Although the Night Emperor had lost consciousness, anyone who suffered such a great shock would wake up. Along with the pain increasing, he clenched his teeth with difficulty, and then slowly woke up. However, the first thing that entered his eyes was that desolate and helpless expression, and the last cry for help.

He, who was relegated to being the number one "true god" of the Fire Continent, could not even protect his own home. He could only watch as his comrades died, watched as the monsters killed and devoured all the Gods while he could do nothing …

What the hell is he doing? Why couldn't he protect the family he wanted to protect?

"Damned devils, I bet the Night Emperor's name will make you fight to the death. Even if I die, even if the Night Emperor turns into ashes, I will make you, the animals that hurt my loved ones, pay with your lives!"

Under the entanglement of the divine force, the wounds on his body instantly recovered to their most perfect state, and due to his rage, he raised his divine force to a new level!

The purple divine power gradually turned into a bright red color, and the Thunderstorm Fan hidden within his body also turned into a cyan divine power. The expression in his eyes became even more resolute, as this state was the state of the night wind, and people who could reach this level were extremely few in the entire continent. In the tens of millions of years of history of the Fire Continent, only three people had reached this state.

It was even said that no one had ever seen his true appearance. There were also some people who said that this was just a boring legend from the ancient times of the Fire Continent, so according to the true situation, there were only two people who had currently mastered this kind of "Divine State", and one of them was the night wind.

Therefore, being called the number one person on the Fire Continent had its merits, and was not just simply fawning on him by the other Gods. The longer Ye Feng stayed in this state, the greater his lifespan would be, and at a certain point, he would lose his mind and become a killing machine that could kill without distinction between friend or foe. However, even taking such a risk, he had to fight on his own, otherwise, the entire Fire Continent would be annihilated!

The Demon Dragon Soldiers also discovered the abnormality and stopped attacking the completely dead Godly Weapon. However, the Demon Dragon Soldiers were shocked by Ye Feng's abnormality and the super powerful God Power, moreover, Ye Feng's current state was also different from before. His face became ferocious, and his appearance was similar to the Ancient God of Slaughter, only in terms of malevolence.

He, who had always been handsome and radiant, never thought that he would also have such a vicious attitude. If it was any other Divine Weapons general who saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked, but at the moment, only three Demon Dragon Soldiers and the Ancient God of Slaughter, who was watching him mockingly, knew that Ye Feng left such a trump card, and he was also deliberately forcing Ye Feng to make such a decision.

One of the hobbies of killing the ancient gods was to challenge the strong, which was a quality that all experts had. In addition, his other hobby was to torture the weak, two extreme interests, fusing together with a complicated God, and only the Ancient God could have such an extreme hobby!

Before he lost consciousness, he would definitely go berserk, and then he would attack the Fire Continent that he wanted to protect the most. This was the result that he did not want to see the most, so right now, he was using all his power to drive, and he did not want the innocent to be implicated again.

The night wind started to accumulate divine power, the veins on his forehead started to bulge, and his eyes also gradually turned blood-red from its original bright black. And because of the reason of returning to the gods, his powerful divine power was completely unable to hold in his body anymore, and even started to leak out!

His vision gradually became blurry. No matter what he saw, it would always be scarlet. The moment he saw the scarlet blood, he would become agitated, adding on an indescribable fear and remorse, and in the end, all of it turned into an impulse to kill!

Die! Right now, he only wanted to let this Ancient God of Slaughter die, and let the three Demon Dragon Soldiers who had killed him all die!

"Returning to consciousness, two bullets!"

The concentration of the God Power leaked out, and in the end, all the parts of his back turned into wings for the God Power. In other words, the night wind relied on his own God Power to obtain a high speed combat ability, which gave him a huge advantage because when he was fighting the Ancient God Slayer, he had to a large extent suffered from the lack of a high speed air battle.

The night wind after the state of "Mind Returning" had made up for this weakness. The current him could be said to be above him at any time in the past.

The Demon Dragon Soldier gripped the Demon Dragon Spear tightly, condensing its magic to rush towards the night wind, but before they could attack, they saw a green shadow flash past them, and their heads followed the sound and fell down.

In just an instant, the three Demon Dragon Soldiers didn't even have time to react, they had already lost their lives, and the night wind still had some sense, and his attack still had a purifying energy, at least for now, so the wound on the Demon Dragon Soldier wouldn't heal because it didn't have a purifying energy. In the midst of the surprised roars of the three Demon Dragon Soldiers, the night wind suddenly moved to the side of the Ancient God Slayer, and at the same time, the three Demon Dragon Soldiers also turned into dust in the air.

Although the strength of the Demon Dragon Soldier wasn't very strong, it was still its split body, and it was also one-fifths of the strength of the Ancient God of Slaughter. For Ye Feng to be able to easily kill these three strengthened Demon Dragon Soldiers, it made the Ancient God of Slaughter a little unhappy. In a sense, these 'cute' people were his cute sons!