The battle crisis over the years has endowed Ling Feng with sensitive fighting nerves, his right foot was bound, the soul power in his body flowed instantly, and the heavenly sword qi in his hand flashed, cutting the black vine into several sections, and then the white mang sword qi came out vertically and horizontally, twisting the overwhelming rattan leaves into pieces and falling with the wind.

The right hand condensed slightly, and an energy sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and his eyes searched for the attack in the plant around him like lightning.

A huge purple-black iron vine suddenly shot out from the ground, hitting Ling Feng's throat, the spikes on the rattan, black swirling, actually had a faint sweet taste, presumably, there must be a deadly poison hidden in the throat that sealed the throat with blood.

"Poison Vine Witch!" Ling Feng already knew what kind of undead this was, the poisonous spirit vine witch, also known as the whip of death, which meant that this kind of undead could be transformed into a dark vine whip, and he actually knew the body of this kind of undead, with Ling Feng's previous methods of dealing with the undead, of course, he was able to catch it.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he sneered, his face remained unchanged, the heavenly sword in his hand shot out, splitting the purple-black rattan into two sections, his fingers flicked slightly, and a strong force hit the heavenly sword, and the heavenly sword turned into a streamer in the void, slashing into an ordinary black turf.

"Squeak, squeak......" A sharp scream came from under the turf, and a small shadow jumped out from under the black turf, and the red eyes stared fiercely at Ling Feng not far away.

Looking at this black-skinned and strange little creature, Ling Feng directly gasped, Soul Cloud Peak... A small thing came out of this ghost place, and his strength had actually reached such a point, he really couldn't imagine that Xian'er didn't say that the poison spirit vine witch was only in the early stage of the soul cloud at the highest......

This black creature resembling a tree vine seemed to have the natural ability to possess plants, and in its scream, the black turf plants around it, as if they had been given life, rushed towards it, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

However, the battle didn't take much effort, although Ling Feng was a little surprised by the ability of the Poison Spirit Vine Witch to control plants, but as long as it was a contemporaneous realm, whether it was a human or a ghost, it would never make much waves in Ling Feng's hands.

As soon as the seven-star footwork opened, with the speed of Xunruo's ghost, Ling Feng just swung his sword, and scattered some of the impermeable black vines that wrapped the poisonous spirit vine witch, revealing the vine witch who was slightly thoughtful, maybe it was thinking, why was it in the same soul cloud realm, why was there so much difference in strength.

However, Ling Feng didn't give any explanation for it, he glanced at it coldly, and then swung his sword and slashed it.

Ten breaths later, the Poison Spirit Vine Witch finally let out a terrible howl and collapsed!

Playing with a black bead in his hand, Ling Feng shook his head in surprise and said in a low voice: "It's such a strong power of the dead, if this is placed outside, I'm afraid I don't know how many people will break their heads for it, but in it, it seems to be like a demon core on the continent!" ”

Casually sucked the power of the underworld in the black bead body into his body, feeling the exhilarating three littles, Ling Feng felt a little satisfied, the so-called extreme thing must be reversed, on the outside this is the power of the underworld, but as soon as he entered Ling Feng's body, it turned into a stream of pure natural power.

"No wonder so many strong people seek the undead, the power of the undead is indeed very tempting... However, fortunately, Xian'er was not present this time, otherwise it would be impossible for him to obtain this pearl of the dead! With a slight smile, Ling Feng walked again, this cemetery was full of dangers, and he could not be careless.

Walking through this huge section of the Gray Mist Grassland, there were already two more black beads in Ling Feng's hand, all of which were spirit beads of the undead of the Soul Cloud Stage.

"The undead of the Soul Cloud Realm have already encountered three in this cemetery, and this ghost cemetery is indeed terrifying!" Standing at the end of the small grassland, Ling Feng glanced back at the strange black plant, and could faintly hear the sound of the low-level undead screaming.

Dare to feel that the three undead of the Soul Cloud Stage that he had just eliminated were all leaders of one side, and now those subordinates, seeing that the leader was killed, not only did they not take revenge, but instead began to devour and kill each other, thinking that they were fighting for the right to control this area.

"Without consciousness, the undead are no different from animals that act on instinct!" Sighing and shaking his head, he shot a few wisps of white light in his hand, drove away the few undead who were hanging behind him, and walked towards the huge valley in front of him that was filled with black gas.

In the cemetery where there were no stars, no light, and no directional indicators, Ling Feng also took out the cemetery guide that he had located several times, so that he did not get lost in this gray-filled cemetery.

With a slight step, the surrounding environment changed instantly, and countless zombies and skeletons immediately flashed in the empty valley mouth, and the sky was also covered with hideous blood ghosts and huge bone winged snake dragons.

A sharp howl emanated from the countless undead armies, shocking the heart.

Ling Feng had encountered such a situation before, so he was not so panicked, his face was as calm as water, he tilted his head slightly, condensed, raised his feet, and took a step back slowly, without hurrying.

With Ling Feng's step backwards, the countless undead army disappeared in an instant, and the miserable howl was also abruptly broken.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Ling Feng carefully looked at the space in front of him, and after a long while, he exhaled lightly: "Domain ........."

After Xiutian reaches the Soul Heaven realm, he can release the qi of his whole body out of his body, resonate with the energy of the outside world, change the surrounding environment, and transform into a space of his own!

Ling Feng was sure that what appeared in front of him at this moment was the realm, but it seemed to be an immovable realm, but no matter whether it was moving or static, as long as he stepped into this realm, he would be attacked by the endless undead until he was destroyed, or he would become a member of the undead army.

"In this cemetery, there is indeed a deadly crisis hidden everywhere, and now even the realm of the Soul Heavenly Powerhouse has appeared!" With a low sigh in his heart, Ling Feng had the intention of taking a detour, but when he raised his eyes to look, he found that all around him was filled with black gas.

He didn't know in his heart whether he would enter another more terrifying region if he turned around.

"I don't know if the soul powerhouse who created this realm is still in this realm, it seems that I heard Xian'er say before that all the undead who are spiritually awake in this cemetery have gone to the Holy Mountain of the Undead..."

(End of chapter)