Chapter 293: A Moment of Life and Death

"Hehe!" Looking at Gongsun Hong, who turned his body around, Ye Kunwu smiled gloomily: "Do you still want to leave in such a situation?"

Hearing this, Gongsun Hong's face flashed with panic, and from Ye Kunwu's simple words, he could get a glimpse of the strong killing intention!

Although the strong man is arrogant, it is only relatively speaking, once something really threatens his life, the spirit person behaves like a mortal. Gongsun Hong was surrounded by a layer of water, and he fled in a burst of "crackling" tremors, begging for mercy: "Senior Night, I was wrong before, I was blinded by the baby, as long as you raise your noble hand, I will keep what happened here today and no second person will know!"

"Hmph!" Ye Kunwu stood quietly in place, and he was not in the slightest hurry to catch up, and when he heard Gongsun Hong tell him to spare him, he sneered: "Do you say this to yourself? You not only regard this seat as a fool, but also as a good old man with a good heart!"

The tone suddenly turned cold: "I want to compete with this seat for the treasure, but I still want to run for my life?

The Giant God Palm of Moro burst out without mercy, like a five-fingered mountain falling from the sky, and immediately slammed Gongsun Hong below. As soon as the giant god's palm was collected, Gongsun Hong's body was suppressed into a ball, and blood burst out from the cracks in the bones, spraying in all directions!

Shout!

In the midst of the chaos, a finger-long swimming fish suddenly jumped into the air through the giant god's palm, and disappeared into the distance like lightning speed, and it was a hundred zhang away in a flash!

Ye Kunwu smiled coldly: "I have long been guarding against your move! The djinn still wants to escape, let them all stay!"

The space froze suddenly, the invisible soul force wave flickered, and the speed of the swimming fish giant spirit escaped slowed down suddenly, and then another giant god palm grabbed it. Something strange happened, and the fish struggled desperately in the palm of his hand, but he still couldn't break free. The struggle became more and more slow, and finally he had to be reluctant to quiet down. I saw that the swimming fish, which was originally a little illusory and hazy, gradually solidified into substance, and was withdrawn into Ye Kunwu's palm.

Ye Kunwu glanced at his palm with satisfaction, nodded and said, "Yes, the nuclear crystal of a pure spirit-level powerhouse, if you find a suitable alchemist, it is enough to purify the soul material properties in it and refine a fine technique crystal seal." After a pause, he added, "Maybe it could be a 'Unmastered Spirit Weapon'." ”

Ling Feng's heart, who had been watching this scene, suddenly contracted, and a strong crisis enveloped his whole body, and then the speed of the flow of the soul of Zhihai slowed down several times. Obviously, the speed of time in the outside world has not changed in the slightest, but to Ling Feng, it feels as if it takes hundreds of years to lift even a finger, which is so long that it is overwhelming.

"Hmph, stinky boy, you still want to escape?" Ye Kunwu said in a good time, with a posture of cat and mouse at ease.

After carefully admiring Ling Feng, who was trapped and imprisoned for a while, he showed a bit of amazement: "You shouldn't be less than twenty, right? It's really terrifying to have such a cultivation at such an age, it's several times more terrifying than the best talent of the dragon clan! If you are given a certain chance, you can also hope to enter the Great Perfection one day! But——"

"No, though!"

Ling Feng roared violently, biting the tip of his tongue violently, and a bloody arrow spurted out dozens of zhang away, and blood gushed out of his nose like a pillar. Blood poured out, and his mind was lightened, and the frozen state of the sea disappeared for a moment.

The footsteps staggered, and the sizzling electric light burst out on the soles of his feet, enveloping Ling Feng's entire body!

Ye Kunwu showed a look of extreme admiration: "To be able to escape the suppression of my Spirit Domain? What a terrible talent!" He snapped, and the giant god palm with a radius of more than ten zhang enveloped Ling Feng in the blue light, and then fell heavily!

This blow would have killed even Gongsun Hong, who was a spirit person, let alone Ling Feng, who was not even a spirit level?

As soon as a palm fell, the blue light shattered, and Ling Feng's figure was crushed by absolute violence!

"Hahaha-huh?" Ye Kunwu's expression changed in shock, he turned around suddenly, and roared angrily: "Xiao'er, you dare!"

I don't know when, Ling Feng had actually appeared in front of the Earth, Fire, and Wind Sanwei, and the distance was only ten zhang! Seeing Ye Kunwu's spiritual domain pressed again, Ling Feng's eyebrows locked, and the star iron sword in his palm spit out wildly: "The art of sword control, kill!" Heaven and earth are running wildly on the tip of the sword, and the small dots on the tip of the needle contain the boundless mystical and complex rhythm, and the mighty and fierce go straight to the nearest wind guard to kill!

Transformed into elbows and armpits, so fast that people couldn't react at all, Feng Wei watched as the Star Iron Sword pierced into his chest, the sword wound expanded little by little, and the blood spurted out like the most poignant oil painting - bright and dazzling!

It turns out that death is so beautiful-

That was the last thought of his life!

"Okay, good!" Ye Kunwu laughed angrily: "Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion on your back, this courage really makes this seat have to admire! In order to show this respect, this seat has decided to imprison you for a hundred years, and you will be devoured by thousands of insects and snakes to death!"

The tone was solemn, full of bitter chill, Ling Feng fled in front of him and killed one of his subordinates, this move was undoubtedly a slap in the face of him, if it spread, where would the face of the Great Elder of the Bat Sect go?

"Ten thousand insects and ten thousand snakes?" Ling Feng showed a strange smile and shook his head: "That's too cruel. ”

"Haha, do you know that you are afraid, if you beg for mercy from this seat, maybe—"

Without giving Ye Kunwu a chance to make a big statement, Ling Feng said lightly: "I only need to kill your giant spirit clone and damage your own strength!"

"What, little boy, what are you talking about?" Ye Kungo was about to laugh when he suddenly realized that something was wrong—

Threads, wisps, and incomparably cold killing machines are like poisonous snakes spitting letters, and like fierce beasts foraging for food, they are endlessly sticky. There was obviously nothing around them, but in their perception, it seemed as if a cold and sleek body was slowly entangled in their body, and their soft and barbed tongues licked their cheeks, as if they could strangle themselves to smithereens and tear them to pieces with the slightest movement!

Fear!

Boundless fear abounded, I don't know how many years, since being promoted to a Spirit Venerable, Ye Kungo has never been able to experience this kind of fear. Looking at the world, there are not many people who have the qualifications to make him feel afraid!

But now, in the face of Ling Feng, a young man who couldn't even reach the Spirit Realm, he felt fear! Damn, what the hell is going on?

Ling Feng hung quietly in the air, a circle of thread-like black light appeared on his side, obviously there was no movement, but this black light gave people an incomparably palpitating feeling, grabbing people's body and mind as if they had fallen into a deep nightmare, and they couldn't wake up.

The terrifying momentum went straight to Ye Kunwu, freezing all his abnormal movements!