Qin Xiaobao slashed with a knife, and the figure retreated. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ghost body of the was cut in half by the ghost slashing knife, and the anger on the face of the demon of this half of the ghost was difficult to contain, and the ghost qi on his body was rapidly dissipating, and the purple and black flames were burning.

On the other side, the fat monk was desperately running towards Yan Feng's side, shouting wah, and a large number of ghosts followed behind him, but it was no big deal, with the Buddha's light protection body, these ordinary ghosts couldn't get close to him at all.

Luo Ze was also surrounded by another group of ghosts, but for Luo Ze, these ghosts were just cutting melons and vegetables.

"You guys, you have no grievances with me, why do you want to persecute the old man so much!"

The black and purple fire on the black ghost began to slowly disappear, extremely embarrassed, and similarly, the ghost qi on his body was almost scattered at the moment, if he didn't inhale the yang qi again, and sacrifice those five hundred people, the next wave of purple fire would come, and the soul would be dispersed.

"Do you need any reason for taking 500 people as sacrifices and killing you?"

Yan Feng's eyebrows were cold, and his cold eyes fell on this.

"Five hundred..."

The glanced at the five hundred people on the high platform, all of whom were trapped in his illusion, completely unaware that his life and death were only on the line.

"It should be their honor to be the sacrifice of the old man's demon robbery. ”

The looked at the purple fire brewing in the sky, as long as this purple fire came down, the time would come for his soul to fly away.

"I'm honored, I'm honored that you're a master! According to me, you deserve it!" Yan Feng smiled coldly: "If you cultivate on your own and gather the qi of heaven and earth to become a demon, instead of using the method of sucking yang qi, will you end up like this?"

"You're not a ghost, you don't know the torment of being a ghost!" the waved his sleeves, his expression looked annoyed, and on his body, the ghost qi that had already diffused surged out again.

"Even if the old man is scattered under the demon tribulation, he will pull a few of you!"

The's waist was cut off by the Demon Slasher, and there was a curse of the Demon Slashing Knife at the edge of the knife, and it was impossible to connect again.

His upper body floated up, and suddenly rushed to the sky, and the hundreds of ghosts on the ground, in this instant, all shattered, not one left, all turned into ghost qi and roared up, and hundreds of black qi in the sky, all poured into the body of this black ghost.

In addition, in this whirlpool, there are countless purple flames gushing out, different from the calamity brewing next to it, this fire... It turned out to be obedient to the.

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, this seemed to be desperate, and he completely gave up the ghost and demon tribulation, and wanted to use the power of the ghost and demon tribulation to reach the power of the ghost in a short time.

This power doesn't last long, three minutes at most, and after three minutes the will be gone!

But in just three minutes, the strength of this will skyrocket.

the uncle!

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and at this moment, the fat monk and Luo Ze also came to Yan Feng's side.

The four of them looked at the black ghost who was only half of his body in the air, and his face was full of madness: "Hahahaha! If you don't let the old man become a demon, the old man will let your soul fly away!"

The opened his hands and inhaled suddenly, and the ghost aura of wild hunting emerged.

No way!

Yan Feng suddenly looked at the five hundred people on the high platform, this already didn't care about anything, and the first to be unlucky was of course these five hundred.

He wants to forcibly take away the yang energy of these 500 people!

On his feet, the Big Dipper stepped up, Yan Feng rushed to the high platform, and as soon as he ascended the high platform, in his eyes, these five hundred people had white qi coming out of the gate of heaven and going straight to the black ghost.

"Edict!"

Yan Feng directly pulled out the two Samadhi True Fire Melting Talismans that had been left from his arms, and threw them into the sky, and the Samadhi True Fire passed by, burning the in an instant.

The had a very crazy expression, and just after the channel for absorbing yang energy was cut off, he suddenly rushed towards Yan Feng.

Yan Feng stood in the middle of the five hundred people, feeling the ghost aura on the that was several times stronger than before, and his brows furrowed.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, grandma's, the old wound is not healed yet, and a new wound is going to be added.

"Slash!"

Just when this was about to meet Yan Feng, Qin Xiaobao and Luo Ze also followed, and they all stood on the high platform.

Slash it with one sword!

The roared, for Qin Xiaobao's knife, it was called a hate, and the lower half of his body was cut down alive because of this knife!

A palm lined up at Qin Xiaobao's ghost slashing knife, and a strong ghost aura wrapped in the wind.

"Poof!"

Qin Xiaobao's body was knocked back three or four meters, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

At the same time, behind the, a blue fire appeared, and Luo Ze's body was like a ghost, and the two knives slashed together, and suddenly fell on the's shoulders.

"Roar!"

The had long hair and let out a terrible roar, and Luo Ze's figure quickly retreated, and his whole body retreated.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Feng also slapped out, and the thunder in his palm emitted this golden thunder and lightning, which fell on the with a snap.

"Damn! Damn, shit!"

The was completely collapsed by Yan Feng's several like this.

Originally, I thought that I could easily solve Yan Feng and a few people by gaining the power of almost a ghost in a short time, but I didn't expect that Yan Feng and a few would be so powerful!

Yan Feng's brows furrowed.

To be reasonable, you're just approaching a ghost, not a ghost yet!

As long as it's not a ghost, there's no need to coax it!

Yan Feng drew the last Flame Melting Talisman from his bosom and threw it at the: "Edict!"

The samadhi true fire rose to the sky, instantly enveloping the black ghost's whole body, which was different from the previous purple calamity, this was a real samadhi true fire!

Under the demons, it is impossible to resist!

If it is not burned, it will never be extinguished!

But in the same way, with this fire melting talisman, Yan Feng's face flushed, and he vomited blood... After using two in a row, even if he is not injured, he will collapse due to excessive mana, not to mention that he still has internal injuries in his body.

These few blows have already affected the injuries in his body.

"Ahhh

Samadhi True Fire, Burning into the Divine Soul! The kept sobbing, and the ghost energy on his body was rapidly decreasing when he was only half of his body.

"Dead dead dead!"

Looking up to the sky and yelling, the obviously knew that he had no hope at all, not only that the ghost and demon tribulation had failed, but that he had no way to extinguish the samadhi true fire on his body.

The only thing waiting for him is to be wiped out!

The accumulation of these hundreds of years is gone, and he is unwilling! Honglie's eyes looked at Yan Feng and a few, it was these few people who let himself fail in the ghost and demon tribulation, and it was these people who ruined everything for himself!

Die! Die!

Pointing towards the whirlpool in the sky, the ghost and demon tribulation that originally belonged to him at this time had endless ghost qi falling from the sky and pouring into the top of his head.

At the same time, the's body began to expand and grow infinitely after the influx of ghost energy.

I rub... Self-destructing?

Yan Feng instantly thought of this word, this was infinitely devouring the ghost qi in the ghost demon tribulation, trying to maximize the ghost qi in his body.

Mom, this thing!

Yan Feng's pupils shrank sharply, if this especially explodes, the probability of surviving by a few people is extremely small.

But... What a uncle!

Yan Feng swept the five hundred godless people around, he could go, but these people couldn't go.

At this time, from the side of the high platform, the fat monk finally climbed up.

"Grandma's, this platform is so high, I'm tired of the Buddha!"