"And you!"

As he said that, Diabro looked down at Yang Feng who was lying down on the ground again, his eyes full of coldness: "Who gave you your Hell Flame?"

Hahuhahahu... He gasped heavily, Yang Feng didn't say anything.

Touch! He stepped hard on his chest and immediately broke his five ribs. Diabro shouted coldly, "Say, where did your Hell Flame come from? Who is instructing you behind your back to teach you this skill?"

When his fist tightened, Yang Feng was so painful that he was sweating in his cold sweat, but he still didn't hum a word.

Diabro raised his brow and looked at him strangely: "You kid, you really can tolerate it. No wonder you can cultivate this invincible Vajra body that is invincible in the world in the mortal world."

"Yes, I didn't expect that I could tolerate it so much, hahaha!"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Yang Feng let out a long breath and laughed: "If it were the past, I would definitely not be able to bear it."

Even if you put thorns on your hands, I will cry for a long time.”

"Is that right? It turns out that you were such a weak guy before, but how can you bear it now?"

"If someone pours you hot molten steel every day, forcing you to eat hard ore, and cures you quickly, making life worse than death, and gradually get used to it."

The corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and Yang Feng smiled to the sky and said, "I have endured this kind of pain. What's the point of breaking a few ribs?

Hahaha!"

Yang Feng was laughing, full of unrestrained spirit.

Diabro's eyes turned around and nodded clearly: "So that's it. This is how the master behind you teaches you. It's really inhumane.

Then can you tell me, the person behind you...well, no, it should be a god, who is the sacred?

Why did I smuggle into this plane under my jurisdiction?"

Without saying anything, Yang Feng was silent.

Touch! Another kick was stomping on Yang Feng’s chest, and then stomping on his other six or seven ribs. Diarbrou said viciously: “If you don’t say it, my punishment will be thousands of times more cruel than the training the master behind you. You definitely don’t want to try it, hum.”

Click! He clenched his fists tightly, and Yang Feng still gritted his teeth.

Yang Yuchan was crying and hurriedly looked at Nangong Tianji and said, "Senior Nangong, since you can understand Tianji, there must be a way to deal with the demon god, right?

Please teach us!"

"Miss, you think so much about your old age.

Even if my old man can see a little secret, he is still a mortal. How can he compare with a dignified god?"

With a bitter face, Nangong Tianji couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "Even if you know some ways to deal with the demon god, you can't do it even if you know it!"

"Then you know?"

With a happy expression, Yang Yuchan looked back and looked at Yang Feng, who could no longer stop bleeding, said hurriedly: "Then tell us quickly, my master is almost out of reach."

This... After pondering for a little while, Nangong Tianji sighed helplessly and said sarcastically: "This method cannot be called a method. You can only try it, but the success rate is still too..." "Senior, tell me quickly. No matter what method, we are willing to try it!"

Yang Yuchan's eyes were very firm. Nangong Tianji nodded and shouted: "The leaders of this world are black and white, one good and one evil, and two masters.

The evil one in black is this Demon Lord Diabolo.

As for the white and righteous ones, they are the main gods here, the two-faced gods.

You two are the Lord God’s descendants, and are blessed by the Lord God.

Even Demon Lord Diabolo will never be able to hurt your lives.

So others come forward to fight with the demon god, and they may be worried about their lives, but you..." "Senior, you mean..." "Yes, you two have the gold medal of avoiding death, so you can go and get entangled, if... although... it is still very slim, alas!"

Nangong Tianji smiled bitterly and shook his head, but the two girls Yang Yuchan and Yan Yurou immediately had hope.

After looking at each other, the two sides rushed towards the Demon Lord Diabolo and shouted: "Diabrou, let go of my husband."

"Oh, I'm so annoying. Why are you mortal maggots coming one after another? Are you really not afraid of the power of this deity?"

Boom! Waving his hand impatiently, Diabro bounced his fingers directly, and a flame of hell flew towards the two girls suddenly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a fireball like a hill, and arrived in an instant.

Seeing this, Yang Yuchan and Yan Yurou were both shocked, but they had no time to dodge. They could only close their eyes tightly and push forward with their hands. Believe that Nangong Tianji's words, they were protected by the Lord God and avoid death. This demon god could not harm the two of them.

Hoo! Sure enough, a holy white light suddenly appeared on the two women's bodies. As soon as the Demon Lord's Hell Flame was touched, it was like snow encountered magma, and the ground was completely gone in an instant.

Diabro blinked his palpitated eyes, then slapped his head and smiled bitterly, "I almost forgot that these two people are covered by two-faced gods, which is completely different from those ordinary people."

"It seems that being a master god child may not be a bad thing. At least even a dignified demon master cannot do anything to them, hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile, his face full of sarcasm.

The two girls Yang Yuchan were also happy, and they became more determined to be able to fight against the Demon Lord. With one step, they rushed towards Di Abro again and shouted: "Diabro, let my house go..." Buzz! However, before Yang Yuchan finished speaking, she suddenly felt a fluctuation in the space. She could not move for a moment, and the same was true for Yan Yurou beside her.

He shook his head helplessly, and Nangong Tianji in the sky smiled bitterly, "I just said the opportunity is slim, and I still have to try it. How can people fight against gods? Even if you two are spiritual children, alas."

"See it, don't be too happy too early, they can't save you."

Sneering and shrugging, Diabro looked at Yang Feng on the ground and said, "Although they have gold medals for avoiding death, there are no gold medals for avoiding injury, nor are there any gold medals for avoiding imprisonment.

The care of the two-faced Gods is just to protect their lives. The deity can still imprison them and torture them severely.

As long as the strength does not hurt their lives, it doesn’t matter.”

So that's it! Mingran nodded, and Yang Feng understood.

Demon Lord Diabro looked at him evilly and said, "Now you'd better give out the gods behind you, otherwise you can tolerate the torture of the deity, but do you have the heart to see them endure it?

Humph!”

"Diabrou, ask you a question."

Without answering him, Yang Feng suddenly said: "You are using my second brother's body. His body is not as good as mine. Why are you so much stronger than me?"

"Isn't this nonsense? The strength of strength does not just refer to the strength of the body, but the strength of the soul is also very important.

I am a god-level soul. How can the power of your mortal soul be compared with me?"

"Is that true, hehe!"

He couldn't help but chuckled, and Yang Feng said leisurely: "Then...what if I change to a god-level soul?

Do you still have a chance of winning?

Diabro old ghost!"

Also changed to God level?

What's the meaning?
Chapter completed!