From now on, if you have something to do with your Nine Nether Demon Lord, just say it, I will do my best to go all out."

Leng Yan definitely expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart this time. If it weren't for him, he would not only die, but also be eliminated from the Manghuang Continent.

What a shame it would be to be the last holy lord of the Tianhuang Holy Land. If that were true, after I died, I would have no face to meet the ancestors of the Tianhuang Holy Land.

"Well, I'll ask you to help me in the future, maybe it's OK." After hearing Leng Yan's words, Shi Feng said to him.

Shi Feng spoke casually, but in the ears of Leng Yan and the powerful men from the Tianhuang Holy Land, he felt a strange and strange feeling.

He said that his mighty and wild holy land could only help him.

However, they have to admit that if this one thinks it is very busy, they may not be able to help the holy land in the end.

Sometimes, in front of some existences, we have to accept the weak!

The Tianhuang Qiangyin, who were once arrogant and the only one, now many people feel a little inferior in their hearts.

Even the Holy Lord Leng Yan of the Heavenly Desolation, at this moment, didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then, Shi Feng spoke again and said to Leng Yan:

"Wait, prepare a seclusion secret room for this demon lord. This demon is mainly in seclusion in your sacred land for a period of time.

After this Demon Lord comes out, then take this Demon Lord to the secret place leading to the Divine War Continent.”

Shi Feng was completely rude, and he said to the Heavenly Saint Lord in a tone that cannot be refused.

As the Holy Lord of Heaven, he has always been a supreme existence. Now someone speaks to Leng Yan like this in an orderly tone. Leng Yan is really not very adaptable.

However, this is a world where the strong are respected. Now there are people stronger than Leng Yan, who even if he is not used to it, he has to listen.

"I understand." Leng Yan replied.

In Tianhuang Holy Land, the most noble place is the eighth Hall of the Tianhuang Temple. Since this person is going to retreat in Tianhuang Holy Land, Leng Yan has decided to give up the eighth Hall and let him go to retreat in order to express his gratitude.

Although the secret place leading to the Divine War Continent is a forbidden place, the ancestors left behind ancestral teachings, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter. However, this Nine Nether Demon Lord is obviously not an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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