A qiē that occurred outside the steel walls of the Seven Princes.

Naturally, he was seen by the powerhouses of the other three Tianji Cities, as well as the joint team of the three princes outside the Tianji City.

The distance is not too far, and the powerful death mystery of the black-robed man has shocked countless strong people.

Just because of the appearance of the black-robed man, the advantage of the Nine Emperors' team was destroyed in an instant, and they retreated directly, if it wasn't for Zhao Feng to take away the demon beast in time, the ordinary king-level demon beast would probably be taken away directly by the power of death.

"It's terrifying, this black-robed man!"

The joint team of the three princes was silent for a long time, and an emperor came out in shock.

"I can only blame Zhao Feng for offending too many people!"

Xue Yuan was a little gloating, the strength displayed by the black-robed man was very jealous even of the two holy masters on the side of the Seven Princes.

In this way, Zhao Feng will definitely die.

"It's good that the Nine Emperor Princes were not invited!"

The second prince rejoiced in his heart.

The black-robed man was obviously targeting Zhao Feng, but the mystery of death was too powerful, and he had great restraint on a qiē living being, especially the soul, and even a trace of residual power had unimaginable power.

The Eight Princes on the steel city wall.

"Who the hell is the black-robed man?"

Yu Lenghua muttered.

The mystery of death grasped by the black-robed man, even if it was the Holy Lord, he would not dare to be careless.

"The Emperor of Death, he should be dead!"

The Eight Princes and Luo Zun were terrified in their hearts, controlling such a strong power of death, they could only think of the Death Emperor with the eyes of death.

"Zhao Feng won't lose!"

Yu Tianhao looked at the Nine Emperor Prince's team and the black-robed man who were gradually moving away.

In addition to the people in the royal mausoleum, the terrifying strength of the black-robed people also set off a stormy wave in the Daqian Palace.

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"It's not good, Zhao Feng, the Dark Soul Holy Lord in the Seven Princes' team is also chasing after you!"

Eagle Elder saw in the distance, a dark beam of light shot quickly, and his heart sank.

At the same time, Eagle Elder's one-eyed eyes stared at the black-robed man tightly, his face uncertain.

All of them retreated from Tianji City, where the Seven Princes were located, but this black-robed man still forced in.

You must know that the Nine Emperor Princes team has a total of eight people, even if their strength is not good, together, they can easily solve the black-robed people.

But the black-robed man looked fearless, completely ignoring everyone except Zhao Feng.

This kind of unscrupulous disregard is by no means a stupid appearance.

I'm afraid that the black-robed man still has heavy hole cards, and he can ignore the hole cards of the rest of the Nine Emperor Princes.

Whoop!

On Zhao Feng's back, a pair of red thunder wings unfolded.

Shout!

Zhao Feng turned into an arc of red thunder wind, and fled for several miles, separated from the members of the Nine Emperor Princes.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's voice sounded in the minds of the members of the Nine Emperor Princes, "The Dark Soul Holy Lord will be handed over to you!"

"Good!"

The Nine Emperor Princes and their members promised in their hearts.

In their opinion, the black-robed man was strangely powerful, even far surpassing the Dark Soul Holy Lord.

What is especially important is that the black-robed people control the power of death, and they have no means to deal with it.

Elder Ying also nodded immediately, he understood Zhao Feng's intentions, he couldn't let the Dark Soul Holy Lord join forces with the black-robed man.

If it was just to intercept the Dark Soul Holy Lord, the six of them would still be able to do it.

I only hope that Zhao Feng will not have an accident!

Call!

"Death Moment!"

The black-robed man followed him like a shadow, turning into a dark shadow and light, and quickly chased after him.

"Zhao Feng, you can't run away!"

The black-robed man's eerie voice, like a maggot attached to a bone, sounded behind Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's heart sank suddenly.

'Death Moment' is also the secret technique of the Emperor of Death.

Now the cultivation of the black-robed man has reached the realm of quasi-saint lords, and the mystery of death is even more powerful.

Even if Zhao Feng used his thunder wings to flash in the air, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Hmph, who said I was going to run?"

Zhao Feng was just trying to prevent the Dark Soul Holy Lord from joining forces with the black-robed people, so he was separated from the Nine Emperor Princes' team.

In addition, no matter who the true identity of the black-robed man is, he will be killed today!

Call!

Zhao Feng stopped abruptly, his eyes burning, staring at the black-robed man.

"Hmph, I still don't know whether I'm alive or dead as always!"

The black-robed man sneered, and a grand will to die enveloped Zhao Feng.

Rumble!

The Blood Demon Yang blood vein in Zhao Feng's body burned up.

Suddenly, a layer of blood-sun-like glazed aura appeared all over Zhao Feng's body, and a terrifying aura of domineering and burning raged and burst through, breaking through the mystery of death around him.

Boom!

Zhao Feng turned into a blazing ball of blood thunder and rushed directly towards the black-robed man.

First of all, the true face of the black-robed man must be revealed, otherwise, he can only suspect that this person is the Emperor of Death.

"Yo, it seems that you have taken away the great bloodline!"

The black-robed man sighed softly.

The Perfect Blood Demon Yang is the top ten terrifying bloodlines on the Imperial Dao Bloodline List, and the black-robed man can naturally feel it, but he still looks like he doesn't care.

Ding-bang!

Zhao Feng's whole body was surrounded by red blood detonators, colliding with the death scythe of the black-robed man.

Poof!

The power of the bloodline of the Perfect Blood Demon Yang suddenly ignited the black-robed man.

However, the bright red flame of the sun was immediately annihilated by a will to die.

The mystery of death will perish, and no matter how powerful the flame is, it will eventually be extinguished.

Zhao Feng's eyes were calm, which he had expected.

If his Saint Thunder Body reached the sixth layer, the Perfect Blood Demon Yang's Ignition Effect might not be restrained by the Death Mystery to this extent.

But there is another point that Zhao Feng cares about very much.

The effect of Blood Demon Yang's blood-sucking return to the Yuan doesn't seem to have worked.

That's right, in this moment of confrontation, Zhao Feng's perfect blood demon yang actually didn't absorb essence blood from the black-robed man's body.

Only a part of the vitality was absorbed by Zhao Feng.

Even, Zhao Feng, who was too close to the black-robed man, was constantly eroded by the mystery of death in his body.

"It's a strong body, and the power of this thunder and lightning ......"

The black-robed man was a little surprised, this strange power of thunder and lightning seemed to have a certain resistance to the mystery of his death.

"Humph!"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, urging the Holy Thunder Body to the limit, and at the same time, the perfect explosion of the Blood Demon Yang was revealed, and a crimson shining thunder light fist burst out.

Zhao Feng is not a fool, why should he fight in close combat with the black-robed man who controls the mystery of death.

In his holy thunder body, a large amount of ancient thunder power of the dream realm is integrated, and he has a certain resistance to the mystery of death.

But Zhao Feng still felt that the vitality in his body was slowly passing.

This shows the horror of the mystery of death.

"Hmph, Zhao Feng, you will definitely die today!"

Zhao Feng's endless methods seemed to make the black-robed man think of something, and he suddenly snorted angrily.

The mystery of death in the void around the black-robed man slowly transformed into a pitch-black force field.

"Death Field!"

In that pitch-black force field, the power of death twisted and rotated like ink, and within its enveloping range, every vitality was stifled, including the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was forcibly extracted.

The moment the death force field appeared, Zhao Feng felt that the speed of the passage of life in his body had increased by a few points.

Boom!

The death force field exploded Zhao Feng perfectly, absorbing it to the maximum extent, and twisted it in a burst, producing a terrifying backlash that devoured it.

Zhao Feng's face was slightly gloomy, the 'Death Force Field' was still the secret technique of the Death Emperor.

Whoop!

Zhao Feng used the red thunder light wings to retreat instantly.

Boom!

Where Zhao Feng's figure disappeared, a layer of powerful anti-shock power, accompanied by a terrifying death mystery, engulfed a void.

"Die, Zhao Feng!"

Around the black-robed man, a stronger mystery of death is revealed, like a ghost and a ghost, floating in the heavens and the earth.

Within a radius of several miles, all the vitality and vitality were swallowed up by it, pouring into the death scythe of the black-robed man.

Zhao Feng frowned slightly, keeping his distance from the black-robed man.

With such a terrifying mystery of death, the speed of the passage of vitality in Zhao Feng's body increased again.

If it weren't for Zhao Feng's soul, because of the abnormal change in his left eye, he became a thunder tribulation soul body, I am afraid that even his soul would wither under this force.

At this time, the terrifying strength displayed by the black-robed man had far surpassed that of the ordinary Holy Lord, and the restraint of the soul level, even if it was the Shocking Saint Lord, he did not dare to approach rashly.

Boom!

The death scythe of the black-robed man waved suddenly.

A black crescent moon dozens of feet long, carrying a terrifying death mystery that made people shudder, rushed towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged.

A desolate and simple thunderstorm unfolded from behind him, merging into a void.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it suddenly turned into a dark space ravaged by a storm, and a few traces of the rules and meanings of the primeval space were controlled by Zhao Feng......

This is the first time that Zhao Feng has shown his hole cards in the small world in battle.

"Can you blend into the small world of the legacy primeval space?"

The black-robed man was a little surprised.

You must know that his own small world can't be integrated into this space, and at most he can use it to protect himself, which has the same effect as the death force field.

In Zhao Feng's small world of wind and thunder, the power of the black-robed man was suppressed a little.

Call!

The attack of the black-robed man, in Zhao Feng's small world, was weakened to a certain extent and was dodged by Zhao Feng.

However, the death pitch-black crescent that flew away from Zhao Feng's side still took away some of the vitality in his body.

"Damn, the vitality in the body has been plundered, and the Holy Thunder Body and the Perfect Blood Demon Yang will be weakened!"

For the first time, Zhao Feng felt the difficulty.

The original death mystery of the Death Emperor was more restrained on the soul level, and he relied on the immunity of the Divine Eye to the soul attack and the restraint of the Death Emperor, so that he had the opportunity to reverse the disadvantage and hunt him down to death.

But the mystery of death of today's black-robed people has terrifying restraint on both soul and matter.

If it continued, Zhao Feng might not even be able to maintain the Holy Thunder Body.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of determination.

"Bloodseeker Impact!"

Zhao Feng operated the Perfect Blood Demon Yang to the limit, and the vitality in his body was quickly consumed.

I saw that Zhao Feng's whole body was full of glazed blood flames, burning and boiling, and bursts of flames exploded.

Behind it, a phantom of a round of bright red blood yang gradually emerged, and the vortex texture in it was twisted and rotated.

"Thunder Wing Flash!"

Whoop!

Zhao Feng flew into the air, and immediately cast the Blood Demon Yang Secret Technique 'Blood Demon Impact', coupled with the high-altitude dive of the Thunder Wing Flash, the increase in the power of the small world pushed the damage of this blow to the limit.

His entire body was like a scorching meteor in the pitch-black world, exuding the terrifying flame and thunder of the weeping ghosts and gods, and burst out with a burst of red light that shocked the world, smashing into the black-robed man in the death force field!

This blow was Zhao Feng's strongest physical attack so far.

"This blow will reveal your true colors!"