The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 487 Pan Chengfeng's Decision

Ancient battlefield of the Dry Bone Realm. Pan Chengfeng shook his limbs weakly, his neck being pinched by the Demon Lord with one hand. He could never have imagined that his favorite move was now being used on him by someone else.

Just as the Demon Lord was licking his scarlet tongue and was about to absorb Pan Chengfeng's flesh and blood, Pan Chengfeng suddenly opened his eyes, his body was surrounded by white gas, and a punch with the power of thunder accurately hit the Demon Lord's lower ribs.

This sudden punch not only caught the Demon Lord off guard, but also frightened several cultivators from Guiyi Sect and Qingyun Sect who were preparing to escape.

With the help of the boxing gloves and the Overlord Fist, the force of Pan Chengfeng's punch exceeded 1.5 million pounds. Coupled with the thunder power gathered before, it really hurt the Demon Lord who looked down on them.

The Demon Lord was knocked flying by a punch, and his body smashed countless rocks like a cannonball.

Pan Chengfeng broke free from the Demon Lord's control and immediately rushed to the two demon-accompanying herbs. Without caring about anything else, he simply waved his hand and put the two demon-accompanying herbs into his storage bracelet.

Looking back, Shangguan Heng and the others were still in a daze. Pan Chengfeng shouted, "Brother! Attack!"

Shangguan Heng was awakened from his dream by the roar. The five people hurriedly formed seals with their hands, and a terrifying wave of magical power began to spread.

In just half a breath of time, Shangguan Heng and his men had already prepared their strongest attack. Looking at the demon king who had just landed, they shouted, "Thunder magic! Five thunders to kill!"

With a humming sound, a beam of light like a laser shot towards the Demon Lord who had just landed. Looking at the power, as long as it hits the Demon Lord, it can at least seriously injure him!

There was a sound of crushing gravel. After suffering a liver-destroying blow from Pan Chengfeng, the Demon Lord stood up as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the oncoming beam of light, the Demon Lord raised one hand and said lightly: "Spell: Annihilation." As soon as the words fell, a circular black vortex suddenly appeared in front of the Demon Lord.

The combined attack of Shangguan Heng and his companions hit the vortex and immediately began to dissipate. Within a few breaths, the full-strength attack of the five Void Refining monks was dissolved.

Shangguan Heng's hands and feet were cold, and he muttered, "Not only has he mastered the 'Words Come True', his spells are simply the nemesis of our magic. How can we defeat him?"

Pan Chengfeng was also extremely shocked, thinking to himself: "Is this also cheating? The full-strength attack of Shangguan Heng and the other four was actually resolved like this?"

After the Demon Lord resolved Shangguan Heng's attack, he dusted himself off and said, "Your physical strength is quite good. You can actually hurt me. The last time I felt this way was when I was beaten by a late Mahayana expert of the human race. I don't know how many years have passed. I really have to thank you~"

The Demon Lord stood up and slowly walked towards Pan Chengfeng, laughing strangely, "What you just used seems to be the magical power of our Saint Clan. Where did you learn it? Tell me clearly, or I won't suck your soul. Otherwise, I have a million ways to torture you."

Pan Chengfeng sneered: "You are so arrogant, you have a million ways to suck my soul, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability~"

Pan Chengfeng flashed to Shangguan Heng's side, and with a flip of his hand, two bright red demon-companion grasses appeared in his palm: "Brother, take the demon-companion grass and find a chance to escape later!"

After saying that, without waiting for Shangguan Heng to reply, he stuffed two precious herbs into Shangguan Heng's hands and added, "Help Junior Brother take good care of them, and give Xin'er one of the demon-companion grasses."

Hearing this, Shangguan Heng's eyes suddenly turned red. He knew what Pan Chengfeng was going to do, and hurriedly persuaded him, "It's not that bad yet, Junior Brother, let's think of another way."

Pan Chengfeng shook his head and asked, "Brother, do you have any spells that are more powerful than the one just now?"

Shangguan Heng was speechless. The previous attack was a full-strength attack by five peak-level cultivators. How could Shangguan Heng have a more powerful move? Moreover, the four servants were all injured. After the previous attack, their aura had already dropped by more than half.

Seeing Shangguan Heng was speechless, Pan Chengfeng sighed and said, "This demon is not afraid of our human magic. If the magic can't hit him by surprise, you will die in vain here."

"Then junior brother..." Pan Chengfeng interrupted, "I also have body refining techniques, and physical attacks are still effective on him." Pan Chengfeng turned his head to look at the Demon Lord's lower ribs, which had been left with a deep fist mark by Pan Chengfeng just now, but it has almost healed now.

Pan Chengfeng looked towards the hill 500 meters away and shouted, "Senior Brother Yun, there's no need to hide. Your tricks are useless to him."

Yun Feiyang, who was behind the hill, heard this and showed up. He flashed to Pan Chengfeng's side and asked in confusion, "Brother, do you have any other ideas?"

Yun Feiyang naturally saw what happened just now. He didn't have the confidence that he could kill the demon with one blow. The main reason was that the demon king was not afraid of magic at all.

The Demon Lord in the distance saw Yun Feiyang suddenly appear, frowned and thought to himself: "There is another one hiding? I didn't even find out?! What kind of trick is this?"

Pan Chengfeng originally planned to use Yun Feiyang's swordsmanship to capture the Demon Lord. At the beginning, he put a spiritual robe on Yun Feiyang and let Yun Feiyang hide.

This Demon Lord was so arrogant that he didn't care about a Divine Transformation cultivator at all. Naturally, he couldn't notice Yun Feiyang who was wearing the spiritual robe.

Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Of course there is a way, but you can't help. You and Senior Brother Shangguan go together."

Several people were shocked at the same time. Shangguan Heng said angrily, "No! Even if you need to cover the retreat, I will do it. When will it be your turn to cover the retreat for me?!"

Pan Chengfeng sneered and said, "What's wrong with you, brothers? Don't you know me? Am I the kind of person who would die? If you dare to stay here, you must have something to rely on."

Shangguan Heng said in disbelief: "Then tell me how to deal with the Demon Lord, otherwise I will not leave!"

Pan Chengfeng slowly put away his smile and said, "How can we have so much time? Don't forget, Uncle Yun is still waiting for the Demon Companion Grass to advance! You guys should leave quickly!"

The Demon Lord was slowly approaching, his strange laughter never stopped. He looked at Pan Chengfeng and his group and said, "Are you discussing how to deal with me? Have you decided? I can give you some more time~"

Pan Chengfeng turned around quickly and said with a smile: "Thank you first, senior. Please give us another stick of incense~"

The Demon Lord's smile froze, and he suddenly laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting human boy~ I will give you one stick of incense time, but don't try to run~"

Pan Chengfeng said with a smile: "I promise I won't run away, don't worry, senior~"

Pan Chengfeng turned around and chuckled, "Brothers, hurry up and leave. One stick of incense is enough time for you to leave the center of the ancient battlefield."

Shangguan Heng hesitated for a long time, and finally let out a weak sigh: "Junior brother, can you guarantee that you will come back alive?"

Pan Chengfeng said with a smile: "Brother, what you said is true. Who can guarantee that they can get out alive in the world of withered bones? The demon-companion grass has been found, and there are still many places to go. Brother is now halfway through fusion and can already sense the cracks. Let's take everyone to make a fortune~"

Shangguan Heng did not answer, but stared at Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng said helplessly: "I promise, I will never die easily!"