5189: C5189 What the Hell Was Going on

C5189 What the Hell Was Going on

If he could tame it as a slave, his combat strength would increase by more than ten times, and he would definitely be able to easily win against a Demonic Beast at the peak of the Sky Boundary.

"Brat, today, I will first devour your Demon Core and help me recover to my peak strength!" When the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons saw the joy in Chen Shaofeng's eyes, he shouted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body once again attacked Chen Shaofeng. A pitch-black light appeared on his right fist.

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng's face could not help but reveal a mocking expression: "Old thief of the Ten Thousand Demons, do you really think that you can do anything to me with an attack of this level?"

Hearing that, the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts couldn't help but frown, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Haha, brat, you can try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts attacked once again.

His speed was incomparably fast, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Chen Shaofeng. His right fist carried a monstrous ferocious attack as it smashed towards Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng looked at the huge black fist shadow that was approaching him. Without any hesitation, he raised the Dragon Tooth Sword in his hand and stabbed out, colliding with the fist shadow.

"Buzz ~ ~ ~"

A violent buzzing sound instantly rang out.

At the point where the two intersected, countless tiny cracks appeared in the space. It was as if a mirror had shattered, emitting a dazzling white light that made it difficult for Chen Shaofeng to open his eyes.

"Roar ~ ~ ~"

Right at this moment, an extremely angry roar erupted from the crack.

The shout was full of anger and unwillingness.

The fist of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts exploded into countless black pieces.

Chen Shaofeng felt the pressure coming from the fist shadow and could not help but be slightly shocked in his heart: The strength of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts was indeed not weak!

"Brat, what did you just say? You want to kill me?"

Just as Chen Shaofeng was shocked by the physical defense of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, the gloomy voice of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons came from behind him.

Hearing that, Chen Shaofeng turned around and looked at the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons. He found that the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons had already stood in front of him and was staring at him.

Without any hesitation, Chen Shaofeng waved the Dragon Tooth Sword crazily and unleashed the third transformation of the Dragon Soul Nine Transformations, Nine Dragons Extinguishing the World!

Nine dragon soul shadows appeared behind him, and each dragon soul shadow emitted an extremely powerful aura.

The nine dragon soul shadows rolled around in the air and attacked the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts.

These dragon souls had all reached the Sky Boundary Realm, and each of them radiated the fluctuations of the laws of Heaven and Earth.

"Kid, your talent is not bad, but you met me!" The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts jeered as he looked at the nine dragon souls attacking him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts waved his right palm and slapped towards Chen Shaofeng.

The nine dragon souls and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts' physical strength exploded in midair, creating a terrifying energy storm.

This storm of energy spread in all directions and blew away the snow on the ground.

"Crack! Crack!

Immediately after, one could only hear the sounds of shattering. Hundreds of deep pits appeared on the ground where Chen Shaofeng was standing.

Chen Shaofeng's clothes had long since been destroyed by the violent storm, revealing his bronze skin, which was now covered in cracks.

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts' face, which was full of ferocious scars, also revealed a look of pain.

"Haha, brat, you think you can kill me? Dream on! Go to hell!" the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts laughed.

Just as he finished speaking, endless golden demonic essence shot out from his body, turning into countless golden chains that wrapped around Chen Shaofeng.

These golden chains were like flood dragons as they let out ear-piercing cries.

Some of them wrapped themselves around Chen Shaofeng's neck, some wrapped themselves around his legs, and some wrapped themselves around his feet...

Several golden chains also appeared on the other parts of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts' body, binding his body into the shape of a dumpling.

An extremely dense killing intent flashed in Chen Shaofeng's eyes.

With a thought, he took out the Grade Five Spirit Weapon, the Vajra Pestle, from his storage ring and held it tightly in his hand.

He prepared to activate the Vajra Pestle and use the Unbreakable Vajra Power.

"Brat, are you struggling on the verge of death? Do you think that you can escape from me with your cultivation?"

Right at this moment, countless golden demonic patterns appeared on the body of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons. They turned into dense golden chains and swept towards Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng only felt the scene in front of him darken, and then, his body seemed to have fallen into a quagmire.

He could only see endless black fog enveloping him, trying to break free.

"No!"

He let out a hysterical scream.

Chen Shaofeng felt that his divine sense, essence energy, and primordial spirit were being restricted more and more severely. Even if he used divine abilities and secret techniques, it would be useless.

His Divine Sense was trapped by thousands of golden demonic patterns, unable to move, use divine abilities, or summon the Heavenly Astral Lightning Talisman.

Even his Yuan Shen was sealed and couldn't leave his body.

Under such circumstances, Chen Shaofeng could only use his final killing move.

The five dragon scales stored in his Divine Sea burst out with an extremely dazzling red light. The aura emitted from them had also reached the seventh level of the Sky Boundary.

The bloodline power in the dragon scales also surged out and gathered on Chen Shaofeng's arms. His arms seemed to have become dozens of times larger, like two giant pillars that supported the sky.

Chen Shaofeng's arms fiercely smashed into the ground, producing a muffled sound.

"Roar!"

Chen Shaofeng let out a painful roar.

The surface of his arm was covered in cracks, and blood flowed out, dripping onto the ground and disappearing without a trace.

The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts was surprised to see that his technique didn't work.

"How is this possible?!"

"Junior, how did you break through my attack?" the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts asked in disbelief.

"Hmph, Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts, you should just surrender obediently. Otherwise, what awaits you is only death!" Chen Shaofeng sneered.

"Hahaha... Brat, are you dreaming?" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons roared towards the sky.2

"Brat, you're just an ant. This king only needs one slap to turn you into dust!"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts laughed, and the disdain in his words was obvious.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons slowly raised his right palm and slapped it down towards Chen Shaofeng. It emitted a suffocating pressure that made it hard for Chen Shaofeng to breathe.

An extremely dangerous aura also appeared in his mind.

Instead of choosing to fight head on, he turned his head and looked in two other directions.

The content was from [Mi Gu]

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