Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

The Demon Lord of Hell poured all his power into his palms and slammed them down on the stream of light!
Rumble!
A terrifying power erupted completely at the heart of the secret realm!

The entire crimson secret realm, which was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand the impact of this power.

Click!

A crisp, loud sound came from the depths of the void.

It was as if something had been completely shattered.

The boundary of the secret realm was blasted open by the aftershocks of their battle, creating a huge gap!

A raging torrent of energy, carrying countless shattered spatial laws and world debris, formed a terrifying storm that swept across billions of miles, raging wildly towards the demon realm's starry sky beyond the secret realm!

"not good!"

"Go back!"

The six demon generals and more than thirty demon kings guarding outside the secret realm changed their expressions drastically.

They had no time to think about what had happened inside the secret realm before the destructive impact, powerful enough to make their hearts tremble, was already upon them.

The six demon generals acted decisively and attacked simultaneously.

The giant, burning with demonic flames, took a step forward, its body swelling to ten thousand feet tall. Its arms crossed, transforming into an immortal demonic shield that stretched across the starry sky.

The demonic dragon entwined with the stars roared, its massive body coiling around and protecting the demon kings behind it.

The other four demon generals also unleashed their most powerful abilities, joining forces to set up a massive barrier that spanned the heavens and the earth!

Rumble!
The destructive shockwave slammed heavily against the barrier.

The entire star field was trembling violently.

Countless stars were dimmed and even deviated from their original trajectories by the impact of this aftershock.

The barrier, jointly set up by the six demon generals, twisted and deformed violently.

The thirty-odd demon kings standing behind were so shocked that their blood and qi surged.

Those with slightly weaker cultivation levels coughed up a mouthful of demonic blood on the spot, their faces filled with horror.

The aftershocks of the fight alone were terrifying to this extent.
What level of battle is this?!

Deep inside the explosion.

The Demon Lord of Hell was shattered by a single palm strike, and his illusory body dimmed somewhat.

He stared intently at the Demon-Slaying Spear in Zhao Feng's hand, his face filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! Who are you?!"

"How can you unleash the power of this gun to such an extent!"

He doesn't understand.

This gun was the weapon of his nemesis, and its attributes were incompatible with his.

It also suppressed him for hundreds of millions of years.

Logically speaking, anyone tainted by his demonic aura should be extremely averse to this gun.

But this guy in front of me was not affected at all; on the contrary, he became one with the gun.

It was as if this gun had been tailor-made for him.

"Dead men have no right to ask so many questions."

Zhao Feng remained indifferent, took a step forward, and his figure vanished instantly.

next moment.

He had already appeared above the Demon Lord of Hell, and the golden divine spear in his hand transformed into a golden lightning bolt that tore through the universe, stabbing down towards the Demon Lord of Hell's head!

"Insanity!"

The Demon Lord of the Prison was furious.

He raised the large, black seal in his hand and fiercely met the divine spear above his head.

"The Demon Seal of Prison Suppression, sealing the heavens and the earth!"

hum!
The pitch-black seal instantly swelled to the size of a star, with countless demonic patterns lighting up on it, weaving together into a black net that blotted out the sky, transforming the entire starry sky into an independent demonic realm.

In this demonic realm, the Prison Suppressing Demon Lord is the sole ruler!
clang!
The golden spear tip and the pitch-black seal collided with a thunderous crash under the watchful eyes of the crowd!

A visible ripple spread out from the point of impact.

Click!Click!
The independent demonic realm, supported by the Prison Suppression Demon Seal, was covered with hideous cracks like a mirror under this impact.

Zhao Feng was forced back several steps by the enormous force of the recoil.

Meanwhile, the illusory figure of the Prison Demon Lord flickered violently, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

His arm, which was supporting the pitch-black seal, was torn open by the extremely powerful and masculine spear intent, and a huge gash was leaked out from it.

"You...you deserve to die!"

The Demon Lord of the Prisons let out a roar of resentment.

He suddenly threw the great seal in his hand into the sky, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, "With ten thousand demons as the guide, blood sacrifice for all living beings, demons descend upon the nine heavens!"

Boom!

The massive, pitch-black seal disintegrated in the void, transforming into countless pitch-black runes, each of which evolved into a ferocious ancient demon.

Billions of demons roared in the starry sky, forming an invincible demonic army that charged toward Zhao Feng!

Each of the Heavenly Demons exuded an aura comparable to that of a Primordial Chaos expert.

They are all composed of the purest demonic laws and the will to kill; they have no consciousness and are not afraid of death.

If this army were placed in the outside world, it would be enough to devour a vast world in the blink of an eye, turning billions of living beings into nothingness.

Even a formidable pass like the Ninth Fortress would have to pay a heavy price to stop this army.
"Boy, before my army of ten thousand demons, you will experience what true despair is!"

The roar of the Demon Lord of Hell echoed through the starry sky.

He seemed to have already seen Zhao Feng being torn to pieces by billions of demons, his soul unable to escape the tragic fate.

Beyond the secret realm.

A wise and experienced old demon king exclaimed in shock, "This...this is the 'Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage' of the Prison Demon Lord!"

"Legend has it that once this move is unleashed, ten thousand demons will descend upon the world, leaving not a blade of grass alive. It was the supreme killing move that the Demon Lord of the Prison used to rampage through the demon realm!"

"Could it be...could it be that the legacy of the Demon Lord of Hell is destined to fight to the death with another legacy?"

Mad Bone Demon King was secretly delighted.

Faced with such a terrifying offensive, let alone a mere third-level Hongmeng Heaven cultivator, even these peak fourth-level demon kings would only have the chance to die on the spot!
So what if someone has amazing talent?
So what if you inherited the Demon Lord's legacy?

A genius who dies is not a genius!
Yu Linglong's heart jumped into her throat instantly.

She clenched her fists nervously.

She didn't know what was happening inside, but she could feel the earth-shattering power within.

Will that man really survive?

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, facing the demonic army that could engulf a sea of ​​stars, Zhao Feng merely scoffed disdainfully, "Even a grain of rice can shine?"

He held a gun in one hand, standing tall and imposing amidst the starry sky.

next moment.

He gently thrust the Demon-Slaying Spear in his hand towards the billions of demon soldiers.

This stab was unremarkable.

It looked like a child waving his arms casually.

however.

This seemingly powerless thrust instantly froze the entire boiling starry sky.

Time, space, laws, energy...

Everything stood still at that moment.

A terrifying golden ray of light burst forth from the tip of the Demon-Slaying Spear.

laugh……

Golden rays of light pierced through the dark tide of demons.

There were no obstacles encountered.

Wherever the light passed, those ferocious demons formed from the laws of demonic cultivation vanished and disintegrated without even uttering a roar, transforming into the purest primordial demonic energy before returning to nothingness.

One shot.

Just one shot.

Billions of demons were annihilated!
"No...impossible!" The arrogant laughter of the Demon Lord of Hell came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a look of utter horror from the depths of his soul.

His ultimate move, which he had gathered all his essence and risked everything for, was actually broken so easily.

This gun...

I can't even unleash one percent of my full power, so why is this gun still so powerful?

Could this person be the reincarnation of the Great Compassionate Elder?

Zhao Feng sheathed his divine spear, his expression unchanged.

In that instant, the 840 million giant elephant particles within his body resonated perfectly with the supremely powerful and yang martial will within the Demon-Slaying Divine Spear.

The image of the divine elephant suppressing the prison originally had the meaning of suppressing the demons of hell.

This Demon-Slaying Divine Spear was created specifically to destroy all demonic forces.

The combination of the two is mutually beneficial.

The power it unleashed far exceeded the scope of "one plus one equals two".

"Use whatever other means you have."

Zhao Feng's voice rang out indifferently, "Otherwise, you won't even have a last chance."

"Ahhhh!"

The Demon Lord of Hell let out a furious roar of resentment, his illusory figure twisting wildly in the starry sky.

He couldn't accept this fact!
As a dignified Demon Lord, I have been plotting for countless years and finally broke free from the seal. I am about to return to the world, but I have been forced to such a desperate situation by a junior who appeared out of nowhere!
"I don't believe it!"

"When I roamed the world, your ancestors hadn't even been born yet!"

Two black flames burned in the eyes of the Demon Lord of Hell, as he burned the last remnants of his soul.

Boom!

His illusory body suddenly exploded, transforming into a boundless, pitch-black demonic realm that completely enveloped Zhao Feng.

next moment.

The entire pitch-black demon realm began to shrink violently.

The Demon Lord of the Prisons intends to use everything he has left, along with this secret realm that is about to return to nothingness, to bury Zhao Feng completely!
"A trivial skill."

Zhao Feng stood in the center of the Demon Realm, facing the terrifying pressure that could crush the heavens, his expression remained calm.

He raised his left hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

hum!
Thirty-three illusory images of supreme treasures of various shapes surrounded him, radiating immortal brilliance and firmly protecting him.

He gripped the Demon-Slaying Spear tightly in his right hand, his gaze piercing through the endless darkness, locking onto the depths of the Demon Realm. "Break!"

Zhao Feng roared.

He poured all his strength into the Demon-Slaying Spear without reservation!

Eighty-four hundred million giant elephant particles roared!
The phantom images of thirty-three supreme treasures resonated!

He poured all his strength into this single shot!
boom!
A dazzling golden spear light, seemingly capable of cleaving the entire universe, erupted from the center of the Demon Realm!
That spear light was extremely domineering, sweeping away everything in its path, and unstoppable!
Where the spear pointed, a huge gash was torn open in the pitch-black demon realm!

Endless light poured in from the crack, dispelling all darkness and misfortune.

Click...

That pitch-black demonic realm, formed from the will of the Demon Lord of Hell, was as if struck by a heavy hammer, cracked and shattered!
"puff!"

The remnant soul of the Demon Lord of Hell suffered a devastating blow.

He re-formed, but it was several times more ethereal than before, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

He spat out a stream of black soul power, staring in horror at the figure standing there with a gun.

lost.

He had exhausted all his methods, yet he couldn't even break through the opponent's defenses.

"escape!"

The Demon Lord of the Prisons dared not linger in battle any longer. He turned and transformed into a black streak of light, fleeing madly toward the edge of the universe.

He must escape this monster!

Now that the seal has been broken, he has gained his freedom. As long as he can preserve this last remnant of his soul, he will have a chance to make a comeback!

"It's too late to leave now."

With a light tap of his foot, the illusory image of the Sky-Piercing Shuttle from the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures flashed and disappeared.

His figure instantly traversed endless time and space, appearing in front of the Demon Lord of Hell, blocking his path.

"You...you shouldn't force me!"

The Demon Lord of the Prison screamed, his voice trembling with fear.

His response was Zhao Feng's emotionless shot.

The spear flashes like a dragon!

The golden spear tip rapidly magnified in the terrified pupils of the Demon Lord of the Prison.

"You bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the Demon Lord of the Prisons unleashed his final frenzy.

His illusory body suddenly expanded, and a destructive aura brewed wildly from within him.

He's going to self-destruct!

The self-destruction of a demon lord's remnant soul is powerful enough to level countless worlds within its radius!

however.

Zhao Feng's gun was faster than his!

puff!

The golden divine spear pierced through the heart of the Demon Lord of Hell without any resistance.

The Demon Lord of Hell lowered his head, staring incredulously at the golden divine spear that had pierced through his body, the light in his eyes quickly dimming.

"I...I'm not reconciled..."

The words fell.

His illusory figure crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless specks of light that dissipated into the cold starry sky.

The Demon Lord, now utterly destroyed, body and soul!

With the complete demise of the Demon Lord of the Prison, the terrifying pressure that had gripped the hearts of all demons vanished.

The starry sky returned to a deathly silence.

The six demon generals and more than thirty demon kings stared blankly at the empty star field, their minds completely blank.

ended?
That cataclysmic collision, did it really end like that?

So, who ultimately inherited the legacy of the Demon Lord of Hell?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

A figure in black robes walked out step by step from the center of that shattered space.

He was dressed in a black robe, his face was cold and stern, and with each step he took, the surrounding stars dimmed a little.

It was as if all the light and heat were swallowed up by his seemingly frail figure.

In his left hand, he held a large, jet-black seal.

The seal had shrunk to the size of a palm, its entire body shimmering with dark light. The countless demonic patterns engraved on it seemed to have come alive, constantly evolving the ultimate truths of the demonic path.

It is the Demon Seal of Prison Suppression!

After a brief silence, all the demon kings were in an uproar.

"It's...it's him!"

"He's out!"

"The Demon Seal of Hell is in his hands! He... he succeeded!"

They witnessed firsthand the world-ending war within the secret realm; the power of that battle far exceeded their comprehension.

In their view.

That must be the final test left behind by the Demon Lord of Prisons.

Only the true chosen one can emerge victorious and seize that supreme inheritance.

And now, this man in black robes has done it!
...(End of this chapter)