The colorful aurora stretches for thousands of miles, shining across the ocean. The rushing sea of ice and water shimmered with a strange cold light.

The old demon emperor slapped the sky with his palm, led the vast sea of ice, and launched an attack on Wu Feng with the ancient method of the demon clan.

Wu Feng was fearless, his long sword was agitated, and he let out ten roars, and he angrily took the old demon emperor away with the momentum he should have.

The sword collapsed into the clouds, and in the trembling of the metal, it broke through the stormy waves, causing the rich demonic qi to collapse as if it had been killed by thunder.

The huge martial soul body of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department was even more shrouded in Wu Feng's body, and he had the most direct confrontation with the huge body of the Old Demon Emperor.

Under the roar of Gangmang, the surging angry water rolled up by the old demon emperor suddenly subsided.

"More than 3,000 years later, there are such outstanding teenagers. The old demon emperor said indifferently: "It's a pity, after all, it's a lowly human being." The more excellent it is, the more the emperor will strangle it!"

"You dead rabbit has been crazy for so many years, and you haven't healed at all!" "The era of the demon clan has long passed, and it was like this back then, let alone three thousand years later!

After finishing speaking, a round of brilliant golden light surged out like a scorching sun, piercing towards the ice and snow body of the old demon emperor several feet high.

The Old Demon Emperor snorted: "How can a Terran ant like you understand the glorious glory of the Heavenly Demon King Court and understand the ideals of our group?"

After finishing speaking, the three ancient strange bones in the body bloomed with green light at the same time, like a ghostly fire, drawing a streamlined trajectory, colliding with the golden energy, and the violent energy flow raged, rushing into the galaxy.

The old demon emperor condensed the white bone boat with a fierce ocean, which was not comparable to ordinary resentful spirits. And the martial soul of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department is compatible with Wu Feng, and the combat effectiveness is also amazing.

In the duel after death, there is a great connection between resentment and the strength exerted. At this time, the strength of the two sides has far surpassed the realm of Zhenye where Wu Feng is located.

Wu Feng had an extremely wonderful feeling.

On the one hand, he felt as if he was dominated by a martial spirit, and he had divine consciousness in every move. On the other hand, the huge soul body of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department is essentially dominated by him.

"Stupid!" "Ideals? Lao Tzu also has ideals! But it's not a daydream like you!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Wu Feng: "Stab him on the left flank!"

Wu Feng slashed his sword, and with a shake of the sword, he stabbed angrily towards the huge ice body of the Old Demon Emperor.

The Old Demon Emperor is running the Demon Clan's secret method. wanted to attack again, but was interrupted by Wu Feng's swift sword, and it was instantaneous, and the ensuing golden power that overwhelmed the sky and the earth. Forced him not to retreat sideways.

Wu Feng used twice the strength of the sword, and the martial soul of the Thousand Deaths of the Forbidden Department could exert dozens or hundreds of times the strength.

The golden martial soul, like the Xuantian Divine Armor, enveloped him in it, giving Wu Feng powerful attack power and movement power.

"Boy. See, this is one of the fighting forms of martial spirits!" Jibu Qianyan said: "However, if the opponent is not an old rabbit, with your current strength, you must not do this." ”

Wu Feng nodded, his eyes flashed with gold, and all that burned in his body was full of blood and bravery.

"Okay, take three steps back diagonally to the right, and stab straight to the left!"

Wu Feng retreated sharply, just avoiding the old demon emperor's push full of frost power, and swept Changhong with one move. The sword first took off his hand, blooming with rainbow light like practice, and then the golden mangs surging like a dragon, roaring in the air, straight to the huge shoulder of the old demon emperor.

The old demon emperor flashed sharply, but he was also slashed down by the thick sword, and the huge ice cube on his shoulder fell, and exploded, and the demonic power that was drumming in it was shattered without a trace.

For the old demon emperor who had lost his body, this had already hurt his origin.

The Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department deserves to be a genius. When he had a decisive battle with the old demon emperor, he remembered the other party's routine clearly, and he was almost completely calculating.

He directly pointed out how to respond to the battle to motivate Wu Feng's fighting spirit. The old demon emperor seemed to be completely helpless, and the attack was always cracked by the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department.

"The long sword is oblique, take the shoulder well position!"

"Step into the sky, attack its chest, and then cut the lower abdomen!"

"Pick its arms, pick its palms!"

The voice of the thousand deaths of the taboo department is getting louder and louder. It was like rolling thunder ringing in Wu Feng's ears.

Wu Feng responded to the move, pressing on the old demon emperor step by step.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Feng had already approached the old demon emperor, and he also understood the ancestor's intentions.

It is not to rely on these dragonflies to attack and defend like water to kill the old demon emperor, but to seize the first move with the collision of skills, create conditions that can make a killing blow in front of the opponent, and then perform a hard shock at the nearest distance to quickly end the battle!

For samurai, after all, close combat is king.

The voice of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department returned to Wu Feng's divine consciousness.

"Boy, are you ready? One thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a demon, and the one who guards it is only his own heart!"

"Don't be afraid!" Wu Feng said dignifiedly, proud.

"Good boy!" the taboo roared, and his strength soared.

Wu Feng felt a monstrous power, blessed on his body, his body, and the battle intent of the ancestors, at this moment, awe-inspiring unity.

The huge golden soul body completely retracted into Wu Feng's body in an instant, turning into golden light, making him a golden man with a solemn attitude, as if a god had descended into the world.

Wu Feng pushed his hands together, as slow as flowing clouds, but it seemed that time was sluggish due to his movements.

There was a thin killing intent in his eyes, and a peerless indifference. Killing intent is enough to tear the sky apart, and indifference tarnishes the boundless sea of ice.

The breath that erupted from Wu Feng's palm was as black as ink, with a rolling demonic aura, which was even more demonic than the Heavenly Demon Qi and Ghost Qi that burst out from the Old Demon Emperor.

"God King Coffin, Sword Emperor Tomb, Dead Rabbit, let you see the martial soul combat skills created after Lao Tzu's death!"

The arrogant words that rolled like wind and thunder roared out of Wu Feng's mouth, but he couldn't tell whose voice it was.

A blood-colored giant coffin, Ling Xuan appeared, and there was a faint flash of gold in it, but it made the blood coffin reveal a more beerous aura.

The blood coffin rose from the sea, and it was attached to the soles of the ice and snow body of the old demon emperor three feet high, giving birth to a huge suction, and the golden flower flickered, and the old demon emperor was pulled into it.

A huge mound fell from the sky, suppressed and fell, the mound was as high as a sword, and it was inserted with a slow variety of sharp swords, and the cold air of the forest was close to the sky, so that this endless ice ocean was overshadowed.

"The seven-foot body is buried in the underground palace, and the Sword Emperor Tomb is left to bury others. Life is difficult and only death. Therefore, there is resentment and resentment, and the power of Lao Tzu's martial soul that turns into a fierce spirit is: Death!"

The Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department roared wildly: "Dead rabbit, don't let Lao Tzu disappear yet!"

With a bang, the endless swords turned into brilliant streamers, filling the heavens and the earth, covering up the brilliant auroras, and the blood coffins cracked open and turned into surging blood. (To be continued.) )