What kind of misery can exterminate life and make such a tragic cage?

There are men, women and children, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled!

It's like hell on earth, and it's shocking!

Ye Feng glanced around, and there was no black robe as the old woman said.

was hesitating, but saw a black shadow coming towards the opposite tunnel.

"Young man, I advise you not to meddle in your business!"

Before the person walked out, the voice came first. A very deep voice, so low that it didn't seem to come from the mouth or throat, but from the chest.

Like the cry of a crow.

As the old woman had said, the yin cha was shrouded in a black cloak, and even his hands were shrunk in the cuffs, and he couldn't even see his face clearly.

Smelling the breath of the arrival of the yin, the Yuan Shen in the cage wanted to come out of the madness, and turned into a frightened shrink body, and the countless Yuan Shen shrank tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter!

The short, ferocious infant primordial god shrunk into a ball and rolled into the crotch of the others, and the fierce primordial god who had lost half of his lips shrunk his tall and thin body and retreated desperately......

Every fierce primordial god can't wait to shrink himself into a mosquito that can burrow into the gap, and in the cage, the primordial god is huddled into a pile, and the cage that has just been scattered is still slightly crowded, and at this time, a huge open space is vacant in the face of the shadow.

It was an indescribable fear, carved into the bone marrow and deep into the soul!

Ye Feng shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

The shadow under the cloak smiled and said in his low and strange voice: "I am a god and a ghost!

Ye Feng scolded: "You are a sand sculpture, right, why are you so cruel and detain so many primordial gods!"

The voice of the shadow is very terrible at first, but he always likes to rhyme when he speaks: "Because I am wandering around, because I have captured them one by one." Because they are like ants, because this is their fate. Otherwise, there is no logical sentence in language.

Ye Feng figured it out, the yin in front of him was really a sand sculpture, and it was a sand sculpture without the slightest pity!

Ye Feng couldn't stand the cruelty of this Yin Erhe, and drank: "Since you can't speak clearly, then don't talk nonsense! I haven't fought with Yin Cha yet!"

Sacrificing the Yuan Shen out of the body, Ye Feng Yuan Shen appeared in front of him in an instant, and the palace sword in his hand instantly attacked.

The Yuanshen villain and Ye Feng have the same heart, as if they are the same person's left hand and right hand, at this time, Ye Feng's anger Ye Feng Yuanshen also felt it, and as soon as he made a move, it was a merciless storm-like attack.

This is also the first time in a long time that Ye Feng has been really angry!

So many primordial gods, detained one by one, tortured for an unknown amount of time, changed for an unknown number of batches, and I don't know what kind of inhuman means were used, raised like wild beasts, and they couldn't survive or die!

It's cruel!

On the other side, Yin Cha is also a skilled person, tossing and turning, and Ye Feng Yuanshen are attacked and attacked, and they don't give in to each other!

The surrounding gusts of yin wind, from the opening and closing of Ye Feng's primordial spirit, became fierce, and the palace sword drove a wave of energy to fly up and down like a swimming dragon, making the yin difference overwhelming!

Yin Cha used a whip-like weapon, like thick rattan, but listening to the sound of the wind, it was indeed not an ordinary rattan.

It's just that the more I fight, the more Yin Cha feels a little invincible!

Gradually, the yin difference became more and more downwind! In a dodge moment, the whip in his hand suddenly became very long and stretched out, and circled around Ye Feng Yuanshen, like a ring, trapping Ye Fengyuanshen into it.

It seemed to be some kind of peculiar attack skill, but Ye Feng Yuanshen was very experienced in impressing, and he made a plan to deal with it in an instant.

A palace sword lightly touched the ground, and the whole person flew up, relying on the good flexibility of the palace sword, the catapult flew out and was close to the ground above his head.

The roof of this hall is much higher than the two meters of the aisle, as if a huge hole has been dug in the mountain, and it is nearly ten meters high.

Ye Feng Yuanshen flew high into the air at this time, like a huge Kun beast, flying straight towards Yincha.

Yin Cha was shocked!

For a moment, I could barely dodge. The whip in his hand was thrown into the air as if it had a soul, and the snake danced in a circle to block the attack of the sword!

But can a snake be compared to a kunmon?

The answer, of course, is no!

The whip extended more than ten meters, and on the phantom in front of the palace sword, it instantly dissipated like a chicken and a dog!

It turned out that the extension of the whip was actually made of phantom condensation, and it seemed that there was no time to dodge, and he watched the palace sword go straight into the center of his eyebrows!

On the invisible face, there was indeed a hint of a mysterious sinister smile.

The tip of Ye Fengyuan's divine sword condensed and rushed straight down, and the black cloak seemed to be shattered, and it was cut open by a sword.

It was just an empty cloak, and Yin Cha was already standing behind Ye Feng Yuan Shen at this time. The long whip in his hand was held in one hand at this time, and he fiercely bypassed Ye Fengyuanshen's neck and pulled it back hard.

"Carving insect Xiaojier!"

If you don't look at it, you can't look at it, the palace sword backhanded, and the phantom on the sword held with one hand is like a trapped beast, roaring behind you with the swiftness and ferocity of a spirit leopard.

Yin Cha is reciting the magic trick, tightening the whip rope in his hand, and pulling it back hard!

But seeing Ye Feng Yuanshen in front of him, he shouted, "Desperate Fierce Leopard!" The sword in his hand was angled towards his crotch.

Holding Ye Fengyuanshen's neck, he leaned over to dodge, but was shocked to find that this room seemed to have a tracking and positioning system.

A leopard-shaped phantom pounced on himself, hurriedly threw off the whip rope in his hand and retreated, still chasing after him!

retreated again and again, Ye Feng Yuanshen turned around and held the palace sword to force each other, and there was no way to retreat.

Suddenly, the black cloak fell off automatically again like a golden cicada shedding its shell, and this time the Yin Gap that appeared in the distance again was without that cool black cloak.

It was a shriveled donkey-faced man with a hairy mole on his cheek!

How to look at how to play, like a harlequin in a traditional drama, the face is ugly and the facial features are compact and flawed, and the mole with long hair is like the finishing touch!

Yin Cha didn't know what Ye Feng was thinking at this time, and said in disbelief: "Your Yuan Shen is actually so strong!"

Can't you see that such a frenzied person is so polite and flattering?

Ye Feng was about to sneer a few words, but he saw that the gloomy smile was sad and sacrificed a slap-sized gadget.

Pitch black and deep.

Cold light sparkles.

There is a call from the depths of hell.

This is a Yin Si certificate.

(End of chapter)