Knowing that the broken sword in Du Yue'er's hand was the legendary Ancient Emperor's Soul Sword, Mr. Fire was simply crazy, and the sound of laughter was transmitted, shaking many flying space boulders to pieces.

But as soon as he saw this scene, Ling Feng's face sank.

This guy just saw the Soul Sword, and he didn't even touch it, so what did he look like?

Although Du Yue'er collapsed, didn't this old man see that he was still alive?

"Hey, hey, enough laughing, right? When you are a lot older, you can't afford to be like this when you see a little girl with a heavy treasure in your hand, don't you feel ashamed? ”

Ling Feng suddenly spoke, interrupting Mr. Huo's self-absorption.

"Shame? Hmph, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, ......hum,

Mr. Huo sneered, "What you said is right, a strong person like me is indeed ashamed to lose his temper in front of you Condensing Realm cultivators. But if I kill you both, who will know about my disgrace? ”

"Self-righteous!"

Ling Feng sneered, no longer talking nonsense to the other party, and the body wrapped in Yuan liquid crystal steel flashed forward, rushing towards Mr. Fire.

When he was still in the Enlightenment Realm, Ling Feng could deal with the powerhouses of the Yuan Spirit Realm with all his strength, and after he was promoted to the Condensing God Realm, he easily cleaned up the two young masters of the Yuan Spirit Realm in the sky of the Ancient City of the Living Emperor.

At this moment, facing this powerhouse of the second level of the Forging Spirit Realm, the Body Spirit Realm, Ling Feng really wanted to try if he could beat the other party!

Ling Feng has always been brave in battle, although the opponent is a strong person in the physical and spiritual realm, he is not afraid at all, he has a clear vision to launch an offensive, and the whole person is as stable as Mount Tai, and he has a bamboo in his chest.

Bang bang bang!

Rushing in front of Mr. Fire in an instant, Ling Feng did not hesitate and punched out a series of iron fists.

"Little trash fish!"

Mr. Huo was thinking about the good thing of taking the Soul Sword for himself, and he was almost defenseless, when he was caught off guard by Ling Feng, his chest was smashed several times, and his body involuntarily retreated.

"Why does he have so much power?"

Before, Mr. Huo condensed the fireball and didn't let Ling Feng attack him directly, but at this time, he was punched in the chest, and he suddenly felt a burst of tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but feel very embarrassed.

He also thought that he could ignore the opponent's attack, but the opponent's fist was so hard! So ruthless!

"Fire!"

Mr. Fire was furious, and he screamed, and his white hair burned, and the flames grew from small to large, quickly enveloping his whole body.

At this moment, Mr. Fire once again turned into a large fireball, and the degree of its burning was even more fierce than when he had resisted Ling Feng's attack before.

The strength of the opponent's fireball, Ling Feng had already tried, and he knew that just by relying on his fist that had condensed the Yuan LCD Steel, he would not be able to inflict effective damage on it.

He was not reckless at all, and in the face of Mr. Fire's fireball, his body quickly retreated.

"What to do? The flames outside this man are so hot, I can't fight him at close range for a long time......"

Ling Feng thought quickly as he stepped back.

Although he has profound strength and a lot of means, compared to the powerhouses of the Body Spirit Realm, he, a monk of the Condensation Realm, is always on the weak side.

If you don't pay attention to the means, you will always suffer if you are going to collide head-on with the other party in a grand manner.

"Hey, hey! As...... Let the Troll Marquis resist him first? ”

As his figure retreated, Ling Feng suddenly laughed twice, flipped his big hand, and a chaotic phantom appeared in his palm.

In that chaotic phantom, a large tripod lay silently like an ancient beast, the aura of evil in it was swirling, and the big faces of terrifying demons roared, as if they were extremely hungry and thirsty.

"You! Enter the corpse of the Troll Hou, and that old guy is your meal! ”

Ling Feng looked at the most powerful of the many demons and shouted coldly.

Snore!

The demon's big face immediately sank to the bottom of the holy water boiling demon ding, stirring up a violent whirlpool, and a moment later, the huge body of the troll Hou stood up from the boiling holy water.

The Troll Marquis was the powerful Voldemort corpse that Ling Feng put away by the passing when he participated in the outer disciple assessment in the Demon Valley under King Kong Mountain, and was looking for the Flesh and Blood Forging Crystal Technique with Qin Yao.

After Ling Feng repaired the Holy Water Boiling Demon Ding, he put the corpse of the Troll Hou into it, and refined it until now, the muscles, meridians, and muscles and bones of this demon were ...... And so on, all of them have been refined by the holy water boiling demon ding.

The many demonic breaths in the Ding can enter the corpse of the troll Hou at will, manipulate its muscles and muscles, and drive this demon corpse as a physical body.

In other words, the corpse of the Troll Hou has become a puppet, and many demonic breaths in the Holy Water Boiling Demon Ding can be activated.

And the flow of demons has always liked to kill and devour, and the demonic aura in the holy water boiling demon tripod is pure evil thoughts, and there is no other thinking, as soon as Ling Feng heard that he was going to release himself to devour his opponent, he was immediately very excited.

"Whew!"

Invaded by the demonic aura, the three-foot tall troll Hou seemed to be reborn, roared with his hideous head high, jumped out of Dading directly, and stood proudly in the starry sky, like an ancient demon god, Bai Sensen's terrifying eyes stared at the fireball condensed by Mr. Fire, and burst away.

"What's that!"

Mr. Fire was startled when he saw a huge black demon rushing towards him, and with a wave of his arm, a fiery snake instantly flew out of the fireball, like a burning giant whip, and whipped towards the troll Hou Mad*.

Boom!

The fire snake swept fiercely on the body of the Troll Hou, burning a large flame, but at this time, the Troll Hou was just a corpse, controlled by a pure evil thought, ignoring the burning of the flames at all, and continued to rush towards Mr. Fire without care.

Rumble!

During the flight, the troll raised his fist the size of a futon and smashed it into the fireball outside Mr. Fire's body.

Seeing this, Mr. Huo didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly turned his body in a vertical position to dodge the opponent's attack.

"Could it be a demon puppet?"

Mr. Huo looked at the troll Hou who was rushing towards him again, and couldn't help but grit his teeth, his face was extremely gloomy, "I didn't expect this kid to have a hand in playing yin, but the old man is going to have a good time with him!" ”

Just as Mr. Fire was secretly ruthless, the huge body of the Troll Hou rushed in front of this person again, and Hessesen's big bone spur hand grabbed down wildly.

With the wave of his big hand, a yin wind swept up, blowing on the fireball condensed by Mr. Fire, and half of the entire fireball was wiped out.

It can be seen that although the Troll Hou has been dead for several years, his body is still very powerful, and the accumulated demonic qi can still form an attack to this day.

"This demon puppet can't even reach the Spirit Forging Realm, how can it have such a powerful body?"

Seeing the troll Hou sweep away most of his fireball, Mr. Fire was extremely angry and puzzled.

But how experienced is this old man?

Facing the troll Hou who was extremely powerful and fearless of death, he would not collide with the other party head-on, and when he saw that the fire was blown out by the yin wind, he hurriedly retreated.

For a while, this forging spirit realm was the second heavy, and the powerhouse of the body spirit realm only had the power to parry, and there was no chance to fight back.

"The Demon Marquis's Demon Body Crystal Steel is actually so strong? It's horrible......"

Not far away, Ling Feng was really shocked to see the corpse of the troll Hou who was urged by the demonic aura chasing after Mr. Fire and beating wildly.

Witnessing the strength of the corpse of the Troll Hou, he had to admit that the human crystal steel that Rao was refining by himself could already condense the Yuan Liquid, but if he fought with the living Troll Hou, his own human body crystal steel would not be able to kill the opponent's demon body crystal steel.

The demon's physical body is originally stronger than that of a human monk, and the demonic body crystal steel refined by the demon is naturally stronger than the human body crystal steel of a human monk.

"Du Yue'er ......"

Ling Feng suddenly retracted his thoughts, his mind turned, and he turned to look at Du Yue'er, and found that this woman was already suspended in the starry sky with her knees crossed, and she was constantly swallowing the elixir to recover her vitality.

Seeing this, Ling Feng nodded slightly, and also crossed his knees to levitate in the void, thinking quickly.

Ling Feng knew that although the corpse of the Troll Hou was powerful, it was completely impossible to defeat Mr. Fire in the Body Spirit Realm.

The reason why Mr. Nahuo retreated again and again was because he didn't want to collide head-on with the Troll Hou, so as not to cause damage to himself, and he wanted to kill the Troll Hou with minimal or even no loss.

He's just waiting for the right moment.

Like Mr. Fire, Ling Feng also wanted to kill the other party with the least loss, although he had already thrown out the corpse of the Troll Hou and had a certain loss, but for Ling Feng, his own body was the most important, and only with an intact body could he ensure his cultivation progress and quickly improve his strength.

Therefore, it is nothing to him to give up some treasures in the midst of the enemy.

"Yin Wind...... Ha ha. ”

After pondering for a moment, Ling Feng came up with a way to deal with Mr. Fire, he smiled slightly, and with a flick of his cuffs, a black stone suddenly flew out.

Subsequently, the black stone grew larger in the starry sky, and it reached a thousand feet in time without even a breath, as if it had become a black mountain.

This Black Mountain magic weapon was the Yin Jade Mountain that Ling Feng had taken from the Yin Corpse Witch.

At the bottom of Yin Jade Mountain, there was a pitch-black chain connected to the Holy Water Boiling Demon Ding, which could be controlled by Ling Feng.

"Yin corpse puppet soldiers, let's all come back to life!"

As soon as Ling Feng raised his hand, the Great Ding Phantom in his palm immediately spun around, and the demonic chains connected to Yin Jade Mountain began to tremble violently.

Boom! Boom!

On the wall of Yinyu Mountain, there was a continuous explosion sound, and the pitch-black tombs quickly bulged and exploded, and out of it came a group of white-bone soldiers wearing armor and holding spears.

After a while, one side of the entire Yin Jade Mountain was almost filled with white bone soldiers, densely packed, and a strong Yin corpse aura emanated from them, making Yin Jade Mountain completely shrouded in a gloomy black mist.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth hooked up a cold arc, and he pointed at Mr. Fire, who was fighting with the Troll Hou......

Whew, hoohoo!

On the Yin Jade Mountain, thousands of Yin Corpse Puppet soldiers opened their skeleton mouths at the same time, and a black whirlwind swirled up from the Yin Jade Mountain wall, along the leg bones, pelvic bones, and ribs of these Yin Corpse Puppet soldiers...... It rose all the way up to the skull, and squirted out through the fanged jaws.

These Yin corpse qi condensed in the night sky, converging into an extremely cold yin wind, like the giant tail of a black dragon, sweeping wildly towards Mr. Fire.

The fireball outside him had been slightly dispersed by the Troll Hou's blow, and at this time, when he encountered this extremely strong yin wind, the flames were all extinguished.

Mr. Fire's body was also completely displayed, and his face was full of horror!

(End of chapter)