These corpse demons are refined by the cultivators' physical bodies, and their realm before death must at least reach their strength at this time. In other words, the nigger king killed many powerful people to refine such evil things. Undoubtedly
It is quite a matter of nature. Of course, Ye Feng would not think too much. When he saw the crazy demon in Hunyuan Continent that day, his cultivation method was much stronger than that of the nigger king. What Ye Feng was more worried about at this time was the nigger king
The guy behind him is the Heavenly Ghost King mentioned by the other party.
Ye Feng didn't know what the Heavenly Ghost King was, but it would definitely be a troublesome to meet this guy in the future. Fortunately, the three strong men under the other party were met by him, and now he can destroy one of them first, making the other party's strength great
With discounts. In one-on-one situation, Ye Feng is confident and confident in dealing with the other party. Even if the other party is a super strong man like Lao Gui, Ye Feng still has the ability to protect himself.
At this time, the dozen or so corpse demons had approached Ye Feng. Ye Feng didn't care. Even the corpse demons in Bailing Realm could never break through their own defenses.
Sure enough, more than a dozen corpse demons rushed up and rushed towards Ye Feng directly, with a very fast speed.
Ye Feng had disdain on his face, and a burst of vitality broke out on his body. Then, the dozen or so corpse demons were directly knocked out, and their sharp claws completely lost their effect.
Seeing this situation, the nigger king immediately knew that Ye Feng was powerful in his body. Without saying a word, he changed his strategy instantly and moved instantly. Then, a black spear appeared in his hand.
When Ye Feng looked at it, he immediately felt a powerful demonic aura. Ye Feng immediately understood that this should be the demonic soldier that Yao Zhen mentioned.
Ye Feng went straight up and the trapped dragon rope appeared in his hand. Ye Feng would not have any reason, and the trapped dragon rope flew out directly.
The sound of the sleeping dragon rope appeared made the demon soldiers in the other party's hand tremble wildly.
The jade bottle in Yaoyue's hand is just a imitation, so it doesn't have much power to deal with this demon soldier. The dragon trap in Ye Feng's hand is a real fairy treasure. Just this point, the magic weapon for the other party is
There is absolute restraint.
The nigger king looked surprised, obviously not expecting Ye Feng's actions at all. He didn't even feel that such a thing would have happened to the powerful demon soldiers in his hand.
"Soul-breaking!"
Although the nigger king made a choice immediately, he did not dare to rush towards Ye Feng because of this. Ye Feng was very fast and in the blink of an eye he had already arrived more than ten meters ahead of the other party. The black spear in the other party's hand turned into
A black light pierced Ye Feng’s spiritual platform.
The Dragon Screw of the Dragon Screw was completely out of hand at this time. Ye Feng's whole body exuded a strong aura, and his entire aura became extremely powerful. The Dragon Screw of the Dragon Screw seemed to be alive, directly tangling in the light emitted by the demon soldiers, keeping his eyes on the rays.
The nigger king entangled.
The nigger king felt the powerful oppression of the Dragon Screw, and slapped hard at the back of the spear. The spear passed through the entanglement and stabbed Ye Feng. He retreated quickly. Ye Feng suddenly disappeared and the Dragon Screw
He is still chasing the other person in front of him.
Ye Feng's face showed a look of surprise. Then, the black ghost king's body was split into two. For a moment, the dragon souvenir was trapped but he didn't know which one to chase. The other party's separate body suddenly accelerated and went around in a circle.
After reaching the back of the trapped dragon rope, he took the black soldier into his hand again. Then he looked around at the location of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng suddenly appeared behind him, and the trapped dragon rope had returned to Ye Feng's hand again. The chain was suddenly thrown out by Ye Feng, and then it suddenly strangled the other party's neck. The flames instantly burned. It was the white holy flame. Ye Feng's choice of flames was also different for dealing with different monks.
At this time, Ye Feng had a smile on his face, and then he quickly wrapped his dragon rope around the other party. At this time, a foul stinking emitting a body of the nigger king. Then, his neck and his body instantly separated. Then, he broke free from Ye Feng's control, which made Ye Feng difficult to deal with again.
The other party was obviously a corpse cultivator, and his magical powers were quite strange. Although the Holy Flame caused a lot of damage to the other party, it was obviously not enough to meet his expectations.
The Nigami King was even more surprised at this time, because he had not been forced to this point for a long time. If it weren't for his special abilities, he would have been killed by Ye Feng now. The Nigami King looked at Ye Feng from a distance and asked directly: "Who are you? There was no breath of yours on the Hongyuan Continent."
Ye Feng sneered. "Do you care who I am, you will definitely die today."
Ye Feng supported the action. This time he used not the trapped dragon rope, but his own blood. The blood Shura Blade appeared in his hand and turned into a long sword, exuding a strong murderous aura. When the other party saw Ye Feng's behavior, he said in surprise: "Is it my own?"
Ye Feng said coldly: "Kill your person!"
The nigger king spoke to Ye Feng and said, "You are just an evil cultivator, and this aura cannot be covered up. Why do you have to fight with me here? I can recommend it to Lord Tiangui. At that time, you will have the wind and the rain. The mortal world will be free and free."
Ye Feng said directly: "Stop talking nonsense to me, we are not all the people. Die."
Ye Feng suddenly acted. This time, Ye Feng completely raised his breath, and the vitality in his body continued to boil, expanding and finally turned into the power of Ye Feng's physical body. Ye Feng had already used this blood Shura Blade. The opponent's strength was not too weak. The opponent was a corpse cultivator. The best way to deal with them was undoubtedly his own blood.
The Shura blood pattern caused the essential changes in Ye Feng's blood and had the ability to restrain evil things. This was a good opportunity to verify.
Ye Feng didn't think too much, and suddenly acted. In an instant, a red light broke through the sky and took the other party's head. Ye Feng's entire aura had already reached its peak at this time. The nigger king felt a huge threat and immediately supported the demon soldiers in his hand to resist the attack.
Kakka...
Hongguang and his demon soldiers were completely in a stalemate, but he stared at the magic weapon in his hand widened his eyes and slowly cracked. He could not imagine how powerful Ye Feng was at this time. "It is just a thirty-five-spirited monk? It's impossible!"
At this time, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared again in the blink of an eye. This time, the green flame covered the blade. This time, the domineering sword was directly used. The attack speed this time was quite amazing. It had already chopped the opponent's back in an instant, and the green flame only split a little into the opponent's body.
The Black Ghost King seemed to not know the pain. The black bones were completely exposed to the air, but they were very hard. Ye Feng's domineering sword was not cut off directly, but this was also the reason why Ye Feng did not use the Dragon Fighting Technique.
At this time, Ye Feng was full of strong aura, and then a powerful aura appeared. Ye Feng quickly retreated and saw that the nigger king suddenly changed in shape. The whole person was expanding rapidly, as if he had become a huge ball of meat, and the carrion made people disgusting. However, the aura increased a lot.
At this time, Ye Feng was not panicked. In the other party's body, the demon heart fire was wandering in the other party's important qi. Suddenly, Ye Feng's figure disappeared, and then the power of the Dragon Fighting Technique burst out. The opponent's huge head was directly cut out by Ye Feng's blood Shura Blade.
Ye Feng did not hold back, and turned around and turned to a Heaven-burning hand. The two completely different flames, Hell Black Flame and Holy Flame, intertwined. However, they both played their role. At this moment, the breath completely changed.
Bang bang bang bang...
The huge, carruff-filled body exploded and scattered. The blood fell on the plants below and emitted white smoke. The flesh and blood of the nigger king was strongly corrosive.
"No! You bastard actually destroyed my body." The head actually stopped in the air and scolded Ye Feng angrily.
Ye Feng sneered: "I care what you belong to. You must die here today."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, the huge head laughed wildly: "Hahaha...Arrogant boy. I, the nigger king, are immortal. Even if only a drop of blood is left, I will grow up again, swallow more flesh and blood and restore my true body."
At this time, a purple light shot out from Ye Feng's eyebrows. It was the attack of the spiritual sense. The head, which was still laughing wildly, became a little uneasy at this time. He avoided Ye Feng's attack in the air.
At this time, Ye Feng showed a sneer on his face. "Hmph, what's not dead? You're dead today. I'll destroy your soul, and I want to see how you can be resurrected."
The head returned to its original appearance, turned around and ran away, and its speed was quite slow. This corpse cultivator was indeed very strange. Even if his body was destroyed like this, he could still display his power. Unfortunately, his mental power was difficult to become stronger.
At this time, Ye Feng's face was cold and his body disappeared. After appearing again, he had already stopped the other party and grabbed the other party's hair. Then, he was concentrated and a soul impact shot out again. At this moment, the nigger king rolled his eyes, and the breath and momentum on his head completely disappeared.
Ye Feng then turned around and flew away with the head of the nigger king. The demon soldier was put into the Qiankun bag by Ye Feng. Although this demon soldier was not suitable for ordinary cultivators, it would be better to take it back and give it to Jiuyou. Although the treasure in Jiuyou's hand was good, it was obviously much worse than this demon soldier.
Ye Feng was extremely fast, and just now, some of the evil cultivators watching the battle below were a little panicked. They had just passed a few good days, but they didn't expect their backers to die like this, and they were still so thorough.
Not only did he die without a complete body, but his head was taken away by others. And who was that young man?
Of course, it was not just the evil cultivators who saw these. Some monks were forced to stay here. At this time, they saw the battle just now and were completely boiling. The news of the fall of the Black Ghost King is believed to be spread throughout the Hongyuan Continent in less than a long time.
It was lively here, and Ye Feng had returned to the Yao family. At this time, the evil cultivators completely retreated, and the Yao family was also in silence at this time, and they were all waiting for news. Now that the appearance of Yao Yue, the ancestor, made the disciples in the clan feel much more at ease. After all, this is the existence of the spiritual pillar, and it is precisely because of the fact that Yao Yue is still protecting the family, the disciples in the sect are so desperate to defend and protect all the interests of the family.
Ye Feng flew down from the sky, and everyone looked here as soon as possible.
Ye Feng fell from the sky and landed steadily in the yard. Yao Yue looked here nervously, Yao Zhen was also full of expectations. Only Yao Xian had full of trust in her eyes. Trust Ye Feng would never go back on his word. Ye Feng was in his hands
Carrying a black cloth wrapped around something the size of a human head.
Yaoyue thought about what Ye Feng said when she left, her eyes were full of expectation.