"Netherworld Stars, lead!" Ye Feng shouted coldly.
The evil energy and endless death energy accumulated under the abyss for thousands of years turned into black and gray torrents visible to the naked eye. They were madly attracted by the formation and poured in from all directions!
"Ah——!"
A Demon Tiger Guard was unable to dodge and was rushed by a blast of evil energy. The heavy armor on his body was instantly corroded into pits. He let out a scream, and his flesh and blood melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, he turned into a white skeleton, and then even the bones were turned into ashes by the endless death energy.
This terrifying scene made all the Demon Tiger Guards feel fear from their souls.
"Come out! Rush out!" The tiger tribe elder was horrified. He could feel that the power of this formation could even threaten him, a strong man in the tribulation stage.
He led the Demon Tiger Guards and turned into a black torrent, frantically attacking the cave's exit.
But at the exit, a figure has been waiting for a long time.
"Want to leave? Ask me if Meng Zhan has fists!"
Meng Zhan looked up to the sky and roared, revealing Behemoth's true form. A giant beast that was hundreds of feet tall and covered with golden hair blocked the only way to survive.
He punched out, directly blasting the dozens of Demon Tiger Guards rushing in front into blood mist!
Xiao Wuhen's figure also appeared on the other side. He waved the folding fan in his hand and unfolded the mountain and river scroll.
In the scroll, the river rolled back and turned into the water of the Milky Way. It surged and roared, drawing dozens of Demon Tiger Guards into it and strangling them instantly.
The phantom of the towering mountains fell from the sky, carrying a huge force, directly suppressing the Demon Tiger Guards in an area into pulp.
This was a complete massacre.
Under the suppression of the Netherworld Star Formation, and under the strangulation of Meng Zhan and Xiao Wuhen, two powerful men in the Tribulation Stage, the three hundred Demon Tiger Guards had no power to resist at all, and their numbers were decreasing rapidly.
The tiger clan elder's eyes were splitting when he saw it. He knew that the situation was over. He roared angrily and burned his blood essence, turning it into a streak of blood. He actually wanted to break through the blockade of Meng Zhan and escape.
"Want to run?"
A lazy voice sounded in his ear.
He turned around in shock and saw Ye Feng appearing behind him at some point.
"Give you a gift." Ye Feng smiled and flicked his finger.
A wisp of gray-black breath instantly penetrated into the body of the tiger clan elder.
Immortal corpse energy!
"Ah! What is this!" The tiger clan elder screamed.
In just a few breaths, he, a strong man in the tribulation period, changed from a middle-aged man with strong blood to a dying old man with dry skin and gray hair.
"You..." He stretched out his dry fingers and pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes full of fear.
Ye Feng kicked him to the ground and stepped on his face, "I accept Hu Xiaotian's trump card. Three days later, at the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, I will personally go and take his life. Oh, and if he gives you that broken stone, I will let him know what true annihilation means."
After saying that, he put a little force on his feet, and the head of the tiger clan elder exploded like a watermelon. Under the corrosion of the immortal corpse energy, the soul was completely annihilated without even a chance to escape.
Ye Feng did not kill everyone, he deliberately let go of the last few frightened Demon Tiger Guards.
He wanted them to bring his words back to Hu Xiaotian intact.
After doing all this, Ye Feng looked at the corpses and remnant souls everywhere and smiled slightly.
"The Art of Returning All Things to Origin, Refining!"
He sat cross-legged, and the huge devouring power swept out. The flesh, flesh, energy, and remnant souls in the entire cave, including the endless death energy and evil energy, all turned into the purest source energy and poured into his body crazily.
His aura is rising steadily.
Meng Zhan and Xiao Wuhen stood aside, looking at Ye Feng swallowing everything like a black hole, and their hearts were extremely shocked.
This domineering technique and this decisive style of action made them deeply realize that being an enemy of Ye Feng was definitely a more terrifying nightmare than facing Hu Xiaotian and the curtain guardian.
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Nine Nether Volcanic Palace.
Hu Xiaotian suddenly stood up from the throne and smashed the jade table in front of him to pieces with one palm.
"What did you say? The Black Wind Ridge was destroyed, and the third brother was killed? The Devil Tiger Guards of Burial God Abyss...were all wiped out?" His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the terrifying demonic power surging around him made the whole hall wail.
Below, the few Devil Tiger Guards who had managed to escape were lying on the ground, trembling, and recounted Ye Feng's words word for word.
"Ye Feng...it's this Ye Feng again!" Hu Xiaotian gritted his teeth. He felt that all his plans were completely disrupted by this human boy who suddenly appeared.
"It's too much to deceive others! It's too much to deceive others!" He paced back and forth in the hall, the killing intent on his body almost solidifying.
"Clan leader, that human boy asked you by name to hand over the "Demon Nirvana Armor" and... and that thing. He also said that he would take your life at the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference in three days. What should we do?" A confidant elder asked worriedly.
"What should I do?" Hu Xiaotian suddenly stopped and the ferocious expression on his face gradually disappeared.
"Do they think they will win by destroying my Demon Tiger Guard? How naive!"
A fierce flash in his eyes: "They want to hold a conference of ten thousand demons, okay! I will grant their wish! I want to see how ridiculous their so-called strategy is in the face of absolute power!"
He turned around suddenly and shouted into the shadow deep in the hall: "Master God, it's time for us to fulfill our promise."
In the shadow, a figure shrouded in a gray cloak slowly emerged. It was the leader of the curtain keeper who had met Ye Feng before. But at this moment, his aura was even weirder and more powerful than before.
"Hu Xiaotian, are you sure you want to start in advance?" The voice of the angel was still emotionless.
"I have no choice." Hu Xiaotian said coldly, "That variable named Ye Feng must die! Three days later, the Ten Thousand Demons Conference will be the day of his death! I want the entire Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to see that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish! Those who disobey the way of heaven will only die!"
"As you wish." The divine envoy nodded, "The power of heaven will come to you. At that time, not to mention a single change, even the entire ancient kingdom of monsters will surrender at your feet."
Hu Xiaotian let out a burst of laughter, which echoed in the gloomy hall.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
The legendary holy land of the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, "Tongtiantai", ushered in the busiest day in thousands of years.
Tongtian Terrace is a huge circular stone platform suspended above the sea of clouds. It is rumored that it was the place where the first generation Demon Emperor ascended the throne to worship heaven.
At this moment, thousands of demons gathered on the stone platform.
The alliance led by Beamon and the Qingqiu Fox Clan occupied the west side of the stone platform with great momentum.
The forces headed by the Nine Nether Devil Tiger Clan occupied the east side, and all of them looked evil and murderous.
More small and medium-sized tribes gathered on the south side with complicated expressions and kept watching.
The entire Tongtian Tower was shrouded in an atmosphere of tense tension.
At noon, three long horns sounded.
Wearing a black royal robe and a flat crown on his head, Hu Xiaotian walked step by step up to the altar in the center of the Tongtian Platform under the gaze of everyone.