Chapter 1087： Asura Dragon Seal

, Xuanhuan: My sect is 100 million strong

How... how is it possible?

Mo Ying looked terrified, his eyes fixed on Wang Feng, and his face full of magic marks showed disbelief.

He is the elder of the dignified Demon Tribe, the existence of the peak of the late Yuanshen!

Looking at the entire lost world, not to mention invincible, but also a group of people standing at the top, but this mere intruder can easily injure himself? When did the invaders become so powerful?

If the invaders were all this powerful, then his four major races would have been wiped out by the invaders long ago! Could it be that the intruder was different this time?

No matter how Mo Ying guessed, he couldn't guess the ending.

"You blocked the Devil's Hall?"

Suddenly, Mo Ying seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Wang Feng more and more terrified.

Based on the fluctuations in the battle between the two of them just now, the powerhouses of the Demon Tribe should have noticed it long ago, and they swarmed, but after so long, no one from the Demon Tribe appeared.

"Where is the Devil's Pilgrimage Secret Realm?"

Wang Feng smiled noncommittally, stared at Mo Ying, and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Mo Ying's pupils shrank, how dare an intruder in this area dare to touch the holy land of his demon race?

"Die!"

The next moment, Mo Ying's body's power surged wildly, and the two fists flickered with majestic magic power. If two dragons went out to sea, they bombarded Wang Feng, no matter how frightened in his heart, he couldn't let it go. Wang Feng was presumptuous in front of him!

A mere intruder broke into the Devil's Hall in the center of his Devil's Tribe, and wanted to infiltrate the Holy Land of his Devil's Tribe. If it spreads out, what face would his Devil's tribe have to face many strong men of the Devil's tribe? What qualifications are there to become the master of the Demon Race?

With this thought in mind, Mo Ying burst out with unprecedented might, a terrifying fist, shaking the void, blasting the void in the Devil's Hall into two pitch-black holes, and the entire void in the Devil's Hall was completely empty. Twisted in a posture visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng's eyes froze, and he didn't want to waste any more time with Mo Ying. He directly mobilized the power of belief in the gods in his body, and displayed the six true dragon seals of the Shura Dragon Seal!

"Roar!"

The majestic sound of dragon roar came from Wang Feng's body, and along with the sound of dragon roar, there was also a terrifying aura of cultivation. It seems to have turned into Shura Purgatory, which makes people feel the freezing cold!

"Om!"

Immediately afterwards, the endless power of faith condensed into a brown dragon shadow, hovering around Wang Feng. The entire dragon shadow was incomparably solid, like a real dragon descending into the world, and the terrifying dragon might enveloped the entire Demon Hall. , let the elder Mo Ying of the Demon Tribe shudder!

"Roar!"

With the push of Wang Feng's palm, the dragon shadow hovering over him roared out in an instant, wrapped in an astonishing momentum, and rushed towards Mo Ying, the terrifying power fluctuations directly caused the entire void to crack open inch by inch. Come, the huge dragon might make Mo Ying's whole soul tremble, as if facing a real dragon!

"boom!"

Under the terrified eyes of Mo Ying, the two fist marks collided with the dragon shadow, and the fist mark with all the strength of the magic Ying was crushed easily like a bubble in front of this dragon shadow, without any trace. The power to stop!

After crushing the two fist marks, Long Ying cast off his force unabated, and bombarded Mo Ying with extreme speed. Before Mo Ying could react, the whole person was already shrouded in the terrifying dragon shadow.

"what!"

A shrill scream resounded through the entire Demon Hall in an instant. Under the raging of the Asura Dragon Qi, Mo Ying was extremely miserable, and the vitality in his body was eroded one after another. The Asura Dragon Qi continued to erode his body. , let him suffer unimaginable pain!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Mo Ying's body was revealed. That miserable appearance was enough to make anyone feel moved. It was unimaginable that a powerhouse at the peak of the late Yuanshen would actually be reduced to this level?

I saw that Mo Ying's clothes were shattered at this time, and there was no intact place on his entire body. There were dense scars and black blood all over his body, like a blood man. What really caused Mo Ying's pain was not the injury on his body , but the Asura Dragon Qi raging in his body, even a powerhouse of his level cannot bear the pain of being eroded by Asura Dragon Qi.

"Kill...kill me!"

Mo Ying said weakly, his whole face was twisted by the unbearable pain. If outsiders saw this scene, they would be shocked. When did the powerful Yuanshen take the initiative to ask for death?

There was no surprise on Wang Feng's face. The Asura Dragon Seal was extremely terrifying. The Asura Dragon Qi in it could not only erode the body, but also the soul. For ordinary people, it was really hard to resist the severe pain of double erosion of the body and soul!

The most important thing is that at this moment, Mo Ying's whole body has been eroded by Shura Dragon Qi and cannot be mobilized. It is no different from ordinary people. In this case, it is Wang Feng himself who suffers such terrifying pain. bear.

"Where is the Devil's Pilgrimage Secret Realm?"

"If you say it obediently, I will give you a treat!"

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently, if he didn't achieve his goal, he would not let this Demon Ying die easily.

"In... in the depths of the Demon's inner city!"

Mo Ying said weakly, and at the same time raised his hand with difficulty and passed a map to Wang Feng.

He really can't stand that kind of pain. At this moment, he just wants to be freed from death. As for whether or not to betray the Demon Tribe, he can't care anymore. Even an elder at the primordial level like him can't bear this kind of pain, as long as the king Feng thought, he could find another top-notch protector at any time, and if he did the same, the protector would definitely say it!

Rather than grit your teeth and hold on, it is better to liberate early!

Furthermore, UU reading also longed in his heart that the high priest and the elders of many demon tribes could avenge him.

Wang Feng is indeed incomparably powerful. Even his late Yuanshen peak is not an opponent, but in the secret realm of pilgrimage of the demons, there are the top powerhouses of his demon tribe, and even several ancestors of the demon tribe are among them. Even if Wang Feng is strong, there is only one person, how can he stop the attack of the top powerhouse of the entire Demon Race?

Tell him the address of the devil's pilgrimage secret realm, if he dares to enter, I am afraid there is only a dead end!

He can solve his own pain and hope for revenge. He shouldn't betray the Demon Tribe, right?

After getting what he wanted, Wang Feng didn't hesitate. He pointed it out, the terrifying force condensed into a little, and shot out in an instant, penetrating Mo Ying's eyebrows without any accident, completely annihilating his last vitality, and he could no longer die. die!

However, until death, Mo Ying never closed his eyes, and his face was even more painful and unwilling!

Wang Feng scoured Mo Ying's wealth, his figure flashed, and he went directly to the place where the devil's pilgrimage secret realm is located.