Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Looking at Mo Pingtian's terrified expression, Ye Feng's expression was indifferent as he swung the Soul Snatching Saber.    

"You want to kill me? Impossible!"    

Mo Pingtian let out a hysterical roar.    

The Demon Slaying Staff was once again taken out, flickering with light.    

This time around, he did not use the Demon Slaying Staff to defend himself. Instead, he poured the Devil Qi in his body into the Demon Slaying Staff without restraint.    

The Demon Slayer Staff instantly became bright and generous as countless strange symbols appeared. Streaks of demonic light shot out from the cracks of the Demon Slaying Staff.    

"Go, lowly evil creatures, use your power to kill your own kind!"    

"Haha … …" Mo Pingtian laughed loudly as he stared at Ye Feng. However, the Demon Slaying Staff in his hand suddenly exploded at this moment.    

"Hiss!"    

Countless strange roars could be heard at this moment as endless resentment condensed into reality, transforming into a gray pillar of light that shot into the sky.    

In front of Ye Feng, soul fragments of the demon clan were spreading in the sky as they crazily charged at him.    

This was the most terrifying aspect of the Demon Slaying Staff.    

Destroying the Demon Slaying Staff would release the endless demons and ghosts within. These ghosts were not very strong, but they were endless, and they could still be fused.    

"All of you, scram!"    

Ye Feng revealed a vicious expression. The devil soul clan was simply insane. They actually used the spirit of a demon clan to deal with a demon clan member. This was an attack on the heart.    

Fortunately, Ye Feng wasn't a demi-human, so he didn't mind killing the demons that were in his way.    

He waved the Soul Snatching Blade and the Flame Blade was unleashed. In the midst of the countless vengeful spirits, fire filled the sky and countless of them were crushed instantly, turning into resentment that filled the sky.    

The ghosts that died released a large amount of resentment, but this resentment was absorbed by the other ghosts. At the same time, the vengeful spirits were also constantly merging with each other.    

Such a scene looked extremely weird. It could even be described as disgusting, and Ye Feng felt like vomiting.    

The vengeful spirits and grievances were like dough as they continued to stick to each other and converge, gradually becoming a collection of vengeful spirits.    

On its enormous body, malevolent spirits were everywhere, and there were even strange long legs and arms everywhere.    

"Die!"    

The fusion of the ghosts and the Intelligence being born was the most instinctive killing intent. When he screamed, countless heads of the ghosts flew out from his mouth.    

Between the heads of these ghosts and their combined mouths, there was a thin, translucent tube connected to it. It looked like a neck, but it could extend indefinitely.    

In the blink of an eye, heads flew over from all over the sky. Ye Feng frowned as he saw this and swung his blade.    

"Chi chi chi!"    

Who knew how many times his neck was chopped off by a blade, causing his head to fall down. However, before Ye Feng could react, a huge palm came slapping over.    

In the palm of the giant hand, there were also countless small arms. The arms were like heads that were connected to the pipes in the palm, and they flew out one by one to grab Ye Feng.    

"Die! Die!"    

The palms of the arms that were flying toward them suddenly split open, revealing the mouths of countless ghosts as they let out miserable shrieks.    

All of a sudden, a noisy sound entered Ye Feng's ears. The words of the wronged soul, which contained endless resentment, struck Ye Feng's mind.    

Ye Feng was slightly dazed, and in the next moment, he was sent flying by the giant palm.    

"Damn it!"    

This palm strike was extremely powerful, causing his internal organs to vibrate unceasingly. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.    

Ye Feng was still in the air and tried to stabilize himself, but he found himself entangled by the arms of the giant palm, unable to move at all.    

"Hahaha, if you have the ability, will you be able to fend off these endless ghosts?"    

When Mo Pingtian saw this, he excitedly laughed out loud.    

At this moment, the other arm of the fusion of vengeful spirits also slapped over. It was trying to put its palms together to slap Ye Feng to death.    

Seeing this, Ye Feng's gaze turned cold. The power of his fusion was no small matter. He had even reached the seventh level of the sage realm. If he allowed his opponent to attack him like this, even if he didn't die, he would still suffer heavy injuries.    

Ye Feng continued to struggle, but the arms of the vengeful spirit above the combined body was endless. Not only did it entangle Ye Feng, it even wrapped him in three layers, making it difficult for him to even move a finger.    

"How troublesome!"    

Ye Feng frowned. The more it was like this, the more it couldn't be rushed. He had to stay calm or the consequences would be even worse.    

"Got it!"    

Ye Feng's eyes lit up as he recalled that a sacred art from the Demon Lord's technique only appeared when he broke through to the second layer.    

After learning it, Ye Feng never had the chance to use it because it was completely useless in normal battles, but right now, it was time.    

"Sky Demon Dominance Technique!"    

Ye Feng roared in his heart. His body suddenly glowed red as red lines spread out and wrapped around Ye Feng's arm.    

In the blink of an eye, a red line appeared in all of his arms. The red line was still extending itself, and soon, it appeared on the palm of his hand, pouring into his body.    

This scene gave Mo Pingtian a bad feeling. However, when he saw that the giant palm was going to smash Ye Feng into meat paste, he relaxed.    

On the other hand, the Demon Tribes were all looking up into the sky toward Ye Feng. An incredible pressure radiated out from them, causing the blood in their bodies to tremble.    

"It must be a supreme bloodline. Otherwise, how could there be such a strange phenomenon?"    

"Could it be the reclusive demi-humans from the legends? I heard that although their bloodline isn't as great as the Demon Sovereign's, it's not bad either. They are the purest bloodline of the demi-humans that exists between heaven and earth. "    

One after another, the members of the demon clan stared excitedly up at the skies. With such a supreme bloodline present, they had the impulse to submit to Qin Wentian.    

This lord must be very powerful, definitely able to lead them out of their predicament and defeat these damned demons.    

"Scram!"    

At that moment, Ye Feng's angry roar came out from the arm that was wrapped around him. The red lines on his arm vibrated and scattered.    

Just as the combined palms were about to clap, they suddenly stopped.    

"Impossible!" How could this be? "    

Mo Pingtian's eyes widened. His body was trembling as he looked at the unmoving body and Ye Feng who walked out from the bag.    

"Humph, your devil soul clan has been devoid of conscience, and has done all sorts of bad things. Today, I'll let you taste the bitter fruit of your own suffering!"    

Ye Feng slightly raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at Mo Pingtian, "Kill him!"    

With that order, the body suddenly turned around. Originally, it wanted to listen to Mo Pingtian's order to kill Ye Feng, but now it didn't hesitate to kill Mo Pingtian.    

"Die for us!"    

A series of roars came. Mo Pingtian looked at the body in fear. He also suddenly realized that the eyes of those ghosts were no longer cloudy like before. Instead, they were a bit clear.    

"He... How did he do it? It was actually able to awaken the consciousness of these ghosts! This is a vengeful spirit! "    

Mo Pingtian's voice was trembling with fear.    

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