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The screams came from all directions, and these monks, uncooperative with each other, and unprepared at all, in this case, these ghosts and ghosts appeared to be well-trained, and the number was doubled, and the battle was almost unfought. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to 800 (.800book)]

In particular, those ghost Jiao were even more vicious and abnormal, and with every breath of yin qi spewing out, there were always unlucky monks who were blown to pieces.

Today's shape shì is very unfavorable to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng swept it with his divine sense, and the surrounding scene came into his mind.

The figure flashed, and it had come to the side of a ghost Jiao, and the monster reacted very quickly, and its figure moved, turning into a huge black shadow, and facing Ye Feng as a hood.

"Look for death!"

The young man's eyes showed no fear, he stretched out his hand, slapped it in the void, and a strange hand about seven or eight feet long appeared in front of him.

Easily holding the tail of Jiao, the ghost Jiao was naturally unwilling to be restrained, turned around, opened its mouth widely, and a huge pillar of black yin qi gushed out again.

The distance between the two sides is only a hundred zhang, such a short distance, the attack can be said to be instantaneous, and if you change a feather stage monk, you may be able to block it, but you must be in a hurry.

However, Ye Feng was different, and he didn't see any movement, and in an instant, he floated out a few feet away, and the black pillar of light passed by.

The speed of this body method, although not as fast as the legendary teleportation, is also incredibly fast, and it is one of the secret methods in the Nine Heavens Xuangong.

However, Ye Feng pinched his hands, and another huge strange hand several zhang long appeared, but this time it stuck the neck of the ghost Jiao.

Then with the giant hand that grabbed the monster's tail, the tooth-sore sound sounded, accompanied by the screams of the ghost Jiao, and the monster was torn into two parts.

It was not surprising that the Feather Stage Monk could win the Ghost Jiao, but such a violent method stunned the two sides around who were fighting, whether it was the human monk or those Yin Ghost Ghosts, they were all stunned and stopped in unison.

They were stunned, Ye Feng would not show mercy to his subordinates, with a flick of his sleeve robe, seven or eight sword qi shot out, piercing several powerful ghosts, and in the screams, these ghosts from the Netherworld turned into a cloud of green smoke.

At this moment, the surrounding yin spirits all stirred, and their faces showed a look of fear, and they slowly retreated.

"Thank you seniors for breaking the siege. ”

A clear voice came into his ears, Ye Feng turned his head, but it was Chu Zhou who presided over the formation, unlike other rabble monks, the disciples of the Chu family had a very tacit cooperation, several people formed a small sword formation, and fought with the powerful ghosts for a long time, and did not suffer any losses, but killed the two powerful ghosts.

"At this time, what are you polite. Ye Feng glanced at him: "Chu Zhou, you can find a way to gather other Daoist friends and temporarily retreat three miles to defend against the enemy." ”

"Retreat three miles?" Chu Zhou's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Well, although the main formation has been broken by the other party, but in this Yan Qiu Valley, there are still countless small prohibitions, the other party is strong, you can't fight hard, anyway, it's a delay, let everyone rely on the prohibition, and the fight will be carried out, but be careful when retreating, you must take care of the proportions, otherwise it will be a rout. Ye Feng Yin Yin admonished.

"The seniors rest assured, the juniors have their own measure, and they will definitely not mess up this matter. Chu Zhou saluted and patted his chest to promise.

"That's good. Ye Feng nodded, and didn't say anything, the Chu family is worthy of being the number one immortal cultivator family in Youzhou, just such a Nirvana stage disciple can also be in charge of his own and not be surprised, no wonder he is so prosperous, even if it is a famous family, there are very few such talents.

Time is precious, and when the order is over, Ye Feng will no longer delay, his figure flashes, and he has disappeared from the spot without a trace, and pounced on the other ghost Jiao again.

Compared to those ghosts, this monster is even more troublesome, destroy him first.

However, halfway through the flight, Ye Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows, and without warning, he lowered his light, and at the same time, with a single finger, the fiery red rune ancient shield flew out and blocked the top of his head.

Almost at the same time, an arm-thick inky lightning slashed down, and the red light flashed, and it was caught by the ancient shield.

Ye Feng turned his head, but within a radius of a hundred zhang, there was nothing, witnessing the thunderbolt method he had just given birth to the Ghost Jiao, the other Yin Spirits had already dispersed.

"Why, Your Excellency dared to make a sneak attack, but didn't dare to show up?" Ye Feng turned his head and stared in the direction of the left side, his gaze cold.

"Huh!" a slightly hoarse voice sounded, and then a thick ghostly fog dispersed, enveloping a large area around it in a few moments. （）

Ye Feng frowned slightly, but he didn't make a move.

"How did you discover me, my hidden technique, even if it is the divine consciousness of a late-stage cultivator, it can't be seen through. "In the center of the ghost mist, there is a tall black shadow, Ye Feng stared at it, but it was one of the three ghost kings, with a green face and fangs, and his hair was scattered.

"In the later stage of feathering, Your Excellency is too arrogant, in my opinion, it is just a small skill of carving insects. Ye Feng's face showed a trace of disdain.

"What an arrogant boy, this king doesn't kill the nameless, which sect and sect are you, report your name. ”

"Sit on the Forgotten Peak, Ye Feng?"

"Ye Feng, no fame, never heard of it. The ghost king's hideous face showed a hint of surprise, this kid first destroyed the yin skull with three times and five divided by two, and then gave birth to a cracked ghost Jiao, the strength of the supernatural power is far from being comparable to the ordinary feather period monks, so he personally dealt with it, originally thought that the other party had such a good supernatural power, and must be a famous person among the monks, but he never heard of it. However, he was not ambiguous, and said with a cruel smile: "This king is under the throne of the Heavenly Ghost Emperor, the Heavenly Ghost King." ”

In the Netherworld, these fierce ghosts with great magical powers have their own titles, just like human names.

And this Tongtian Ghost King, his identity is even more extraordinary, he is the personal disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Emperor, and his supernatural treasures are far superior to those of the same level.

Seeing that Ye Feng's magical powers were not trivial, it was up to him to deal with them.

"Boy, it's bad for you to meet me. ”

"If you want to fight, how can you be so wordy?" Ye Feng didn't want to delay with him here, now the shape is unfavorable, there must be someone on the monk's side to preside over the overall situation, thinking of this, Ye Feng took a breath, opened his mouth, and a fiery red bead erupted, suddenly, the raging flame ignited on the surface, turning into a basin-sized fireball, with a long tail flame, smashing towards the other party.

When the Tongtian Ghost King saw it, his face changed, but he didn't expect the other party to make the first move, he raised a fist the size of a vinegar jar, hammered his chest, and from the forehead of this ghost king, a bead the size of a dragon's eye also flew out.

It's just that this bead is black, and a demonic ghost fire is burning on it, and it is also whistling like Ye Feng smashing over.

A rumbling and thunderous sound sounded, black and red erupted in the sky, spiritual fire and demon flames were entangled with each other, and the thunderbolt beads and the treasures sacrificed by the other party were endless, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

When the ghost king saw it, his figure moved, and the demonic qi on his body suddenly surged, turning into a black tornado hurricane, about a few zhang thick, connecting the sky and the earth, and the momentum was amazing, roaring towards the leaf wind.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted slightly, but he strangely didn't dodge, but with a flick of his robe, Ling Tian's sword flew out and slashed a few feet behind him.

In the place where there was originally nothing, black smoke rose up, and there was a foul smell in the wind, accompanied by a howl of pain, the true body of the Ghost King of Tongtian appeared, and his face was full of expressions of horror and anger.

The next moment, that terrifying demonic qi hurricane came two feet in front of Ye Feng's body, but it collapsed inexplicably.

It's just an illusion!

"Damn, how the hell do you see through it?"

"As I have already said, these tricks of yours are just floating clouds in front of me, so I must continue to show them off. Ye Feng sneered, his face full of contempt.

"You ......" The Tongtian Ghost King was furious when he heard this, and was about to pounce on him desperately, but he stopped as if he remembered something, and the anger on his face disappeared point by minute.

Seeing that the other party didn't hit his own agitation method, Ye Feng's expression couldn't help but become solemn.

"Boy, your supernatural powers are indeed good, but the good luck ends here. ”

The Tongtian Ghost King stretched out two sharp claws and rubbed them against each other, and countless foams gushed out from the wound on his shoulder, which began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Feng naturally didn't look stupidly from the sidelines, opened his mouth, and spewed out a breath of essence, after Ling Tianjian absorbed it, his spiritual power was released, turning into a snow-white chaotic rebirth of the king's landing/23488/, and slashed down towards the ghost.

The Ghost King sneered, raised his claws, and released two ghost head flying forks, fighting with Ye Feng's fairy sword.

It's still hard to tell the difference.

This situation made Ye Feng a little angry, although he did not use all his magical powers, and only used two treasures, but with his own means, he only maintained an invincible situation with the other party.

You know, both of these are ancient treasures.

Thunderbolt Thunder Bead aside, especially the Ling Tian Sword, which was a top-level magic weapon left over from the ancient cultivation of the First Line of the Heavenly Stage, the other party's two ghost-headed flying forks, I don't know what the origin was, turned into two clouds of black gas, and there was no intention of defeat.

Ye Feng didn't know, although he was in a bad mood, the Tongtian Ghost King was even more angry, the two magic weapons he drove were all given by his mentor Li Tian Ghost Emperor, who had nourished the endless years with ten thousand years of demonic qi in the Yin Evil Cave, and the treasures of ordinary feathering period monks, once they were against them, they would definitely be contaminated with the demonic qi on them, and their spiritual power would be greatly lost.

However, the two treasures released by the kid didn't seem to have anything to do.

The Tongtian Ghost King felt a pang in his heart, sniffed his nose, and suddenly smelled a savage aura.

Ancient Treasure!

This discovery made the ghost king couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, there are really not many feather stage monks who can have two ancient treasures, could it be that there is also an unborn first-line heaven stage old monster behind this kid?

Of course, now is not the time to investigate the identity of the other party, and you must do your best to solve the opponent.

After the initial panic, the monks had gradually stabilized their position.

Although the big array was broken, these cunning guys laid down as many as a dozen small prohibitions, and after retreating for a few miles, the monks regained their strength and relied on these formations to resist the attacks of the ghosts.

In particular, the dozen or so fierce spirits on the right flank were extremely smooth, killing the human monks and removing their armor, and the wolf retreated, which had become a lone army in depth.

It's not that these powerful ghosts are hot-headed, but their own cultivation is extraordinary, and the worst ones are not weaker than the cultivators in the later stage of human nirvana.

Originally, with their cultivation, more than a dozen heads joined forces, plus the ghost pawns covering behind, even if they encountered any hidden formations, it would not be a problem.

After all, this kind of small prohibition is not very powerful, and it is arrogant, but it has been hit head-on, not only has it encountered a hidden formation, but in that formation, there are dozens of monks hidden, and the guys who were defeated just now have also reflexively covered up and killed, and they have released the magic weapon spirit runes in their hands.

The result can be imagined, after being ambushed, more than a dozen fierce ghosts were all beaten to pieces.

Although this loss did not hurt the overall situation, after this victory, the morale of the monks suddenly rose, and for a while, the battle situation turned out to be a stalemate.

This made the Tongtian Ghost King frown, and his other two companions of the same rank were entangled by Madame Lan and Zhang Xing respectively.

Although the strength of those two monks is not as good as Ye Feng's, the ghost king who can be the enemy of them is also average, and there is no brilliance.

If the Tongtian Ghost King wants to go down to break the deadlock, he naturally has to get rid of the stumbling block in front of him first.

After a little hesitation, he felt something out of his arms.

Ye Feng looked at it fixedly, it was in the shape of a long strip, about the size of a palm, but it was a domino.

What kind of treasure is this, although Ye Feng is not afraid, he does not dare to be careless, and his hand is like a storage bag.

When the Tongtian Ghost King saw it, he laughed fiercely, raised his claws, and sacrificed the domino...... A black reticle emerges and expands in all directions.

Almost instantly, it enveloped the area within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the speed was so fast that even Ye Feng didn't react.

"What kind of ...... is this" In the light mask, Ye Feng's face showed a hint of surprise, and he didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness all over his body.

The only difference is that in this black light mask, the yin qi is far from being comparable just now, and the breeze blowing also makes people feel creepy and cold.

Could it be...... Ye Feng vaguely guessed something.

"Boy, in this yin and evil cover, the power of my supernatural powers will increase by at least fifty percent, and depending on the method you cultivate, it should be a Taoist lineage, here, at most seventy percent of the power will be exerted, one will eliminate the other, you have no chance of winning, if you kneel down and surrender now, this king can open the net and let you reincarnate." ”

However, Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of ridicule.

Yin Shah, it's really such a thing, in order to kill himself, this guy is really willing to spend his blood!

The so-called Yin Shah, in fact, among the human monks, there are also people who refine similar things, which can be said to be a kind of formation, but in fact, it is quite different.

However, it is an extremely rare treasure, there are not many formation mages who can control him, and most of them are for their own use, and there is very little outflow, Ye Feng has only seen it in the classics, it is called "Gathering Spirit Cover." ”

Gathering Spirit Cover, speaking of the purpose of this thing, itself is used for cultivation.

As the name suggests, after releasing this cover, it can gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the effect is far better than that of the spring of spiritual veins.

Cultivating in it is twice the result with half the effort, of course, no one will be so extravagant, and this thing is usually used when it hits the bottleneck of the entrance.

The so-called Yin Shah must be something similar, but what he gathered was the Yin Wind and Demon Qi between heaven and earth.

In addition to cultivation, doing it here will naturally have a great bonus effect on the cultivation of fierce souls, on the contrary, the supernatural powers of human monks will be restrained.

Under the advantages of one or the other, there is not much suspense about the outcome of the victory.

The Ghost King of Babel fought with this idea.

Ye Feng's face sank, his right hand was raised, and with a grasp of the void with his five fingers, a sword qi with a thick arm shot out and stabbed on the light mask.

However, the mask flashed a few times, but it was of no use.

"Boy, don't waste your efforts, this yin shroud is the gathering of the yin qi of heaven and earth, and no one can break it except for the monks of the first line of heaven. ”

The other party's words were not exaggerated, the sword qi released just now also made Ye Feng try out that this cover is indeed extremely tough, since it is useless, of course he will not waste the spiritual power on his body in vain.

The situation seemed to be very unfavorable to Ye Feng, but he was still calm and did not have the slightest flustered expression.

This made the Tongtian Ghost King's face slightly different, and he muttered in his heart, but after a while, he sneered and started again.

opened his mouth, and a turquoise ghost fire spit out, the fire was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and turned into a one-horned monster tiger with wings on its back, roaring like Ye Feng pounced.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, his shoulders trembled slightly, black light flashed all over his body, and the whole person suddenly became gloomy and weird, and a cloud of black gas wrapped Ye Feng's body.

Raising his right hand, in the palm of his hand, a gray-white demon fire was also ignited, and then under the stunned eyes of the other party, the sleeve robe flicked, the fire burned fiercely, and it also turned into a black double-headed monster lion, and greeted the demon tiger.

"You ......" Tongtian Ghost King was really stunned this time, the aura emanating from the other party's body was very similar to his own, and the yin wind and demonic aura in the sky did not have the slightest effect on him, but was very comfortable.

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" the ghost king paused word by word, gritting his teeth and said, how is it possible, although he is a yin ghost, his understanding of human monks is not small, and he has never heard of anyone being able to practice two mutually restraining exercises at the same time!

This is obviously contrary to common sense!

However, what made him even more frightened was that since the other party was good at ghosts and supernatural powers, his own yin shroud had no effect at all.

In the Yin Qi, the power of his skills can also be greatly increased.

With a flash of evil on his face, the Tongtian Ghost King spat out a sharp light from his mouth, and Ye Feng stared at it, it was a gray-white sword light.

However, a strange thing happened, the ghost king did not manipulate the treasure to attack him, but under a thought, the treasure devoured the master, circled around his left arm, and unloaded the hideous ghost hand.

Ye Feng was stunned for a while, but he quickly regained his calm expression, the ghost king did this, it was definitely not a neurotic attack, but to exert some evil and weird magical powers.

Using his own flesh and blood as a medium, the power must be extraordinary!

Ye Feng did not rashly attack with a magic weapon, but took out a large handful of talismans from his arms, rubbed his hands, red light flashed, and seven or eight crimson fireballs appeared in front of him, and there was a faint flash of electric light in it.

This is a ground-level spell that Ye Feng has sealed into the spirit rune in advance.

"Go!"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and those fireballs suddenly smashed towards the other party, and an earth-shattering cracking sound came into his ears, and a large cloud of fire enveloped the body of the ghost king.

However, although the sound of the explosion was loud, there was a faint sound of an ancient incantation coming from inside.

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he transported his mana to his eyes, as if looking ahead.

Although the Spirit Eye Technique is not a high-level technique, it is still easy to penetrate the smoke and fog.

Ye Feng wanted to see the situation first and then decide what magic power to use to brake statically!

I saw that above the head of the ghost king, there was a magic weapon in the shape of a black cloth suspended, and this treasure radiated a glow, although it was crumbling under the bombardment of thunder and fire, it always stood still.

This guy, there are really a lot of treasures, and Ye Feng also feels a little tricky.

And the ghost king was naturally not idle, his lips moved slightly, spitting out obscure spells, and the only remaining arm was dancing up and down irregularly, as if he was performing some ancient ritual.

But the more bizarre change was his severed arm, but he hadn't seen it for a while, and it actually became thick and abnormal.

The skin was dark and shiny, and the muscles underneath were bouncing like they were growing wildly...... The Ghost King reached into his arms, took out a bead the size of a broad bean, and flicked his fingers into the strange arm.

The yin energy around him began to gather wildly, and then the arm came to life, turning into a humanoid monster with scrawny and sharp fingers.

"Ghoul!"

Ye Feng had read many classics, so he naturally recognized them at a glance.

"You kid is also well-informed, how about it, I see how you deal with this thing, although this guy is a guy I gave up an arm and refined it with a secret method, but his attributes are the same as a real ghoul, hum ......" Tong Tian said with a cruel smile.

"Really?" Ye Feng's expression was still unwavering: "If you change to another Daoist, in this yin shroud, it is really tricky to face such monsters, but I ...... it"

Ghouls are also a monster of the Netherworld, but they are a very special one.

In terms of cultivation, it is similar to a Nirvana monk, but this ghost has one characteristic, an immortal body.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he can't really be killed, but in a place where there is enough yin qi, even if he is cut in two pieces or his head is cut off, this guy can be resurrected lightly.

And the yin qi in this yin shroud is naturally sufficient.

This is definitely a headache for the Feathering Monks.

In the face of the ghouls' stalking, he is likely to show his flaws, and there is a ghost king next to him.

But this is really the legendary immortal monster, or the other party is bluffing, Ye Feng naturally wants to give it a try.

Stretching out his index finger, from top to bottom, with a slight stroke, a huge wind blade with a diameter of about a foot appeared, and slashed like an opponent.

There was a hint of ridicule on the face of the Tongtian Ghost King, and the ghoul didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and the wind blade was like a bamboo, as light as cutting tofu, splitting the other party in half.

But the yin qi around him suddenly poured into the wound, and then the monster recovered as before.

There is not the slightest difference from a real ghoul, and the attributes of immortality are exactly the same.

"Boy, how about it, for the sake of you being a ghost cultivator, this king will show you a clear way, but you are willing to surrender, so that you can save your life. The voice of the Heavenly Ghost King was full of doubts: "As long as you join us." ”

With the ghoul as a helper, the other party has no chance of winning, and the monk is more afraid of death than mortals, and he believes that the other party will wag his tail and beg for surrender nine times out of ten.

"All you need to do is put a wisp of your soul into this Forbidden Soul Orb. "When the ghost king said this, like a sharp claw, he ran over to a black thing.

Of course, Ye Feng scoffed, and a sword shot out, beating the so-called forbidden soul bead into powder.

"Boy, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink. The Ghost King of Babel roared, annoyed and angry, and was about to call the ghouls to attack together.

However, the figure moved, but he paused, Ye Feng slapped the spirit ghost bag on his waist, black flashed, and more than a dozen monsters wearing iron armor and holding Changge appeared.

Although they resemble humans, their skin is extremely white, and their bodies exude a palpitating corpse aura.

Iron armor refining corpses!

It was Ye Feng who moved in the secret cave of the ancient evil cultivators, and these monsters had just been successfully cultivated before the war.

It's a good idea to prepare a little more, and it's going to come in handy now, otherwise it's really a bit tricky for yourself to deal with this ghoul.

"You know how to control the necrosis!"

The arrogance of the Tongtian Ghost King dropped a lot at once, and looking at the iron-armored refining corpse in front of him, there was a trace of depression in his eyes.

All things are mutually reinforcing, and this rule also applies to Yin ghosts, ghouls can regenerate after being killed in a place where there is plenty of Yin energy, but it does not mean that they have no natural predators.

What this monster fears most is the zombie's corpse poison, and after being killed by corpse poison, even the characteristics of the immortal body cannot revive him.

Seeing that after Ye Feng summoned the refining corpse, the depression in the heart of the Tongtian Ghost King was conceivable.

"Go!"

Ye Feng's divine sense moved, and the corpse refiners suddenly roared in unison, in fact, they didn't need to be controlled by the master, they smelled the breath of ghouls, and their faces also showed a very irritable expression, these two monsters are natural enemies themselves.

At this time, after receiving the order, the zombies immediately rushed over with corpse poison.

The number of ghouls was huge, and the ghouls were quickly torn to pieces, and his body had been corroded by corpse poison, and the yin qi could not be resurrected.

The Ghost King of Tongtian calculated carefully, but in the end, he lost an arm in vain.

Damn it!

Somewhat frustrated, he opened his mouth, and a dark red pillar of light erupted.

Don't underestimate this attack, it seems to be inconspicuous, but it contains the true essence of his penance for many years, and every time such a beam of silence is spewed, his cultivation will drop a little.

This can be said to be a kind of self-destructive supernatural power, if it is not a last resort, the Heavenly Ghost King will never use it, but to this point, he can't care about it. As a personal disciple of the Ghost Emperor Xià, among the fierce souls of the same level, he has always been looked up to, and it should have been easy to kill a monk in the early stage of feathering, but he didn't expect that all his means were killed by the other party one by one. Who is this kid sacred, the ghost king no longer has the arrogance just now, and has to use the last housekeeping skills.