The enemy who killed his father is on the roof, where can he still sit? I only heard him shout, and he also went to the roof of the house with the Haotian Hammer, and together with Lin Feng, he trapped the Netherghost Envoy, and attacked back and forth, and soon, Lin Feng and Tang Sanfat's entourage came, and two hundred followers surrounded the Netherworld Ghost Mission. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The ghost envoy of the underworld, kill my clansmen, and pay for it with his life."

"Hmph, just you ants?"

The Nether Demon Envoy snorted, put away the long whip, and sacrificed a fierce demon blood banner.

The blood banner is like a bloody wing, waving in the wind and hunting. With a wave of the blood flag, the black mist lingered, and countless fierce spirits, like black dragon waves, jumped around, wandering back and forth, and where the black gas passed, they screamed again and again, as if they were possessed by a powerful ghost.

However, most of the entourage is still really powerful, and after a few waves, they can still stand.

Swish! The Ten Thousand Souls Sword in Lin Feng's hand swung suddenly, and a fierce spirit was cut in half, and it dissipated with a terrible scream.

Tang Sanpang also jumped high, and then smashed down, and another fierce spirit was smashed by him. When the other entourages saw this, they also waved their weapons and sacrificed magic weapons, boom, the earth trembled violently, the sky changed dramatically, the sun and the moon faded, and those fierce spirits turned into smoke and dissipated.

When the ghost saw this, he did not hurry, but saw that he took off the cloak on his body, revealing a shriveled head, like a dried corpse, if it were not for the glint in his eyes, I was afraid that people would think that it was a corpse that had been dead for many years.

The Nether Envoy was undressed, and when he took off his cloak completely, he revealed a withered body, and above his heart, there were actually eight skull talismans.

"The eighth layer of the Bloody Evil Skill?"

Lin Feng's face twitched slightly, he clearly knew what those eight skulls represented!

"Haha, my blood demon has not devoured fresh human blood for a long time, I was supposed to have a full meal today, why don't you serve it quickly?"

"You're going to eat? ! ”

Tang San scolded loudly, stepped forward quickly, and smashed a hammer towards the body of the Nether Demon Envoy, smashing into his heart.

Lin Feng was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Fatty, don't go, it's dangerous."

However, Lin Feng still finished a step, only to see that Tang San Fat had already arrived in front of the Nether Ghost Envoy in the blink of an eye. At that moment, the Netherworld made one of the skulls on his heart eerily light up.

"Be careful!" Lin Feng's face changed drastically, because once the skulls lit up, once they were locked by them, they would be devoured into a percent of their cultivation, and the Netherworld Ghost Envoy had now cultivated eight skulls, if the eight skulls lit up at the same time, then they would be devoured by the eight-layer cultivation, this is the horror of the Blood Demon Skill, and if you want to improve the Blood Demon Skill, you must also constantly suck the blood of the living people.

"This fat man is quite fat, and he actually sent it to the door by himself, which is exactly what I want."

The Netherghost Envoy sneered, and then, the eight skeletons on his heart lit up, as if they had come to life, emitting blood-red light, making a chattering sound, forming an invisible blood-colored devouring vortex, and the blood dance lingered throughout the space, Tang San's fat Haotian Hammer not only did not hit the Netherworld Ghost Envoy, but was tightly sucked by the blood-colored vortex, and the eight skulls were smiling, locking Tang Sanfat's fat deadly.

Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise, and immediately rushed forward with the shapeshifting footwork, and then pushed Tang Sanpang away with one palm, suddenly, that huge force locked Lin Feng, and Tang Sanpang, who had suddenly regained his freedom, turned his head and knew that it was Lin Feng who saved him.

However, now Lin Feng is in danger again.

"Brother Feng."

Tang San Fat let out a quick sigh, ready to step forward to save Lin Feng.

"Young master!"

When Lin Feng's entourage saw it, they were also nervous, and they wanted to come forward to rescue Lin Feng, because Lin Feng was their little master, and if Lin Feng had an accident, they would not have a good life.

Lin Feng raised his hand and shouted: "Don't come here, if you are sucked by his skeleton blood array, it will be difficult to escape, if you don't want to die, don't come over."

After listening to Lin Feng's words, everyone was stunned, and then looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression.

"Yo, why come up when you know the consequences?"

The Nether Ghost Envoy looked at Lin Feng with a playful expression, like a hunter staring at his prey.

Lin Feng snorted coldly and said, "A poor person like you will never know what friendship is, whether it is family, friendship or love, it is a wonderful thing for human beings, for it, even if you pay the price of your life, you will not feel sorry."

"Brother Feng."

Listening to Lin Feng's words, Tang San was moved for a while, and he couldn't wait to slap the Nether Ghost Envoy to death with one palm and rescue Lin Feng, but this was obviously impossible, now that the Nether Ghost Envoy had activated the eight skulls, the power of the eighth level of the Blood Demon Skill had completely burst out, and it was difficult for others to get close to him at all.

"Boy, hand over the Ten Thousand Souls Peak obediently, I think about sparing you from dying, how about it?"

"Haha, do you still want to coax me now? Do you really think I'm a three-year-old? I'm afraid that if the Peak of Ten Thousand Souls is given to you, I'll only die faster, right? ”

"Do you think that if you don't hand over the Peak of Ten Thousand Souls, you will have a way to live? To tell you the truth, if I don't get the Peak of Ten Thousand Souls, no one else can think of it. ”

The Nether Ghost made his face ruthless (it originally looked ruthless), the eight skulls in his heart became more and more dazzling, Lin Feng suddenly felt his qi and blood flowing backwards, and a force was trying to seize his qi and blood and cultivation.

"Haha, boy, since you don't give me the Ten Thousand Souls Peak, then let me suck your body dry."

The Nether Ghost made a hideous laugh, in his eyes, Lin Feng had already become a dead man.

"Ah~!" The intense pain immediately spread throughout Lin Feng's body, and he even felt that even his soul was about to be swallowed up by the Blood Demon Array, and the qi, blood, and cultivation in his body also began to drain.

"Damn it!" Lin Feng was both angry and helpless, and he felt the god of death descend again.

"Brother Kaede......"

Seeing this scene, where did Tang Sanpang and his entourage still sit? Recklessly, he rushed towards the Nether.

The ghost raised his eyes, and a flash of blood appeared, turning into a hurricane, and pounced on Tang Sanfat and those followers.

Yes!

As if they were flying kites, they were swept up by a blood-colored hurricane and slammed into the ground in the distance.

Lin Feng, who was in the blood array, felt that his life was passing, and he whispered unwillingly: "Is it that I, Lin Feng, am going to die like this?"

Lin Feng was unwilling, and the lotus martial soul in his body was even more unwilling, these cultivations that originally belonged to him were actually sucked away by others in vain, even if Lin Feng agreed, it would not agree.

Just when Lin Feng thought he was dead, the Lotus Martial Spirit appeared.

Buzzing! As soon as the lotus martial soul came out, the sound of humming resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the nine-colored petals turned, becoming bigger and bigger, and quickly suppressed the blood demon array.