Text Chapter 1390 Bloodline Curse

"Is he really crazy to sacrifice himself?" the man in black muttered, Yang Feng's madness had reached such a point.

Yang Feng is crazy and ambitious, after his ambition is exposed, everything he does is unscrupulous, but it is still unexpected, Yang Feng is not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

There is no doubt that in the final stage, Yang Feng was the last object of sacrifice, but unlike others who were passively reduced to sacrifices, Yang Feng took the initiative to sacrifice.

In other words, since entering this place, Yang Feng had no intention of going out alive at all, and in order to resurrect that peerless monk, he was willing to sacrifice himself.

"Yang Feng has advanced the time!" staring at Yang Feng's actions, Jiang Feng's eyes flickered.

The battle between him and Yang Feng, let alone life and death, has not even been divided, but it is obvious that Yang Feng has lost his fighting spirit, and he wants to sacrifice himself in the most prosperous state.

Jiang Feng knew that the reason why this was the case was because of his own existence, which caused Yang Feng's calculation to change, otherwise, Yang Feng could have killed everyone here before calmly sacrificing.

"Jiang Feng, you're forcing me!" staring at Jiang Feng, Yang Feng said gloomily.

As he spoke, Yang Feng spat out a mouthful of essence blood, traversing the sky, and the essence blood turned into a blood mist, and was immediately swallowed by the phantom above the void.

That's the bloodline.

Between the two, the blood is connected, and Yang Feng is using his own essence and blood to awaken the return of the ancestor.

He was resolute and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation, even if he knew that he would die here, he was extremely pious.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

……

Yang Feng spewed out essence blood one after another, spurting out seven rays of essence blood in a row, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura around his body quickly became sluggish.

But in this way, Yang Feng's face had an incomparably knowing and satisfied smile, he raised his eyes and looked at the phantom, and in the depths of his eyes, there was an indescribable intensity flowing.

"Kill him!"

"Can't let him continue!"

……

The man in black and the man in white were terrified, they were at the peak of the Endless Transformation Cultivator, how complicated their life experiences were, but how could they have seen such a strange scene?

Yang Feng's smile was gloomy, which made them feel inexplicable, his ambition was too big, to the point that even he couldn't bear it.

Although so far, I don't know why Yang Feng has such a deep obsession and insists on resurrecting the ancestors, this is destined to be a mistake and Yang Feng cannot be allowed to continue.

The two joined forces, both of them shot with the strongest means of attack, one left and one right, and launched a siege towards Yang Feng, but they were not opponents at all.

Yang Feng was already very strong, and after being wrapped in green clothes, he was even more like a divine help, even if his breath was sluggish, like a candle in the wind, but when the man in black and the man in white joined forces, he couldn't even resist Yang Feng's blow.

"Let's run!"

Yun Qi appeared at Jiang Feng's side and said to Jiang Feng, her big eyes looked at Jiang Feng, a little distracted, and more anxious.

Yun Qi didn't know why she was here, but everything in front of her was enough for her to understand what was going on, Yang Feng was incomparably strong, who could be defeated?

Perhaps, escaping is the only way to seek a glimmer of life.

"Escape?" Jiang Feng whispered, he shook his head slightly, looked in the direction of his head, and then shook his head with a helpless wry smile, this is a conspiracy, Yang Feng has a thorough layout, all the monks are his sacrifices, how to escape?

"Can't you escape?" Yun Qi said in a low voice, her tone changing drastically.

Jiang Feng didn't say anything, just nodded, he didn't intervene in the battle between the three of them, but observed the changes in Yang Feng's body.

"Bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

Suddenly, I heard a cracking sound, it was a monk who was kneeling and kowtowing, torn apart by an invisible force, under the impact of that invisible force, the torn monks were torn into pieces of flesh and blood, that is, even the bones were gone.

One by one, the monks' bodies exploded and turned into blood mist, and in an instant, dozens of people disappeared out of thin air, and the rich blood and qi void filled the air, making this place feel like the hell of Shura.

An indescribable tragedy, which made people frightened, and saw Yun Qi's face pale, obviously he had never seen such a scene.

With the death of the monks, Jiang Feng only felt that his divine sense was being pinched by an invisible big hand, and he had an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The heartbeat was accelerating, and the qi and blood around his body were flowing rapidly, as if he was about to rush out of his body, and became out of control, and when Jiang Feng looked at Yun Qi sideways, he saw that Yun Qi's nose and mouth were full of blood, overflowing outward.

One after another sword qi slashed out, Jiang Feng forcibly cut off that connection, and everyone was affected, both the man in black and the man in white were inevitable.

In the case of joining forces, the two were not Yang Feng's opponents, and at this time, they were even more embarrassed, losing and retreating one after another, and they sacrificed talismans to protect them.

However, under the impact of Yang Feng, the defensive magic weapons they used to protect themselves were all broken, and Yang Feng gave people the feeling that he was possessed by the god of war, with the power of God to block and kill the god.

"Bloodline awakening?" Jiang Feng said silently.

Yang Feng took himself as the object of sacrifice, and spit out seven mouthfuls of essence blood one after another to awaken the return of the ancestor.

This is also the reason why Yang Feng will become stronger, in fact, this is the power of the bloodline.

After Yang Feng's sacrifice, his breath was sluggish, but after the bloodline awakened, it was so powerful, and the strength of that peerless monk was enough to glimpse the tip of the iceberg.

That is indeed a generation of masterpieces, standing at the top, no one has ever seen before, and it is difficult to have anyone after that.

That kind of demeanor, with the condensation and evolution of the phantus, is gradually visible, making people irrepressibly admire, as if it is a high mountain, which can never be climbed.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

Yang Feng divided into four figures, and with the final blow, the man in black and the man in white were all shaken back, and the two were defeated, seriously injured, and had no strength to fight.

At this time, the number of monks kneeling and kowtowing is still decreasing rapidly, which is shocking, but it is difficult to stop it at all.

Yang Feng looked over, a thick color of excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes, he stretched out his tongue, rolled away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed wildly.

"I, Yang Feng, have been planning hard for decades, precisely for today...... When you enter this place and disturb the spirits of my ancestors, they all deserve death and cannot be forgiven!"

These words were fast and urgent, extremely gloomy, Yang Feng's face was pale, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at Jiang Feng and the others.

"Are you still delusional about leaving this place alive? You all have to die, none of you can escape, this is what you owe to my Yang family, and the blood debt will inevitably be paid in blood!" Yang Feng roared.

"Why do you want to do this?" Jiang Feng said indifferently, Yang Feng made intimidating words and made a lot of nonsense, he naturally didn't take it to heart.

For Jiang Feng, Yang Feng certainly had a certain threat, but the bigger threat was the phantom that was rapidly evolving, and that was the source of trouble.

"Are you asking me, why do you insist on resurrecting the ancestors?" Yang Feng smiled and said, "The so-called people are about to die, and they also mourn, since you are all about to die, I am very kind, and it is nothing to satisfy your curiosity." ”

"You ......"

Yun Qi wanted to say that you would die yourself, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt inappropriate, so she hurriedly took it back, but she didn't want to anger Yang Feng.

"Listen up!" Jiang Feng signaled.

"The existence of the ancestors, for the generations of my Yang family, is like a high mountain, no one can surpass it, and my Yang family has never had a cultivator since the death of the ancestor immortal, for thousands of years in the future. Just listen to Yang Feng and say slowly.

Speaking of this, his eyes became a little gray.

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was surprised, but he didn't expect that there would be such a hidden relationship.

"There has never been a Void Refining Cultivator, is it a curse, or is it due to inheritance?" Jiang Feng thought.

"This question has never been solved, and it is like a shadow that has shrouded generations of people in my Yang family. Yang Feng said bitterly.

"So, you want to resurrect him?" Jiang Feng stretched out his finger, pointed at the phantom, and asked in a deep voice.

"That's right, my Yang family has been a masterpiece from generation to generation, why should I be trapped in the stage of transforming into a god?" Yang Feng suddenly shouted, he said, "Generation after generation of people, they have worked hard, paid their hearts, and paid their lives, but no one can succeed...... With my current cultivation, I have already touched the obstacle of the highest achievement in this life, you say, how can I be willing, how willing?"

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly in a low voice, knowing that it was no wonder that there was a nameless anger on Yang Feng's body, how could such a secret relationship be as simple as a shadow?

With a noble bloodline, compared to an endless cultivator, he occupied a high starting point at the beginning of his cultivation, but he was trapped in the stage of transforming into a god by a bloodline that seemed to be a curse, and he could not advance an inch.

Jiang Feng somewhat understood Yang Feng's madness, the so-called bell untie hurt the bell tie person, the ancestor of the Yang family was the bell tie man, so if you want to untie it, you must solve it in person.

In this way, it is inevitable that it will be resurrected.

Of course, understanding does not mean that Jiang Feng agrees with Yang Feng's approach, Yang Feng's methods are too bloody, and it is related to himself, Jiang Feng is absolutely impossible to become the object of his sacrifice no matter what.

"I, Yang Feng, have never been invincible at the same level since the beginning of my cultivation, and with my talent, I was able to advance to the Refining Void Void as early as decades ago...... Decades of time are enough for me to achieve the Great Perfection in the late stage of refining, looking at Xingzhou, they are all among the best existences, but now......"

As he spoke, Yang Feng burst out laughing, tears splashing, sad and stunned.

"Whether you are willing or unwilling, today, I, Yang Feng, thank you for your fulfillment!" Yang Feng finally said, this sentence seemed to be his last words, after these words, it was visible to the naked eye that Yang Feng was unraveling, turning into blood light, and rushing towards the phantom shadow on the void...... nt

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