Every war fills a place with a mist of blood, and the souls of those who die in the war will follow their own flesh and blood to scatter to the earth, hence the theory of unjust souls.

What's more, this is a battle between monks and monks, and their war is no longer as simple as hand-to-hand combat, and the large-scale battle between monks and monks must be left without grass everywhere they pass.

And at this moment, a certain corner of the East on this continent will face such a crisis at this moment.

But it is worth it to exchange a small sacrifice for the peace of the entire continent, even if it is to destroy the continent, because it will not only bring peace, but also increase the combat experience of the monks who survived the war.

Ye Feng watched the monks on both sides continue to cast spells and throw out their magic weapons; Watching the deaths of the monks on both sides, he never made a move, because he had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to give his own monks a head start.

Feng Qingzi saw Ye Feng who was motionless at this moment, and wanted to step forward to say something, but after thinking about it again, he didn't bother Ye Feng in the end, because he believed that Ye Feng must have his own ideas, and he could keep a cool head in the war, which means that Ye Feng has experienced many wars.

The monks beside Ye Feng rushed towards the monks of the Imperial East Sea one after another, Ye Feng looked at these monks who had joined his team, as if he hadn't seen them, still looking at the changes on the battlefield.

War is a protracted war, and it will never end in a few days.

The war here continued on the first day, and countless supernatural powers were continuously unleashed, and because of this, there were continuous casualties of monks on both sides.

The whole sky has long been dyed blood-red, the moon and the sun in the sky seem to have been dyed red, and the earth at this moment is like being covered with a layer of red cloth, and the river has also become blood-red.

The bloody scene made the monks present explode into blood, and the fight between them became more and more intense, and some even chose to blow themselves up before they died, so that the monks around him were also more or less injured.

And Ye Feng was already standing quietly in place at the moment, his eyes were dead against the spells cast by none of the monks on the battlefield, looking at the power of their galloping magic weapons, and the main purpose was to see how high their cultivation was, and he was somewhat sure of defeating someone higher than his own cultivation.

The second day was also spent in the war, and although it was not as fierce as the first, its casualties did not decrease in the slightest...... There were fewer and fewer monks on both sides, and the remaining monks were becoming more and more combative.

Ye Feng still didn't move, but his eyes were closed at the moment, completely ignoring how dangerous he was, as if he had put life and death out of the way.

Ye Feng, who had his eyes closed, thought back to the memory that Xuanyuan Ruonan had been able to give him, although that memory was that Ye Feng knew the method and power of the Spirit Devouring Method, but every time she devoured a monk, she made different actions and reactions, because these were extremely important to him now.

The third day came quietly, and most of the monks on both sides had been damaged, and most of the troops left behind were supplies, but the monks who survived the battle had completely released their blood, and their reaction speed had already exceeded their limits, so they were already considered "elites".

That night, Ye Feng's body, which had not moved for three days, suddenly moved, and he suddenly galloped towards the monk of the Imperial East China Sea, and performed the ice control technique on the way away.

I saw countless ice dragons several zhang long suddenly appear in the sky, and at the moment they appeared, they roared loudly towards the Imperial East Sea Monk, and then they galloped towards the Royal East Sea Monk.

Feng Qingzi was slightly surprised to see Ye Feng's appearance at this moment, because he didn't expect that Ye Feng would not make a move, and once he made a move, he would leave no way back, such a decisive decision had to make him admire Ye Feng.

"Is it a blockbuster, fortunately, he is just a little doll of Zhuji, if he is the same as me, I really don't know if I have the confidence to defeat him......" Feng Qingzi looked at Ye Feng's galloping body, glanced at Ye Feng with great meaning, and muttered even more in his mouth.

But Bai Shanzi heard Feng Qingzi's muttering, so he coughed dryly, and said to Feng Qingzi in a childlike voice: "I don't think so, in my opinion, he is just a reckless man, if you want me to say that he should go with the determination to die this time...... But that would be fine, and the so-called prophecy would no longer exist. ”

"Nonsense! How can you question the prophecy of your ancestors in this way? ”

"I don't care about you, if you don't believe it, see for yourself."

……

Let Feng Qingzi and Bai Shanzi talk back to each other, while Ling Jingzi looked at Ye Feng quietly with those beautiful eyes on the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Ye Feng spared no expense of all the spiritual power consumption here is the ice dragon on display, and its purpose is to be like Xuanyuan Ruonan, because only when the spiritual power in his body is exhausted, will he exert the greatest effect when he casts the soul devouring method.

In an instant, Ye Feng came to the side of the first monk, and before he could react, Ye Feng raised his left hand and pressed it on his eyebrows, and in an instant, he used the Spirit Devouring Method to suck the spiritual power and vitality of this cultivation into his body.

From a distance, watching the monk quickly lose his life and turn into a dried corpse in the screams, the faces of the three elders of the Ling Feng Sect changed drastically, especially Bai Shanzi looked at Ye Feng directly at the moment and didn't know what to say.

Feng Qingzi looked like he had already understood, and looking at Ye Feng's eyes, the color of appreciation exploded again.

"Do you know what kind of spell it is? Why have I never seen a spell like that? ”

Ling Jingzi patted Feng Qingzi and Bai Shanzi on the shoulders at this moment, looked at Ye Feng with doubts in his eyes, and whispered to the two.

Bai Shanzi heard Ling Jingzi's words, looked at Ye Feng's appearance and frowned, and there was an undetectable light in his eyes, "I have lived for so long, and I have been to many places above the Blue Dragon Star, but I have never seen such a spell," As he was speaking, Bai Shanzi retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky, as if he could see what he wanted to see through the sky, and then spoke again, "If my guess is correct, then this son is not a spell, but an immortal technique." ”

"Immortal! Are you saying that he is performing an immortal technique that only immortals are qualified to practice and cast? But he's just a foundation monk, how could he? ......" Ling Jingzi heard Bai Shanzi's words, and a slight look of disbelief appeared on his face.

And at this moment, Ye Feng's eyes were calm...... After putting this monk of the Imperial East Sea who had become a dried corpse aside, he used the spiritual power in his body to cast countless ice dragons and ice swords.

In an instant, countless ice dragons appeared beside Ye Feng, due to the bloody aura of this place, coupled with the arrival of the moonlit night, Ye Feng had a sense of strangeness at this moment.

I don't know if everyone is having a good New Year's Day, anyway, I'm having a good time!

But the downside is that I didn't come back until 9:30 to write, so let's not talk about it.

I wish you all a happy and happy new year, and subscribe to my book "Sealing the Way Against the Law".

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