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Chapter 1947 One sword cuts the divine sense

In the Dragon Teng Alliance, Yin Zhiming's face looked extremely ugly in a palace, and his past arrogance had completely disappeared.

His talent is already very powerful. Among the magical medicine liquid brought by those who came to the lost world, his cultivation has soared to the peak of the pseudo-god realm, only one step away from the virtual god realm.

Although he has become much low-key over the years, he has become arrogant in his heart because he has no opponent Ye Xiaofeng, as if he is the number one person in the younger generation back then.

However, when the two true gods brought back to Ye Xiaofeng and were extremely powerful yesterday, he was scared and had an indescribable fear in his heart.

What to do, what to do? Do you have to hide for a while? Yin Zhiming thought to himself.

Although he now has a pseudo-divine realm master and a high Void God realm, he can't stop Ye Xiaofeng at all. Even the two masters in the true God realm think they are not Ye Xiaofeng's opponents, let alone them.

"Yin Zhiming, come out! The accounts between us should be calculated." Suddenly, a huge voice was coming from the sky, like muffled thunder. This sound made many buildings tremble.

Hearing this voice, Yin Zhiming's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with panic.

No, no, I can't go out, Yin Zhiming thought to himself that he knew that once he really went out, he would definitely die.

Outside the headquarters of the Longteng Alliance, Ye Xiaofeng and a few girls stood quietly in the void. A strange light flashed in his eyes, as if he could see through everything.

After a long time, seeing that Yin Zhiming had not come out, a cold light appeared in Ye Xiaofeng's eyes, he snorted coldly, and grabbed it. The entire Longteng Alliance headquarters was shaking, as if it was about to be broken. The space of the hall where Yin Zhiming was located was broken, and Yin Zhiming was pulled into the space passage directly.

"Save me,"

Yin Zhiming shouted in horror.

When he appeared, he was already in front of Ye Xiaofeng.

"Old friend, you've been doing well recently." Ye Xiaofeng said with a faint smile on his face.

"You,,,,,,, what do you want to do?" Yin Zhiming trembled, but he pretended to be very calm, as if he was not afraid of Ye Xiaofeng at all.

"I want you to repay the debt you owe in the past." The smile on Ye Xiaofeng's face disappeared, looking extremely cold, and his words were full of coldness.

As soon as the words fell, a terrible force immediately surged out. He wanted to abolish Yin Zhiming's cultivation first and then play slowly.

"Ye Xiaofeng, don't do it first, just say something." At this time, a sound came from a palace in the headquarters of the Longteng Alliance.

Whoosh swish swish swish-

Many figures appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng ignored it at all, and the invisible light increased even more, as if he felt the crisis. A golden light appeared on Yin Zhiming's body, completely wrapping him up. The golden light completely blocked Ye Xiaofeng's energy.

Seeing this, Yin Zhiming was slightly stunned, and then laughed wildly, "Ye Xiaofeng, this light was left by a master of the Immortal God Realm. With your cultivation level, you can't break it. I want to see how you can do to me, hahaha,,,"

The masters flying out of the Dragon Teng Alliance looked at this scene without any intention of interfering. For them, as long as they could ensure that Yin Zhiming was alive, there was a golden light on Yin Zhiming's body, and it seemed that Ye Xiaofeng might not be able to break it. They all felt relieved.

"Is that true? It cannot be broken from the outside, it may not be broken from the inside." Ye Xiaofeng sneered, and the ability of the emotional power was used out.

Suddenly, Yin Zhiming's face turned red.

puff--

A mouthful of red blood was spewed out, and energy from the body spreads outward.

Ye Xiaofeng's ability depends on human emotions and ignores any obstacles from light. All the true energy that Yin Zhiming had worked hard to practice was dissipated, and his whole body of cultivation was lost, and he became an ordinary person.

The two masters of the True God Realm, as well as many famous masters of the Void God Realm, all of the Fake God Realm changed their faces. Although they were angry in their hearts, they did not dare to burst out.

"No,,"

A miserable scream came from Yin Zhiming's mouth. His black hair slowly turned white, and his handsome face looked extremely old like tree bark.

His eyes were full of despair. He worked hard for more than 200 years to practice, but now he ended up like this. No matter who practiced, he couldn't stand it.

"Hahaha," Suddenly, Yin Zhiming laughed, his eyes full of blood and tears, and there was indescribable vicissitudes and loneliness in the laughter.

The past echoed in his mind, as if he saw the woman who died for him calling him.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you should stop now! He has become like this, spare his life! We can compensate with other things." At this time, a master of the True God Realm looked at Ye Xiaofeng and said.

Yin Zhiming's father has a great influence in the lost world. Although they are not from the same force, they are all people from the lost world after all. If they don't save them, I believe Yin Zhiming's father will blame them.

"Compensation? What are you going to use to compensate for your life?" Ye Xiaofeng asked with a sneer. He didn't take these people seriously at all. Now his cultivation level is comparable to that of the peak masters of the True God Realm, and he is not afraid of these people at all.

"Ye Xiaofeng, do you have no face to say that?" Another master of the True God Realm looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a bad expression and said. Although Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation is very strong, they still have various forbidden techniques, etc. When fighting, they are not afraid.

"I gave you face, who gave me face? Get out." Ye Xiaofeng's face turned cold, the word "got" came out with a roar, and the sound waves rolled.

Puff puff puff —

Except for the two true gods who were pale in their faces, everyone else spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards at the same time.

He looked at the people coldly, and Ye Xiaofeng turned his eyes to Yin Zhiming again. He held out of thin air. One of Yin Zhiming's arm rattled, and the bone was pinched into powder by Ye Xiaofeng inch.

"Ah,,," the miserable screams continued.

"Stop, Ye Xiaofeng, we just drove away our young master." Someone shouted, and the one who made a sound was the only one left among the four pseudo-divine realm masters before. His cultivation level had reached the Void God realm.

"Hmph, don't you have the ability to summon the coming of the divine thoughts of the powerful people in the lost world? I'll give you a chance." Ye Xiaofeng turned his eyes to the master of the Void God Realm.

"Ye Xiaofeng, don't be arrogant. Two hundred years ago, we were able to deal with you, and now we can deal with you." A mad look appeared in the eyes of the master of the Void God Realm.

"Use my blood to penetrate time and space, dedicate me, sacrifice, and descend." He spewed out his mouthful of essence and blood, and drew a strange blood-colored rune in the void with essence and blood, and then he burned and turned into extremely pure energy.

At this time, another famous master stepped into the blood rune, and all turned into pure energy. Those people were all people around Yin Zhiming.

boom--

A brilliant light soared into the sky, piercing through the space at once. Suddenly, a terrible divine thought came, and the golden light shone for thousands of miles.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, and in a blink of an eye, it condensed into a golden figure. This golden figure was surging and extremely huge.
Chapter completed!
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