The Ultimate Class: The starting combat power index is 1800

"boom!"

The huge thunder palm pressed on the body of Abi Demon King, pressing it firmly to the ground, and the terrifying thunder power penetrated into his body.

Demon King Abi struggled frantically, trying to get up, but found that Thunder bound him like an iron hoop, unable to escape.

"Buddha's Palm!!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth outlines a cold arc, his eyes are jumping with brilliance, and his body straightens, the Thunder God imprint on his right arm suddenly emits endless thunder, and gusts of wind howl.

He slapped his palm down, the strength of his palm was like a surging tide, and endless thunder gathered in his palm.

In an instant, a phantom of the god of thunder was condensed, holding the sea of ​​thunder in the palm of his hand, and bombarded the body of Abi Demon King fiercely.

"Bam—"

The astonishing sound of explosion resounded through the entire mountain range, as if the sky was collapsing, deafening.

Endless rays of light burst out, dazzling.

"Immortal Nine Punches!"

Siam Immortal stepped lightly, his figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared thousands of meters away in the next moment.

I saw the body of Abi Demon King trembled suddenly, his thick demonic energy was exploded, and cracks appeared on the surrounding surface.

His chest was sunken, revealing five clear finger marks.

"Damn, damn it!"

Abi Demon King roared again and again, his face was twisted to the point of deformation, and his blood-red eyes were filled with angry flames.

"I do not believe……"

Before the words were finished, a burst of severe pain came from the abdomen, causing the Abi Demon King to scream, and opened his mouth to spit out a large ball of black blood, his face was full of disbelief.

He lowered his head to look at his stomach, only to see that it was in dire condition, with five white bone spurs piercing through it, which was shocking.

"I actually lost?"

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he felt that Ye Feng was killing him again, and a pair of divine fists with thunder and fire smashed down with overwhelming power.

"Do not……"

With a shrill scream, a large head was thrown into the air, and the corpse of the Abi Demon King fell to the ground.

Immediately, a system prompt sounded from Ye Feng's mind:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for killing the Abi Demon King and getting a god-level gift package!"

"Ding!"

"Is it open?"

"Open!"

Ye Feng chose to open it without hesitation.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, you got: Heavenly Emperor Sword!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, you got: a fragment of heaven and earth!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, "True God Form" has advanced to "Emperor Form"!"

The system beeps sounded one after another.

Ye Feng opened his eyes.

At this time, a golden vertical line had formed between his brows, his pupils were as deep as a starry sky, and everything around him became hazy and unrecognizable.

His whole body exudes a faint golden light, his height has increased by an inch, and his temperament has become completely different.

"What a powerful feeling!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, only feeling the inexhaustible strength in his whole body.

This feeling is more than ten times stronger than before. He even has an intuition that he can instantly destroy the twelve dimensions with just one thought.

"See the Heavenly Emperor!!!"

Upon seeing this, the Siamese Immortal immediately fell to his knees and bowed respectfully to Ye Feng.

His eyes were filled with fiery admiration, and his heart was filled with awe.

"You call me Heavenly Emperor?"

Ye Feng frowned upon hearing this.

Siam Xianjun explained: "The golden pattern between the emperor's eyebrows is the best proof."

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and sure enough, that golden streak had appeared at some point, but it was hidden under the skin, and it was almost hard to detect unless he looked carefully.

"The emperor returned, and he didn't pass it on?!"

At this time, an old and joking voice sounded, and then an old figure slowly floated over.

Ye Feng looked up.

I saw an old monk standing in front of me, with a thin figure and piercing eyes, wearing a purple robe, with a lifelike dragon and snake embroidered on it, which was so vivid, and the breath flowing from his body made Ye Feng feel palpitations .

"Shakya!!"

Siam Immortal Monarch's expression became much more dignified.

"Shakya!?!"

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and stared at the person who came, and he immediately understood the identity of the person through the prompt of Siam Xianjun.

"How is the emperor recently?"

Lord Sakyamuni chuckled, his tone was quite teasing.

"Although I don't know what you're talking about."

Ye Feng replied indifferently, "But I can see that you are here for trouble?"

"Ha ha!"

Lord Sakyamuni shook his head, looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Feng asked with raised eyebrows.

Sakyamuni stopped smiling, with a playful expression on his face: "Dijun, Dijun, you are as interesting as you were back then..."

"Back then, you were very arrogant and domineering. You didn't take anyone seriously. Now you still talk to me like that?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard this, "It seems that you are really here to ask for trouble..."

"Hmph, how many percent of your strength has recovered?" Sakyamuni God restrained his smile.

While speaking, his body trembled slightly, and the surrounding space suddenly collapsed. Immediately, countless Sanskrit characters emerged densely, turning into a lotus flower and occupying the midair.

The lotus flower blooms, exuding unparalleled holy power, illuminating an area with a radius of hundreds of feet.

This lotus flower contains a tyrannical suppressing power, making it difficult for people to escape, even Ye Feng and Siam Xianjun feel their bodies become heavy.

"Suppress the world, and the lotus will destroy the world?" The Siamese fairy muttered to himself, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, "Shakya, the magic lotus is also your handwriting, right?"

"These things have long been unimportant." Sakyamuni shook his head and said, "Go ahead and make moves!"

The light of the Buddha is overwhelming!

With one wave of his hand, the Sanskrit culture formed hundreds of millions of lotus flowers flying in the sky, and sprinkled towards Siam Xianjun and Ye Feng like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm.

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, he clenched his fist with his right hand, and waved forward, a bright thunderbolt shot out, rumbled and exploded, tearing countless lotus flowers to pieces.

The Siamese Immortal also used his magical powers to activate the heavenly armor to resist the attack of the sky-filled lotus.

The three of them fought together.

Ye Feng fought more and more courageously, his divine light suddenly appeared, and terrifying thunderbolts struck down.

Every time there is a collision, there will be terrifying ripples.

"The Buddha's light shines!"

God Sakyamuni suddenly clasped his hands together and chanted in a low voice.

In an instant, a huge silver moon appeared in the sky.

Endless brilliance fell down, like a river of light pouring down, covering Ye Feng's body.

In an instant, the surging power in Ye Feng's body suddenly became stagnant.

"Not good!" Ye Feng's complexion changed abruptly.

Hearing a muffled bang, his body was slammed into the air, his chest was sunken, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on?" Ye Feng gritted his teeth, unable to believe it.

"Dijun, is the Heavenly Emperor Sword in your hand?"

The Siamese Immortal repelled God Sakyamuni with one blow, turned his head and asked Ye Feng hastily.

"exist!"

Ye Feng nodded.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw out the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

The Heavenly Emperor Sword hung in the air, bursting out into the sky, like a sun, shining the whole space white.

"Heavenly Emperor Sword!!!"

Two beams of terrifying light suddenly shot out from the eyes of God Sakyamuni.

He rose into the air and rushed towards Ye Feng.

His speed was extremely fast, shrinking the ground into an inch, he covered a distance of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and reached out to grab Ye Feng's chest.