Hearing Ye Feng's words, Wang Li's face showed a knowing smile. At this time, Ye Feng gave her the feeling that it was so kind, not love, but better than love; It's not a promise, it's better than a promise. She suddenly found that Ye Feng had changed, and the smile on her face was a real smile; The love in this eye is also the real love.

What's the situation, Wang Li's brain is momentarily sluggish. The master he, has really changed, not the kind of change from youth to maturity, but... She couldn't tell how she felt.

It's like a person who likes to wear a mask in everything, and suddenly one day he doesn't wear it anymore and appears in front of you in his original form. It's an honesty, a sense of authenticity, a sense of trust that makes you feel like he's your loved one.

"Hum~" The spirit rhino trembled for a while, and then flew out of the door with a flash of white light. Ye Feng and Wang Li glanced at each other and quickly chased after each other.

Just now, the sun was shining, but now there was a strong wind, and a large number of black clouds were blowing. The black cloud was not a dark cloud, and there was no wet vapor in between, but it was mixed with bursts of birdsong.

No, it's not birdsong, it seems to be... The crow's call.

Yes, it's a crow. But why do so many crows gather here?

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his head to watch. Sure enough, the black expanse was really thousands of crows, flapping their wings overwhelmingly, hovering above the Li family's old mansion, like troops waiting for military orders.

Crows are not mascots, they are very fierce, aggressive, like to swarm, and love carrion, so they are also called: birds of death.

Probably because they can feel the breath of death, so once a large flock of crows appears, it means that death is coming.

Who is Ye Feng? He is the apprentice of the master of the precepts, the righteous son of the heavenly master Zhong Kui, the reincarnation of Mu Tiantong, one of the five great heavenly children, and the greedy wolf star. Will he be afraid of death? Yes. But the god of death in his heart is the king of Hades, Lao Tzu, not the ghost slave ---- black cloak of Laoshizi.

Glancing lazily at Wang Li behind him, Ye Feng turned around and entered the house, moved a chair out, and sat down. Only then did he say to Wang Li: "The Soul Devouring Banner is undoubtedly a spiritual weapon that likes to devour yin souls, but it can't hurt the yang people. Why don't you sacrifice with the lives of these thousands of crows and refine the Soul Eater Banner into a bloodthirsty banner? ”

Wang Li's eyes lit up, and her face became unconsciously excited. Although the Soul Eater Banner is also called the Bloodthirsty Banner, ordinary Soul Eater Banner can only devour some remnant souls in the dark world. Although the two Soul Devouring Banners in her hand have been refined by Baguio, they can't be regarded as bloodthirsty banners, and Ye Feng is indirectly helping her improve her strength.

Whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, its purpose is inseparable from a killing word. Even if it is an ordinary pig-killing knife, if it slaughters tens of millions, I am afraid it will become a divine weapon that ghosts and gods fear.

"I'd like to see how you refined this Soul Eater. If I can really be bloodthirsty, it will not be in vain that I have gone to great lengths to summon these thousands of cute elves. ”

As he spoke, a black-purple mist drifted with the wind, and then landed on the opposite side of Ye Feng. When the fog cleared, a black figure in a cloak was revealed. He stared at Ye Feng and looked at it carefully, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

"Yes, it is worthy of Sirius descending to earth, Mu Linglong was reincarnated, and he awakened the spiritual root at a young age." As the black cloak spoke, he suddenly changed his words and sneered: "It's a pity that you still stopped at the Qi refining period after all. The golden pill has not been completed, and the muscles and veins are blocked, even if it is the great perfection of the qi refining period, what can it do? It's only to blame you for being lustful by nature, and if you lose Yuanyang, I'm afraid it's impossible to condense the golden pill in this life. ”

Hearing the words of the black cloak, Wang Li's heart trembled. What does he mean by that? Could it be said that if the master loses the original yang, he can't condense the golden pill and be reborn? If Ye Feng is destined to have no chance with the Heavenly Dao in this life, then as a ghost slave, wouldn't he have no hope?

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and said lightly to Wang Li: "Don't listen to his nonsense, ordinary people only have seventy or eighty years in their lives, at most, they have reached the peak of martial arts, and if they want to enter the Dao, or condense their qi into a pill, it is unlikely." But who am I? You don't want to think about it, as long as I am willing, there may be three or five hundred years in this life, or three or five thousand years, and if I want to climb the Heavenly Dao, it is only a matter of time. ”

Wang Li thought about it carefully, and the sadness on her face suddenly dissipated. Ye Feng was right, he had successfully awakened the spiritual root, and Mu Linglong had also been transformed and purified. Therefore, as long as he Ye Feng does not die, he will live forever like a green pine and an old vine.

A hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the black cloak, and what he was waiting for was Ye Feng's words. The Three Realms and Six Realms all have a fixed number, long or short, and there will eventually be a day when life withers. But Ye Feng is different, it is originally the spiritual root of heaven and earth, the source of ten thousand trees. Even after three disasters and eight tribulations, it can still break ground and come back to life.

This is the rule of nature, the true meaning of the Tao. Believe it or not, Black Cloak believes it anyway. Therefore, he stretched out his hand, and the tens of millions of crows hovering above the Li family's old mansion rushed towards Ye Feng like crazy, like the wind and clouds, the big waves broke the embankment, and smashed down with their heads and faces.

Wang Li hurriedly sacrificed two soul-devouring flags, recited the incantation, and the flags unfolded with a bang, dozens of zhang long and seven or eight zhang wide. The two flags waved from side to side, like two giant fans, blowing gusts of wind, and even if the crows tried their best, they could not pounce.

Ye Feng knew that Wang Li was not the opponent of this black cloak, so he naturally would not sit idly by. He stood up, and actually reached out to take off the small peachwood sword around his neck, and then held his breath and stared, not knowing what mantra he recited, and the sword immediately became a zhang long.

I saw him pinching the trick with both hands, and silently reciting in his mouth: "Tianluo is tangible, the earth net has no shadow, Qiankun borrows the law, and ten thousand swords return to the sect." Chi! The giant sword that was a foot long immediately transformed into tens of thousands of golden light sword qi, and between the heavens and the earth, all respected Ye Feng's commands, intertwined into a golden net, and instantly enveloped those crows in it.

Wang Li was overjoyed and wanted to remove the Soul Devouring Banner in her hand, but unexpectedly she heard Ye Feng's voice and said, "Sacrifice Flag!" She was slightly frightened in her heart, but she still unfolded two soul devouring flags, inserted them under her ribs, as if she had grown a pair of wings, and rode the wind and flew towards the golden net in the air.

Ye Feng's index fingers of both hands moved slightly, and the golden net parted into a thin slit, and Wang Li took the opportunity to wave the Soul Devouring Banner and drill into it.

In fact, Wang Li's heart was very frightened, because Ye Feng's sword was not extraordinary. It is a demon sword carved from the sacred wood of Yaochi, if a mind wanders and is accidentally injured by it, it will be wiped out in an instant, and it will never be reborn. But she had no choice but to choose to believe without hesitation.

Says who? Since you can't resist, let's enjoy it, right? Bullshit. Wang Li thought, if there was a choice, she would rather not be promoted like this, it would be too dangerous.

Swords fly around, crows float around. Floating? Yes, it's floating. Because Wang Li saw that all the crows trapped in the sword array seemed to be asleep, no longer flying around desperately, but floating quietly. His eyes were blank, motionless, and even his cries disappeared.

However, as she unfurled the Soul Eater Banner, the crows swooped down on her as if they had come to life, and then all of them burrowed into the two Soul Eater Banners.

No! It's not the crows that got into the Eater of Souls, it's the blood of those crows that got into the Eater of Souls. Because Wang Li saw that when those crows pounced on the Soul Eater Banner, their heads actually fell off one after another, and then the blood on their necks gushed out, all of which were poured on the surface of the Soul Eater Banner.

This picture is very weird, it looks like they are deliberately dedicating their blood to the two soul devouring flags in Wang Li's hands. This... It's not like a killing, it's more like a sacrificial ceremony.

In just a few minutes, all the crows in the sky were wiped out, their blood absorbed by the Soul Eater Banner, and those small corpses burned up when they fell, turning into flying ashes and being blown away by the wind.

Wang Li looked at the two soul devouring flags in her hand, at this time, the face of the flags was red, and the tens of thousands of yin souls hidden in them were like monsters that had just eaten enough, roaring with teeth and claws, which made people daunting and frightened.

Ye Feng put away the sword array, then pinched his fingers and twisted it, I don't know what spell he used, and pointed at the two soul devouring flags in Wang Li's hand. The banner was back to its original state in an instant, except that a red skull appeared on each of the original white banners. She couldn't help but feel ecstatic in her heart, and said happily: It's done, the Soul Devouring Banner was really refined into a bloodthirsty banner by Ye Feng.

The eyes of the black cloak flashed, and then with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, he turned into a black monster the size of a truck, and his long mouth roared towards Ye Feng, wanting to swallow him in one gulp.