This emaciated figure was none other than Ye Feng, who had rushed from the main hall of the Yin Ghoul Sect, and he gently raised his arm and pointed towards those tide-like corpse seas!

Under this finger, a mysterious power appeared around him, enveloping the entire ruined temple, and the moment his mind moved, that mysterious power isolated the five Mo Hao and swept towards the corpse puppet!

"Years ......"

Ye Feng's voice carried a hint of the vicissitudes of time, and that mysterious power was undoubtedly the years, Mo Hao and the others had just seen Ye Feng, and they felt that the scene around them had undergone indescribable changes.

And these corpse puppets began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye under the shroud of time, and the flesh and blood on their bodies disappeared in an instant, revealing the white bones of Senran, but this was only the beginning.

The power of the years is extremely powerful, although Ye Feng has only mastered the skin, it has played a great role in this endless corpse.

At the moment when the miserable white bones were exposed, they began to slowly shrink again, and then turned into dust, completely dissipating into heaven and earth.

This is the strength of the power of the years, regressing time and space, no one exists, as long as this kind of supernatural power is mastered, Ye Feng's cultivation and supernatural power will grow to an unimaginable level!

Mo Hao's eyes widened, he didn't expect that Ye Feng's cultivation would climb again in a few days, and reach an unimaginable level, such a supernatural power was simply unreasonable, at least Mo Hao thought so.

"Retreat behind me, and I'll take you out of here. ”

Ye Feng's footsteps took a few steps lightly forward, and the power of the three hundred and eighty zhang enchantment around him was unreservedly vented towards the surroundings, because Ye Feng's thoughts would not have an impact on Mo Hao and them.

As long as it is within the range of three hundred and eighty zhang, it can't escape the power of Ye Feng's years, and it ages rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turns into dust.

The power of time is unreasonable, but it is extremely difficult to master, and the main hall master of the Corpse Yin Ghost Sect, Xi Fenglie, also has a little understanding after experiencing a vast life, which can be seen how difficult it is.

The seeds of the years planted in the depths of his mind took root and sprouted, giving Ye Feng the opportunity to comprehend this kind of supernatural power, this kind of creation was even more precious than obtaining a genius earth treasure!

Mo Hao and the others were speechless, and stood behind Ye Feng very quickly, for some reason, this young man who looked a little delicate always brought them an indescribable sense of security, as if standing behind him, there was nothing to be afraid of!

Or maybe this is a real powerhouse, even the aura emanating from his body has changed, and he can invisibly affect others.

Ye Feng walked slowly forward, and stepped out of the gate of the broken temple, when they saw that the entire area was wrapped in an endless sea of corpses, Mo Hao and the others immediately gasped!

This dense crowd is simply innumerable, I'm afraid there are at least hundreds of thousands, it can be seen how many creatures the Corpse Yin Ghost Sect slaughtered!

In this regard, Ye Feng was not the slightest surprised, his face always maintained that feeling as plain as water, in the face of so many corpses, his footsteps suddenly stepped towards the sky, and with the help of the huge Yuan Force, Mo Hao and the five people were brought up.

Ye Feng's move was very fast, his left hand suddenly grabbed towards the sky, and the whole world suddenly changed color!

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes looked at the sky deeply, and he seemed to have seized time and years.

"Ruin ......"

With Ye Feng's soft mutter, his left hand suddenly spread out, and an extremely rich Yuan Force storm erupted from heaven and earth, resonating with Ye Feng's palm.

The speed of these Yuan Force Storms suddenly accelerated, forming a whirlpool that was constantly rotating, and swept down with Ye Feng's mind control!

This is Ye Feng's self-simulation after seeing Xi Fenglie perform the ruins, although it is not as powerful as it, but it has a little rudimentary form, as long as it goes through several times of exploration and cultivation, it is not a problem to completely grasp it.

When these Yuan Force Storms came into contact with each other, they turned into a towering hand, and with a rotating momentum, they bombarded towards the sea of hundreds of thousands of corpses below!

Under the constant frantic agitation of this big hand, the corpses were crowded together without the slightest gap, and even because there were too many of them, there were countless people who couldn't withstand such a powerful storm and turned directly into ashes!

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howling reverberated miserably in this sky, I am afraid that even some Death Mystery Realm powers would also show surprise when they saw the desolate technique that Ye Feng had cast!

Such magical powers deserve to be amazing!

But this desolate technique, Ye Feng did not fully grasp it, he couldn't exert too strong strength, and the maintenance time was very short, he just held those endless corpses tightly together, and the urging of his thoughts, from a distance of thousands of feet, was pressed to a thousand feet!

Then from a thousand zhang, to five hundred zhang, and then it was backlogged to three hundred and eighty zhang!

Ye Feng knew from the beginning that the Desolate Technique could not kill all these endless corpse puppets, and he did not have the purpose of killing, but used the rolling power of the Desolate Technique to suppress the space where the Sea of Corpses was located within the scope of his own enchantment!

For these corpse puppets who have already died, but have been reduced to puppets, it is meaningless to linger like walking corpses, or real death is their ultimate destination and liberation.

"Years!"

At the moment when the endless corpse sea was squeezed to three hundred and eighty zhang, Ye Feng's enchantment power suddenly unleashed itself, tightly surrounding the surrounding space, and the sound of the years sounded faintly.

"One thought is born, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains. ”

"A thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life ......"

After the sound of the years filled the sky, streams of gray gas enveloped the space of three hundred and eighty zhang, and completely submerged the endless sea of corpses with a sweeping momentum.

Their flesh began to dissipate, turning into white bones, and then dissipating into nothing in the starlight.

This is where they belong, and it is also liberation.

Looking at the endless sea of corpses that were gradually dissipating below, Ye Feng's eyes were full of complexity, and his mood at the moment seemed to be covered with a layer of clouds, and a faint sadness was inexplicably raised.

However, Ye Feng found that there was a subtle hint of relief on the faces of those corpse puppets that were about to dissipate.

At the moment when the physical body was about to be completely wiped out, they saw their life as if they were like the west wind.

"Thank you......"

This is the absence of traces, and it is also a song of vicissitudes.

At the moment when all the corpse puppets were about to dissipate, they raised their heads and bowed respectfully to Ye Feng, and said a heartfelt thanks.

Thanks to Ye Feng for giving them freedom......