Seeing Shen Fei's resurrection, everyone was like a ghost, unbelievable.

Hua Yudie burst into tears and smiled, her face a little haggard.

Fakoil's face was solemn, and he could clearly feel that Shen Fei's body contained terrifying vitality after his death.

Even with the soul of the ancestral dragon, shouldn't it be so strong?

"Step forward and slash!"

Shen Fei seized the opportunity to draw his sword in an instant, and a sword stabbed out between the lightning and flint, but he only left a slight scar on Fakoil's arm, and he didn't even cut his skin.

Fakoil looked at the scars on his arms flowing with the power of the wind, and said coldly:

"The damage is a little stronger than before!"

"Hmph, there's so much you don't know!"

Shen Fei smirked.

However, in the next moment, a sharp pain swept through the whole body, and after the severe pain, the brain began to fall into numbness, dizziness, and various touches followed, and life was worse than death.

Fakoil held a purple blade in his hand, and split Shen Fei in half with a sword.

Blood splattered all over the field, flesh and blood blurred.

Even if he knew that Shen Fei would be resurrected, seeing such a scene, Hua Yudie's face couldn't help but turn pale.

Just like last time, the stump was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was just like the oil to mend the knife at this time, and after a while, it was rapidly reshaped.

Seeing that Shen Fei's repair was completed intact, Hua Yudie exhaled a long breath and was coquettish

Road:

"Stinky senior brother, it will make people worry!"

And Shen Fei's expression was a little ugly, although his body was repaired, the mental damage caused by every death was indelible.

"Haha, I didn't expect it, I'm back again!" Shen Feiqiang said with a smile.

Fakyou's expression froze, and he said lightly: "Your resurrection is not infinite, right?" ”

He could see that with each resurrection, although Shen Fei became stronger, his spirit became weaker, and this situation would take a long time to repair.

"Who knows!" Shen Fei responded.

He inherited the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon, if it weren't for the support of that little remnant soul of the ancestral dragon, he would have been spiritually broken after being resurrected two or three times, after all, the dragon clan is not a major soul, and it won't last long.

However, if you dare to come, of course, you plan to risk your life.

It depends on whether your soul can hold on, and your strength can be comparable to that of Falk oil.

The chances are slim, but there's only one way.

"Give me death!"

Fak Oil showed no mercy, smashing Shen Fei's body again and again, and he Shen Fei also suffered from hellish torture again and again, and his soul was almost broken.

Hua Yudie and they also saw Ni Duan, she was almost crying into a tearful person.

"Senior brother, don't hold on any longer, you'll really die if you do this again!"

"Run, leave us alone!"

Hua Yudie cried, and her sweet voice became hoarse.

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Shen Fei's face was pale, his body had just recovered, but his soul was suffering greatly.

"Since you are back, you will not run away!"

Shen Fei roared angrily, the soul of the ancestral dragon appeared, and the terrifying dragon power spread around.

Everyone only saw Long Wei's terror, but in fact, the most powerful thing was the ancestral dragon essence blood in his body and the golden ancestral dragon bones.

Shen Fei threw a punch, sending out a sonic boom.

Such a strong punch was easily taken by Fak Oil with one hand.

Even after 'dying' so many times, the gap between him and Fack Oil is still too big.

"Damn, if I can refine a complete keel, I will have a chance!" Shen Fei was unwilling in his heart.

After all, building a foundation is just building a foundation, and the combined realm can even be the sect master of some huge sects.

"Boring!"

Fak You's expression was indifferent, he pinched off Shen Fei's hand bone with one hand, pulled it up, and punched him in the chest, instantly he felt all his limbs broken.

I don't know if it was Shen Fei or Shen Fei's body was sent into the air, but I heard a 'bang' as if I had hit something.

Fake's ears moved, and he looked up, and Shen Fei, who did not fall from a high place beside him, did not fall at all.

His eyes looked up hotly, "Is it up there?" ”

Fakyou's right fist condensed purple light, and his spiritual power gathered, and a punch blasted out.

In an instant, the Dragon Tomb was turbulent, and a huge stone fell downward.

Rumble!

Smoke and dust are everywhere, and you can look at it.

- A huge ancient stone coffin, surrounded by sixteen cold iron chains, the rust on which has indicated the age.

Falkoil's eyes were full of greed, and he walked towards the coffin with trembling steps, feeling the breath emanating from inside, and goosebumps all over his body.

"That's right, that's right!"

Fake Oil looked crazy, and lifted the lid of the giant stone coffin with one hand, only to see a huge corpse lying inside, the whole body was purple and black, and the body was inlaid with pieces of dragon scales.

Even after years of death, the ancient dragon still makes people's hearts throb.

Strictly speaking, the quality of this demon dragon is below that of the Dragon King, but this is not the remnant soul of the dragon clan, but a complete corpse, and its value is incalculable.

"It's hard to imagine that there really is a monk who can compete with this creature?"

Looking at the corpse of the demon dragon, it can be imagined that it must have been beautiful during its lifetime.

"You should be proud that you can be a stepping stone for Miko-sama!"

"Not good!"

Fakoil's expression changed suddenly, "The soul of the demon dragon is draining!" ”

After opening the coffin by himself, the dragon soul began to drain, and the dragon bone should be left to Lord Miko, and the dragon soul could be refined by itself, and he could not waste it in vain.

"Dark Demon Heavenly Soul Technique!"

Fak Oil immediately ran a soul refining spell, this is the secret technique given to him by the elder before he came, he can ignore the influence of the demonic qi here and directly refine the dragon soul.

"Stop!"

Shen Fei looked weak, crawled to Fake's side, and grabbed his ankle. Several resurrections had brought his soul to the brink of collapse.

"Annoying bed bugs!"

Fackoil looked furious, and a hand grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

I secretly said in my heart: Made, how long can this guy's soul last! Every time I was killed

If you can be resurrected, it's not a way to go on like this!

Fak Oil was angry and angry, but helpless.

In desperation, he suddenly saw the dark green Immortal Killing Lake on the side, and a sinister smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"I see how you can be resurrected now?"

With that, he threw Shen Fei into the Immortal Killing Lake with one hand.

The lake containing the aura of destruction flooded Shen Fei, and his body was rapidly corroded.

"Ah!!h

Shen Fei's miserable cry came from the lake, and the pain was indescribable.

Slowly, as his body sank, the screams gradually subsided.....

"Senior brother!"

Hua Yudie's eyes were distracted, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was like ashes.

She had seen the power of the Immortal Lake, and no one could survive.

"No one will bother me now."

Fak Oil couldn't wait to refine the Demon Dragon Dragon Soul, an almost complete Dragon Soul, this is it

More powerful than the gods. And in the middle of the Immortal Lake.

Shen Fei's "corpse" sank, almost turning into white bones, but the remaining flesh was still stubbornly healing itself.