As soon as the young man spoke, everyone around him moved away from him, as if he was afraid something would happen.

"Are you still pretending at this time? Who are you?" Ye Xiaofeng stared at the master and asked coldly.

"I'm Sko! They all know me, what's going on, sir." The young man said with a grievance, as if he had been wronged by Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng sneered, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes, "You can really pretend! It seems that you will not be convinced if you don't pull you out. I ask you, why do you have two heartbeats on your body!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's eyes shrank, everyone stared at the young man, became alert, as if they were ready to take action at any time.

Hearing this, the expression on the young man's face froze, his face instantly became ugly, and then he returned to normal, his expression was indifferent, and his body exuded a scent of evil spirits.

"Who are you?" Ye Xiaofeng stared at the young man and asked again, his sharp eyes as if they could penetrate everything.

"I didn't expect that you were so powerful that you could find me. I am indeed not Sko. Sko is already dead. How did you find me?" The young man looked at Ye Xiaofeng and asked calmly.

"The ripples on the water surface of the swamp under your feet." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly.

The young man looked down and said, "So that's it. I didn't expect you to observe so carefully. Hehe, what can you do if you are careful? Anyone who comes to the abyss of death will die."

When everyone heard this, they looked angry. This was too loud. Who would not be angry when they heard this? Only the young man continued to say: "Yes, that heartbeat came from me. It can be said that I have two hearts, hehe."

The young man smiled gloomyly and spitted out a black heart the size of a fist was spit out by him.

This black heart contracted and kept beating, and was surrounded by gray-black energy.

As the heart continues to beat, the energy in this space gathers and surges towards this heart. The heart gradually grows, and a terrifying aura of evil and evil comes from the heart, as if there is a peerless demon fetus being nurtured inside.

Everyone watched this scene nervously, and the vigilance in their eyes became even stronger.

"I understand. On the stone wall, those missing people are basically swallowed by you and become the nourishment for this heart, right?" Ye Xiaofeng said suddenly.

The young man looked at Ye Xiaofeng with admiration, "That's right, they have all become my nourishment, and you are no exception. They will all become my nourishment, hehe."

The young man's laughter was extremely gloomy, which made people feel a little scared.

Dongdongdongdongdong,,, At this time, the beating sound of the heart was like a drum beat, and it had become one meter in size.

Suddenly, the heart stopped beating and the space became silent, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Crack, dense cracks broke out from this huge heart, and a stream of black gas surged out from these cracks.

With a bang, the heart burst and a huge black air burst out. In an instant, the black air disappeared. A man with black hair was sitting cross-legged in the void, with a faint black air swaying around his body. What made people think was that a pair of black wings grew behind him, full of evil spirits.

On him, Ye Xiaofeng didn't feel any fluctuations, and he looked like an empty shell.

"Ah," Seeing this scene, everyone except Ye Xiaofeng exclaimed with an incredible look on their faces.

"You, you are from the Fallen Clan," a master with a cultivation level in the eighth level of the Holy Realm asked in a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to remember the fallen clan." The young man smiled, then his whole body was shriveled and turned into powder, leaving only a ball of black gas. This black gas rushed out from the top of his head, and then rushed in from the head of the man sitting cross-legged in the void.

When the black air completely surged in, the man opened his eyes, and two gray-black lights exploded, with a terrible piercing force, and a powerful and powerful aura soared into the sky.

"Hahaha, my body has finally transformed successfully." He stood up, smiled a long time, and then turned his eyes to Ye Xiaofeng and his group, with an excited light in his eyes, as if the hunter had seen the excitement of himself.

"You will all become my food and let my cultivation level go further." He smiled gloomyly and said as he looked at everyone.

"I'm not afraid of suffocating you to death." Dollet said unhappily.

This person's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Holy Realm. Judging from the power emitted from his body, Ye Xiaofeng felt a dangerous aura, which shows that this person's strength is at least in the middle of the Ninth level of the Holy Realm.

Hearing Dollet's words, the black-haired and black-winged master had cold electricity in his eyes. With his big hand, a terrible black air flowed out and grabbed Dollet.

Dollet snorted coldly, and the white light shone on his body. He bathed in the white light and looked extremely sacred. He punched out with a punch, and the white light condensed, forming a long dragon.

boom!

The terrible energy surged out, and the black gas and white gas were entangled together, one swallowing the other, and the other purifying the other, which seemed to be equal, but in fact, the black gas prevailed because the amount of black gas was relatively large, and the degree of purity was also purer than that of the white gas.

In Ye Xiaofeng's eyes, it can naturally be seen that black gas and white gas are two completely opposite forces, and the two restrain each other.

"Kill," the master of the Divine Feather Clan in the late stage of the Ninth Level of the Holy Realm also took action and attacked the master with black hair and black wings.

At this time, all the masters with cultivation at the eighth level of the holy realm retreated. They knew that such a battle was not their turn to intervene.

Within a radius of 100 meters, only Ye Xiaofeng and the nine-level powerful men of the Holy Realm existed.

The young man was like a world-class demon god, with surging demon flames, magnificent demon power, black hair danced, and black wings flashed slightly. His figure was like lightning, drawing black marks in the void, carrying a powerful attack power.

A white beam of light as thick as an arm shot out from Dollet's hand, and its penetration was extremely terrifying. This space trembled continuously, as if it was about to run through ancient and modern times.

The master in the late nineth level of the Holy Realm used his palm instead of his sword. His entire palm was as crystal clear as jade, containing the power to destroy the world. He slashed out with one palm, and a white light that was dozens of meters long flew out. The space seemed to be about to be divided into two halves.

In the world, a black air was broken, as if it had melted, and disappeared strangely.
Chapter completed!