Chapter 664: Turning into a Painting

But the old man who was suppressed and sealed by the Canglong Temple came, and he was attacked unexpectedly. made the Sanhuang World Destroying God Pestle submerge a lot, and gave Li Yuanji a heavy blow, making him almost crazy and unable to suppress it.

With his strong Shengxuan realm cultivation, Li Yuanji reluctantly suppressed it, preparing to retreat and heal after killing Ye Feng.

But he never thought that at the moment when his divine power came and he was about to destroy Ye Feng, it was from the other party that the sword spirit of this undead sword appeared!

The shock brought to him by this undead sword was not at all overwhelmed by the existence of the towering realm master!

But all this still didn't make him too desperate, but when that phantom appeared, his heart suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

Although Li Yuanji is not very familiar with this phantom, he can feel that this phantom can be called the ancient and the present, if it is real, then it will definitely be the existence of the Wheel Realm, or even a higher realm.

This discovery almost scared Li Yuanji into urine, and before he even had time to beg for mercy, this phantom attack suddenly came, causing the three desolations in his eyebrows to completely sink into his skull.

At this moment, as the Three Desolations and World Destroying Divine Pestle were completely smashed into Li Yuanji's eyebrows, it deeply pierced the bones and completely inserted them into his brain.

Immediately after, the Three Desolations and World-Destroying Divine Pestle immediately began to melt. Bursts of strange light filled all the places in Li Yuanji's mind.

At this moment, Li Yuanji's eyes, nostrils, mouth, and seven orifices all burst out with a strange light, and his entire head seemed to have been punctured through several holes.

After screaming a few times frantically, Li Yuanji was like crazy, his body quickly retreated, his eyes showed a strong look of resistance, and he was fighting against the strange light in his brain.

It's a pity that no matter how much he resists, the fusion of these three desolate world-destroying gods is not hindered in the slightest, and almost instantly, it completely becomes a black liquid, completely enveloping the nerves in his mind.

Tingling to the heart, Li Yuanji raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out a painful scream, the color of struggle in his eyes became weaker and weaker, and he was almost about to completely lose his mind and become a madman.

He seemed to be really crazy, and flew quickly in the direction of his brother Li Yuanhao, if the two could merge in time, so that after the retreat, his cultivation would definitely be able to recover most of it, but if it was too late, he would disappear forever in this heaven and earth.

Outside his body, the huge demon beast phantom followed closely, and the various terrifying forces condensed in it exploded, and the strange power that belonged to the Divine Realm rushed into Li Yuanji's body, fighting against the black liquid in his brain.

Bursts of crisp sounds followed Li Yuanji's retreat, and frantically came out of his body, until they disappeared at the end of this area.

Li Yuanji went crazy all the way, suppressed and destroyed under constant resistance, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

As the boundary of the South China Sea Imperial Kingdom departed, the crisp sound gradually weakened until there was no more movement.

There was silence all around, as if there were no living beings, but that was exactly what it was.

Ye Feng's eyes slowly closed, and he collapsed everything.

Although he was not completely destroyed, his injuries in this battle were far more severe than the injuries he had received in previous battles.

His vitality was almost all consumed, and at this moment, his long black hair was gone, replaced by a handful of gray colors, and he became a twilight old man.

When he closed his eyes, the whirlpools outside Ye Feng's body immediately retracted into his body, and the power of the Dao Realm that had just been condensed began to rotate rapidly.

It's just that no matter what, it can't make up for the vitality that has just passed.

However, just as Ye Feng closed his eyelids heavily, a lament came from the undead sword, he was the sword spirit who woke up from his slumber, but he woke up too late, and Ye Feng had run out of oil at this time.

At this moment, Ye Feng has completely become an old man in his twilight years, his hair has changed from gray to pure white, full of silver threads, with the breath of endless years.

At the same time, the undead sword floating in front of him also disappeared in a flash, and it should have automatically entered Ye Feng's Qiankun Ring.

Immediately afterwards, not far ahead. Where the Canglong Temple collapsed before, there was a piece of crystal light flickering, and these crystals were close to Ye Feng in a flash, condensed in his right hand and disappeared.

It's over.

Ye Feng's consciousness was immersed in darkness and slowly fell asleep.

His body, under the strange power of the Undead Sword, turned into a black and white portrait, losing all Yuan power, and in this area, gently fluttering with the breeze.

The portrait is large, with no frame around it, as if looking for home, and at the moment it is gently drifting away in a certain direction with the breeze.

Most of the land around this Canglong Temple has collapsed, full of cracks and yin winds that tear the heavens and the earth, and there are a lot of whirlpools hidden.

In this dragon domain, the black and white ink portrait that Ye Feng turned into mysteriously separated from all living beings, if anyone could see it, this portrait was circling around a certain location.

I don't know how long it has been, a day, maybe a week, or a month.

Ye Feng's ink portrait wanders around the painting, sometimes encountering a whirlpool, it spins rapidly, and is thrown far away, and sometimes encounters cracks, cracks appear on the surface of the portrait, as if it cannot bear it and is about to break.

Also in this territory, there is also a very beautiful woman, who came here I don't know how long ago, she returned to the Canglong Temple where Ye Feng and Li Yuanji fought, and tears flowed.

"Ye Feng, are you just dead......

The woman bit her lip fiercely, blood oozed out, her eyes showed sadness, and she looked ahead blankly, as if her heart was also dying at this moment.

This woman was none other than Min'er, who had just reunited with Ye Feng, and she looked at the ink portrait that had become eternal, and her heart ached.

Originally, because of Ye Feng's appearance, the heart tribulation hidden in his heart was suppressed, but when he saw the ink portrait that Ye Feng seemed to be condensed by death, the heart tribulation appeared again, and the severe pain spread from the heart to the whole body.

"Ye Feng, I'll accompany you......"

In Min'er's heart, Ye Feng is her life, it is her everything, and now that Ye Feng is dead, the first thought she derived is to go with it, so in this instant, she made a life and death decision.

Holding the long sword around her neck, Min'er smiled miserably, and then she was about to follow Ye Feng's figure.

"Wait, there's still a chance. ”

An old voice slowly came from the depths of this dragon domain and fell into the woman's ears.