Chapter 5939 Earth-shattering

From the scroll, a bird's head slowly emerged, with colorful feathers on its thick and slender neck, followed by a body as big as a mountain, and a pair of wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun. The demonic energy rolled like waves and attached to the wings. Just by flapping its wings, it could disperse and push a tornado tens of thousands of feet long.

Only one of the strange bird's heads was held high, while the remaining two heads were illusory, floating like shadows and mist. All the immortal saints and demon saints stopped their attacks and looked at the scene in disbelief.

It’s Guhuo!

Guhuo had three pairs of wings, but the remaining two pairs seemed as erratic as its head and could not exert their power.

"That's the breath of the demon god!"

"God bless the demon race! This is the help from the Tao! The human race will be annihilated!"

"Kill! With the help of the Demon God, there is no need to worry about the Demon Sect being destroyed!"

The saints of the demon clan were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and murderous intent was bursting out of each of their faces. On the other hand, the human race was in despair, the Immortal Emperor was unable to take action, and the protective formation of the sect was also unsustainable. How could they resist the phantom of the demon god before them?

But behind the sky, the old man from Yinshan, who was besieged by the three Ghost Emperors, felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, and felt as if his soul was frozen at this moment.

"How can this be!"

When the shadow of the demon god emerged, even the attacks of the three ghost emperors before him could no longer cause trouble for the old man from Yinshan.

Not to mention that the demon clan's formation has not yet started to operate. Even if it is activated to attract the power of animals, how can it possibly attract the phantom of the demon god in front of it?

The old man from Yinshan knew very well that this phantom of Guhuo must be a trick played by Zhang Yifeng!

"How could that evildoer have such a great opportunity!!"

The old man from Yinshan roared in his heart and no longer held back. He fought with the three Ghost Emperors in front of him, trying to fight his way out to escape.

When the Guhuo monster bird appeared, there was no suspense in this battle anymore, and it would be in vain even if he played all his cards.

At this moment, in the Demon-Slaying Sect, Zhang Yifeng was sweating on his forehead and his face was pale without a trace of blood. If the chaotic energy in Zhang Yifeng's body was like a torrent of a river, then running the "Guhuo Scroll" was like releasing the flood.

However, forcing this phantom to emerge and leave the scroll was almost like draining Zhang Yifeng dry.

"You are just an immortal saint. It is incredible that you can activate this magic weapon from the upper realm."

Tong Ye was floating in front of Zhang Yifeng, marveling at the sight.

"Kill them!"

In just a few breaths, the Demon Saint's shouts and screams had reached Zhang Yifeng. At this moment, a fine breeze blew past, and the Demon Saint had no time to react. The dignified saint was blown away by the breeze, with his flesh and blood and soul blown away. Only a skeleton was left in its last appearance before death. It fell to the ground from mid-air and shattered into pieces.

Zhang Yifeng let out a long breath: "At least the power is proportional to the consumption."

This is the magic weapon from the upper realm, with power far exceeding that of the chaotic realm.

Above the sky, the Guhuo monster bird was jumping on its six claws and waving its wings wildly, but if you look closely, you can actually see a rhythm in it, as if it were some kind of sacrificial dance from the ancient times. Fine breezes blew up and swirled into a hurricane with the Guhuo monster bird as the center.

Zhang Yifeng had an inexplicable feeling that even an emperor-level expert would have his soul blown away in this hurricane and completely disappear in this world.

Wisps of fine wind blew into the battlefield, as if intentionally avoiding all the human cultivators and blowing only at the location of the demon cultivators. After a hundred breaths of time, the hurricane subsided, and the Demon-Slaying Sect seemed to be struck by a storm, with only broken walls and ruins to be seen.

In addition, the once arrogant Demon Saint was left with only broken bones, and all the demons who came to attack the Demon-Slaying Sect were wiped out.

The demon cultivators didn't even have time to shout as the gentle breeze blew past them, and they were completely unable to resist it, thus losing all their cultivation.

Zhang Yifeng's nose was bleeding and his eyes were bloodshot. He used up his last bit of strength to retract the scroll and collapsed to the ground.

Beside him, Qing Yurou finally came out of her shock. When she saw Zhang Yifeng's appearance, she quickly stepped forward to support him and said, "How did you get yourself into this state? Even if you kill those demon saints yourself, you can kill them all."

"I can kill them all, but how can the disciples and peak masters in the sect withstand such an attack?"

Zhang Yifeng forced a smile, patted the back of Qing Yurou's hand, and fell asleep.

In a daze, Zhang Yifeng only felt that there seemed to be something extra in his body. It was an unparalleled power that came from the same source as the power of hungry ghosts and the power of humans.

I think it must be the power of animals.

As such, Zhang Yifeng felt even happier in his heart. This "Guhuo Scroll" was indeed extraordinary. Just by using it in this way, he could gain a sense of the power of animals from it.

This battle shook the entire Chaos Realm.

Speaking of it, there is no sect in the Chaos Realm, except for the Demon-Slaying Sect and the Emperor Clan, and the Emperor Clan is composed of demons and monsters. All the Emperor Clan members who took action this time suffered a great blow. If there were no strong emperors in charge, they would have been destroyed.

The old man from Yinshan fled back to the imperial clan, and the crazy powerful emperors of the demon clan wanted to skin the old man from Yinshan and pull out his tendons.

Each imperial clan dispatched almost all of their saint-level powerhouses. If it weren't for the fact that the great formation required the joint maintenance of the emperor-level powerhouses, some of them would have gone out to attack and slay the Demon Clan. It would have been a sure thing, but the variable of Zhang Yifeng occurred, causing the demon clan's plan to fail.

This battle was equivalent to completely breaking off relations with the Demon-Slaying Sect. In the future in this chaotic world, except for a group of imperial clans headed by the Demon-Slaying Sect, the rest of the clans and the Demon-Slaying Sect will be at the point of a life-and-death struggle.

"This kid is really noisy."

In the Chaos Tower, Emperor Daocheng was laughing. They naturally knew everything that happened in the outside world, but they did not intervene at all.

"Since it is fate, this incident was not unexpected."

Chongyang Immortal Emperor remained calm, his expression completely calm. Baidi beside him slowly stood up, looked at the nine light balls in front of him, and smashed the one belonging to the old man from Yinshan into pieces: "I'll be back soon."

"Hey, why are you going? It's a predetermined thing, so why would you or I interfere?"

Hearing this, Emperor Daocheng hurriedly stood up and stopped Emperor Bai. Emperor Chongyang, who was standing beside him, also looked at Emperor Bai and said, "That's right. There is nothing that you and I don't know about the affairs of heaven and earth here. Let them go. With the Lord of the Divine Court, there will be no chaos."

After thinking for a while, Baidi sat down cross-legged and looked at the remaining eight light balls in front of him. After a long moment, he let out a long sigh: "That's it."

After this battle, Zhang Yifeng was in a coma for another half a year.

That scroll almost hurt Zhang Yifeng's essence. As Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes, an aura completely different from Zhang Yifeng surged from the depths of his soul.