This scene made the black-robed quasi-saint frown slightly, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

He thought that with his own strength, he could easily solve the problem in front of him with one move, and slashed Tianyi Soul Emperor under the knife and successfully completed the task.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by the Tianyi Soul Emperor one after another. These repeated mistakes gradually wiped out his patience.

So he warned coldly: "Tianyi Soul Emperor, I will give you one last chance. As long as I hand over Chu Feng's parents, I will leave."

His voice was cold and bone-black, as if it came from an ice cellar that had not melted for thousands of years. Every word was like a sharp ice skate, stinging the eardrums of Tianyihun Emperor.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for slaughtering the city!"

His words were full of threats, and his tone was extremely arrogant, as if he was already standing at the top of martial arts, no one could defeat him, and the whole world was at his feet.

"The city massacre? You are the only one? Do you want me to teach you!!!"

Suddenly, a faint sound rang out, and the sound seemed to come from the distant sky, traveling through endless time and space, but it echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Although this voice is dull, it carries an irresistible majesty, as if it comes from a master who is above and controls the life and death of all things.

"who?"

The black-robed quasi-saint's face changed, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

His eyes quickly glanced around, his eyes full of vigilance.

He didn't sense the other party's existence. It was obvious that the other party's strength was not weaker than him, and might even be above him.

A trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes, like the haze before the storm came, looking around, trying to find out the source of the sound.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

The sound rang again, and it was in the ears of the Black Robe Quasi Saint.

The black-robed quasi-saint's face changed drastically, and his eyes widened in horror, with fear in his eyes.

Because he knew that being able to approach him without him being aware of it would be unfathomable and far surpass him.

And he is a quasi-saint powerful man.

He instantly understood in his heart that this was the saint of the human race.

Without any hesitation, he immediately waved the holy soldiers in his hand, trying to cut through the space and take the opportunity to run away.

However, as soon as he lifted the holy weapon, his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and could not move.

That power seemed to be the power of the laws between heaven and earth, which made him unable to break free.

He could only let out a terrified scream: "Ah!" This scream echoed in the empty world, full of despair and helplessness.

Under this sky covered by strange dark clouds, the air around it seemed to be squeezed into thick as slurry by an invisible pressure, and every trace of flow was filled with a terrifying stagnation.

The black-robed quasi-saint was tightly bound by a force that was strong enough to make the soul tremble.

His body seemed to be bound tightly by countless tough iron chains condensed by the laws of the void, and every inch of his skin was suffering from the severe pain that seemed to tear him apart.

He struggled desperately, his muscles tense, his veins swelled up, and his sweat rolled down from his forehead like a torrent, but all this effort was nothing but a futile struggle in the face of this absolute power.

His face became extremely distorted by anger and unwillingness, as if possessed by a demon.

His eyes were almost thrust out of his sockets, and his blood-filled eyes were full of crazy anger and endless fear. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, like twisting crawlers, making his originally normal five-key body Becoming hideous and terrifying.

He opened his chapped lips and let out a scream. The sound was sharp and harsh, as if sharp blades were cutting through the suppressed sky, echoing in the empty world with creepy sound waves. A trace of lingering sound wrapped around the endless despair and fear deep in his heart at this moment.

Just a second ago, he was like an arrogant demon, emitting an extremely arrogant aura all over his body, and he spoke wildly to kill the entire prosperous imperial capital in an instant. His arrogant appearance seemed to be standing there. After the peak of power in this world, he became the overlord who dominates the life and death of all things.

However, at this moment, fate ruthlessly threw him down. He was like a chicken that was accurately captured by a sophisticated hunter and pinched in his palm. He was so fragile that he could not bear the blow, and the sense of helplessness completely submerged him like a tide.

The dignity and pride of the past were crushed to pieces by the unknown powerful force at this moment and turned into nothing.

The black-robed quasi-saint was shocked, and an unprecedented despair spread rapidly deep in his heart with a surging force.

His mind was blank, his mind seemed to be frozen, and his heart was full of deep fear of the mysterious strong man in front of him and his unknown fate.panic.

In this extreme horror, he tried his best to slowly raise his head with difficulty. The heavy head seemed to carry the weight of the entire world.

When he finally saw the person coming clearly, a shock and incredible exclaim came out of his throat: "How come it is you!!!"

The sound seemed to be raised by an invisible hand several tones, as sharp as the night owl's moaning sound in the dead night, as if he had seen the most absurd and unreasonable thing in the world. A shock that the perception of reality was completely subverted.

"Call me! I know you!"

A sound with a bit of teasing came leisurely, as if a breeze had instantly broken the suffocating tension atmosphere.

That's right, the person coming was Chu Feng.

At this moment, he stood tall in the air with his figure straight, his clothes whistled in the wind, and his whole body exuded a unique temperament that was extraordinary and independent.

The confidence and calmness revealed in his eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, bright and firm.

It seemed as if the black-robed quasi-saint in front of him who had scared countless people in fear was just an insignificant ant, not worth mentioning at all.

Who would have thought that this seemingly young and immature young man could easily subdue a quasi-saint powerful man with great reputation in the world of cultivation.

The huge contrast of strength is beyond the imagination of everyone present, like an absurd dream, which is incredible.

All of this comes from his shocking thirteen golden body forging and the three-mutated golden seven-star red lotus soul power.

With the perfect blessing of these two powerful forces, what about the quasi-saint?

In front of Chu Feng, he was just an existence that could be controlled and slaughtered at will, just like a doll in the hands of a child, without any power to resist.

This shocking scene.

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