Chapter 1004： Sad reminder magic element

In the towering dense forest, Wang Feng restrained his breath and walked. What surprised him was that the entire forest, except for the occasional breeze blowing and the sound of leaves swaying, did not make any sound.

In such a large mountain range, there is not even a single monster? how is this possible?

For a time, Wang Feng's heart was dignified, and the power in his body was surging quietly, ready to deal with emergencies at any time. In this unfamiliar area, even if he was powerful, he would not dare to slack off.

Suddenly, Wang Feng stopped and looked up suddenly.

"What the High Priest said was right, how dare these invaders dare to invade again?"

At the same time, a gloomy voice suddenly reverberated in this mountain forest, accompanied by a cold murderous intent, making this already somewhat gloomy mountain forest even more icy cold.

After these words fell, a burly figure appeared in Wang Feng's line of sight. It was the vicissitudes of life old man who first appeared, and the billowing demonic energy on his body was like a stormy wave, rolling down towards Wang Feng. Surprised, the towering ancient trees around them shook.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the old man above, a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes. He never thought that as soon as Shi came to this lost battle, he would meet a local powerhouse, and he never thought that this The old man's cultivation has reached the realm of spirit and god?

The powerhouse in the lost battle is too terrifying, isn't it?

In the entire Emperor Realm, the spiritual powerhouses are enough to be called the top powerhouses. If any power has a spiritual powerhouse, its power is enough to be crowned with the title of God, such as the four gods.

It is almost impossible to see a spiritual and powerful person in the imperial world. Many people are afraid that they will never see it in their lives, but in this lost battle, they encountered it casually?

"Intruder, how do you want to die?"

The old man stood in the sky, looking down at Wang Feng condescendingly, and said domineeringly.

Under his perception, Wang Feng is nothing but the peak of immortality. As far as he is concerned, he is nothing but ants, which can be destroyed with a flip of a hand.

"who are you?"

Seeing the old man's domineering attitude, Wang Feng did not get angry, but asked with interest.

"This god, the elder of the Demon Tribe, Demon Yuan!"

"It is your honor to die under the hands of this god!"

Mo Yuan looked at Wang Feng with contempt, and said proudly.

"The Demon Tribe?"

Wang Feng's eyes flickered, and he was puzzled, but Mo Yuan obviously didn't have the patience to explain it again. In his red eyes, there was a flash of cold murderous intent, and he slowly stretched out his hand and slammed it down.

"boom!"

The majestic power was vented out of his palm in an instant, condensed into a huge palm print, like a five-fingered mountain, crashing down towards Wang Feng, even if he shot, Mo Yuan still maintained an aloof posture.

Even after this palm, he never made another shot. In his opinion, under this palm, Wang Feng would definitely die, and no immortal peak could block his palm.

This is the self-confidence that belongs to the spiritual powerhouse!

Under the gods, they are all ants, this sentence is not just talking!

It's a pity that what he met was Wang Feng, who had already stepped into the fifth level of divine forbidden!

"boom!"

Under the unbelievable gaze of Mo Yuan, a sword light shot up into the sky, directly smashing the huge palm print he had condensed, and without losing his force, he slashed straight towards him. It's far enough to make his heart skip a beat!

"boom!"

Before it was too late to tremble, Mo Yuan waved his hands, and layers of demonic energy burst out from his body, forming a huge demonic energy giant bell, guarding him inside!

"boom!"

However, even with his all-out defense, he still couldn't stop the terrifying sword light. The huge demonic bell was directly smashed by this sword light, and it fell on him without any accident!

"puff!"

A mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out of Mo Yuan's mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, and the whole person flew upside down and fell towards the mountain forest. There was a loud bang, and the whole ground slammed. The shock, the gravel splashed, and a giant human-shaped crater appeared directly in the forest not far away!

In the pit, Mo Yuan was lying paralyzed like a dead dog, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, his pupils were slack, and his eyes were dull. At this moment, his worldview collapsed. He could never imagine that a guy who was at the peak of immortality would not be able to. With such terrifying power?

With just one blow, the powerhouse in the middle stage of the Spiritual God was severely injured. The terrifying sword energy raged in his body, destroying the vitality in his body.

If it weren't for the piercing pain that was so clear, he even thought he was dreaming.

Such an incredible scene, if anyone encounters it, I am afraid they will not believe it.

Wang Feng swayed and appeared directly beside Mo Yuan, with a hook at the corner of his mouth, looking down at Mo Yuan condescendingly, and jokingly said, "Why aren't you arrogant? You're not very strong?"

"Damn intruder!"

"Even if this **** falls, you will never be able to get out of this demon forest!"

"The High Priest won't let you go!"

In the face of Wang Feng's ridicule, Mo Yuan was still very hard-hearted, and he shouted out through gnashing of teeth.

"Falling?"

"you are too naive!"

"In this world, sometimes death is relief!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng smiled charmingly and said coldly. Those indifferent words made Mo Yuan's entire body tremble involuntarily. How could he not understand the meaning of Wang Feng's words?

The next moment, Wang Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly on Mo Yuan's arm, and the strength in his body spurted out.

"what!"

In an instant, Mo Yuan's entire face was contorted, screaming in agony. The force that poured into his body shattered the bones on his arm bit by bit, and even his meridians were shattered bit by bit. He would rather destroy his arm directly than suffer such slow pain.

The most important thing is that all of his divine power was suppressed by Wang Feng and could not be mobilized at all. As a result, at this time, he is like a mortal. Just imagine how a mortal can endure the shattering of bones bit by bit. pain of?

"You can't bear this little pain?"

Wang Feng smiled evilly and asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Mo Yuan almost couldn't help but scolded, what's this called a little pain? If his divine power is still there, this is indeed a small pain, but his divine power has been suppressed by Wang Feng and cannot be mobilized at all.

"Want to die?"

Desperate Mo Yuan, when he heard this, he couldn't help but nodded as if he heard the sound of heaven.

"Speak out all the information you know, such as what kind of ancient forest of demons is this, and what kind of world this world is, and what kind of power it has, etc.!"

"As long as you say it, I will leave you with a corpse!"

"Trust me, you will never be willing to suffer the next torture!"

Wang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.