Chapter 1988 The Winner Is King, the Loser Is Like a Dog.

"Tell me about the matter between you and Leng Aoyue?" At this moment, Shi Feng asked the protoss powerhouse at his feet.

Earlier, he heard from this old man of the God Race that he was Leng Aoyue's enemy in the God War Continent, and then came to this wild continent, Leng Aoyue suppressed him, and has been suppressing him until now.

Shi Feng is really interested in the deeds of that disciple Leng Aoyue traveling back to ancient times through time and space.

And when Shi Feng said these words, it was obvious that Shi Feng's foot that was stepping on his head was pressed down again, and the strength of his foot increased a little.

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

For countless living beings, the true god is a high-ranking god, and the true god cannot be insulted, not to mention that he feels that he is a god of the second heaven of the true god.

As a divine consciousness who is in the realm of the second heaven of true gods, he has naturally seen that this person's martial arts realm is only in the realm of eight and a half stars and half gods.

He was able to defeat himself with the help of his heaven-defying divine skill and his eleven true divine weapons.

"Hmph!" Hearing Shenjue's words, Shi Feng said with a face full of disdain: "The winner is the king. Now that you are defeated by this young master, why are you pretending to be a god-level powerhouse? You are in front of this young master right now. Worse than a dog!"

"Answer what the demon lord asked you to say just now. Say it!" Then, Shi Feng stepped on his feet harder.

"Ah! Boy!" Shenjue said angrily, saying:

"Today's humiliation, I have already recorded it! When my consciousness reappears in this low-level continent in the future, all the creatures in this continent will die because of your stupidity today!"

"Threat?" Shi Feng said even more disdainfully. How could he, Shi Feng, be afraid of his threat? Ever since he knew that there was this alien race who fought in various continents, he thought about fighting this alien race.

He, Shi Feng, pursues the ultimate in martial arts and longevity. If it is longevity, the races fighting on different continents will collide one day, and there will always be a battle.

Shi Feng left the Martial Dao Monument in Sacred Dragon City and his own Martial Dao ideas in Tianheng Continent, in order to cultivate stronger people from generation to generation to compete with the gods.

"Boom!" At this moment, a scarlet flame exploded from Shi Feng's right foot, and the head of the old man of the protoss was instantly burned by the extremely dark flame.

"Ah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Under the scarlet flames, there were bursts of old and miserable screams.

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

From his previous words, this old man of the Protoss race should have had some feud with Leng Aoyue many years ago.

What I want to know, with my torture method, I am not afraid that the old man of the Protoss will not say it.

The screams of pain echoed for a long time in the eighth hall. Hearing the screams, Shi Feng's face was indifferent, with an expression of indifference.

"This guy, this trick again!" At this time, the woman in white also entered the eighth hall, listening to the old man's tragic screams, looking at the raging bloody flames, secretly said coldly.

Although a period of time has passed, it is impossible for her to forget the insult, the pain, and the bloody flame that made her teeth itch with hatred.

The raging flames that burned God's consciousness became more and more fierce, and the screams became more and more shrill and tragic. Even the peerless powerhouses in the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land, some people felt their scalps go numb.

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

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

Hearing that cry, Shi Feng slightly turned his head to look at him.

As Chao Shifeng approached, Leng Yan spoke again, saying: "Lord Jiuyou, our ancestors in the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land had a legacy in ancient times. This day, the eighth hall of the Heavenly Desolation Temple suppressed a peerless monster. It was my ancestor Tianhuang who personally suppressed it with force!

As time passed, the seal became weaker and weaker, and we, the unworthy descendants, were less and less concerned about the legacy of our ancestors, so this ominous creature had a chance to take advantage of it.

The breaking of the seal has caused heavy casualties in my Tianhuang Holy Land this time! "

When Leng Yan said the last thing to Shi Feng, grief appeared on his mighty face.

"This time, it is indeed thanks to Lord Jiuyou that you were able to take action, allowing us to escape the catastrophe in Tianhuang Holy Land. From now on, if you have something to do with Jiuyou Demon Lord, just say, I will definitely be in Tianhuang Holy Land." Do your best."

This time, Leng Yan definitely expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. If it wasn't for him this time, not only would he die, but the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land that he was in charge of would also have to be removed from the Manghuang Continent.

What a shame it would be for me to be the last Holy Lord of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land. If that was the case, after his death, he would have no face to meet the ancestors of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land.

"Well, maybe you can do me a little favor in the future." After listening to Leng Yan's words, Shi Feng said to him.

Shi Feng spoke casually, but it sounded strange and strange to Leng Yan and the other experts in the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land.

What he meant was that his mighty wild holy land could only do him a little favor.

However, they had to admit that if this one thought it was a big help, they might not be able to help the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land.

Sometimes, in the face of some existence, you have to submit to weakness!

Those Tian Huang Qiang Yin who used to stand high and only respected me, now many of them feel a little inferior in their hearts.

Even Leng Yan, the Holy Lord of Tianhuang, didn't know what to say at this moment.

Then, Shi Feng spoke again, to Leng Yan:

"Wait a minute, prepare a closed room for the demon master. This demon will mainly retreat in your wild holy land for a period of time.

After the demon lord comes out, I will take the demon lord to the secret place leading to God War Continent. "

Shi Feng was already completely blunt, and said directly to the Heavenly Lord in an undeniable tone.

As the Lord of Heaven and Desolation, he has always been a supreme existence. Now someone speaks to him Leng Yan in an orderly tone, and he Leng Yan is really not used to it.

But this is a world where the strong are respected, and now there is someone stronger than him, even if he is not used to it, he has to listen.

"I know." Leng Yan replied.

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

And even though the secret place leading to Shenzhan Continent is a forbidden place, the ancestors have left ancestral instructions, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter. But this Nine Nether Demon Lord is obviously not an ordinary person.

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