Five hundred and tenth chapter tyrannical combat power
The blood-colored Shura blood pattern on the whole body replaced the holy pattern. Ye Feng wanted to enter this state at the beginning, but he could not be stimulated no matter what. This was completely different from two years ago. But under the strong pressure just now,
He actually went straight into this state.
At this time, Ye Feng's mind was extremely clear. He felt that the enemy attacking him was slowing down a few beats, and the figures attacking him around him also became much slower.
Ye Feng moved, and Ye Feng's figure looked like a ghost. The monks of the Ghost Royal Clan felt a chill at first, and then Ye Feng's figure disappeared.
Just now, he felt as if he was being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, and his momentum flashed and disappeared.
The next moment, Ye Feng's whole body was shining with red light and he had already come to the other party's back. How did the powerful man of the Ghost Royal Clan react? The sickle suddenly rotated, and the tip of the knife stabbed behind him, turning around to block it.
But without expecting to break a phantom, I felt a tingling pain behind my back the next moment.
Ye Feng made a claw with one hand, and a faint green demon heart fire above it scratched the other person's back.
The powerful ghost king clan was in pain and hurriedly turned around, but Ye Feng disappeared. Ye Feng was really like a ghost at this time, and the other monks in the distance were also looking around, wanting to find Ye Feng, but they were aware of it at all.
Not.
The monks in the Ghost Royal Clan looked angry, but they were still unable to feel where Ye Feng was.
"Bastard! Come out for me!"
At this time, a scream came from afar. A red figure appeared beside a monk from the Ghost Royal Clan of the Bailing Realm, ending his life with one palm.
Immediately afterwards, the red shadow disappeared, and after a few breaths, another scream rang out, and the ghostly red figure was again.
The powerful Ghost Royal Clan was already crazy at this time. A spiritual infant realm cultivator killed so many cultivators in succession under his nose, but he couldn't even catch Ye Feng anywhere. Ye Feng's only appearance was killing
When a monk.
"Gathered together for me, he is just a kid in the Spirit Infant Realm. As long as he appears, he will kill him directly!" The strong man immediately made a choice.
"Is he really just a spiritual infant realm cultivator?"
This question almost broke out in the hearts of all the monks around. They really couldn't imagine what kind of monster this human monk was?
Everyone quickly moved closer. Only by gathering together could Ye Feng prevent his chances from taking advantage of it.
No one knew Ye Feng’s mood at this time. Ye Feng felt that he had become another person at this time. When he killed the two strong men, he felt extremely happy...
"Is this the power? Is this me? Kill... Kill..." Ye Feng was a little crazy, his hands were filled with purple blood, all of which came from the monks of the Ghost Royal Clan. Ye Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light.
"ah……"
Another scream, and a ghost royal family who had not had time to gather together was killed by Ye Feng.
From the beginning to now, Ye Feng has killed four people. These are four cultivators in Bailing Realm. Two years ago, outside Hongwu City, such a cultivator Ye Feng had to work hard to design and kill him. But now,
Ye Feng felt that his power had changed drastically. With his powerful body, killing these monks was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs...
"Bastard! Get out of here!"
The powerful ghost king clan shouted angrily, and then the surging vitality turned into a shock wave and stirred up the surroundings, like a big wave.
And just above the thirty meters away, a red figure flew backwards. It was Ye Feng. Ye Feng felt the power of that power, but there was no such thing as before the Shura Blood Pattern possessed.
Hesitation and worry, standing out of thin air, with a wicked smile on his face.
"The powerful man of the Ghost Royal Clan? Hahaha...haha..."
Ye Feng's voice was full of arrogance and his tone was full of disdain.
He clearly felt his heartbeat was accelerating, which was a feeling of boiling blood. Ye Feng felt that the Shura blood pattern made him feel as if he had changed into another person.
"No matter how fast you are, you can't escape my intuition. You are strong, but you must die!"
Ye Feng's voice was calm. "Do you dare to fight?"
"Ghost King Transformation!"
The man suddenly emitted purple light from his whole body, and then his body expanded, and he became tall and strong. Suddenly, he accelerated like lightning and headed straight for Ye Feng. Other monks concentrated on their minds to guard against Ye Feng's sneak attack.
But at this time, I saw Ye Feng snapping his fingers in the distance.
It was just a voice, but the next moment, green flames burst out from the entire body of the powerful ghost king.
A sentence appeared from Ye Feng's mouth. "Demon Heart Fire!"
puff……
Purple blood spurted out from the other party's mouth, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared again. The next moment, the head of the ghost royal family disappeared, and the whole person's figure burned with green flames and fell from the air. A ray of light and shadow flew out of the body.
When he came out, he was directly extinguished by Ye Feng's fire ball. It was the spiritual baby in the other party's body.
Sixty spirit powerhouses in the Bailing Realm, fell!
The monks of the Ghost Royal Clan in the distance widened their eyes. They didn't see clearly what they had posted. The strong man who entered the strongest state actually fell so unknown.
A moment later, Ye Feng's red figure stood in the sky, holding a sphere in his hand. It was a head, his face was full of anger, and he died with his eyes closed.
Ye Feng threw him at the group of Ghost Royal Clan monks and laughed wildly. "Haha..."
After catching the head of the strong man, one of them shouted angrily: "Join to kill this person. This person will definitely be a big problem when he grows up!"
"Such an evil guy is rare even in our abyss, right? Maybe when you grow up in the future, you may become a powerful general in the abyss!" Another man said in a deep voice.
"Farting, if you don't kill him here today, you will definitely become a major concern for our clan in the future. Join forces and kill!"
The person who spoke was a powerful monk with more than thirty spirits, and he had a very high status among everyone present. At this time, his teeth were itchy and he was the leader, and the auras of dozens of people were connected together, and Ye Feng's face was
He showed a sneer and his body dodged continuously. He did not choose to fight hard. After avoiding two joint attacks, he suddenly walked around the back of the group of people, attacked with all his strength, and then evacuated immediately after killing one person.
Walking like the wind, as fast as flash.
Every time Ye Feng appears, he will take away a monk. Although there are many injuries on his body, after the Shura Blood Pattern possession, Ye Feng cannot feel any pain at all. All the injuries are caused by him being even more crazy and awake.
.
"Demon, he is a demon. His aura is Shura, blood Shura. How is it possible? Someone actually got Shura blood pattern! It's still in this mortal world. Impossible! Impossible!"
The monk who gave the order just now widened his eyes and his whole body was trembling. The Shura blood pattern was also learned by him when he accidentally entered an ancient ruin when he was in the abyss. It was only a little bit of records, and there was also a pool of bright red blood stains.
The aura was exactly the same as what Ye Feng exuded at this time.
...
The Seven Killing Formation in the distance was at this time, the wind was blowing, lightning and thunder were roaring, and the battle was coming to an end. The three of them joined forces to kill the peak of Bailing Realm. After all, the other party's support was completely cut off.
At this time, the anger of the monk of the Ghost Royal Clan resounded throughout the world. "No! No! No..."
He shouted three times in a row, his tone full of grief and anger and unwillingness. He could not imagine that he had fallen in the mortal world, and he could not understand that so many monks outside had not killed the monk in the Spirit Infant Realm. He would never think about it.
I understand, but I don't have the chance to figure it out.
Ye Feng naturally knew the situation in the Seven Killing Formation. While the peak powerhouse of the Ghost Royal Clan Bailing Realm fell, the operation of the formation gradually slowed down. Jiuyou and the other two did not waste time and trapped the formation at the fastest speed.
All the other monks killed and finally rushed out of the formation. They were also quite worried about Ye Feng. After all, they also heard the voice of the powerful Ghost Royal Clan.
After leaving the Seven Killing Formation, the three of them were stunned in the air. More than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, including many powerful people. The strongest one was already in different places.
But the next moment, they felt the bloody smell.
"Boss!"
Jiuyou shouted, Jiuyou's face was not good at this time, and the aura Ye Feng showed at this time made him feel palpitations. He naturally knew the power of the Shura blood pattern, but also knew how big the side effects this Shura blood pattern had.
Ye Feng turned his head and looked over. Jiuyou and the other two took a step back at the same time. It was a kind of chill that was trembling from the soul.
"This kid is possessed!" Old Tan said in a deep voice.
Chixue looked at Ye Feng and exclaimed: "So strong. Is this just the Spirit Infant Realm? It's really strong!"
Jiuyou said in a deep voice: "You can't continue like this. If you keep this state for a long time, the boss may lose his mind. That way, he will be done!"
So the three of them flew towards the group of Ghost Royal Clan monks. As long as these people were solved, Ye Feng would lose the desire to fight and would return to normal as soon as possible.
The monks present could hear the voice of the powerful Ghost Royal Clan just now. Who would still wait for death here at this time? "Everyone retreated in dispersed ways and gathered in the army."
At this moment, the group of monks scattered like grasshoppers, and everyone chased after them. Kill one more, and then there would be less trouble. Ye Feng was particularly quick. In this state, his speed had reached a pervert, one after another.
Killing several monks, most of them still managed to escape. Although Ye Feng's combat power was amazing, his realm was much different.
In the distance, Jiuyou and the other three gathered together.
"Kill four of them in total. These guys run away with their lives, they're really fast!" Chixue smiled bitterly.
"I'm not bad either, I'll kill five people in total. Have you seen the boss?"
Mr. Tan and Chixue shook their heads, and Mr. Tan said, "That kid Ye Feng is really too fast! But he should be back soon!"
At this time, the three of them suddenly felt a cold behind their backs. At the same time, they turned around and saw the red figure and a pair of blood-like eyes. The three of them felt that the temperature around them had dropped a lot.
Jiuyou whispered: "Boss!"
At this time, Ye Feng's eyes showed fierce light, his body flashed, and he rushed straight to Jiuyou. His palm was covered with demonic heart fire, and his eyes were full of murderous intent and fighting spirit.
Jiuyou said to the two of them: "No, my mind is lost. The three of us join forces to subdue the boss first!"
"Is this kid crazy?" Old Tan angrily scolded, but responded as soon as possible.
Ye Feng is quite strong, but he has been seriously injured after fighting. What's more, the three people in front of him are not comparable to those monks just now. The two have peak combat power, and Mr. Tan has also broken through ninety spirits and can take it casually.
Even if he had a combat power, Ye Feng might not be an opponent of one of them even in his heyday.