The Lord of Yunlan Palace smiled evilly and did not deny Tianqin's words. A demon-like aura vaguely emitted from his body.

This aura is enough to make any cultivator at the level of the palace master develop a sense of fear.

Obviously, the strength of this Yunlan Mansion Lord is definitely above the Mansion Lord level.

Moreover, as a monk of the Demonic Way, he was hidden in the "Tianxing Court" of the Right Way, and he must have unknown secrets.

"You two, let's go together."

The two people stared indifferently, with a huge and endless spiritual power split into two, locking Guo Feng and Tianqin tightly.

In this case, it is almost impossible for Yun Yi and the others to escape or teleport.

As a demon cultivator, the other party's cultivation level is far beyond theirs. His martial arts are weird and domineering, and it is elusive.

"At this point, I can only fight hard!"

Tianqin sent a voice to Guo Feng's spiritual consciousness, showing a resolute expression on his face.

Guo Feng's face was indifferent. He had the "Heavenly Divine Vein" and the powerful bloodline of the ancient gods flowed in his body. He was not afraid of a demon cultivator.

"kill!"

There was a dazzling divine light in Guo Feng's eyes. Without saying a word, he suddenly hit the Lord of Yunlan's Mansion without saying a word.

In addition to containing the spiritual power of the palace master level, this punch is also filled with a level of oppression, just like a divine beast facing a divine beast of the same level.

"court death!"

The Lord of Yunlan's mansion waved a palm lightly, and a purple-black hand suddenly formed in the void, carrying the power of squeezing the space and slapped Guo Feng.

Guo Feng was not afraid at all and punched the opponent's purple-black palm from the air.

boom!

The fists and palms hit each other, and a powerful aftermath burst out, dissipating in all directions like water waves.

The space was filled with violent winds, clouds rolled, and thunder trembled.

call!

Guo Feng's face turned pale slightly, and his body retreated several feet from the void, stably staying in place.

"Huh?" The Lord of Yunlan's Mansion showed a look of surprise on his face. Seeing that the other party could take his palm from the air, he couldn't help but put away his contempt.

At this time, Tianqin also attacked from the side, and the colorful umbrella turned into a gorgeous beam of lightning, stabbing at the throat of the Lord of Yunlan's Mansion like lightning.

"Hahaha..." The Lord of Yunlan's mansion smiled at the sky, and the purple-black light on his body surged, like a substance, forming a ball of light mist.

Bang!

The attack from the top-grade spiritual magic weapon hit him, but it only made the fog of light ripple.

"How is this... possible?"

Tianqin looked shocked and then turned into a desperate look.

"Just relying on you two little masters, you also want to compete with me!"

The Lord of Yunlan's Mansion looked cold, and one hand raised slightly, and a purple-black ball of light condensed from the palm of his hand, and a shocking aura emanated from it.

"break!"

At this moment, Guo Feng shot quickly, punched him, and a raging green fire appeared on his fist.

Bang!

Before he could get close to his punch, he was isolated by the purple-black fog surging around the Lord of Yunlan's Mansion.

A recoil force came, popping Guo Feng several feet away.

"Your strength is pretty good, but just a pair of flesh fists is not enough to see. Take out your magic weapon."

The Lord of Yunlan Mansion looked at Guo Feng with interest.

Guo Feng gritted his teeth. He had already used all his strength with a punch just now, but he still could not cause even a slight damage to the Lord of Yunlan Palace.

What level of power is this that he can even treat the figures at the head level as if nothing!

"Who are you……"

Tianqin had given up on the attack and lost all her fighting spirit.

"Who am I? Hahaha..." The owner of Yunlan's mansion looked like a shiny light and said word by word: "My surname is Zeng."

The surname is Zeng?

The monks present were stunned and all looked thoughtful.

When Tianqin heard the other party’s surname, she sighed quietly: “It turns out that you are one of the three great demon kings of the ‘Demon Abyss’, Zeng Yunzong.”

One of the three great demon kings, Zeng Yunzong!

There are records in ancient books of the "Zhou Dynasty" that "Heaven Demon Abyss" is a holy land for hundreds of millions of demonic monks. It is controlled by the mythical figure of the "Nine Nether Demon Lord", and there are three great demon kings under it. Each of them is a person with great magic power and has a very long life.

Tianqin was already desperate. She had never expected that as soon as she returned to Dongyun Continent, she encountered a powerful existence in the Demonic Dao that was second only to the "Nine Nether Demon Lord" within the scope of the righteous power.

It is almost not difficult for a person of this level to kill a person of the mansion master.

"Since you have let you know my existence, the monks present can never think of a life."

Zeng Yunzong showed a strong murderous intent on his face. He waved his hand suddenly. The whole area was pitch black and trapped by invisible purple-black flames.

The space around was twisted and deformed, surrendering to Zeng Yunzong's tyranny.

A force that touched the law was generated in his hands, causing Tianqin to completely fall into despair.

call!

The purple-black flames pounded and gathered little by little.

"ah!"

The monks on Yunlan Peak were burned to ashes as soon as they touched the purple-black flame.

This strange flame was a monk in the God Transformation Stage who died as soon as he touched it. It was difficult for ordinary fusion monks to fight against several breaths.

Even the great monks of the fusion can only last for a short time, and the magic weapons on their bodies will be no longer defeated when they die.

Screams continued, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks died.

Every moment, monks die on this purple-black flame.

Guo Feng's face turned pale, and his blood flowed in his body, and he planned to fight to the death and break out of the siege.

"Elder Guo, I have all implicated you!"

Tianqin said apologetically, with no expression of expectation in her eyes.

"It's not your business... I just want to fulfill my promise, just like my master!"

Guo Feng was in a constant fighting spirit, and even if he was bound to die, he would fight.

At this moment, a man and a woman's voice came from this outside world shrouded in magic power:

"Senior Brother, hold on, we will come to save you!"

Whoosh!

Two rays of lights, one in front and one behind, descended nearby.

It is Xiuning and Yun Yi.

Yun Yihu sacrificed the "Blood Soul Banner" in front of Xiuning, and endless blood-colored waves surged out and rushed towards the magical area.

The suffocating bloody smell was raging wildly, and countless evil spirits and ghosts shouted in their ears.

Puff!

As soon as the blood-colored wave touched the purple-black flame, it melted rapidly.

But this "Blood Soul Banner" contains the essence, blood and souls contained by countless top monsters and monks. The blood-colored waves transformed are endless, and they cannot be ignored after being wiped out like this.

"Huh? A blood demon cultivator!"

Zeng Yunzong exclaimed lightly and glanced at the outside world in a little surprised manner.

The Blood Demon Tao is also a branch of the Demon Tao. To a certain extent, Zeng Yunzong and Yun Yi are considered cultivators in the Demon Taoist camp.

"Junior, are you a disciple of any master of my devil's devil?"

Zeng Yunzong did not take action rashly and wanted to ask.

Among the three great demon kings of the "Heaven Demon Abyss", there is also a great master who is good at the Blood Demonic Way, whose strength is faintly superior to Zeng Yunzong.

Moreover, the blood demon monks are also well-known in the demon path, and are famous for their bloodthirst and killing.

Yun Yi said disdainfully: "What kind of magical monk? How can you know the name of my master just by wanting to know?"

"Junior, as a demon monk, don't you know my name?"

A few displeasures appeared on Zeng Yunzong's face.

"Don't get close to me. What kind of magic monk has nothing to do with me."
To be continued...