The black cat is not sucking Ye Feng's blood again, but the vitality in his dantian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Strange to say, Ye Feng Dantian has two gases, one is the vitality and the other is the yin death qi.

But the black cat seemed to have a spirit, just inhaling the vitality in Ye Feng's dantian, and it was always like being able to avoid the qi of yin death.

As Ye Feng's dantian vitality became less and less, the black cat's green eyes became even greener, exuding two green rays in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the vitality in Ye Feng's dantian became less and less, and without the suppression of the vitality, the speed at which the Yin Death Qi that had been triggered was twisted and flipped faster and faster. When only thirty percent of the vitality in Ye Feng's dantian remained, the black qi suddenly tyrannized and accelerated the speed of distortion, directly breaking through the package of the vitality.

In this moment! The black cat suddenly raised its head, jumped to the side with its hair standing upside down, and stared at Ye Feng with those green eyes.

At this moment, the black silks that originally floated down from the sky actually showed obvious signs of stopping, as if there was something terrible that did not allow the black silk to fall.

Bu Daozi, who was sitting on the right hand of the stone statue, suddenly opened his eyes, showing horror and a thick look of incomprehension. After that, Bu Daozi looked up at the sky for a long time, but finally couldn't understand what was happening, his eyes looked at the battlefield below, smiled coldly, closed his eyes again, and the broken thoughts in his mouth kept changing fingerprints, and the black silk in the white mist fell down again, continuing to control the nearly 20,000 puppets below.

Bu Daozi never expected that at this moment, Ye Feng, who he thought was dead, would undergo earth-shaking changes.

If you can see through Ye Feng's body, you will find that the qi of yin death is rapidly circulating in the eight veins of his Qi meridian, and the internal organs are rapidly failing.

Traces of black blood kept gushing out from the corners of Ye Feng's mouth, but Ye Feng was still motionless, no different from a dead person.

But the black cat on the side stood up black hair, like a hedgehog covered with barbs, and the green eyes staring at Ye Feng seemed to have seen something terrible, revealing a ghostly light of great horror.

Today, Danjong's square has become a sea of corpses. Under Bu Daozi's control, the number of disciples of the Ancient Ye Sect decreased dramatically, from the initial 7,000 to less than 6,000, and from 6,000 to 4,500.

Zhang Jie, who was fighting with his disciples, was covered in blood all over his body, and this blood was his own, and more of it was splashed by killing puppets. And the disciples of the Ancient Leaf Sect had already killed red eyes, and every time they swung their swords, they could splash a line of blood in the air.

The bloody slaughter continued for another quarter of an hour, and when the disciples of the Ancient Ye Sect shrank to less than three thousand, a grim voice overpowered the roar and roar.

"It should also be ...... It's over. ”

Bu Daozi suddenly opened his eyes, swept his venomous gaze at the disciples of the Ancient Leaf Sect, suddenly stood up and raised his hand to grab the sky, only to see the fog in the sky surging and tumbling rapidly, and the black lines in the mist quickly merged into one, and when Bu Daozi's hands pressed down, the black mist surged down and quickly drilled into the disciples of the Ancient Leaf Sect.

This one moment! Everyone in the Ancient Leaf Sect trembled suddenly. I don't know what happened to the two thousand people, after trembling, their bodies stiffened, and even Zhang Jie, who was holding the big knife, threw away the knife in his hand with a bang, and the eyes that originally contained monstrous anger and hatred gradually turned black.

Not only Zhang Jie, but gradually all the disciples of the Ancient Ye Sect turned black, their expressions were dull and wooden, and they took their weapons out of their hands, and fell into a pool of blood.

And the Taoist puppet who was originally rushing towards the Ancient Leaf Sect suddenly stopped, and was not attacking Zhang Jie and the others, as if he regarded the more than 2,000 disciples of the Ancient Leaf Sect as the same kind.

Bu Daozi, who was standing on the right hand of the stone statue, let out a breath of turbidity, put down his hands behind his back. As Bu Daozi stopped pinching, the falling black silk once again floated back into the white mist, at first glance it was no different from the early morning, but it was ...... It's just a little lighter.

"Yes! The strength of the team brought by Ye Feng is not bad. If I hadn't controlled the puppets, they might have been able to kill them all in the end. Bu Daozi didn't look at those early-stage chivalrous men of the Ancient Ye Sect, but swept over the faces of the three hundred mid-stage chivalrous men, nodding complacently and muttering in his heart.

However, at this moment, Bu Daozi suddenly frowned, because a soft meow of a cat suddenly sounded in his ears.

The cat's cry was very soft and weak, so that Bu Daozi thought it was a hallucination, but the next moment Bu Daozi suddenly raised his head and couldn't help but gasp.

The black silk that had been calm in the sky rolled up rapidly, and in this moment, the sky seemed to become an ink painting. In the moment when Bu Daozi was puzzled, a terrible cat cry suddenly sounded, which scared Bu Daozi.

"Bu ...... Road...... Child! You...... Think...... Be a puppet...... Is it? ”

This word suddenly floated behind Bu Daozi, and it seemed that this sound did not come from a person's mouth, but more like it came from the Yellow Spring of Hell, full of the smell of coldness and death.

In an instant, Bu Daozi's face turned pale, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and when the hairs on his body stood upside down, Bu Daozi felt as if a pair of extremely terrifying eyes were looking at him behind him.

Turning around slowly, when he saw a person and an object three meters away behind him, Bu Daozi's eyes suddenly widened, and an indescribable fear instantly filled his eyes.

"Leaf ...... Wind! You...... Your eyes ......, no! No way, you ...... You're dead. Bu Daozi felt that his scalp was numb, and a cold sweat instantly wet his robe.

The person standing behind Bu Daozi to speak was Ye Feng, at this moment Ye Feng was holding the neck of the black cat with his right hand, his expressionless hair stained red by blood was swaying from side to side, and it could be seen through the blood that his eyes had turned black.

"You...... Want...... Become...... Puppet...... Is it? Ye Feng's bloody lips moved slightly, and for some reason his words were a little intermittent, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he had forgotten how to talk in words. And Ye Feng's eyes no longer had a trace of emotion, staring directly at Bu Daozi.

"You...... How did your eyes turn black? Impossible, there is no soul of you among the 26,721 puppets I control. You...... You're not Ye Feng, you're ...... Who are you? Bu Daozi's face was as pale as paper, his body was already trembling violently, and even his voice was sharp.

Before Bu Daozi's words could disperse, four swishing sounds came from all directions, and the four Taoist priests who had never participated in the battle stood in four directions on the huge Dan furnace in an instant, and they all frowned and stared at Ye Feng with black eyes.

"I want to ...... You're all willing...... Become a puppet, right? ”

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