C908 The Feast Began
C908 The Feast Began
The Ten Great Kings made their moves, and their auras were like clouds in the sky, instantly quelling the bloody chaos.
"Everyone, be quiet. If anyone dares to make a move, we will deal with them with the Evil Spirits!"
Suppressing the chaos, the elder of Saint Asura Sect spoke in a cold voice. His eyes swept across the surroundings, and his face turned ashen.
The chaos had infuriated him. Originally, it was a good selection competition, but now, it had changed because of the appearance of the Evil Spirits.
If he couldn't deal with this matter today, he was afraid that not only would he not be able to claim credit when he returned to the Saint Asura Sect, he might even be punished.
The pressure of the ten great kings enveloped the square and merged into a huge net. The expressions of the people who were enveloped by the net changed drastically. Under such pressure... The Ten Kings' expressions changed dramatically. They felt as if their breathing was heavy, as if they had been injected with mercury. It was filled with a suffocating feeling.
The threat of death. At this moment, everyone felt that death was so close to them, and they also deeply felt the terror of a king.
"This is a King! This is the realm I want to break through to!"
"The king realm is too terrifying!"
This was the most common thought in the crowd.
The might of the king was vast and mighty, suppressing all directions. Seeing that everything had returned to normal, the ten kings stepped on the void and moved, landing on the fighting stage in an instant. The will of the king shrouded Murong Feng's body, pressing down on the latter's body.
Under the pressure of the divine might of numerous kings, Murong Feng's body seemed to be unable to withstand it. His body twisted violently, and his chest even caved in a little.
Murong Feng's move just now was too vicious. Don't underestimate the power of the ten kings to suppress the chaos. * Hong Long...... * These were the backbone of each sect and the pillars of the future.
Because of the person in front of them, they had died and were sacrificed. Therefore, the reason why the Ten Kings were able to suppress the anger in their hearts and not kill him on the spot was entirely because they still had things to ask.
Wang Boyong's body was emitting a violent pressure that pressed down on Murong Feng. Looking at this figure who was still smiling despite being suppressed by the pressure, ___ furrowed his brows. Pausing for a moment, he turned his head and glared at Lee Zhen who was standing beside him. "Lee Zhen, this is a member of your Essence Sword Sect. You have to give us an explanation for today's matter!"
The one who suffered the most losses during the outbreak of chaos was the host, Stellar Sect. Because the Stellar Sect had the most disciples here, they were the ones who suffered the most casualties during the chaos.
The trip to the secret realm and the tragic death of Zhou Yong had caused the Stellar Sect to suffer a great loss in the chaos just now. Therefore, the flames of fury in Wang Boyong's heart had completely exploded.
Because of this, he was also venting his anger on Lee Zhen and the Essence Sword Sect. He wanted to find something from him.
As soon as Wang Boyong's words came out, all the kings stared at Lee Zhen as if they had the same thought.
Seeing this, the elder of the Saint Asura Sect furrowed his brows and a trace of displeasure appeared on his face. Was this the time to study this matter?
Numerous sharp eyes were focused on him. Lee Zhen's expression became somewhat cold because of this. His face turned cold as he said in a cold tone, "I think there is something more important waiting for us."
After saying that, Lee Zhen stared coldly at Murong Feng, "Tell me, which Sealed Land did you come from, the Essence Sword Sect? Stellar Sect? Or something else!"
Compared to Wang Boyong, who was a madman, Lee Zhen would rather focus more on Murong Feng, who still had a smile on his face while facing the pressure of the kings. Judging from his performance, he was afraid that Murong Feng still had some tricks up his sleeve.
Lee Zhen's question also drew everyone's attention to the smiling Murong Feng, focusing on this young man who looked like a sage but was actually more ferocious than a devil.
His body was emitting a boundless righteous energy, but he was a person who was either an evil spirit or a lackey of an evil spirit, so he had no choice but to attract attention.
"Speak. Tell me everything you know. If not, I will make sure that you will not be able to live or die!"
Wang Boyong gritted his teeth. In his eyes, Murong Feng was already a dead man. The only difference was what kind of death he was going to face.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, Jiejie, Jiejie!" His body slightly changed shape. The intense pain brought by the crushing pressure didn't bother him at all. It was as if he was looking at a group of clowns, staring at himself. The people who were using their King's Will to cover him had disdainful expressions on their faces.
"You want to know which Sealed Land I came from?" Murong Feng looked at Lee Zhen and Wang Boyong with a mocking expression, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He showed a strange smile and said, "I can tell you that I am a combination of a few Sealed Land. We have already broken through all of the Sealed Land. "
"Hahahaha, after today, the devil might will once again envelop the earth, devil will descend upon the world, and the world of purgatory!"
Crazy laughter resounded across the square, reaching into the clouds. This laughter seemed to contain a strange force, causing people to feel a kind of creepy fear from the bottom of their hearts.
What was even more terrifying was that when he faced the sky and roared, the phantom of the sage above his head also let out a sinister laugh. It looked out of place.
"Hmph!" Lee Zhen let out a cold snort, and a fierce and domineering sword intent shot out from his body, ravaging the phantom of the Sage.
Silently, the image completely transformed into a rain of light that dispersed into the air.
The image of the sage was shattered. Murong Feng's face turned slightly pale, and he frowned slightly.
The shadow was shattered, and the pressure of a king struck. Even Murong Feng felt threatened.
Lee Zhen glanced at Murong Feng indifferently, "Evil demons are saying goodbye and tarnishing the image of the sage!"
A devil whose hand was stained with blood, and his body was covered with the image of the sage, let out an evil laugh. It sounded extremely unpleasant.
Especially the righteous energy that he was emitting, it gave people a feeling that he was out of place.
Looking at the cold and gloomy faces beside him, Murong Feng's pale face smiled, revealing an even brighter smile.
"It seems like you guys are going to eat me up with your current looks?" Murong Feng twisted his head in a strange way. What was shocking was that... His head turned 180 degrees and made a circle. Finally, it stopped in front of Ao Lingchen and gave him a strange smile. "You are very good. You have ruined my original plan. However, this was enough. The real feast is about to begin! "
A sinister laughter spread. Ao Lingchen was the same as the other experts. He furrowed his brows as he looked at Murong Feng, who was sneering in a strange manner. He was just about to guess what Murong Feng was trying to say.
In the next second, everyone was furious.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the square, the square, which had been calm after being suppressed by the Ten Great Kings, suddenly erupted with an even more bloody scene. Some of the genius disciples in the crowd suddenly exploded, causing blood to splash everywhere. The terrifying power rushed into the crowd, and in an instant, many people were forcefully blown to the ground.
All the kings were furious. Just as they were about to attack Murong Feng, a shocking scene appeared on their faces.
"The feast begins!"
Murong Feng laughed maniacally. His body suddenly exploded as if it was filled with air.
He self-destructed!