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Chapter 2560 nine secluded demons

However, Zhang Yifeng broke his magic in just a few strokes. His half of his life's efforts were in vain. How could this prevent him from feeling resentful?

With the strong anger and resentment in his heart, the eyes of the Youzhou monk gradually began to turn red, and then black air circling on his body.

"His aura seems to have become stronger!"

"Don't act rashly."

The Hanzhou monks who fought against him immediately discovered something was wrong. They frowned and returned to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's face did not fluctuate much, but instead said jokingly: "What? Is it violent or is it going to be infatuated?"

He was really ready to see what this guy had and what he was going to do in front of him.

After a while, the change of the Youzhou monk was finally completed. At this time, his body was already condensed with black air, and a red mark flashed faintly below the corners of his eyes.

"Well? This state is somewhat similar to the devil."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the appearance of the Youzhou monk at this moment and frowned slightly. The black aura on this guy's body was obviously the aura emitted by the demonic aura.

"Hahaha, stupid junior, this is not a demon, but the secret method of my spell sect, Nine Netherworlds transforms into demons!"

The Youzhou monk was still in his spirit at this time, not at all affected by the demonic energy on his body, and still remained awake in consciousness.

Zhang Yifeng sneered, and then said to the Youzhou monk in front of him: "I didn't expect that there would be such a secret technique in the world that can control the demonic energy in the cultivator's body, but I think there should be other hidden dangers in the secret techniques of your sect."

"You guys care about so much, you just need to know that no matter what you do today, I will definitely kill you!"

At this time, the monks in Youzhou were somewhat affected by the demonic energy generated in their bodies. Although this secret technique of his mantra can keep the user awake when he is entangled in a demon and can use the demonic energy to attack.

But after becoming a demon, he will increase the burden on his body over time, and even his spiritual consciousness may be affected in the end.

This is because of this. In addition, the Mantra Sect is indeed not a famous sect, so gradually the Mantra Sect has declined, and the former disciples were all scattered throughout the Lingyue Continent.

"Just, even people can't do it well, let alone the appearance of being neither human nor ghost. Just because of this, I want to kill me. Could it be that I want to laugh to death?"

Zhang Yifeng laughed loudly, then a little serious expression appeared in his eyes. The next second, Zhang Yifeng used the spiritual energy of several golden holes again, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased.

"Now, let me try your strength."

After moving his body, Zhang Yifeng signaled the monks beside him to help the other two, and he would take over the place now.

Zhang Yifeng personally issued the order, and the monk dared not ignore it. In addition, the momentum of the Youzhou monk was far beyond his power, and it was obviously not something he could deal with.

He bowed respectfully to Zhang Yifeng, and then the Hanzhou monk hurried over to support the two monks beside him.

It has to be said that although the strength of this monster brother and sister is average, it is better because of its superpowers, which can communicate with each other's minds and achieve 100% synchronization during battles.

This also made the two Hanzhou monks who came to deal with the two demons a little uncomfortable. After all, they were not brothers, and they did not have any spiritual powers. It would be difficult to fight with these two demons.

However, with the fourth level of Mahayana cultivator joining, the pressure on the two was greatly reduced. After all, two fists cannot beat four hands.

Although there are two monsters on the other side, there are three people on their side.

For a time, the two sides fought in full swing, and it was still impossible to see who won and who lost in a short period of time.

After Zhang Yifeng released his aura to the maximum, he quickly attacked like lightning and punched the forehead of the Youzhou monk.

Zhang Yifeng's thunderous speed made the Youzhou monk unable to react at all. He was directly hit by a punch, and a huge bag bulge was bulging on his head.

However, soon a wisp of black air rushed over, repairing the injuries caused by Zhang Yifeng.

"Hahaha, with the demonic energy in my hand, may I be afraid that such a boy will be successful?"

The Youzhou monk laughed unrestrainedly when he saw this, obviously he didn't take Zhang Yifeng seriously.

Zhang Yifeng just sneered at this, rubbed his fists, and finally found a sandbag that was more resistant to beating.

Although Shark Blue was immortal before, Shark Blue's strength was much stronger than the Youzhou monk, so Zhang Yifeng could not beat Shark Blue like a sandbag.

But now, since this Youzhou monk is so confident in his physical recovery ability, Zhang Yifeng doesn't mind practicing with him.

Next, Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed in front of the Youzhou monk like lightning, and in an instant, countless attacks were launched.

Zhang Yifeng did not make any heavy moves because he was afraid of knocking the person away directly, so he would not be able to beat him enough.

The attack method Zhang Yifeng used was also very simple, it was infinite jab, and it was hit in the face of this Youzhou monk.

After all, can he repair it? Zhang Yifeng is like testing how extreme this guy can repair his body.

However, this guy's repair speed was really too slow, less than one-tenth of Shark Blue. After being hit by Zhang Yifeng in the face continuously, the black gas was repaired for half of the time and it was released.

Then, as if he had a self-awareness, he quietly slowly retracted from the body of the Youzhou monk and finally retracted back to the heart of the Youzhou monk.

"Tsk, I'm really confused, I don't mean anything."

Zhang Yifeng looked helplessly at the Youzhou monk who was holding the collar and had been pulled up and beaten into a pig's head, and said with a boring look on his face.

He threw the person on the ground casually. This guy had been beaten to death by Zhang Yifeng. If he continued to fight, he might really die.

Zhang Yifeng didn't plan to beat him to death just like that. It just so happened that Zhang Yifeng didn't prepare anything in his hand, so he took this guy over as a gift to Zhang Yonghua.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng threw out a golden light and turned into a rope to tie up the Youzhou monk.

Next, Zhang Yifeng turned around and looked at the battle on the other side. At this time, the three Mahayana cultivators had already fought with these two beast emperor-level monsters to a white-hot stage.

At this time, the first person to reveal his tiredness will inevitably go downhill.

In the end, Zhang Yifeng, the side was the first to show his fatigue, and the cultivator at the fourth level of the Mahayana stage could no longer hold on.
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