"Huh!" The figure of Feng Huiliu, who had been standing there without saying a word, suddenly disappeared again, and Feng Qingyang was startled, stumbling on a stone under his feet, and staggered backwards......

Suddenly the cold air hit the body in the back!

The powerful and incomparable demonic aura instantly shrouded the wind!

Feng Qingyang's legs almost cramped, but fortunately, he was extremely experienced in the battle, and he didn't notice it well, and his body suddenly rushed forward, and then he felt a cold shoulder and back, and something brushed his flesh and skin......

The wind cleared his body and slid out like a cannonball a few feet away, and then jumped up like a fish.

He was terrified, and his back hurt fiercely, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off.

Looking up at Feng Huiliu again, he stood there, his fingers were like white jade, but his nails were like ink, and his roots were sharp like swords, at this moment there was blood dripping on his nails, Feng Huiliu raised his hand and licked his nails gently, and the blood stains on his fingertips disappeared in an instant.

He licked his black lips, as if he was eating the marrow, and finally had the first expression on his handsome and charming face, which was an expression of enjoyment......

The wind was clear, and a heart sank.

The wind is really out of his mind! Otherwise, he would never have done such a thing!

Feng Hui Liuyu had told him before jumping into the alchemy furnace, he said that once he became a demon corpse after death, although this shell was still his, the soul inside was definitely not, and it was only that demonic qi that commanded the demon corpse......

No need to ask, the moment the wind returned to the alchemy furnace, the soul began to dissipate, and then the body was taken over by the demonic qi......

This demon corpse was not refined by the Red Lotus Karma Fire, and it must have something to do with Bi Fang sucking up most of the Red Lotus Karma Fire!

He stared at the Wind Returning Breath in front of him, no, maybe it wasn't the Wind Returning Soul at all, just a shell controlled by demonic energy.

The wind is flowing back - it's really gone!

There was probably not a single trace of his soul left in this shell......

The wind is clear, and my heart is full of taste again!

Sure enough, Feng Huiliu tasted the taste of the blood in the wind, and the red light in a pair of sunset-like eyes was even more abundant, and there was a long roar in the sky, flashing towards the wind and lightning!

No way! Feng Qingyang almost scolded his mother, the speed of this demon corpse is countless times faster than that of the king of zombies!

Countless afterimages streaked through the air, so that Feng Qingyang couldn't see its trajectory at all......

He didn't even have time to blink an eye, and the ten pointed fingers of the sword were already about to be inserted into his face......

Fortunately, the things prepared when the wind cleared were quite thorough, what black dog blood, black donkey hooves, silver sword...... He didn't leave anything to do with zombie vampires. At this moment, at such a moment when his life was at stake, he couldn't care about anything anymore, and smashed these things back into the wind like raindrops, blocking his footsteps like the wind.

After using these once, Feng Qingyang once again scolded his mother desolate in his heart, these things against zombies are useless against this demon corpse! And those things couldn't reach Feng Huiliu at all, he just waved his tattered sleeves slightly, and those black dog blood and everything flew upside down to the wind......

Rao is fast to dodge with the clear wind, and he was also doused with the blood of the black dog! The black donkey's hooves smashed on his own head, buzzing his head. Venus is popping up in front of me.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang finally understood that the demon corpse in front of him not only occupied Feng Huiliu's body, but also inherited his kung fu!