ah?

Diabro was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Feng in confusion, then looked at the fire of hell in his hand and said, "Am I the demon god in this plane? Don't you know this?"

Only demons can match the fire of hell, I don’t know this?

You country bumpkin!”

"Of course I know that the fire of Hell is exclusive to the Demon God, but what I want to be sure now is whether you are the Diabro I know!"

Yang Feng emphasized again, his face was very serious.

Diabro was even more strange when he saw this.

Generally, the gods and ghosts who make trouble in the mortal world are afraid of their own fire in hell, but why is this kid paying attention to different points from other ghosts and gods?

He doesn't care about the power of my Hell Fire, but rather about my identity?

Looking at Yang Feng deeply, Di Abroui thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and shouted: "If you want to know the truth, surrender immediately, otherwise you won't blame me for being rude."

"If you know the current affairs, show your face to me. Don't hide in that black gas and look as shameful as you are, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Yang Feng said tit-for-tat without fear.

But this is normal. When Yang Feng was in the mortal world and his strength was not as good as Di Abro, he dared to compete with the Demon Lord.

Now that the strength has increased greatly and the realm has increased, it has already surpassed all the demons in the Hell. Will it still surrender to Di Abro, the underlying demon god?

Isn't this going back and forth! But Di Abro doesn't know the grudge between the two of them yet. When he saw Yang Feng so arrogant, he immediately sneered: "Okay, very good. It seems that you want to lose your soul in this flame."

Huh! The terrifying fire of hell exploded immediately, burning the whole sky almost melted. Diarbro was full of fighting spirit, but he was not waiting to take action. Wen Liang couldn't help but shout: "Master, he has also refined the fire of hell. This fire of hell is useless to him. I have tried it just now.

If it works, how could I end up like this?"

ah?

My heart stagnated, and the fire of hell in the clouds suddenly stopped, and Diabro was silent.

But after a while, Diabro said unyieldingly: "Wen Liang, don't worry, even if you don't use this fire of hell, I am a dignified demon.

He used the magic of hell to deal with him."

"Teacher, he is a practitioner of the forbidden art of heaven. I just used the divine art of heaven to deal with him. Your hell... By the way, do you know the forbidden art of heaven?"

ah?

Suddenly, Diabro in the clouds fell silent again, and this time he was silent for a long time and he never spoke.

Yang Feng looked at it with his head up. After waiting for a long time, he shook his head helplessly, turned to Wen Liang who was lying on the ground and said, "I said, "You are a student, don't always criticize your supervisor's enthusiasm for fighting. If you continue to say this, I'm afraid he will run away with his tail stomped in a while.

I understand him, he is very cowardly.

When you run, you won’t care about you.”

Yes, the tutor ran away, who will save me?

If this kid wants to attack me, wouldn’t I die unjustly?

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Wen Liang nodded in agreement, and then roared to the sky: "Don't be discouraged, his soul is now severely damaged, and his soul power is very weak. You can use this based on this..." "Ahh, it turns out that his soul is injured, so it's easy to deal with, soul impact!"

However, before the gentle words were finished, Diabro laughed loudly, like a cannonball, and suddenly rushed towards Yang Feng on the ground, roaring: "Boy, do you think it's safe to hide the injured soul in this human body?

This human body cannot stop my soul impact. Seeing that I have driven you to death, hahaha!”

Diabro smiled happily. Yang Feng looked up at the familiar scene and laughed, laughing so hard that he was full of joy. The whip in his hand was eager to try.

Wen Liang, who was limp on the ground, was stunned and shook his head constantly, wanting to cry: "No, mentor, he has a divine whip in his hand. If you rush over, he will be beaten to death by his divine whip. That's how I was so obscene by him."

“Nani?

Who is he?

Why not only are there exclusive weapons of our demon gods, fire of hell, and exclusive artifacts of the hungry ghost gods, and killing the god of death?”

"I don't know either, this kid is very evil anyway!"

"Didn't you say it earlier?"

Diabro was so scared that he quickly stopped his impulsive body.

Wen Liang was also very aggrieved: "Before I finished speaking, you rushed down. How could you be anxious?

I want you to target his weakness and think of other ways to control him, so you didn’t let you rush down like this alone!”

"I am the tutor, I was killed by you little bastard today!"

Diabro was so angry that he cursed, and at the same time tried his best to stop the momentum.

Finally, with his strength, he finally stopped at a distance of five hundred meters from Yang Feng.

Looking at Yang Feng's evil smile in the distance and the murderous stick in his hand, Diarbro couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, I stopped and didn't rush to the other party's butcher's knife foolishly, but it was... sassy! A flash, somehow, Diabro's soul instantly came to Yang Feng, and then... touched! With a loud bang, Diabro's eyes turned black and he completely fainted.

After a while, when he opened his eyes again, he felt pain all over his body, and weakly he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, and he lay softly on the ground and spasm.

Next to him, the intern Wen Liang, he led, lying side by side with him.

"What happened...this?"

"Teacher, I still have information that I didn't tell you, his forbidden art of heaven is about the laws of time and space.

He moved you to him in an instant. Your hell law level is too low and you can't resist his heavenly forbidden arts at all."

"Mom sold me, why did you just say it now!"

"I didn't expect that he had so many killer moves on him. I didn't even have time to tell you all, and you were caught by him, alas."

Wen Liang shook his head and sighed, but when he heard that the gate of the ancestral hall opened, Yang Feng walked in while coughing: "Diabrou, are you awake?

Cough cough cough cough..." After Yang Feng beat the souls of the two of them into a weak and disabled person, he threw them into the ancestral hall to imprison him. Now that he heard their conversation, he immediately walked in.

Just looking at Di Abron's familiar face, Yang Feng was still a little dazed: "Diabron, it's really you, are you not dead?"

"Uh...who are you?

Do you know me?"

Diabro was also confused. Who is this person? Not only is he terriblely strong, but he also seems to be familiar with him, but he doesn't know him at all.

Yang Feng didn't say anything, but just pondered for a while and said, "Are you still partnering with the two-faced god?"

"Yes, we have been partnering for a long time."

"Then is...the spiritual world?"

"This is the name of humanity."
Chapter completed!