Strongest Demonic Fiend System

Hall masters, let's join forces with the eight of us!

The masked old man's face was gloomy to the extreme.

He had no idea that Duan Feng would grow to such a terrifying level.

You must know that Duan Feng could only use the special advantage of pupil technique to force him back in the fog.

However, now, it has been able to face so many powerhouses head-on and gain the upper hand.

Okay, let's cast the 'Soul Prison Technique' together!

The other seven hall masters nodded in response.

Obviously, they have all realized the horror of Duan Feng.

Bam! Boom! Bam!

Not long after, the sound of bursts of qi and blood rose into the sky.

The eight hall masters of the Soul Demon Sect all used the 'Blood Devouring Art' at the same time.

Such a scene made the surrounding monks scream in surprise.

Although the battle between Si Xuantian and Soul Scorpion was also very fierce, the battle of that level, with their strength, could not be captured at all. Loud sound.

Duan Feng's side is different, they can clearly capture it, so it's no wonder they have such expressions.

Regarding the actions of the Eighth Hall Master of Soul Demon Sect, Duan Feng just narrowed his eyes slightly, but his figure did not move.

In fact, he didn't know where to move if he wanted to.

Because, the eight hall masters have completely blocked all his paths.

Haha, stinky boy, I said that my revenge for the broken arm will definitely be recovered, and today is the time!

The masked old man laughed loudly, as if he could see Duan Feng's tragic end.

The art of imprisoning the soul, seal!

咻~咻~咻~咻~

The eight hall masters instantly shot out eight energy lines, which intersected with each other, forming a three-dimensional prison cell.

Duan Feng, on the other hand, was in the cell.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Feng felt a powerful oppressive force and squeezed him crazily.

Hehe, it's this trick again, it's really nothing new.

Duan Feng chuckled lightly, and the [Kaleidoscope Writing Wheel Eye] opened directly.

Then, he looked at the masked old man.

The masked old man did not shy away, staring at Duan Feng with contempt.

Looking at each other, Duan Feng's mouth couldn't help showing a smile, and two words were spit out in his mouth.

【Monthly Reading!】

...

In a pool of stagnant water, the masked old man was tied to a cross.

This... where is this?

The masked old man screamed, he resisted frantically, but he couldn't break free.

Welcome to the illusion space.

A chuckle came out, and then, Duan Feng's figure slowly emerged.

Duan Feng? Why are you here? You are trapped by my soul-priming technique, and you will surely die!

The masked old man screamed.

Hehe, it seems you haven't figured it out yet, this is my world.

In the illusion space, I can control everything, including time!

Duan Feng shook his head and chuckled softly.

Illusion? Impossible, how could you possibly practice such a rare skill as illusion?

The masked old man seemed to remember the horror of his Sect Master's illusion, and immediately his whole body trembled, and he directly denied Duan Feng.

Don't worry, I will prove it to you.

After speaking, Duan Feng stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and the Void Swallowing Flame and the Jinglian Demon Fire had been released.

Immediately afterwards, these two different fires fell directly on the masked old man.

Che~chi~

Ah~ah~

Bubbles of white smoke rose, accompanied by the screams of the masked old man's hiss and lungs...

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