"Pretty good!"

In Yi Feng's laughter, the qi in his body rotated wildly, and the entire hall was basically made of metal, his body emitted tentacle-like light, and the silver snake danced wildly, crawling around, driving him to fly.

The Shaoyue knife continued to slash, the thunder exploded wildly, and Meng Yuanxue and Tianjiang Nu both used the peerless knowledge at the bottom of the pressure box, but they were hit by the thunder and lightning one after another, and they fled in embarrassment.

"It's really good!" Yi Feng waved his blood flag.

The red light rolled out to the ground, pulling at them, and with a flip of his right hand, the mountains took shape majestically on his sword, like pillars of heaven. After all the way of cultivation and continuous transformation, although the form is similar, the power of the "Creation Zhong Shenxiu" is like Mount Tai, there are thousands of thunders inside, and the two ghost generals are desperate.

Boom, a slash, didn't hit any of the ghosts, but exploded between them. Even so, under the impact of the air waves, the two ghost generals were still thrown away, and the ghost body was further cracked, and they were about to scatter when they saw it.

The brush, the red light that rolled up, was like two arms, swept them together into a blood-colored vortex.

Collected Mengyuan blood and Tianjiang girl together, Yi Feng's body was like electricity, flying forward, along the way, the blood flags were rolled chaotically, and most of the evil spirits along the way were all earned, and if they were a little stronger, they would first use the thunder method to give a blow and then earn.

In this way, he went on a rampage, and although there were many demons and bronze corpses, for him, it was just a matter of a casual wave. He stooded into the great round crater where the daylight had come, where solidified lava waves spilled everywhere.

He rushed forward again, and the passages around him were like spider webs, and in front of him, there was a group of female ghosts in cyan skirts, these female ghosts, all of them were emblematic in appearance, and their clothes were like flowers and leaves, but they were like a part of their bodies.

Seeing someone come out, these female ghosts hugged each other and shivered.

Yi Feng looked at them: "Who are you?" These female ghosts seemed to be different from those evil ghosts, and they all had small chains tied to their feet, which looked like they were preventing them from escaping.

One of the cyan female ghosts, seeing that he was not a ghost soldier and a ghost general, but an alien introducer, prostrate on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "We are the ghosts of Luoshan Mountain, who were captured here by the men of the King of the Blasphemy God, enslaved by them every day, and forced to use spiritual power to help them make bronze corpses, and asked the young man to rescue them." ”

Yi Feng thought for a while and said, "I see, if you believe me, then enter my banner first, and when I kill the King of the Blasphemy God, I will naturally rescue you." ”

The female ghosts are like seeing duckweed on the sea, although they don't know whether what he said is true or not, they have already thanked one after another. At that moment, Yi Feng's banner was unfurled, ingesting them all, and continuing to break in.

Outside the ghost palace, because the gate was closed, the evil ghost bronze corpse patrolling outside still didn't know what was going on inside.

In the shadows in the distance, some people whispered and quietly dared to report it. In another hidden place underground, Luo Shufeng said mockingly: "You mean, that Yi Feng and his two companions entered the Blasphemy Ghost Hall to negotiate with the four ghost generals, and then were closed by the four ghost generals and beaten by the four ghost generals?"

The man smiled and said: "That's true, we saw him being tricked into by the ghost soldiers, and as soon as he entered, your mother closed the door of the ghost hall, obviously because we were afraid that they would escape." ”

Luo Shufeng laughed and said, "I can't imagine that guy is so stupid, he really thinks that the King of the Blasphemy and his four ghost generals are all good and will negotiate with him?

Guan Haitao and Fu Yiju were funny, but Ge Changming and the others were looking at each other, all helpless, they couldn't imagine that Xiao Yi would be so confused, where could those evil ghosts reason with them?

Luo Shufeng said: "That's fine, just let that idiot make trouble inside, let's make our preparations, remember, once launched, don't get entangled with the four ghost generals, snatch the eyes of the king of Chujiang and leave, the four ghost generals are strong, the ghosts are heavy, if you really fight, we are not opponents, everything will be according to plan." ”

Quietly, they moved in the dark.

In the depths of the ghost hall, in front of a pitch-black iron door, Yi Feng stood there and raised his head. The door was closed, and it was clear. He raised his hand and looked at the eyes of the King of Chujiang Yama in his hand, and just now he entered the depths and saw that it was placed on the throne, and there were many ghosts guarding there.

He easily collected all those ghosts and goblins with blood banners, and also took the eyes of the king of Chujiang and came here.

He didn't care so much, as soon as he raised his hand, boom, a thunderbolt exploded on the door, and the entire iron gate was resounding, bang, bang, deafening.

There was an angry roar from inside, and the ghost hall shook, and with a bang, the iron doors opened to the sides.

"This seat is in retreat and cultivation, who doesn't know whether it is alive or dead, and dares to disturb this seat?" The anger was like a frenzy, and it hit like a mountain and a sea.

Yi Feng stepped in with his hands in his hands: "Your subordinates are all finished, you still have the leisure to retreat here, just a stupid ghost like you, you also want to invade the state and occupy the mansion and dominate the yang world? I said that you really think too much." ”

In front of him, on the iron pillars, there was a ghostly fire, a demon with a long head and two horns, covered in pitch black, with a huge head, knotted flesh, and eyes like lanterns, condescending, glaring at him viciously.

The original purpose of the retreat was to be quiet, although there was a lot of noise outside, no sound could be heard here, and ordinary ghost soldiers did not dare to come to harass them, and because of this, the king of the blasphemous gods did not know about the chaos outside.

Qualified to approach his retreat, only the four ghost generals reported to him, but the Void Poison Son and the Feng Ling Sword were entangled by the Ming Prince and the Night Yin Maiden respectively, and Meng Yuanxue and Tianjiang Nu couldn't escape the pull of the Blood Mirror Spirit Banner from the beginning, and they didn't have a chance to report it.

With many subordinates, it will fall to such a point, which is something that the four ghosts did not expect themselves.

"Boy, who are you?" the King glared coldly at the Terran boy in front of him. To be able to break through his four major ghost generals and kill this kind of place, this young man is naturally not simple.

"My name is Yi Feng!Zhou Yi's Yi, Blade's Feng!" Yi Feng stepped in between the two rows of ghost fires, and his invisible aura, centered on him, swirled around, "Didn't anyone tell you that the world is very dangerous, go back to the ghost world as soon as possible?"

"Arrogant!" the King of the Blasphemy God drank violently, boom, and the powerful energy poured towards the young man like a mountain of mountains.

The next moment, the young man flew up without warning, the blood flag around his body rolled, and the powerful divine power instantly pressed down towards the Desecration King. Feeling the overwhelming power of Mount Tai, the Blasphemy King laughed wildly and said, "Nine Xuan bloodlines, the bones of heavenly ghosts, no wonder you dare to run rampant on this territory, no ghost can stop you." ”

The two stout ghost hands hugged suddenly: "It's a pity!"

Bombarded down: "It's not enough for the upper seat!"

Boom, the sudden momentum struck down from above Yi Feng, even if it was suppressed by the Blood Mirror Spirit Flag, this blow was also a whale swallow and menacing. Whoosh, under the traction of magnetic force, Yi Feng went sideways, and the air wave exploded behind him, rolling up a gloomy wave.

One foot stepped on the iron pillar, and his body swirled sharply in the air with the Shaking Yue Sword, and the blade spun the air in an astonishing spiral. The black qi poured in like a mountain and a sea, and the spiral knife qi rushed into the inside, and the lightning and thunder seemed to be scurrying in the package, and it shattered with a bang.

Pieces of black burst out in all directions, and the light of the knife was like a thunderbolt, slashing down the ground. This was followed by another black frenzy, and the explosion of energy shook the surrounding pillars. The iron pillar flew up, flew out under the control of the magnetic force, smashed into the huge body, and was rushed into the distance by the black air wave, and smashed on the iron wall with a bang.

The light shook, and the hall echoed. A sword light turned into a ring, flashing a gorgeous arc, slashing back in the black wave.

"It's not enough!" the blasphemy king's angry shout suppressed the surging thunder, and the black wave rolled back into the mountains and seas, one wave rolled up, and another wave rolled over from above, crushing everything in its path. There are iron pillars that bend in an instant, and the ground rolls out of pits and pits.

Thunder and fire thunderbolts, electric fire rushing, thunder and lightning, rolling water in all directions. Yi Feng's knife is fast, as fast as a cow, cutting, constantly cutting. Brush, the Shaking Yue Knife flew out, like a spiral, rolling up a perfect wall of qi around his body, and the next moment, he shot out of the inside.

Turning around, looking back, his palm was like a mountain, and it exploded on the back of the King of Desecration. Bang, the King of the Desecration was shocked, but he was also recoiled by the force, and floated backwards, stepping on the hard wall. "Come again!" the King of the Desecrated God turned and threw out his huge fist.

"Come on, come on!" Yi Feng's voice was like thunder, without any flinching.

The strong wind pressed against the steel wall, and the iron wall suddenly appeared into a round pit. The golden ring buzzed up, scurrying among the dancing silver snakes, like a bold tide, the voice of the young man flew between the black waves, the palm thunder was cast, and the thunder of the sky was like Mount Tai, rushing down.

"It's not enough!" the blasphemy king's roar was deafening, and the two energies vented outward in the hedge. A sword light was like a thunderbolt, breaking through the air, brushing, and a small hole was cracked in the black skin.

"You only have a loud voice!" Yi Feng said coldly, the sword light retracted, the dragon snake flew, and there were several parallel sword lights.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch!" In the laughter of the King of the Blasphemy God, the black energy exploded around him, devouring the sky and the earth, swallowing the mountains, the clouds surging, and the evil qi was monstrous. Between the scuffles of the two fists, the black energy was frantically compressed, released, and exploded.

Then there was a scalp-numbing thud, and a howling wind swept through everything in the hall. The golden ring rolled on the iron wall, and in an instant, from east to west, the young man in the sky, with a cold slash, slashed straight down towards the eyebrows of the Yin Evil Ghost King.

Boom, the blasphemy king's eyes glared angrily, and the energy exploded, strange and inexplicable, but Yi Feng attacked quickly and retreated extremely fast, with magnetic traction, retreating in an instant, scurrying around the huge body of the ghost king.

"Are you a mouse?" said the King of Blasphemy.

"It's done!" Yi Feng stepped on the wall and walked, "You only have a loud voice!"

Whoosh! He landed on the ground, stepped out, flicked his fingers!

Boom –