手心影视

Feng Xia smiled rather happily. “Your Highness, as the saying goes, talk is cheap. You keep saying that you want me to die, but… can you?”

Provocation!

It was a blatant provocation!

Countless demon beasts held their breaths. This scene was too shocking. Even though they were in a fanatical state, they could not help but be dumbfounded.

The statuesque young man in white raised his hand and grabbed hold of a huge rock. In a few moves, he made it into a chair and sat down with Zhu Youniang.

Then, he waved his hand again, and the snake-tailed little girl sat down as well.

Long Da secretly felt like vomiting blood.

“Are you provoking me?”

The Holy Son took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly. He looked at Feng Xia with a sharp gaze. “In that case…”

Feng Xia interrupted him without a second thought. “Are you stupid or what? I’m obviously provoking you, and you’re still asking me if I’m provoking you. If you ask me, you shouldn’t be called the Holy Son, but the Fool!”

The Holy Son: “??”

Did he sound like he was asking a question just now?!

Huh?

Huh huh huh?

“Your Highness, I’m willing to kill this fiend for you…”

“He only has one magic weapon. He can’t deal with too many opponents. If all of us attack together, we can already drown him with our numbers!”

“Kill him! Kill this asshole who offended His Highness!”

As the Holy Son became angrier, the many demon beasts gathered around him seemed to be infected by his anger. Their eyes were red, and they kept scratching the ground with their claws. With low roars, they tore up the ground until it looked like there were scars on the ground.

They seemed to empathize with him, their blood essence and murderous aura surging and intertwining, as if rushing towards the Nine Heavens Palace!

At this moment, thousands of birds flew away as tigers roared in the forest!

The surging demonic aura turned into dark clouds, as if countless demons were moving through the sky, shaking up the world and intimidating the living beings!

“Fellow practitioner Long, it’s really as strange as you said.”

Feng Xia’s eyes flickered slightly, as if the scene in front of him made him think of something.

In the beginning, when Feng Xia was told that the space inside the Demon Imperial Tombs was fragile and could not accommodate demon king-level experts, he had cosplayed the role of an internet troll.

Could 100 Dao Platform Realm demon beasts kill the Holy Son who was at peak Primal Core Realm?

The answer, of course, was no.

Then what about 1,000?

If 1,000 was not possible, what about 10,000 or even 100,000?

After all, although the Holy Son Ying Daoyi was strong, he was only in the Primal Core Realm. Once the crowd became sizable enough, even if each demon beast only attacked once, the total strength of the attack would be enough to destroy the world. Killing the Holy Son would be an easy feat.

Then here came the problem…

If the Holy Son was at the peak of the Primal Core Realm, once he unleashed his full strength, it would cause the space in the Demon Imperial Tombs to collapse.

So, if 100,000 Dao Platform Realm demon beasts attacked at the same time, would it also cause the spatial structure to collapse?

If the energy of a peak Primal Core Realm cultivator could cause the space to collapse, but the combined energy of 100,000 Dao Platform Realm cultivators could not achieve the same effect…

“Then this so-called ‘spatial collapse’ seems to be very problematic.”

The flickering divine light in Feng Xia’s eyes intensified. “To be honest, it’s a very strange thing for the First Ruler of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to make his tomb look like this… If the spatial collapse is just an illusion, then what is its essence?”

At that time, Long Da almost choked to death in the egg.

It is just a restriction on cultivation. Why are you asking so many questions?

“This question… Maybe there will be an answer soon.”

Feng Xia took a deep breath. Then, he activated his soul power and injected it into the green-skinned gourd without holding back. In an instant, an extremely dense green light gushed out, forming a curtain that covered the sky and the sun. In an instant, it swept across the surrounding areas!

“Treasure, please perform a 33,000 axel spin.”

The divine light spat out by the green-skinned gourd seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, it flew out from Feng Xia’s palm and suddenly rushed into the air. Blazing green light surged, and it w as as if the netherworld river water overflowed and poured down from the sky!

Divine light shone outside the blue sky!

“I think so…”

Feng Xia blinked. Before he could finish talking to himself, he saw that wherever the green light swept past, demon beasts fell down one after another, like stalks of chives that had just been harvested. In an instant, they were all rolling on the ground!

“Stop talking ahhhhh—”

“Don’t!”

“Don’t come over! Don’t come over!”

“What the heck, why—”

Miserable cries rose and fell, almost instantly transforming into a torrent of sounds that swept in all directions. Numerous enormous demon beasts were rolling about. What sort of scene was that?

The ground rumbled as if there was a huge earthquake. Countless plants instantly fell apart and turned into dust that filled the sky.

A large-scale crusade had already come to an end even before it even began.

Of course, Feng Xia also noticed that not all the demon beasts were affected. There were demon beasts who still behaved relatively normally, as if they were not affected by the Immortal Slaying Sonar Gourd. There were also some who were affected to a certain extent, but did not completely lose their combat strength like what happened to Shuang Xueming.

“Xia… Dong… Hai…”

Even so, the Holy Son’s face was still as black as the bottom of a pot.

This was already more than a slap on his face.

This was clearly a kick to his face and then pushing it into the mud, using maximum strength to ensure that his face was rubbing hard against the ground!

He used his talent and divine ability to bring together these demon beasts who were originally in a state of disunity. He wanted to crush Xia Donghai easily with a superior attitude.

In the end, Xia Donghai only needed to bring out a magic weapon to return these demon beasts to a state of disunity!

“As expected, a motley crew is simply a motley crew. You can never count on them.”

The Holy Son shook his head slowly. As his chest rose and fell slightly, the pressure that permeated the world became heavier and heavier. It was as if a divine mountain was pressing down. Even the demon beasts which were screaming could not help but found it hard to breathe.

“Xia Donghai, my patience has run out.”

He spoke slowly and flames immediately rose from his body. It was the Deity Breaking Talisman burning, turning into the power to resist the divine light of the Heavenly Stairway, which would allow him to appear above Feng Xia’s head with a single step!

Behind the Holy Son, eight statues stood on the Dao Platforms. The power of the peak Primal Core Realm coupled with the terrifying power of the demon king level erupted at this moment!

“After this strike, whether it’s the bottom of Hell or the shore of the Soul River, and even if the netherworld reverses and the cycle of reincarnation restarts, there won’t be any place for you…”