Ye Feng showed a look of surprise, only to see that the Ten Thousand Wind Blades appeared above the void, blurring the entire sky. 800book[800]

"Hurry!"

I saw that the middle-aged Confucian student's hands waved, and he read lightly in his mouth.

As the words fell, all the wind blades were like a storm, like monsters simulated by Ye Feng.

The next moment, Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, his divine thoughts flickered, and he turned into three paths, although these three-headed monsters were fierce, they were not condensed by demon souls, so they needed to be controlled by him in order to exert their magical powers.

I saw that the python suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a stream of crimson streamers.

"Bang Bang ......"

A burst of popping sound came to his ears, colliding head-on with the flying wind blade.

For a moment, the colorful brilliance flickered, and the scorpion-like monster let out a strange roar.

I saw a wave of sound waves surging out. Such a method is also quite extraordinary.

And the monster shaped like a golden silkworm has a mouth, spits out countless golden threads, and protects itself inside.

In an instant, it turned into a golden giant egg, and with the flash of golden light, it crashed into the wind blade without fear.

In all fairness, Ye Feng's means are good, and this transformation technique is also very good, the three-headed monsters all wield extraordinary magical powers, but in the face of tens of thousands of wind blade attacks, they are a little worse.

Whether it's a pillar of light, a sound wave, or a golden silk. It was only about thirty percent offset, and it was wrapped in the remaining wind blades.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a thudding sound, mixed with the roar of the three-headed monster, until it had survived the attack of the wind blade. The streamers all over their bodies dimmed, turned into countless points of light, and gradually disappeared into the void.

"Daoyou is good, but condensing this kind of monster seems to be very consuming, how much vitality do you still have to consume, and how many more can you condense?"

The middle-aged Confucian said with a light smile, but the look in his eyes was full of resentment. Ye Feng's heart moved, it seemed that the other party really hated the Imperial Beast Sect.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng didn't bother with the other party, although this transformation magic power is good, it is very easy to consume vitality, since the enemy is so difficult, of course, it is better to use magic weapons against the enemy.

Ye Feng waved his hands, and a streamer shot out.

Ling Tian's sword flashed, turning into a streamer and slashing towards the opposite side.

This kind of imitation of the magic power of the monk in the winning period is indeed very good, but it is not a real means of the old monster in the winning period, naturally there are shortcomings, the other party wants to depict in the air, must use the power of the yuan stone,

Although in one go, but added together. It's a lot slower.

He used his magic power once, and he could already cast several magic powers, or use magic weapons to attack twice.

And Ye Feng was just a temptation, and now that he saw the weakness, he naturally wouldn't give him a chance to cast a spell.

Ling Tianjian turned into a streamer of light and slashed down towards the middle-aged Confucian Sheng, but there was not the slightest change in Confucian expression.

I saw that the black inkstone flashed, and it had grown rapidly larger.

Then hovered over the body of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"Bang Bang ......"

A thudding sound sounded, and Ling Tianjian slashed down towards the inkstone.

This sword is extremely sharp, and it is not a problem to cut ordinary magic weapons at all, but with the muffled sound, the inkstone does not appear to crack at all.

"Haha......"

The sound of the middle-aged Confucian laughing wildly came to his ears, and I saw his hands wave, and the inkstone turned over, and black ink shot out from it.

A strange fragrance suddenly diffused. Ye Feng's cultivation has a hundred poisonous fires, but he is not afraid of poison. But the aura on the surface of Ling Tian's sword quickly dimmed. The connection with the divine consciousness has also become non-existent.

"Netherland!"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and his face showed a look of surprise.

I didn't expect the other party to have such a treasure. The ghostly aura is also very famous in the netherworld. It is said that it is a collection of evil spirits, and then add the filth of heaven and earth to yin, mix them with each other in the netherworld, and then condense them in a very special way.

This thing is cloudy and cold, if the monk sticks a little. It will be poisoned, but the most terrible thing is its effect on the filth of the treasure, as long as any treasure is sticked, it will inevitably lose its spirituality, and its power will drop wildly.

It is said that there were ghosts in the netherworld back then, who passed through the gaps in space and came here, and the ghostly aura they possessed made the monks suffer enough.

Later, several first-line monks shot together, and finally killed each other.

But the name of the ghostly spirit also made the monks change color, and it is the most evil thing in the world. Read the full text of the latest chapter

How could this treasure of the Netherworld appear in the hands of a human monk.

Ye Feng's expression suddenly became solemn.

Does the other party have anything to do with the Netherworld?

"Master, it's your own carelessness, people have long said that this guy has a netherworld aura on his body. ”

Mengdie sighed lightly, and then said.

"It's me who is wrong. Ye Feng nodded, these days, with the improvement of the realm, he is indeed a little empty-eyed, and he is better when facing the great cultivators, and the first-line heavenly cultivators in the early and middle stages are hardly in their eyes, this is definitely not right, after all, few cultivators who can step into the first-line heaven are fuel-efficient characters. If you have adventures and supernatural powers, you will know that the other party will be gone.

The path of cultivation is not easy, and you can't be careless in the slightest.

Ye Feng was alert to himself in his heart, and Ling Tianjian's light had already dimmed, and while he had not completely lost contact with his divine sense, Ye Feng hurriedly raised his right hand and took Ling Tianjian back.

I saw that on Ling Tian's sword, the light was dim, and some black qi gathered but did not disperse.

Ye Feng injected the vitality, but the degree of absorption of this sword was obviously much slower, it seemed that it was not good to refine it, and it would be difficult to exert the power of the past again.

Ye Feng flipped his palm and put it into the storage bag.

The middle-aged Confucian student's face showed a slight sneer.

The next moment, I saw his magic weapon swing in a row, and wrote three fires in the sky in a row.

Then he slapped it on the storage bag, and dozens of yuan stones flew out of it.

It's all top-grade, Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, this guy's net worth is really far from being comparable to ordinary monks.

At the same time, the middle-aged Confucian also looked a little struggling, the expression on his face was extremely pale, and a mouthful of essence blood shot out, and the essence blood quickly merged with the brilliance emitted by the Yuan Stone, and then was absorbed by the three fire characters together.

The wind rose out of thin air, and the sky seemed to be much darker, and the Confucian scholars were filled with clouds of dark green flames.

The dark green flames, the Chaos Rebirth King's Landing/23488/Each mass is the size of a fist, but there are tens of thousands.

Ye Feng's expression couldn't help but change wildly, feeling that things were a little troublesome, and he felt that his scalp was a little numb, but this was just the beginning. The middle-aged Confucian student's expression was gloomy, but his expression became more and more proud.

Then his hands danced, and from his body, an eerie and cold mist emerged, and the sound of ghostly roaring came from inside, which was very poignant.

Mengdie is not wrong, it seems that this guy really has something to do with the Shadow.

One is a righteous Confucian and the other is a ghost, these two completely extreme types are fused together, which is really strange.

I don't know what the origin of this strange Confucian is.

But now, Ye Feng has long since lost the slightest contempt.

Those ghostly mist enveloped Confucius's body, and the roar of the unjust soul reached his ears.

"Hurry!"

I saw that Confucian pointed with a stern expression, and the tens of thousands of yin fires around him began to condense, turning into a huge virtual form dozens of zhang high.

It was a hideous beast, with two horns on the green ground, a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, and a pair of eyes that were as big as copper bells, and the pupils were also very different from human beings, showing quite slender, with black nails on both hands and feet, faintly emitting a palpitating glow.

Then the ghost roared, swallowing all the surrounding ghost fog into its stomach. A gurgling sound reached the ears, and the phantom began to materialize.

Burst......

The middle-aged Confucian once again spit out a mouthful of essence blood, there was not the slightest blood on his face, but his face was full of excitement: "How about Xiaosheng's Netherworld Skill, although he has only cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, but with the help of Yuanshi treasures, summon the Netherworld Beast, the cultivation of this beast is not weaker than that of the Great Monk, and it is too late for Daoyou to regret it now, rest assured, I will not kill you with a slow mantle and destroy the body of Daoyou." I will grab your primordial spirit, and then slowly drain your soul and refine it. ”

Confucian laughed wildly.

"You are obviously a cultivator of Confucianism, why do you know the secret art of the Netherworld, and there is a cold Yin Soul Qi exuding from Your Excellency, it is that you are not all human. Related?"

Ye Feng watched the other party move, and then said calmly.

Confucian Sheng's wild laughter stopped suddenly, his face showed a bit of curiosity, and a sneering voice came into his ears: "Daoist friends are really smart, you can see that I have combined Confucian immortal magic with netherworld supernatural powers." But I still can't guess my identity, it seems that after so many years, the seven major forces have completely forgotten about my Qin family. ”

"Qin family, what Qin family?" Ye Feng was just pretending to be an elder of the Imperial Beast Sect, so naturally he didn't know what he was referring to, but from his words, he could also hear that the other party had a very good background, and he seemed to have a deep grudge against the seven major sects.

"Forget it, if you still remember my Qin family in Qianzhou, I will definitely continue to send people to chase and kill over the years, how can we recover our vitality, although the strength in the family is less than one-tenth of the heyday, but it has finally been passed on, and my Qin family was the overlord of the thirty-six states of Qiankun back then. There is already the bloodline of the Ten Kings of the Netherworld, and it is natural to be able to perform some Netherworld techniques. Rusheng sneered and spoke, a faint proud light flashing on his face.

Ye Feng didn't understand it at all, what the Ten Kings of the Netherworld, he had never heard of it before, after all, compared to the fairy world and the demon world, the monk really didn't know much about the Netherworld, but Ye Feng seemed to have caught another clue.

Shatter the Void from Wraith Island. The time to return to the thirty-six states of Qiankun is not short, and I don't know much about the human beings who are doing this from another dimension, so I am very puzzled.

The thirty-six states of Qiankun can also be heard from the name, headed by Qiankun and Kun.

And from the ranking distribution, Qian is still above Kun. But over the years, Ye Feng has rarely heard of anything related to Qian, even the seven major forces. Except for the Shenfeng Pavilion, the other six factions are all distributed in Kunzhou.

It's a little weird.

Ye Feng also inquired in the Fang City, and almost no monks knew about it.

With Ye Feng's city mansion, he naturally knew that it contained secrets and even filth, and he was curious, but Ye Feng did not continue to inquire.

First, it has nothing to do with me, and second, if you really figure it out about this kind of busyness, maybe it will lead to disaster.

For cultivators, immortality is the most important thing, and what does it matter if you know it or not?

At this moment, hearing about Qianzhou from the mouth of this middle-aged Confucian student, Ye Feng was somewhat curious in his heart, but he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it, the first priority at present was to eliminate this somewhat strange strong enemy.

Ye Feng's face showed a little chill. And Confucius's expression was also extremely cold, at this time, all his divine consciousness was used to manipulate ghosts, and he could not exert other magical powers.

But enough to be a line of late days. Killing a mid-stage monk, no matter what, there will be no suspense.

"Daoist friends can die with peace of mind. ”

After the middle-aged Confucian said this, the huge monster turned into an afterimage and pounced towards Ye Feng, don't look at this guy is dozens of zhang tall, but his movements are very flexible, and he doesn't look clumsy at all.

Ye Feng's expression moved slightly, of course he wouldn't be stupidly carried by such a behemoth, and the next moment, his body moved, and he walked in four phases.

"Whew......"

The Netherworld monster pounced, no matter how fast it moved, it hadn't reached the point of teleportation.

Ye Feng has already dodged away.

"Huh?"

Confucian Sheng's face was full of surprise, Ye Feng didn't have time to continue to slowly spend time with him here, and then with a wave of his right hand, a remnant sword flew out.

It doesn't seem to be the slightest bit of an eye-catcher. It was even very broken, with cracks all over the surface, but there was a powerful pressure ejecting out.

"It's ......"

Confucian was stunned for a moment, faintly feeling a little familiar. But for a moment, I couldn't remember it.

And Ye Feng naturally wouldn't give him time to think slowly. Hanging the sword in his right hand, he immediately injected the whole body Yuan Force into it.

wanted to kill it in one fell swoop while he was unprepared, so Ye Feng didn't have the slightest reservation, and half of the vitality in his body was sucked away.

"Buzz ......"

The remnant sword trembled slightly, and a strange feeling surged in Ye Feng's heart, this acquired spiritual treasure was as if it had life, and now it was full of spiritual power. But there were bursts of cheers.

This feeling was very strange, but Ye Feng really sensed the fit between himself and the treasure. Compared with the first time he used it, he was much more proficient in dealing with the enlightened monk, and he couldn't tell why, the spirit treasure was really different from the ordinary magic weapon, and it seemed that there were still many secrets. Wait for yourself to find out.

Thinking so in his heart, he didn't affect the movements of Ye Feng's hand in the slightest, and swung the remnant sword like a front.

Rumble......

A crimson earth sword light suddenly appeared, fifteen zhang long, it looked magnificent, different from ordinary sword qi, on its surface, there were countless runes circulating, surrounding the phantom.

This black rune is not unfamiliar to Ye Feng, but what appears in his eyes at this moment is not the slightest resemblance to what he has seen before.

If there is no mistake, these runes do not belong to this realm, and the monks of the human realm may not be able to understand the mystery of this.

The middle-aged Confucian was dumbfounded, it was Ye Feng, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, the first time he dealt with the Dharma Enlightenment Bald Donkey, he didn't see the brilliant sword qi, but he easily razed a hill to the ground, so this time......

At this time, the Nether Monster had just turned around.

In the face of this magnificent sword qi, a trace of hesitation seemed to flash on its face, and then the pair of demon claws poked out, swinging it so lightly as before.

"Buzz ......"

For a moment, the sound of countless ghosts crying wolves came to my ears, and the entire sky suddenly darkened.

Concubine Long!

Immediately after, there was a loud thunderous sound. In front of the Netherworld Monster, strange patterns appeared in dark green, although it was not clear what the specific magical power was, but in terms of its momentum, it was also extraordinary. Even a cultivator in the late stage of the first line of heaven did not dare to provoke lightly.

"Boom ......"

Soon, it crashed down with the sword of the remnant sword.

The two touched, and the middle-aged Confucian was stunned, and the black pattern barely had the effect of resisting. In the face of the sword light, it broke through very lightly, and the sword was undiminished, slashing at the body of the netherworld monster.

It was cut directly from the head, but it did not cut out from the back of the Netherworld Monster, but turned into countless swords, evenly spreading over the entire Netherworld Monster's body, like a sword net.

Ye Feng's expression moved slightly, this was something he hadn't even expected, it was such a terrifying acquired spirit treasure.

Ordinary strength, no matter how sharp it is, is nothing more than cutting the enemy in half.

This is actually not enough to kill this beast, for example, a first-line Heavenly Cultivator, at best, the body is destroyed, and the Yuan Shen can escape.

And the attack just now, at first, was a thick sword. But after hitting the opponent, it turned into a series of sword nets, all over the body.

Then its primordial spirit and physical body must have been slain in one fell swoop.

Ye Feng's mind was spinning, and he didn't understand why he was also wielding the acquired spirit treasure, but there were completely different changes, these subtle mysteries. But Ye Feng never thought about it, and it seems that he has to experience and study it himself.

As the sword net fell, the Nether Monster had already changed, and its entire body began to shatter. After a while, it turned into a small black mist and disappeared into the void.

"You ......"

The middle-aged Confucian opened his mouth, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He did not hesitate to spend a lot of essence and blood, and spent dozens of high-grade yuan stones to invite monsters from the netherworld, but in the end, he ended up like this.

How can it be!

This ghost's strength is no longer weaker than the late stage of the first line of heaven, how can it be wiped out with one blow?

The middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his handsome face was extremely hideous. Just now, in order to condense this thing, he did not hesitate to lose his vitality, and even cultivated it afterwards, but now he has not much combat effectiveness.

However, at this time, Ye Feng didn't know how to talk about the rules, seeing that he was already at the end of the crossbow, and he didn't have much vitality.

In that case, let Mengdie make a move.

The white light flashed, and Dream Butterfly appeared in front of her. Of course. For the sake of safety, Ye Feng would not let the little girl fight alone, and then raised his right hand and released the corpse demon and the pangolin together.

Three against one.

Of course, the task of the two monsters is to protect Dream Butterfly, as long as they block each other's attacks and don't let him escape, this kind of opponent happens to be the opponent of Dream Butterfly practicing secret arts and supernatural powers.

"You ......"

The middle-aged Confucian looked at the three opponents around him, his face was extremely difficult to see, after fighting for so long, it turned out that the other party had not gone all out at all. Purely to amuse yourself.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, was it possible for him to escape from Ascension in such a situation?

But at this time, he still refused to tie his hands, gritted his teeth, roared, his eyes turned red, and he greeted Mengdie.

In his eyes, this woman's cultivation is the weakest, and from her, he may be able to find a breakthrough.

"Humph!"

Mengdie snorted coldly, and instead of taking out the Blood Moon Scimitar, she flipped it with her left hand, and a palm-sized banner appeared in the palm of her hand.

It doesn't need to be much, it's the Soul Suppression Banner.

Immediately, the dream butterfly shook lightly, and the banner rose in the wind, and there were many ghosts inside, mixed with the roar of wild beasts.

And her right hand was not idle, with a string of black Buddhist beads on her snow-white wrist. After the string of Buddha beads was sacrificed, eighteen hideous skeleton monsters were conjured, and between opening their mouths, they shot out a black mist.

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