Ao Bai's corpse was rapidly withering, but the Kunpeng inheritance was constantly condensing, and the scales and feathers on his body were gradually shining, and an astonishing coercion from ancient times was also diffused little by little.

Ye Feng and the others stood not very far away from the Kunpeng inheritance, staring at the Kunpeng inheritance, and no one acted rashly. Everything that this Kunpeng inheritance showed really subverted their cognition and caught them off guard.

Perhaps, what Situ Ling just said was right, it was not a Kunpeng inheritance!

Finally, Ao Bai also turned into a corpse, lying there, the skeleton was white, and there were fine cracks on it, as if it had experienced thousands of years of wind and rain. Only then did the Kunpeng inheritance take the claws off the bones, and hiccups with satisfaction, and the eyes of Ni Yefeng and the others were full of mockery: "A group of waste, they really regard the deity as something of inheritance." It's ridiculous!"

"What the hell are you? How can there be a creature like you in this Kunpeng Vault, and what do you have to do with Kunpeng?" Situ Ling stepped forward, his face serious, staring at the Kunpeng Inheritance and said. Based on the performance of the Kunpeng Inheritance, he had already determined that it was definitely not something of inheritance.

On the side, the Ice Xuanlong also had a serious face and stepped forward. Although the two forces of the two sides do not look at each other well, but here, in the face of such a creature, they can still temporarily stand on the united front.

"What am I?" the Kunpeng Inheritance sneered and said, "You have come to the secret vault built by the deity himself to obtain the deity's inheritance. Now that I have seen the deity, I even want to ask what the deity is? You can't help it, it's a little too anti-guest-oriented. ”

"You? can't be, you can't be Kunpeng! Kunpeng has fallen! What is your identity!" Situ Ling's face changed, staring at the Kunpeng inheritance, and asked urgently. It can be seen that his body is shaking slightly, obviously unable to believe this fact.

On the side, the body of the Ice Dark Dragon froze, and a breath erupted from him. This was because the Ice Xuanlong was restless, and he couldn't even control his breath for a while.

"What kind of dumb riddle are you guys playing, who is he?" Feng Hui asked dissatisfiedly, while Peng Splittian was also full of doubts. They were still young and had not yet had time to know some news. Although he knew that this was the Kunpeng Secret, he didn't think about it.

Ye Feng thought about it carefully, thought of a possibility, his face changed abruptly, he stared at the Kunpeng inheritance, and asked with a hint of uncertainty: "Heavenly Fire Witch Monarch, what does it have to do with you?"

"Heavenly Fire Witch Lord, that's really a nostalgic name. The twelve high platforms that you fought over were also given to me by him. What's the matter, boy, did you get a high platform?" replied Kunpeng Inheritance, looking at Ye Feng with interest.

"You're really Kunpeng. Aren't the ancients dead?, how can you still be alive?" Situ Ling said, he also got a high platform, and naturally he also saw the spiritual imprint left by the Heavenly Fire Witch Monarch, and had a certain understanding of the connection between the Heavenly Fire Witch Monarch and Kunpeng.

"If the ancients are dead, I can't live? Not only me, but a few of the other ten fierce beasts, I guess they are also alive and well. The Kunpeng inheritance, or the Kunpeng deity, said, generously admitting his identity. After all, compared to these people, he is also a senior, and it doesn't make sense to lie to them.

"Since you're not dead, what are you trying to do when you open this Kunpeng Vault this time, and what's in it for you?" asked the Stygian Ice Dragon.

"This time?" Kunpeng smiled, his eyes full of mockery, "Don't think about how special you are. If it weren't for you guys who went one after another to replenish the essence and blood life of the deity, I'm afraid the deity wouldn't have been able to recover to this point. The rules that monks above the Jindan stage cannot enter are only set up to facilitate the deity to devour your essence and blood life. ”

"You ......" the Ice Xuanlong quietly glanced at Ye Feng and the others, motioning for them to move quickly towards the exit of the Kunpeng Hide. It's not that the Ice Xuanlong doesn't want to use his divine sense, but once he uses his divine sense, he will be detected by Kunpeng.

However, it was this look of the Ice Xuanlong, which Kunpeng keenly captured. He sneered and said, "Don't think about escaping from here. The deity has closed this exit. As long as it devours you again, the Buddha-figure will be able to restore his cultivation to the point where he does not have to fear anyone on this continent. ”

With that, Kunpeng roared, and a small bell emerged from his heavenly spirit cover, which he held in his hand and shook gently.

Bell Bell ......

The dull sound of bells resounded throughout the Kunpeng Vault. As the little bell shook, pieces of fragments fell off the little bell, gradually revealing the original face of the little bell.

This small bell is purple-gold, with a golden dragon entrenched on it, a divine phoenix flying, and a black and white Kunpeng sitting on the top of the bell to suppress the Quartet. With the shaking, a white mist appeared around the small bell, like a cloud in the sky, surrounding the small bell, reflecting the golden dragon and the divine phoenix more and more handsome, almost rushing down from the small bell, to suppress the enemy from all directions. As for the black and white Kunpeng, it still sits on the top of the bell and does not show its corresponding wonder. Obviously, today's Kunpeng still can't fully exert the power of this little bell.

However, even this is enough. Just the bell wave emanating from the small bell had already made Ye Feng and the others a little unsteady on their feet, and their ears were ringing.

The bell wave formed by the sound of the bell continued to expand outward, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to all corners of the Kunpeng Secret Vault. Everywhere Zhong Bo passed, the remaining Senbai skeletons on the ground were all shattered and turned into dust. And those monks who were still in the Kunpeng secret vault looking for an opportunity, the moment they heard Zhong Bo, the seven orifices bled out, and they didn't even hum, they fell directly to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Among them, there were some monks who were relatively strong in cultivation, but they could barely resist one or two, but they soon fell down due to their spiritual power, and blood continued to flow out of their seven orifices.

The blood that flowed from the monks' seven orifices did not flow down the ground, but was dragged towards the sky by a force. In the process of flying, the blood continued to shrink, and finally turned into blood beads like crystal rubies, flying towards Kunpeng. These blood beads are the essence blood and vitality of those monks!

As the beads of blood flew away, the monks who fell to the ground and did not know whether they were alive or died withered and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some of the weak monks turned into white bones almost instantly, and they dissipated as soon as the wind blew. And those who cultivated more powerful held on for a few more seconds before turning into white bones and drifting away in the wind.

The huge Kunpeng Secret Vault became silent in an instant, and there was no longer the loud crowd in the first few months when the Kunpeng Secret Vault first appeared. The only monks who can survive are Ye Feng, the three palace masters of the Nine Shadows Palace, Situ Ling, Peng Split Heaven, and Feng Hui, these seven people!

Kunpeng stopped shaking the little bell, and as soon as he let go, the little bell flew back to his Heavenly Spirit cover and blended there. At this time, the blood beads also happened to come to the top of Kunpeng's head.

I saw him raise his head and suck it, and the dense blood beads of no less than thousands entered his mouth like a milk swallow returning to its nest, and were refined by him, helping him to cultivate and recover again.

Sure enough, after devouring these thousands of blood beads, the momentum on Kunpeng's body increased again, directly surpassing the aura coercion of the Jindan stage cultivator, and came to the second refining yuan infant stage!

He leaned at Ni Yefeng and the others, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and greed flashed in his eyes. I only heard him say: "I can feel that your essence and blood have improved me the most. Let me swallow you!"