Chapter 1210: Atavism

Ye Feng's face was cold. With this punch, he triggered the power of the water. Although the destructive power was not as good as the Heavenly Heaven Fist, it had a wide range and strong suppression, which could weaken most of the power of the blood spears. Si Tu Reading

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Boom!

When the fist fell, an earthquake occurred on the God of War Platform. Brahma roared and retreated, not daring to resist.

The fifteen blood spears were like being stuck in a quagmire. Facing the endless water element power, the terrifying killing aura was constantly being weakened.

Just when it felt that the power of the blood spears had almost disappeared, in a flash, Ye Feng's fist method changed again, and the "Heavenly Heaven Fist" blasted out like a rotten wood, colliding directly with the blood spears.

In the common people's understanding, the flesh against the blade is completely a way of seeking death. However, it was completely different under Ye Feng's hands.

Crack!

The sound of broken metal rang out, and the fifteen blood spears were actually beaten to pieces, and directly became a pair of scrap iron and fell down.

"This human race... is so weird, it actually broke the power of the demon race's domain!"

In the feather race, several warriors who were guiding the martial arts looked at Ye Feng with deep fear in their eyes.

At this point in the battle, their mentality was quietly changing. This human boy who was promoted to the fifth level of the virtual realm on the spot might really be able to defeat Brahma and turn the tide.

Defeating Brahma is not important, what is important is... the opponent's cultivation is only the fifth level of the virtual realm...

"Birdman, it's your turn!"

Ye Feng's long hair flew, rising without wind, and he took a big step forward, with a domineering demeanor.

"You are proud of your physical body and cultivation, I will kill your arrogance, trample your arrogance under my feet, and let the world know that the human race cannot be bullied casually!"

What Ye Feng said was almost murderous. In terms of the physical body that the demon race is proud of, it is conceivable how frustrated Brahma must be to crush it with the power of the physical body.

The sun and moon in Brahma's bloodshot eyes lost their stability and were in constant turmoil. His heart, liver, spleen and lungs were about to explode.

The life-long spiritual weapon that he had refined with his blood and essence, and the secret arts of the demon race that he had painstakingly studied, could not stop Ye Feng and turned into a pile of scrap metal, which dealt him a heavy blow.

"The human race is always an ant in front of my demon race! Well, in this case, this demon will kill you with the most powerful means, so that you can see the true power of my demon race..."

Brahma's body was shocked. He did not look at the blood spear that had turned into scrap metal again. He reached out and grasped the Fang Tian Huaji. His crystallized body burst into a rich purple air, and rune patterns slowly emerged from his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the second rune appeared at the tip of his nose, and the third rune appeared in his throat.

Runes appeared one after another as if they were naturally generated. Under the derivation of demon power, they appeared everywhere in Brahma's body until they permeated his entire body.

Boom!

As the last rune pattern took shape, a terrible and terrifying evil spirit emerged.

It was like coming to a wild world and returning to the ancient battlefield. Brahma's aura had changed.

"This is... the power of the demon race... the power of atavism."

At this moment, even Gu Jian, who had been calm all the time, suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and led several feather warriors to retreat to the edge of the God of War Arena.

Before Gu Jian's voice dissipated, Brahma in the middle had raised his head. At this moment, he was a little bigger, and his dark iron-like muscles covered his crystallized body. His eyes were shining with cold light, and his whole body was filled with an extremely violent aura, which was very different from before.

And under the continuous rune demon power, Brahma was stirred up by a terrible momentum.

This is the ancestral power of the demon race.

A powerful energy that no warrior from any other race can experience except the demon race...

"Zu Kun is reborn!"

Brahma opened his mouth and slowly uttered four words, like a cold and ruthless killing god, and at the same time, he suddenly raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand.

Roar...

One could vaguely hear a roar that shook the world and made ghosts weep, accompanied by endless fishy wind, gushing out of Brahma's body.

From the purple air surging behind him, a dark Kunpeng poked its head out. It was just a phantom, but the huge pressure it exuded made people completely breathless.

It was like a real ancient Kunpeng appeared, looking up and down at the world, looking down at the eight wastelands.

This was undoubtedly Brahma's martial soul. He cultivated the power of Zu Kun and aroused a trace of ancestral power...

Boom...

On the water wave platform outside the tower in the Endless City, the water clan elder Ao Cang and other strong men suddenly opened their eyes that were originally closed, looking at the sixth floor of the tower, their eyes full of surprise.

Although they could not see what happened in the tower, they could still feel the restless power derived from the Endless Tower.

"The demon race... the power of atavism, extremely terrifying power, could it be that the little Kunpeng showed his power?"

The face of the water race strongman Ao Cang was a little solemn. After pondering for a while, he raised his hand and waved it, and a huge crystal stone shot into the air. After a burst of bizarre light, the scene in the sixth floor suddenly appeared in front of his head.

The sudden appearance of the picture attracted hundreds of thousands of eyes.

Most of them were warriors who came to collect money, or those who were eliminated in the first few levels of the Endless Tower. They were idle everywhere, but they were reluctant to leave.

"Is it the human race? Why are the human race fighting with the demon race!"

I don't know who shouted first, and all the warriors stared at the crystal stone picture and saw the situation.

"Isn't this the human race kid who stood up for the two street performers before, and he actually fought with Brahma."

"A waste of the fourth level of the Void Realm, relying on good luck to rush to the sixth level? That's fine, but who gave him the courage to fight against the nine-star demon general Brahma?"

"I'm afraid Brahma will swallow him up as soon as he opens his mouth..."

The crowd soon heard voices of contempt and disdain. Ye Feng's cultivation was too low, and the human race's individual combat power was far less powerful than that of the demon race. Seeing this picture now, it naturally attracted a lot of sneers and ridicule from all the races outside the tower.

Especially after seeing the Kunpeng phantom burst out above Brahma's head, everyone thought that this battle was not only without suspense, but also a bit too childish.

"Kunpeng phantom? That is Brahma's condensed martial soul. It is said that since entering the Void Realm, Brahma has only sacrificed his martial soul once, which was during the last Supreme Demon Palace ranking battle, when he encountered a half-step demon king of the demon race..."

A water warrior pointed at Brahma in the picture and shouted.

"Fighting against the half-step demon king? How did it end up?"

Below, a demon warrior with a red-eyed snake head said proudly: "Do you need to ask? The ranking battle of the Supreme Demon Palace was extremely bloody. Since Fantian is still alive, he must have killed the half-step demon king."

"Haha, a small human race, just a stepping stone. Fantian used his martial soul, perhaps to shock Gu Jian and the others..."

Many warriors nodded slightly.

There is only such an explanation.

In their opinion, how could a mere human virtual realm fourth or fifth level weak chicken force the extremely powerful Fantian to the point of activating the martial soul phantom?

The demon warrior with a red-eyed snake head was full of pride.

This is the power of atavism that is one in a million among the demon race. He had the honor of witnessing Fantian use Kunpeng martial soul that year, and he still has lingering fears to this day...