Chapter Seventy-Three: Gangfeng

Yu Hanxiao looked at Feng Yi in fear, his eyes full of panic and anger. He returned to Jiuli, and at the risk of angering his mother and seriously injuring him, he forcibly devoured the power of his master Huandou, and after nine deaths, he relied on his amazing willpower to obtain a gluttonous body and most of Huandou's cultivation.

Entering the realm of the gods in such an instant, I thought that I could crisscross the Great Wilderness and be invincible, but I didn't expect that just after attacking Beidi, I met the young master of Daxia and was defeated.

This was a great blow to his arrogant temperament, and Yu Hanxiao suddenly lost his fighting spirit, licking his wounds like a defeated beast.

On the other side of the abyss, the body of the Four Spirit Giants also slowly disappeared, and Feng Yi fell from the air, his face was pale, and he was obviously a little injured.

Although he won the battle just now, forcibly forming the body of the Four Spirit Giants still consumed Taiyi Ding's great spiritual power, and this consumption was eventually transferred to him.

In a short period of time, he may no longer be able to borrow the power of Shending.

However, Feng Yi sensed that in the dantian, a silver light was changing, and it seemed to be greedily absorbing the power of Taiyi Ding, which was constantly increasing, and gradually showed the prototype of a silver small tripod.

The wind easily fell on the top of the mountain, and a little thunder flashed on his hands, and suddenly dissipated again, which is a phenomenon that can only occur when the power of the thunder is recovering.

When Yu Hanxiao saw it, his complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly recited the magic trick to summon Shending, but his body was empty, where was there still a trace of thunder spirit's breath?

"You...... You snatched the Thunder Ding?" Yu Hanxiao shouted angrily, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What do you mean by robbery? This Thunder Ding was originally my Great Xia thing, and it has been occupied by you for so many years, so it should also be returned to its original owner!" Feng Yi sneered.

"You ......" Yu Hanxiao was extremely injured, and he was hit so hard one after another that he suddenly lost his breath.

He looked at the black light and shadow in the sky, and for the first time there was a hint of pleading and cowardice.

The ghost looked at him coldly, the previous respect was completely gone, and there seemed to be only contempt and indifference in his eyes.

"Prince, rest aside. Although you were defeated, this Great Xia Young Lord also lost his strength for a short time, and the rest will be handed over to the army of necromancy!"

Yu Hanxiao was shocked and angry, but he couldn't speak.

The Charm turned his head, looked down at Feng Yi, and said coldly: "Young Lord of Great Xia, you can defeat the eldest prince, it is really a big surprise to me!"

"Hehe, each other, you demon has been defeated in my hands one after another, and you dare to be so arrogant, it is also a little unexpected to me!" Feng Yi sneered, but at the same time he was a little frightened, the power of this demon is very weird, if he doesn't get rid of it for a moment, the army of necromancy will not stop.

At this moment, although the Beidi warriors are still resisting stubbornly under the leadership of Mankun, many people have been killed or injured in battle, and their strength has weakened sharply, and I am afraid that they will not last long.

The burden of his divine consciousness is too great, and he can no longer borrow the power of the Supreme Divine Ding, and I am afraid that he will not be able to use even the Ming Hong Sword, so his strength will be greatly reduced. But even if it is restored to its heyday, it will not be able to stop such an endless army of necromancy!

Gradually, the Beidi warriors have changed from anger and murderous intent at the beginning to panic and hesitation. In the face of these inexhaustible necromantic soldiers, no matter who they are, they can't face it calmly. Especially when they saw their companions fall one after another, but the enemy's offensive did not slow down at all, but became stronger and stronger, and the will in their hearts began to crumble.

"Brothers, you must persevere. Don't forget, the city is full of our parents, wives and children, if we let them enter the Ghost Capital, then what face do we have to live in the world!"

When the Beidi warriors heard this, a trace of determination appeared on their faces, and they sang the war song of Beihai, and rushed forward with a sense of tragedy. In this rush, they have put their lives on the line.

For the sake of the families in the city, even if you use the corpses to accumulate into a high wall, you must stop the army of undead!

"Hmph, it's just a long breath. "The Ghost Demon still floats in mid-air, like a necromantic strategist, and in his light and shadow, a terrible soul constantly flies down, turning into a new necromantic warrior.

Mankun discovered that the key to the army of necromancy was the demon god in the sky, and he roared and stepped into the ground. The massive impact shattered the boulders and sent him high into the air.

"Demons, go die!"

A crescent-shaped light slashed through the air, slashing at the succubus god. But when the scythe blade approached the black light and shadow, suddenly a sharp shout erupted in the sky, as if it had turned into a sharp sword, and at once the barbarian Kun was stabbed all over his body with thousands of holes.

At the same time, thousands of powerful spirits rushed out, enveloping Mankun, his mouth opened wide, his face kept changing, and his burly body trembled, as if he was experiencing indescribable extreme pain.

"Brother Mankun!"

"General!"

Feng Yi couldn't hold back any longer, endured the sharp pain of his divine sense, and rushed forward with a whoosh. With a flash of thunder in his hand, a silver thunder spirit sword came out and slashed towards the countless unjust souls that were entwined with the barbarians.

In a terrible shout, the unjust soul shattered in response to the sound, turning into countless black points of light, some of which suddenly dissipated in the air, and some of which drifted back to the body of the succubus god.

"Boy, do you want to die so much?"

The succubus demon god let out a strange laugh, and a black fist flew out of the light and shadow, smashing heavily on Feng Yi's body, he was caught off guard, unable to use spiritual power to block, he could only let the unjust souls attack his body, for a moment, he seemed to see the past life of those unjust souls, countless bloody and miserable pictures rushed into his mind, like thousands of needle, extremely painful.

Feng Yi screamed and threw the barbarian kun into the Beidi army, and dozens of warriors rushed up to catch him.

The rest of the people watched Feng Yi struggle in the air and shouted, all of them turned pale: "Your Highness the Young Master!"

"You are looking for your own death, no wonder I am!" The ghost squirm fluttered over, and gave birth to seven sharp thorns composed of countless unjust spirits, stabbing at the great acupoints around him at lightning speed.

Once stabbed, the powerful soul will instantly invade his body, in the past, Feng Yi was not afraid of the Charm Spirit, because he had the power of Taiyi Ding's body, but now the Taiyi Divine Consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and his mortal body was almost defenseless in front of the Charm Spirit.

Just as the seven soul attacks were about to stab Feng Yi, suddenly, the abyss under his feet shook violently, and a majestic roar came from the depths of the darkness, and at the same time, a cold wind rushed up, turning into a huge ice edge, and rushed towards the ghostly spirit.

The demon god was taken aback, and it was too late to attack Feng Yi, so he hurriedly gathered his strength to protect himself. Once he is injured and his soul is chaotic, the entire army of necromancy will immediately collapse, and the tide of battle will be reversed immediately.

He had an order from Yu Hanxun, and if he failed, he would also be punished extremely severely.

The Demon God hurriedly sacrificed a wall of souls and blocked it, while shouting, "Who is it?" Countless unjust souls filled out, turning into a black barrier, blocking the top of the abyss.

But that ice edge flew up without hindrance, and after piercing into the soul wall, the surrounding surging souls were instantly frozen, and finally turned into countless black ice chips in the sound of ding, flying all over the sky.

The Ghost Spirit let out a terrible cry of rage, and he saw that a strong cold air spread over the wall of souls, and all the souls contained in it were frozen and turned into nothingness.

It had taken him countless years to gather the soul power, and now under the attack of this ice edge, it collapsed in an instant.

The demon god was extremely furious, and hurriedly controlled all the souls that spread out to rush towards the ice ridge, constantly consuming the power above. Eventually, the speed of the ice edge slowed down, and the crystal blue aura also turned jet black, and finally shattered with a loud bang.

Beidi everyone was stunned, and they didn't know who shouted: "It's the goddess!"

"Goddess?"

"The goddess has come to save us!"

In an instant, countless mighty and unyielding Beidi warriors actually knelt down at once. With great devotion on their faces, they waited for a long time and finally got the arrival of the goddess!

The Charm Demon lost a part of his soul and was furious in his heart, but he finally blocked the attack of the Dao Sen to the bone. He stared into the dark abyss, full of hatred and anger.

"Shao Si Ming, is that you?"

Feng Yi took the opportunity to return to the ground at this moment, constantly recuperating from his injuries, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, listening to the tone of the ghostly spirit, he seemed to be very familiar with Shao Si Ming, and he was even more resentful of her sudden attack.

A dragon roar came out of the abyss, and then, the incomparably cold air currents burst out, and the continuous black peaks on both sides also continued to tremble under the terrifying power, and the fierce wind swept again.

Those necromantic warriors were caught off guard, and they were all swept into it by the gangfeng, turning into ice crystal-like fragments under the impact, and even the soul power in their bodies could not be spared.

"Shao Si Ming, even if you make a move, I am not afraid of you. ”

The ghost screamed frantically, and countless souls slammed down, turning into a black torrent, with endless resentment towards the cold wind, the two forces collided together, and immediately condensed on the abyss, stalemate with each other, and continued to consume.

But such an attack made the bridge of necromancy tremble constantly, and after another moment, there was a crisp sound, and the bridge of necromancy finally broke.

Hundreds of armies of necromancers fell into the abyss, swept to pieces by hurricanes. The rest of the necromantic warriors were divided into two parts, half on the other side of the abyss, and the other on the other side of the abyss, surrounded by a group of Beidi warriors who were eyeing each other.