Many masters at the scene looked at each other, and secretly said in their hearts: "He committed suicide, do you still want to whip the corpse?" What kind of bad taste is this? Could it be that you can really come back to life? "No one believes this, even if Wu Ming, the first little old man in the world, was defeated under him, but so what, he is not really an immortal.

If so, it won't be caught and detained in the Demon Suppression Tower - even if there is a hidden secret in it, and the skill has not been restored, it is impossible.

Immortals and humans are two completely different concepts.

In terms of magical powers, immortals and humans are indeed two completely different concepts, but Ye Feng's current cultivation is far from returning to the level of an immortal, but he has a kind of divine skill a long time ago.

God according to the scriptures.

Even if his cultivation has not recovered, even if Ye Feng does not use any Spirit Yuan True Yuan, he can still use the Divine Illumination Sutra to resurrect the dead. Not to mention, he had already greatly improved the Divine Illumination Sutra, and its effect was equivalent to that of the Immortal Law.

Ye Feng pointed at the condensation qi as a sword, slashed quickly, and then stopped the bleeding for the monk Wangsheng with lightning speed, seeing that everyone looked at each other, secretly speechless.

Your sister, what is this, corpse abuse?!

Sikong Jiexing's forehead was full of cold sweat, and although his face was as white as paper, what Ye Feng did still made his eyes widen in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Hey, Lu Xiaofeng, what is he doing?" Isn't it crazy? ”

Lu Xiaofeng's hands were resting on Sikong Xingxing's back, and he was constantly pouring internal force into Sikong Xingxing's body, renewing his life, how dare he speak.

Sikong Xingxing shouted: "Lu Xiaoji, I'm hopeless, don't waste your efforts." ”

I don't know when, Hua Manlou had an extra folding fan in his hand, and gently knocked on Sikong Xingxing's head, his expression was calm, and he said in an expectant tone: "Don't talk less, you won't necessarily die, if he really has the art of resurrecting the dead." ”

Sikong Xingxing rolled his eyes and complained, "How is it possible? If he can really save that guy, I'll walk backwards for half a month...... Damn, it's not true, is it? ”

The flag was established, and the slap in the face came immediately.

I saw Ye Feng's right hand pressed on the forehead of the monk Wangsheng, curling his true qi, floating up, and after a while, the two coughs of "cough cough ......" came, and everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, and the monk Wangsheng really came alive!

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone was dumbfounded, looking at Ye Feng blankly.

The moonlight is as old as ever, and the cold wind of late autumn is the same.

The only difference is the surprise and shock of everyone.

Raise the dead!

This, this is really no longer a man, but a god.

In the dead silence, Sikong Xingxing screamed and exclaimed, "How is this possible!" Ye Feng, are you really an immortal? Impossible, how can there be a true immortal in this world! His entire face darkened in the exclamation.

Ye Feng turned his head and chuckled: "You are the star picker, to be honest, I'm not interested in saving you." ”

Sikong Xingxing's face was full of gratitude, and he hurriedly said, "Please don't help!" You have a lot of them, please hold your hand high and don't save me! ”

If others saw Ye Feng's miraculous immortal technique, most of them would be overjoyed, but he was not afraid of Ye Feng's cultivation to the heavens, but he didn't seem to take this life to heart at all, his open-mindedness was staggering.

In addition to speech, it is inevitable to admire.

This is also the pattern and bearing that Ye Feng said before, at the moment of life and death, even Sikong Picking Stars is so fearless, not to mention Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow who have already soared into another world.

Chic, optimistic, funny, and humorous, even in a desperate situation, he will never give up easily. If you want to die, you must also die with grace.

For what you want in your heart, you will regard life and death as nothing!

Where the road is, although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!

Wangsheng, Wendao, Wentian, and Cutting the Sky are all models of drug upgrading, the four of them were originally just second- and third-rate small characters, with the help of the Demon Emperor, in just three months, they directly jumped to a height that was one level stronger than Lu Xiaofeng, but they could never compare to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

That's why...... The difference in the nature of personality.

This is something that cannot be changed from the outside, it is born like this, and with the acquired experience, it is tempered step by step.

Ye Fengha smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'd love to see how a person walks on his feet in three months, so I'll definitely save you." ”

Lu Xiaofeng was about to open his mouth to plead, but when he heard this, he laughed happily.

Hua Manlou laughed, folded the fan in his hand, gently knocked on Sikong Xingxing's head, and said, "Sikong, this time you are lifting a stone to hit your own feet, and you can't complain about others." Interesting, interesting. ”

Everyone knows that Sikong Xingxing likes to gamble with others, and he knows that this person may have an average character, but he regards gambling as his life.

If you make a bet, whether you win or lose, you will definitely admit it.

Sikong Xingxing made a bitter face and muttered, "Hey, this time I have to learn one more skill." ”

Ye Feng raised his palm, and Monk Wangsheng slowly opened his eyes, full of horror and shock, his eyes widened, full of disbelief, he didn't choose his words, and said in a panicked and trembling voice: "You, you...... I—I'm dead...... No way! That's impossible!! ”

Ye Feng looked indifferent, and said: "I seem to have told you that I want you to live to be a hundred years old, what I said has always counted, saying that a hundred years old is a hundred years old, one year less, one day, one hour, a quarter of an hour, not a moment!" ”

"I—I was wrong! Kill me, please kill me! You don't remember the villain, please raise your noble hand and kill me! He had forgotten all the courtesy, righteousness, and shame, and all that was in his mind: begging for death.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head.

Biting.

A despair that went deep into his bones dominated him.

"Grass mother, you killed me!" Wangsheng's eyes were red and he screamed in horror and helplessness.

At the same time, the other three screams of sorrow and horror all sounded, either begging or scolding, all in the hope that Ye Feng would give them a good time, but they obviously didn't know Ye Feng's character.

He was jealous and hateful, before they chased and killed their own will clones, wantonly ridiculed and abused, just this, how could Ye Feng make them feel good?

Sou! Sou!

Ye Feng flicked his fingers, and several loud sounds, Wangsheng, Wendao, Wentian, and Cutting the Sky were sealed, and they could no longer make any sound.

Ye Feng looked at the heads of the various sects who came to the rescue, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's late today, tomorrow I am going to directly enter the palace and slaughter the Demon Emperor." The four of them will be handed over to you first, is there a problem? ”

"No, no." The few people who were stared at, even though they were all elders and heads of various sects, still couldn't help but tremble and hurriedly responded.

"Good." Ye Feng smiled slightly and said, "After tomorrow, I will ask you dignitaries, during this period, no matter what problems they have, whether it is suicide or homicide, I will only ask you, is there a problem?" ”

Domineering and arrogant, self-respecting, but no one dares to refute.

"I didn't ...... No. ”

"Good."

After dealing with this matter, Ye Feng came to Sikong Xingxing's side, activated his true qi, and began to repair Sikong Xingxing's messed up internal organs. With the continuous input of true qi, Sikong Xingxing's face gradually regained its blood color.

The tension of life, little by little, returned to his body.

After a few moments, the stars were back to normal.

Ye Feng smiled and left.

Among the people, there were many who wanted to ask Ye Feng to take action and save those who had been killed before, but under the strong pressure of Ye Feng's solitary dignity, no one dared to speak, even the Great Compassion Zen Master, and he only sighed softly.

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