Chapter 902: The Death of the Holy Lord

The moment the spirit flesh snow jade lotus clone dissipated, Zhao Feng felt something in his heart.

Whew!

A cloud of pitch-black magic light struck in an instant, and everywhere it passed, it was as black as the abyss of hell.

The Nine Demon Lord's eyes stared, convinced that it was Zhao Feng's body sitting on the strange windmill, and the black light demon flames all over his body suddenly skyrocketed.

"Junior, the time of death has come, what's the use of cultivating!" The Nine Demon Lord roared up to the sky, and the power of the demonic holy light in his body surged.

The overwhelming power of the Demon Dao struck like a tsunami, and the wind and flame speeding car shook violently like a ship under the terrifying waves, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

The little thief cat also suddenly burrowed into the Lost Sky Realm.

"It still doesn't work!" Zhao Feng opened his eyes, slightly disappointed.

The Holy Thunder Body is far from the peak of the fifth layer, and there is always a layer of barrier, which may be that the Holy Thunder Body has made too much progress in recent times and has not accumulated enough.

Some of the treasures that increase the vitality of the physique in the hand, when taken continuously, the efficacy is greatly reduced, unless you take a higher layer of treasures, such as Baiyuan Holy Pulp.

But the consumption of Baiyuan Holy Pulp, Zhao Feng has already planned, even if he takes it now, it is impossible for the Holy Thunder Body to directly break through the sixth layer.

The Holy Thunder Body, which could not reach the sixth layer, had no chance of winning under the constraints of the projection of the Holy Lord's small world.

Zhao Feng got up and took the Wind Flame Speed Car into the Void Realm.

"Are you ready to be captured?" The Nine Ghost Demon Lord's eyes were full of disdain, like the Demon Venerable of the World coming from hell, with a surging momentum and eyes in all directions.

Zhao Feng's expression froze, and he released the Red Thunder Light Wings and operated the Golden Thunder Holy Body.

In the retreat, the light fist surrounded by the red thunder and glow struck out with infinite strength.

Holy Thunder Punch!

The huge flame fists of golden thunder intertwined, shaped like metal thunder mountains, brilliant and domineering, blasted towards the Nine Demon Lords.

At the same time, the white light of the Lost Sky Realm flickered.

Buzzing!

Nearly 100 brilliant poisonous bees flew out of it, all of them were queen bee level, and there were four brilliant queen bees.

"So many Five Poisonous Strange Bees?" The Nine Demon Lord's face was shocked, and an overwhelming black demonic light burst out from his body, penetrating the void and permeating a radius of thousands of miles.

Dark Small World Projection Descends!

Boom!

The attack of the Holy Thunder Tyrant Fist bombarded the black flame of the Nine Demon Lord's demonic light, only causing some ripples, and then it collapsed instantly, like confetti falling on the flames.

And the Five Poisonous Strange Bees were bound by the rules of the Nine Demon Lord's small world, and suddenly became slower, and their sensitivity dropped by more than two times.

The difference in levels is too great, and the five poisonous strange bees of the queen bee level are suppressed to death.

"Burst!" Zhao Feng spat out a word.

Boom Boom!

The power formed by the self-explosion of hundreds of five poisonous bees, even the Xuanguang Holy Lord, did not dare to pass through it directly.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's left eye burst out with an astonishing will divine light, and at the soul level, fifteen hundred thunder tribulation imprints lit up together, and the blue lake below shone brightly.

The will divine light turned into a dark purple thunder thorn and rushed towards the Nine Demon Lords.

"Ignorance!" the Nine Demon Lord couldn't help but sneer, he had suffered a few losses, how could he be careless now.

Zhao Feng's soul attack was close to the Holy Lord level, and the power of the Thunder Tribulation contained in it was very tricky even for the Holy Lord.

Boom!

In the projection of the small world of the Nine Demon Lords, a cloud of black mist suddenly emerged, and he was surrounded by a large amount of such black mist.

Whew!

The suppression of the soul will by the power of the rules of the small world was weak, and the moment the dark purple thunder stabbed at the touch of the black mist, the lightning on it suddenly increased greatly, and the power of fifteen hundred dormant thunder tribulations rushed out of it, immortal and immortal, and everywhere it passed, it was wiped out.

Boom!

A cloud of black mist in the projection of the Nine Demon Lord's small world was directly penetrated, as simple as a bullet penetrating paper.

"How is it possible?" The Nine Demon Lord thought that he had the soul defense measures of the small world, and he was absolutely safe and sound, and he was still in a state of rapid progress, but this scene made his mouth open wide.

Bang bang bang!

Too late to react!

As soon as all the black mist passed through, even the black mist around the Nine Demon Lords only lasted for a long time.

Shout!

The Dark Purple Thunder Thorn rushed directly into the soul of the Nine Demon Lords.

"Ahh

At this time, the Nine Demon Lord remembered the information he had gotten, Zhao Feng in the 'Purple-haired Twin Evils', with mysterious bloodline and eyes, was especially good at soul attacks.

He had already ignored this, just imagine, in the middle stage of the void god, even if he was a soul path genius, the soul attack could affect the Holy Lord, it was the maximum estimate.

Unexpectedly, that kid had been hiding at the beginning, and now he has completely exploded.

At the other end, Zhao Feng's face was calm, and the light in his left eye was slightly dim.

Previously, each of his soul attacks had only used about a hundred thunder tribulation powers, and during the flight, he could slowly recover.

Moreover, the Nine Demon Lords were already accustomed to the strength of their soul attacks, and even thought that that was the approximate range of Zhao Feng's soul attack strength.

Therefore, the soul secret method attack that had now erupted with the power of 1,500 thunder tribulations had an unexpected effect, breaking through the soul defense of the Xuanguang Holy Lord and causing some damage to it.

But the power of the Thunder Tribulation on the Purple Soul Sea has also been exhausted.

At the same time as the Nine Demon Lord was attacked by the soul, behind him, a faint light flashed.

"Shadow Thorn!"

A dark stream body appeared behind the Nine Ghost Demon Lord, and a Wave Stream Shadow Sword in his hand shone with a strange black glare and pierced into the body of the Nine Shadow Demon Lord.

"Damn!" carelessly, under the attack of the soul, and at this moment by the attack of the material level, the Nine Demon Lord was furious like thunder, roaring in the sky, and under the penetration of his small world, there was a loud roar, and the entire dark world seemed to be about to collapse.

A black demon holy light pierced through the rear and attacked his Night Emperor with lightning speed.

Call!

The figure collapsed, the dark light flashed, and the Night Emperor appeared thousands of miles away.

Although the Black Spring Poison has no effect on the Holy Lord, the 'Shadow Thorn' is his most powerful assassination secret method, and in the case of a complete hit, even if it is the Holy Lord, it is not comfortable.

The ghostly light flickered, and the Night Emperor melted into the void and disappeared.

"Emperor of the Night, I don't know how thick the sky is, even if you are entrusted to assassinate me, you are destined to die!"

Although the attack of the Night Emperor caused him some damage, it was mainly on the material level, and it was easy to recover, but it was Zhao Feng's soul attack just now, which caused indelible damage to his soul, and now his soul still felt a paralyzing pain.

"Heavenly Demon God Cover!"

A layer of dense black light appeared around the Nine Demon Lords, and then he locked on to Zhao Feng.

"Junior, in the face of absolute strength, any tricks are useless!" The Nine Demon Lord pretended to be unharmed, and then turned into a ball of magic light, carrying the power of the small world projection and pressed away.

"Nine Demon Lord, if you insist on looking for death, I will fulfill you!" Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, his purple hair was windless, and an invisible power emanated.

"Don't be ashamed to say it, suffer death!" The Nine Demon Lord snorted angrily, the projection power of the small world had spread to the area where Zhao Feng was, and the invisible power of the rules locked it to the death.

The Night Emperor who was hiding in the shadows didn't dare to make a move for a while, he was already good at sneak attacks and killing with one blow, but now the Nine Ghost Demon Lord was on guard against him, and he approached rashly, if the Nine Demon Lord suddenly turned around to deal with him, even if he had an eight-winged phantom clone, he might not be able to escape.

Just when the Night Emperor was entangled in his heart, Zhao Feng's voice sounded in the depths of his soul, "Leave first!"

Hearing Zhao Feng's order, the Night Emperor suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the master was planning to use the Void Realm to evacuate.

With the combat strength of the two of them close to the quasi-Holy Lord, it is not enough to confront the Holy Lord, and it is already remarkable that the master can confront the Holy Lord and resist in front of him for so long.

He was just about to leave, but he suddenly found that around his master, the true yuan power of the wind and thunder of the fire was gushing out like a fountain, and a trace of madness appeared in Zhao Feng's cold eyes.

In front of the Lost Sky Realm, a white mist emerges!

Zhao Feng lightly held the Lock Heaven Bow in his left hand, and held a red gold arrow with difficulty in his right hand.

The moment the red golden arrow appeared, a golden sharp divine light that was indestructible and pierced through all things directly broke through the small world projection of the Nine Demon Lords and rushed straight into the Nine Heavens Starry Sky.

The soul of the Nine Demon Lord suddenly felt a tingling sensation, his speed slowed down, and he opened his mouth in a daze: "Killing God Arrow, the legendary sub-artifact!"

Zhao Feng's eyes looked directly at the Nine Demon Lord, cold as an abyss, and his left hand quickly raised his bow, and an invisible power emanated.

"This is a legendary secondary artifact, a secondary artifact that is consumed at one time! You're crazy!" the Nine Demon Lord was incoherent in horror, pretending to remind and persuade him.

"No, Zhao Feng, you put away the Killing God Arrow, I promise that the Nine Shadows Palace will never come to attack you in the future!" Seeing that Zhao Feng had already opened his bow, the Nine Shadows Demon Lord trembled as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Zhao Feng was indifferent, and the bowstring pulled.

The moment the true yuan penetrated into the body, the Killing God Arrow seemed to awaken, and suddenly emitted a golden rui divine light that penetrated the sky and the earth, covering all the golden crows on the top of the head, and the golden rui brilliance raged and shuttled within a radius of thousands of miles.

An infinite power of gods and ghosts came to heaven and earth and was included in the red gold arrow.

The power of the projection of the small world of the Nine Demon Lords was instantly pierced through thousands of small holes, shattered and eliminated.

Run!

This is the only thought of the Nine Demon Lord now, regardless of the running of a qiē, burning the Xuanguang Holy Power, burning the Origin Holy Power, and there is still a glimmer of life.

Now he regretted why he didn't practice the secret method of flying away.

Whew!

The Killing God Arrow frantically absorbed Zhao Feng's true yuan, and the speed was amazing, even if the quantity and quality of Zhao Feng's true yuan far exceeded that of ordinary top emperors, it passed rapidly.

With each point of the bowstring pulling, the suction power that devoured Zhao Feng's power doubled.

The flame wind thunder consumption is instantly exhausted, followed by the water wind thunder, and the wood wind thunder.

The vast True Yuan Sea bottomed out in less than a breath.

This was followed by the vital physique, the physique of the Perfect Blood Demon Yang Bloodline, the Ice Water Bloodline, and the Holy Thunder Body......

Then this devouring force turned to the soul will, the purple soul sea, and finally touched the pupil force will in the center!

Snort!

Under the full string, a shadow of a void light arrow with a length of a hundred miles appeared, and a burst of golden rui divine roar pierced through everything.

At this time, the Nine Demon Lord, who was flying 50,000 miles away, suddenly trembled, and the divine roar that pierced through all things suddenly sounded in his soul, as if it had completely locked him, no matter where he ran, the arrow would stab......

"No, it can't be, I've already escaped this distance!"

......

An arrow was shot, and Zhao Feng, who was thin and his eyes were dim, slowly fell.

Shout!

The endless Jin Rui divine light pierced the sky, tore a qiē, and the clouds and smoke dissipated in an instant.

In the distant sky, a storm of golden divine light that covers the sky and the sun are intertwined.