For not killing Ye Feng with one knife, Fu Hongxue did not have the slightest astonishment and surprise on his face.

"I said, let's be considered to be through hardship together, should we be so ruthless?" Ye Feng looked at Fu Hongxue with a strange expression.

"He has ill will towards me!" Fu Hongxue's afterglow fell on Guo Tianyou, who was held down by Ye Feng's shoulder.

"Okay!"

Ye Feng shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Although Tianyou has malicious intentions towards you, it is not your turn to discipline you!" ”

"Boom!"

As soon as he shook it off, Ye Feng's face was full of forest, and his eyes were completely covered with blue light.

Fu Hongxue, who had been expressionless, changed her face slightly, her right hand was tightly clasped on the hilt of the knife, and the blood in her eyes was tumbling violently.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly!

The sound of the knife being drawn sounded again.

"Illusion?" Ye Fengdi's voice sounded from all directions.

In the endless darkness, Ye Feng's blue eyes were unusually bright, "Nightmare Pupil!! ”

In an instant, the black world began to crumble.

At the same time, a cold light fell from the sky.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, "No matter how strong the magic knife is, it is also a dead thing." Fu Hongxue, your own realm is too weak! ”

"Whew!"

Taking a step, Ye Feng seemed to have crossed time and space, and instantly appeared beside Fu Hongxue, pressing his right hand on his right hand holding the handle of the knife.

The huge power was like the collapse of mountains, directly crushing Fu Hongxue's hand bones.

"Bang!"

The dark magic knife fell to the ground, as if it had spirituality, and shook violently.

As the dark magic knife fell to the ground, the blood light in Fu Hongxue's eyes slowly restrained.

Ye Feng's eyelids lifted and looked at Fu Hongxue, "Are your hands okay?" ”

"It's fine!" Fu Hongxue didn't seem to feel the pain, even though the bone of her right hand was pinched off by Ye Feng.

"You were controlled by this magic knife just now?" Ye Feng asked.

"Not really!"

Fu Hongxue was still expressionless, looking down at the dark magic knife that fell to the ground and kept trembling: "My strength is too weak, and the people who are chasing me are getting stronger and stronger." Therefore, I want to use the power of the magic knife to improve my strength. ”

"Aren't you afraid of being controlled by the magic knife?"

"In the final analysis, the magic knife is just a weapon, even if it has spirituality, it can't completely control me!" Speaking of this, Fu Hongxue's narrow eyes flowed with confidence.

"You're walking a tightrope on a cliff!"

Fu Hongxue shook her head, did not continue to dwell on this topic, raised her gaze, crossed Ye Feng, and looked at Guo Tianyou.

Even though Fu Hongxue had countless questions in her heart, she didn't ask, just said, "You are just like me, you are playing with fire." ”

Ye Feng smiled in a low voice, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said, "If you want to improve your strength, I have a way!" ”

Fu Hongxue's eyelids lifted and met Ye Feng's smiling gaze, "You want to turn me into a zombie?" ”

"That's right!" Ye Feng didn't deny it, nodded, and said, "I believe that as long as you become a zombie, your strength will increase wildly." Of course, you don't need to worry about intelligence, you just know by looking at me. ”

With his right hand raised, Ye Feng pointed at Guo Tianyou and said, "Soon, his spiritual wisdom will also be opened." ”

Fu Hongxue's eyes flickered, and finally shook her head and said, "I don't want to become a zombie!" ”

With that, Fu Hongxue bent down and picked up the dark magic knife that had fallen to the ground.

"Buzz!"

was picked up by Fu Hongxue, and the magic knife vibrated violently, exuding fluctuations of pleasure.

In an instant, the bloody light in Fu Hongxue's eyes resurfaced.

The blood light rolled, revealing evil and demonic, and it seemed to contain a monstrous evil spirit.

Looking at Ye Feng, who was frowning, Fu Hongxue's voice was indifferent, "Mr. Ye, I can cooperate!" ”

"Cooperation?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, Fu Hongxue in this state made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's cooperation!"

Fu Hongxue's right wrist, which was pinched off by Ye Feng, actually recovered quickly.

"You're a zombie and you need to suck blood. And I need to be dead and improve myself through the magic knife! Fu Hongxuedi's voice seemed to have magical power.

"Okay, let's cooperate!"

Ye Feng suddenly laughed, his gaze fell on the dark magic knife, he was very curious, what this magic knife would eventually turn Fu Hongxue into.

Hearing Ye Feng's promise, Fu Hongxue held the magic knife in her hand and walked forward slowly.

Ye Feng followed behind Fu Hongxue slowly, his eyes full of thought.

As for Guo Tianyou, he walked behind Ye Feng in a daze.

"Wait!"

After thinking about it, Ye Feng stopped and took out the thousand-year-old hanging coffin from the system space.

Fu Hongxue's blood-soaked eyes flashed with doubt.

"Click!"

Opening the thousand-year-old hanging coffin, Ye Feng looked at Guo Tianyou and said, "You go in!" ”

Guo Tianyou tilted his head and thought about it, and then lay down in the thousand-year-old hanging coffin.

Closing the coffin lid, Ye Feng carried it on his shoulders and said to Fu Hongxue, "Let's go!" ”

At the same time, in a passage not far from Ye Feng and Fu Hongxue, a young man in a leather jacket sat cross-legged.

The young man looked to be in his twenties, with a head of hair, eyes closed under thick eyebrows, and a long crimson sword between his knees.

The long sword was red, extremely sharp, and exuded a bloody aura.

With the youth as the center, tens of thousands of unjust souls seemed to have been summoned and rushed towards the crimson sword.

In the middle of the sound, the young man slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of blood light flashed in them, and then disappeared.

"It's not in vain that I entered this place with my own artistic conception!" The corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the crimson sword placed between his knees, and his eyes flashed with tenderness.

Fingers lightly brushed the sword surface, and the young man smiled in a low voice, "After absorbing so many unjust souls, you should be satisfied, right?" ”

"Buzz!"

The crimson sword placed between the young man's knees trembled slightly.

"Okay, since you're not satisfied, let's continue!"

With that, the young man closed his eyes again, and the internal force slowly spread to the surroundings.

At the same time, the crimson sword was also filled with turbulent bloody aura, blending with the internal force exuded by the young man, seducing the unjust souls of the Quartet.

Suddenly, a rhythmic sound of footsteps sounded.

It's just that the young man didn't seem to feel it, and he still closed his eyes and cultivated.

Soon, two figures appeared in the passage where the young man was.

Ye Feng carried the huge thousand-year-old hanging coffin, looking at the young man who was meditating cross-legged not far away, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

Ten meters away from the young man, there were more than a dozen dried corpses, obviously devoured by the unjust soul.

Stepper, die!

On the ground in front of a dozen dried corpses, four large characters were written.

The blood light in Fu Hongxue's eyes tumbled violently, as if it was about to flow out, staring at the crimson sword placed between the young man's knees.

At the same time, the young man seemed to feel something, raised his thick eyebrows, slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the dark magic knife in Fu Hongxue's hand.

In an instant, the air between the two of them seemed to freeze, and two volumes of terrifying bloody aura appeared out of thin air.