For some reason, Ji Fei felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a trickle of water, pouring out and penetrating into his body, and Zuihou was absorbed by the stone tower in front of him......

At this moment, the horror in his heart was beyond words, and he had to say that this was the first time Ji Fei had seen such a scene.

In a moment, Ji Fei's face turned pale as dirt, and the flow of spiritual power in the dantian in his body seemed to touch his roots, driving his origin to stir, which was a kind of injury from the depths of his soul.

The flow of spiritual power in the body is simply involuntary, and it is simply controlled by Ji Fei...... Ji Fei took a deep breath of cold air and tried to get in touch with the spiritual power of the dantian, but his face became more and more pale, indicating that his current situation was really bad.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean slowly slid down Ji Fei's cheek......

This was a cold sweat, and in the face of a helpless situation, Ji Fei couldn't help but have a desperate thought rising in the depths of his heart.

Time is passing, and what disappears is the spiritual power in his dantian. After a moment, Ji Fei gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood-red hair-like red appeared in his palm...... As soon as this red silk appeared in Ji Fei's hand, a faint electric light appeared in Ji Fei's hand, twisting and circling, crackling and making a chaotic sound.

This is Ji Fei's life-saving means, a trace of half-way artistic conception!

This kind of anti-heaven artifact, every time it is used, it decreases a little, and he only has three and a half artistic conceptions in his hands, and now after using this half artistic conception, then only a trace of half artistic conception is left in his hands, so his future situation is extremely dangerous......

But right now, as if walking on thin ice, his life is hanging by a thread, and Ji Fei can't think about it, so Ji Fei doesn't say a word, the red light flashes in his hand, and he wants to sacrifice the half-way artistic conception in his hand to solve the current siege.

Ji Fei sat cross-legged, and suddenly, his head, which was originally a little sluggish and low, suddenly lifted, his eyes were red, his cheeks were pale, and drops of blood slipped down the corners of his eyes.

This situation came very suddenly, and the half of the artistic conception in Ji Fei's hand disappeared at the last moment, turning into a trace of empty silk thread and disappearing into his body.

At this critical juncture, I don't know what happened in Ji Fei's body, and the half-way artistic conception he intended to sacrifice actually stopped.

It's just that Ji Fei in front of him is shocking, at this moment he is curled up, his hands are tightly clasped on his head, his face is pale, his face is full of pain, and two drops of blood oozed from the corners of his eyes.

Ji Fei clenched his teeth, but he still couldn't resist the sudden pain, and for some reason, Ji Fei couldn't explain what happened suddenly in his body.

The constant pain is like peeling the bones and marrow, and it hurts to the heart!

Ji Fei had always thought that he was strong enough, but at this moment he realized that under such pain, he had a feeling of fear and pain.

"Ah...... Ahh

The pain forced him to make a sound to remind him that he was still alive......

"Hmm......" I couldn't stand it anymore, and with a muffled snort, Ji Fei finally fainted in endless pain.

But it all goes on......

As if a terrible chemical reaction had occurred, Ji Fei's body turned red, curled up and trembling!

Like a wind, a strong storm suddenly blew out of Ji Fei's body, and countless spiritual powers vented out of it, forming this unimaginable spiritual power storm.

Such a large amount of spiritual power is really terrifying, just in a few breaths, the spiritual power that emanates from Ji Fei's body fills the entire stone tower, that is, the entire gargoyle giant that is hundreds of feet high!

At this moment, from a distance, the stone statue puppet that trapped Ji Fei was different from other stone statues.

The gargoyle giants walked out of the city with uniform steps, neatly lined up under the gates of the city. They roared and roared like ancient giants and ancient beasts, and then they waved the big stick in their hands without fear of death, and the stone axes swung fiercely at the beast tide all over the sky!

Wherever you pass, there will be a rain of blood and corpses.

Ruins, broken arms, bloody rain, and bloody wind.

In an instant, it seemed that there was only such a scene left in the world, and disappointment and fear were all over the hearts of both parties in an instant.

After a few moments, there was a burst of cheers from the monk's side, and it was obvious that they had realized that the great killing weapons in front of them that seemed to come from ancient times were the powerful help of the monk's side.

But at this moment, an even more terrible howl came out of nowhere, and it actually covered up everyone's cheers in an instant!

For a while, everyone looked towards this person's roar, but they saw that the one hundred and eight stone statues and puppets in the center were all blood-red at this moment, as if they had drunk all the blood in the world.

Otherwise, this stone statue wouldn't be so blood-red at all!

In an instant, everyone had the illusion that the stone statue puppet seemed to be born from the sea of three thousand blood, and this was not just a puppet!

Rather, a big killer!

A Shura, a Blood Shura, a Shura born from hell......

At the gate of the city of Death, Sima Guitian, the great elder of the Sima family, stood at the head of the city, looking at the monks and the one hundred and eight stone statues and puppets in the distance.

Among them, the changes that occurred in the stone statue puppet in the center naturally did not escape Sima Yitian's eyes.

He felt a heartfelt palpitation.

However, this was not what made him feel the most palpitations, even if he was as strong as him, a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, facing the stone statue puppet that seemed to be a blood Shura at this moment, Sima Zhitian's heart rose a deep sense of powerlessness.

Sima Yitian could clearly feel that although the aura on the stone statue puppet was only hovering between the late stage of foundation building and the fetal period, it was very strange, and he felt a fierce sense of oppression from this seemingly faint breath.

It was a deep sense of powerlessness that made him feel......

Sima frowned tightly, didn't say a word, stared at the blood-red stone statue puppet in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness in his heart.

Obviously, the cultivation of this guy is not high, but Sima Zhitian, who once galloped through the vicissitudes of the sea and was proud of the others, had a deep fear in his heart at this time.

Facing the blood-red stone statue puppet in the distance, Sima Zhitian, who had reached the late Yuan Infant period, actually had an illusion of bowing his head deeply......

It's a delusion, but it's so real!

At this moment, the stone statue puppet is like a great immortal god who has traveled through the eternity, holding the supreme power to dominate the heavens and the earth, peeking through the avenue between the heavens and the earth to step into the supreme eternal life, and look at everything in the world!

A drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down Sima against the sky's pale forehead......

What kind of existence is this?

Sima Guitian lowered his head unconsciously, but found that his old hands were slowly trembling unintentionally, he couldn't know in his heart, but he understood that this was a supreme existence.

"What kind of terrifying existence did the Sima family provoke?"

Sima was trembling against the sky, trembling, and a desperate thought couldn't help but rise in his heart.

He looked around, but found that some monks who had low cultivation levels and had not yet reached the Yuan Infant Stage had all passed out temporarily.

Moreover, even the dozen or so pre-infant monks behind him were also operating, and the spiritual power of their whole bodies resisted the supreme power on the stone statue.

Martyrdom, South ......

The originally noisy battlefield full of corpses and blood turned out to be extremely quiet at this moment, except for some stone statues that were slowly moving mechanically.

But only a moment later, there was a rattling sound from the stone statues, and their pace slowed down, and Zuihou stopped in place, never moving again.

As for those brutal demon beasts, at this moment, without exception, they were actually prostrate on the ground, their fangs and sharp mouths letting out whining wails.

Among the stone statues, the puppet that was bright red as blood was about to drip, and at this moment, it seemed that the plaster on its body had been exposed to the sun for many years, and cracks appeared on its body, like wisps of spider webs.

Among the stone statues, Ji Fei curled up his body, and the anti-heaven divine wood in his dantian seemed to be extremely stimulated, and at this moment, it was dripping and turning, accompanied by the rotation of the anti-heaven divine wood, and a stream of light came out from the anti-heaven divine wood.

The spiritual power at his dantian was endless, and all of Zuihou vented out of his body, forming a violent storm of spiritual power.

At this moment, the light on Ji Fei's body appeared and disappeared, and jumping runes appeared on his body one after another, like a spider web enveloping his body and completely covering him.

But the huge cobwebs formed by these runes are like balloons blown up by the wind at this moment, sometimes large and sometimes small, faintly shattering......

Whew...... The spiritual storm swept out, whistling towards the runes on Ji Fei's body.

I don't know when, the stone statue has long stopped absorbing the spiritual power in Ji Fei's body, but at this moment, the spiritual power in Ji Fei's body is uncontrollable and vents out of it.

At this moment, if Ji Fei was sober, he would be surprised to find that the spiritual power in his veins was reversed at this moment, impacting his dantian.

If it is an ordinary monk, the spiritual power in the body is reversed, and it will definitely cause untold damage to the dantian, but Ji Fei is not only not the slightest damage in the dantian at this moment due to the existence of the anti-heaven divine wood, on the contrary, the barrier that could not be broken through before was invisibly greatly impacted by the spiritual power of the reverse flow......

The violent spiritual power came out of his body frantically, and those weird runes seemed to finally be unable to stand this violent spiritual power at this moment, and finally in the next moment, they were like broken glass, turning into pieces of ruins and disappearing into nothingness.

As soon as the rune disappeared, the spiritual power that was vented from Ji Fei's body suddenly stopped, and Ji Fei's eyes slowly widened, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out with a wow.

..........

In the center of the City Lord's Mansion in the Dead City, under a quaint stone stele, the purple-haired and red-bearded city lord Sima Aotian didn't know when he was tired, and his purple hair turned gray at some point.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Sima Aotian's mouth, and his closed eyes widened, with a look of disbelief and horror on his face......