The pyrotian was able to swing in this void, like a tsunami bursting, sweeping around in the sky. The masters of all races and the master on the Curse Flower were damaged.

"Damn it, you ants, I will definitely turn you into the most loyal slaves." The master let out a terrifying roar in his throat. The roar seemed to have caused changes in heaven and earth, and made the rules of heaven and earth a little confused.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was hiding in the distance, changed slightly, as if he had remembered something.

"Worship in all directions." Suddenly, on the flower of cursed, the man stood up, with a black air surging on his body, rising into the air, as if the Demon Lord had come to the world and was in power.

Although he had left the Curse Flower, the thick black air wrapped in the stamens did not leave.

At this time, the wind and clouds in the world were changing, and streams of black streams surged like black rivers. Countless black energy gathered and all penetrated into the man's body. His aura increased greatly and rose steadily.

"Huh? It's so strange. Why did these masters of the fallen clan die for no reason?" Ye Xiaofeng, who was looking at the man, vaguely heard such a voice.

His eyes lit up, as if he had figured out something.

"Let's go to the center." A faint voice came from the jungle.

They are all here? There should be a good show to watch now, Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself.

"Ants, bear my anger!" The man stood in the void, with black hair dancing like ink, black air rolling on his body, cold and cold eyes, revealing a trace of rebellion, and a breath of death overwhelmingly.

When they noticed the momentum of the man, the faces of the more than thirty masters changed, and they all took a deep breath. They did not expect that the man suddenly became so powerful, and his strength seemed to have exceeded the scope of the holy realm.

However, at this time, there was no unnecessary choice, and he could only kill the man to the end and completely kill him.

"The demons danced around." The man said in a cold voice four words, and squeezed out an extremely mysterious seal with both hands. The demonic flames on his body surging, and a series of ferocious and terrifying shadows spread their teeth and claws towards the more than thirty masters. Each time the shadows contained negative auras such as death, decay, and other negative auras, directly impacting the human soul.

"Demonic Sword."

"The Divine Art of Holy Light."

"The sea of ​​blood is surging."

"A sword flying immortal."

,,,

More than 30 masters from various races have fired terrifying attacks, one by one, and the space can be shattered.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was watching this scene, suddenly felt a sense of alertness. He felt a dangerous aura. When he turned his head, he saw two extremely ferocious black shadows pounced towards him.

It seems that there must be a fight. Ye Xiaofeng sighed slightly in his heart and said, when he came just now, spying on the master had already aroused the other party's alertness. It seems that the other party is going to deal with him first.

Ye Xiaofeng stretched out his hands and slashed in the void. His hands containing the true energy of lust moved out a series of mysterious trajectories. A wisp of special energy spread, and ripples appeared in the space centered on Ye Xiaofeng.

The two hideous and terrifying black shadows gradually dissipated when they just arrived at the ripples in the space around Ye Xiaofeng.

Seeing a scene, Ye Xiaofeng showed shock. Even he didn't believe it. The two black shadows were so weak that they were killed by him in one go.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Xiaofeng understood that these black shadows were all things condensed by resentment, they were simply empty things. The true energy he cultivated himself happened to be the nemesis of these things.

"Boom boom boom,"

A powerful energy burst out, and more than 30 masters of various races were boundless. They could clearly feel it within a radius of three kilometers. This was because the place of the Abyss of Death was quite special. Otherwise, the attack just now would probably be able to smash the island directly.

At this time, the man turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a murderous intent in his eyes. At this time, he was fighting with more than 30 masters of various races and could not be repaid at all. Otherwise, he might have come to kill Ye Xiaofeng as soon as possible, and he felt a strong threat in Ye Xiaofeng.

"What a terrible cultivation level. I'm afraid his combat power has reached that level now." Feeling the other party's gaze, Ye Xiaofeng's heart burst.

Swhoosh, suddenly, figures appeared one after another. They were all masters of all races, and their cultivation was at the ninth level of the holy realm.

When he noticed this scene, the man's face changed even more. He opened his mouth and sucked it, and all the black air rushed in, entering his body, and the breath on his body was even stronger.

"Take action quickly, otherwise he will refine the Curse Flower." Seeing so many masters coming, a master at the peak of the Saint Realm of the Divine Feather Clan roared, and the others also sent voices to their tribe members.

"kill,,,"

For a moment, these masters all killed the master one after another.

"Help me," Ye Xiaofeng, who was watching this grand battle vigilantly, was watching Ye Xiaofeng, who was in a stalemate with black gas and white light in the curse flower stamens, and suddenly a sound came from his ear.

"Who are you?" Ye Xiaofeng looked around vigilantly, and a mental fluctuation emanated.

"I am what you call the Flower of Curse. That hateful master wants to refine me, please help me." The voice continued to sound, with a hint of begging and anxiety in his voice.

"You have been around for a long time and must have extremely powerful power. My strength is too weak. How can you help you?" Ye Xiaofeng asked.

The power contained in the white light in the curse flower stamen seemed to be able to destroy the abyss of death. His power was like stars and bright moons compared to it. Even if he helped, it might not have much effect.

Before seeing the Cursed Flower, Ye Xiaofeng vowed to get the Cursed Flower, but when he saw the Cursed Flower, a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. Unless the Cursed Flower was willing, no one could get it.

"Although your power is very small, it is very special. I can feel that your power has a certain effect on him. With your help, I still have a share of it. Hope, otherwise, I will be really refined by him." The voice sounded again.

Ye Xiaofeng was silent and thought about this matter. This was an opportunity. If he helped the Curse Flower, the Curse Flower would definitely owe him a favor. At that time, he would definitely agree to the petals and the like.

"If I was refined by him, there would be a great disaster in this world, and you could also feel the breath on his body. He is a big devil. My power could purify him, but he was too cunning and arranged a lot of means to make me lose some of my original power. Help me." I thought it was Ye Xiaofeng who refused, so the voice quickly explained.
Chapter completed!