The thunder fell, and the wailing resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The colorful divine fire in the sky was dispersed, and the sky-covering wings of the immortal god phoenix appeared in front of everyone, the blood rain in the sky, and the sword condensed by thunder and light cut off half of its divine feathers, and the pain was bone-chilling, and the little phoenix struggled non-stop, and from the wound, the violent thunder and lightning lingered on it, and the pain was unspeakable.

The little phoenix is now huge, which can be described as covering the sky and the sun, but the power of the seal has not yet returned, so it is still a child's heart, the wings are cut off, it hurts to the extreme, the big eyes are full of tears, and it descends from the sky to Ye Feng's side, looking at him pitifully, and said: "Ye Feng, the little phoenix hurts." ”

"It's okay, it's going to be okay." Seeing the little phoenix like this, Ye Feng felt uncomfortable in his heart but still comforted, the divine power was running, the power of the fire god was turned on, and the colorful divine fire reappeared around the little phoenix, and the little phoenix felt better. But before Ye Feng could breathe a sigh of relief, the flickering thunder light in the sky reappeared, and he slashed down again, pointing directly at the little phoenix.

"Dare!" Ye Feng was furious, holding the gun against the sky, his speed was extremely fast, with the flames in the sky like a meteor crossing the sky, in an instant, the edge of the thunder light was a hundred times better than before, Ye Feng's thin figure was swallowed by the thunder light, and it was difficult for outsiders to see it at all.

"Ye Feng!" Nie Ziyi and the little phoenix exclaimed at the same time, they followed Ye Feng's footsteps, but they really underestimated the power of the quasi-emperor, and before they touched the thunder light, they had already been rebounded back by a powerful force and blood splashed on the spot, Nie Ziyi was already seriously injured, and it was already very reluctant to even stand on the snow, and the little phoenix was not in very good condition, and the combat power was seriously damaged after the wings were cut off, but Ye Feng was in deep danger, how could he sit idly by?

But at this moment, the boundless aura of the Holy Fall Battlefield gathered in the center of the storm, and a blue light shone, like a bright star in the dark night, and soon showed the momentum of burning the plain, and a sword light actually directly split the thunder and lightning world, and reappeared in a bright and bright world.

"This is the Sword of the Spirit Emperor?" Nie Ziyi said softly, looking at Ye Feng who slowly withdrew from the storm, the uneasiness in her heart was even stronger, although the power of the Spirit Emperor Sword was great, but the power required was also immeasurable, so forcibly using the Spirit Emperor Sword, with Ye Feng's current state, it was needless to say what kind of pressure he would have to bear.

Indeed, Ye Feng's body is very poor now, although he has Ye Zi as a sword spirit, but after a sword, he still feels that all the divine power in his body has been hollowed out, and an indescribable tiredness lingers all over his body.

"Ye Feng......" Nie Ziyi flew to support Ye Feng.

"Don't worry." Ye Feng comforted softly, his divine sense diverged, the main god of the Immortal Spirit Temple had already shown traces, he stood in the void with his hands in his hands, and his plain eyes fell on Ye Feng's body, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile.

The murderous aura penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and everyone in the Holy Fall Battlefield could not move, and the ancestral god of the Immortal Spirit Temple became the monarch who dominated everything, and life and death were only between the other party's thoughts.

"How similar a scene like this!" Ye Feng smiled bitterly, now the situation is the same as in the space of the Divine Tree, the difference is that at that time, the other party didn't know their depth and could bluff, but the same trick was really a little impractical to use against the god in front of him.

The ancestral god of the Immortal Spirit Temple didn't speak, but the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, he wanted to crush Ye Feng and the others alive.

"Why should I, Ye Feng, be afraid of you?" Ye Feng swallowed the blood in his mouth, the Spirit Emperor Sword emitted a warm blue light, the blue light came from the leaves, she was originally the spirit of the Divine Tree, and it was the life form that the Divine Tree could conceive after tens of millions of years of precipitation, it can be said that she contained endless life force, and now the life force turned into blue light and then melted into Ye Feng's bloodline, Ye Feng's face was a little better, and he subconsciously clenched the Spirit Emperor Sword, this unprecedented crisis, he felt the despair of ten deaths.

In the face of real strength, no matter what means are floating clouds!

"Dying?" The Immortal Spirit Temple Ancestor God coldly spit out four words, full of disdain.

Ye Feng was silent, nonsense was useless at this time, and it was the king to prepare for a killing move.

"Actually, you should have died a long time ago in the Divine Tree Space...... But it's not too late! The ancestral god of the temple said softly, the sharp eyes pierced the void and directly pierced Ye Feng's body, originally the saint could regenerate as long as the soul was immortal, but now no matter what efforts Ye Feng made, the pierced chest still could not be restored to its original state, it was really weird to the extreme!

"Ye Feng, how are you?" Nie Ziyi asked anxiously.

Ye Feng was speechless, he was struggling to resist the divine power from the wound, but the little phoenix in the distance rose to the sky, spread its newborn wings, and went directly towards the ancestral god of the temple.

"Little Phoenix doesn't allow you to hurt Ye Feng." The power of the little phoenix has been initially awakened, the tone is no longer like the original milky voice, there is already a bit of majesty of the divine beast invisibly, although it has a simple heart, but it can also see the current situation, Ye Feng's body has been damaged, the little phoenix is also very heartbroken, just as Ye Feng cherishes it, it also cherishes Ye Feng very much, it was Ye Feng who entered the temple and rescued it that had been trapped for ten thousand years, and since then they have been together, and the bonds between each other have long been inseparable.

So seeing Ye Feng being bullied, the little phoenix was very angry, the divine feather covered the sky, in the seven-story pagoda of the void, the power that belonged to it continued to return to his body, bathed in the divine fire, and everything he passed was classified as chaos, and he opened his mouth and roared with a phoenix, the coercion covered the world, and the divine fire was boundless, killing to the nine heavens.

This is a rare realm of annihilation, the phoenix is angry, and the sky trembles.

The Ancestral God of the Temple smiled coldly, "If you and I were in our heyday, we would be more or less afraid of three points, but now that you are only preliminarily awakened, your soul is lacking, so what's the use?" Before the words fell, the thunder crossed the sky, the bright thunder light illuminated the sky, the thunder directly slashed on the huge body of the little phoenix, the little phoenix's body trembled violently, and there was a wail that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the colorful divine feathers fell from the air.

But this was only the beginning, the thunder and lightning were like a condensation of bones, and the little phoenix's body was trembling, and the pain made it almost lose its mind.

"Little Phoenix!" Ye Feng and Nie Ziyi exclaimed, they wanted to rescue but didn't know how to rescue them, the ancestral gods of the temple were too strong, and before him, they were as small as ants.

"The phoenix is known as immortal and can be born in Nirvana, but you will also feel pain like ordinary people, from today onwards, I will let you suffer from thunder and lightning for eternity!" The ancestral god of the temple said coldly, looking back at Ye Feng and the others, the lofty appearance was like a monarch overlooking all beings.

"This is the world of the jungle, there is no need for ants to survive, starting with a few of you today, there will be no more human races in the Nine Heavens."

The voice of the ancestral god of the temple was faint, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but Ye Feng and the others trembled, this is simply a madman, he means to exterminate all the Nine Heavenly Races? You must know that the human race is everywhere, and the number is not more than 10 million? The vast majority of them are mortals who have no power to resist, if this person really wants to kill, the human race has no emperor, and in the face of the butcher's knife of the god race, I am afraid that it will really be ruined.

Besides, this person's strength is too strong, among all the people Ye Feng knows, I am afraid that only Liu Mengying can fight with him, but Liu Mengying's predecessors are far away in the Tianxuan Continent, how can they come here to stop them from killing?

The dark days are coming, Ye Feng and the others are full of gloom in their hearts, and they are unwilling but helpless.

"I hate, give us a hundred years, why should the human race be afraid of you!" Ye Feng is crazy with hatred, their generation has hundreds of outstanding people, Jun Unintentional, Jun Ruolan, Jun Dingdong, Yi Dingzhan, Mu Qianqian, Ding Ling, Nie Ziyi, Lan Lan and Lan Xi...... Each of them is extremely talented, and when they are fully grown, they will definitely be able to rule an era, and they will rule the world, and this madman dares to say that he wants to slaughter tens of millions of human beings?

But what they lack most now is time.

"You don't see that day anymore." The ancestral god of the temple said lightly, the heart of murder has risen, and there is no one who can stop him in this world, slowly raised his hand, and the gods flowed.

"Yezi, can you still hold on?" Ye Feng's heart moved slightly and said softly, waiting for death is not his style, even if he dies, he will drag this person down to the eighteenth layer of hell together, no matter how bad it is, he will be severely injured, so that he will not be able to do anything in a short period of time, and slaughter the human race.

"It's okay, I was originally the spirit of the divine tree, and the spiritual power supply comes from heaven and earth, with my spirit, the blood of the descendants of the Spirit Emperor, and the origin power of the moon god, plus your life, we can hit him hard." Ye Zi manifested her body and said very calmly, because of the ancestral god of the temple, she suffered for ten thousand years, and she was still happy to do it if she could hit the other party hard before she died, but the only regret was that she couldn't see Ye Ling before she died.

"Actually, I have a plan." Ye Feng said softly.

"Before the quasi-emperor, all the means were floating clouds." The wind shock on the side reminded.

"Indeed, this person is the strongest opponent I have ever encountered, maybe Liu Mengying's predecessor can fight him, but she is not here." Ye Feng was also a little discouraged, and continued: "He can't find an opponent among the living, so we have to make a fuss from the dead." ”

"Dead people? What do you mean? Nie Ziyi asked suspiciously, not even understanding Ye Zi and Feng Zhen.

"Even though some people have been dead for tens of thousands of years, what they leave behind is still a powerful weapon for killing! So, I need your help, this is a game of life and death, if you win, the human race can restore peace, if you lose, all of us will die, and there are thousands of living beings buried with you. ”

Ye Feng laughed, the safety of tens of millions of living beings is tied to the body of one person, of course, no one can look at it idlely, Ye Feng is also average, fighting to the death, whether it is a bright willow or a fall into purgatory, no one knows. Thinking about it, Ye Feng set his eyes on the dying little phoenix.

"Little Phoenix, I'm sorry, I want to cause you to suffer again, I really have no choice, if you are resentful, you will kill me every day." Ye Feng's face became solemn, his divine power worked, poof, he himself shattered his body, and the blood mist swayed all over the sky......