Seeing this, Xiao Feng immediately raised his hand, pulled out a spear flower, and attacked He Zhiming's palm.

There was a "sizzle" sound, like water poured on the coals, but this extremely handy spirit binding spear used by Xiao Feng was directly grabbed by He Zhiming's big hand and broken into two.

Xiao Feng also stumbled, his body retreated seven or eight steps backwards, his face turned red, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow.

Xiao Feng's heart was turbulent, although he felt that He Zhiming was very strong, but he never thought that a few days ago he was a powerless scholar, and a few days later he was so powerful.

The Spirit Binding Spear is a medium-grade magic weapon, and he is also a demonized late-stage demon cultivator.

It stands to reason that even against a Great Perfection Demon Cultivator like the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestors, he shouldn't have been defeated so miserably as soon as he fought.

However, without Xiao Feng being able to think too much, He Zhiming pounced on him again, aiming directly at his head.

The ending of the bundled spirit spear was ahead, Xiao Feng naturally didn't dare to fight with He Zhiming anymore, and he didn't feel sorry for the bundled spirit spear, so he immediately launched the cloud stepping shoes, and instantly withdrew more than ten zhang away.

His face turned pale, and the corners of Xiao Feng's mouth overflowed with blood again.

"Hey, hey. Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was not in a hurry, but sneered.

He Zhiming grabbed the air with a big hand, and he was also stunned, obviously his mind was a little confused, and it could even be said that his gaze was extremely empty.

He Zhiming, who was a little dazed, looked around, as if he didn't understand why his opponent suddenly disappeared.

But soon, he saw Xiao Feng again, roared angrily, and rushed towards Xiao Feng again.

Xiao Feng's expression was extremely gloomy, he knew that he couldn't save his life a few times by stepping on cloud shoes. After all, his mana is simply not enough to support it.

At that moment, Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, slapped the storage bag, flipped his palm, and a crystal ball was taken out by him, and he immediately sacrificed it and threw it away to He Zhiming.

He Zhiming saw the crystal ball shooting at him, and raised his hand to grab it.

But this time, he went to grab the air, and the crystal ball instantly became larger, completely covering him inside.

He Zhiming was stunned, at first he was a little dazed, and then he roared angrily and desperately grabbed the crystal ball.

The sound of "zizi" sounded from the crystal ball, and the light of the crystal ball was dim, and cracks were faintly visible on the surface.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng's face became more and more ugly, but he still gritted his teeth, rushed towards the crystal ball, raised his foot and kicked on the crystal ball.

The crystal ball was directly kicked away by Xiao Feng with He Zhiming, and fell towards the outside of the cliff.

"You dare. Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was furious, he never thought that Xiao Feng would be so decisive that he would directly pay for a magic weapon, and he would also push He Zhiming off the cliff.

Of course, with He Zhiming's perverted body, it is impossible to fall to death him. But he was able to send He Zhiming away from the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor.

Even if it is the Great Perfection, the artistic conception period will not be able to fly, and the divine consciousness is not enough, and it will not be able to meet the requirements of flying at all.

Therefore, if the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor wanted to find He Zhiming, he had to go down to the bottom of the cliff to find it. And obviously Xiao Feng would not give him this opportunity.

The Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor tried to stop the crystal ball, but unfortunately he was not in a hurry, and Xiao Feng would not give him this chance.

After kicking away the crystal ball, Xiao Feng couldn't care less about feeling distressed, and immediately rushed towards the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor.

He had already discovered that all of He Zhiming's actions were controlled by the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor, and as long as the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was solved, it would be equivalent to abolishing He Zhiming.

Although the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was also a demon cultivator, he was a demon cultivator who cultivated the corpse path.

Xiao Feng killed like a demon god, and the frightened Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor retreated quickly, so he wanted to manipulate the corpse to stop Xiao Feng.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng's expression also changed, and then he gritted his teeth again and launched the Cloud Stepping Shoes, instantly approaching the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor, and four white rays flashed, penetrating the limbs of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor.

"Ahh The Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor screamed, and the whole person collapsed to the ground in an instant. Blood gushed out of his limbs.

"If you don't stop practicing corpses, I'll stomp on your head. Xiao Feng stepped on the head of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor with one foot and threatened viciously.

At the same time, he didn't dare to wait any longer, and took out a long sword and put it against the head of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist has something to say. Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor's face became more and more pale, and he hurriedly spoke.

"I know I'm afraid, so why don't you hurry up and let the corpses stop. Xiao Feng pressed his feet slightly, gritted his teeth and said.

The Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was also decisive, and as soon as his mind moved, all the corpse training came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng's heart was relieved, but he was still vigilant against the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor and his corpse training.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, everyone is a fellow Daoist, there is no need for you to live or die. Everything is negotiable. The voice of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor was no longer so sharp, but it became urgent, obviously he was afraid.

It's no wonder that his head is in someone else's hand, so he can't be afraid.

"Fellow Daoist, hmph, why didn't I see you say that before, let me ask you why you are here. Hearing this, Xiao Feng asked with a sneer.

"This, how can you not know that my four domains have occupied Wanxian Island, and I will practice here. When the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor heard this, he turned his eyes and said.

When Xiao Feng heard his words, his expression also sank, but soon he recovered as before, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer, and he increased his strength with a force under his feet.

"I don't want to tell the truth, right, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if I know it anyway. Xiao Feng said, his face suddenly turned hideous, and the strength under his feet was even greater.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, what I said is true, why deceive you. The Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor had a painful expression on his face, and he hurriedly spoke in fright.

"It seems that you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and I don't have the mood to entangle with you, so you can die. When Xiao Feng heard this, his face became more and more gloomy, and when he raised the long sword in his hand, he was about to raise and fall the sword.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist and slow, I, what I said is indeed the truth, but Wanxian Island is the realm of the Immortal Palace, and naturally Wanxian City is still there, but whether it is the mortal realm or the periphery, it is all occupied by the people of our four domains. The Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor showed a bitter expression and said helplessly.

When Xiao Feng heard his words, his brows couldn't help frowning.

This sentence has some credibility, the reason why Xiao Feng was sure that the other party was lying was nothing more than because the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor also regarded him as a demon cultivator.

The other party obviously knew that Xiao Feng was a cultivator, but he deliberately said something like a fellow practitioner, which was clearly threatening Xiao Feng.

If Wan Xian City really fell completely, Xiao Feng really had to think about it if he wanted to kill him, after all, no one knew if the fellow disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ancestor had any means to find him with some clues.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xiao Feng doesn't believe that Wanxian City will really fall, this is stepping on the bottom line of the Immortal Palace, how can the Immortal Palace give up.