"Ancient demon soul! Kill him!" Qin Feng controlled the big guy. This big guy was not suppressed in the secret realm. Now his strength is equivalent to the peak of the fourth-grade demon soul, which is the peak strength of the early Yuanxu period. This shows that there are many magic weapons.
Well, I can actually summon such a big guy to help me.
The ancient demon soul opened its bloody mouth and spat out gray-black spiritual light balls, which hit the edge of the storm one after another.
Qin Feng also played with the ghost claws, scratches drawing graceful arcs in the void, banging against the black storm.
Yi Yun was in the middle of the storm and felt the storm trembling. He stopped and stepped forward.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy! Hahaha..." Qin Feng thought that Yi Yun could no longer support him and wanted to escape, but how could he escape in this huge formation of thousands of ghosts?
Did Yi Yun really want to escape? No, he just wanted to change the way of fighting. When he reached the top, there were more and more ghosts. Yi Yun took a deep breath and his body buzzed into gold.
The wall of the King Kong made his body as strong as a King Kong. The ghosts around him rushed at him one after another, scratching and biting them, but they could not break through Yi Yun's body defense at all.
Even injecting poison into Yi Yun's body had no effect at all. After Qin Feng and the ancient demon souls chased him, Yi Yun stood there and silently recited the mantra for a long time.
When Qin Feng was close enough, Yi Yun suddenly had a thought! A powerful mental stab blasted out, and with a buzz, Qin Feng's whole body fell downwards like a rag bag.
The ancient demon soul that remained stood there dumbly, because its owner lost consciousness for a moment, so it seemed to be unconscious in this brief moment.
Yi Yun took advantage of this opportunity, and the Destruction Blade appeared in his hand. He suddenly came in front of the ancient demon soul and slashed hard...
"Fuck you..." The huge black blade in Yi Yun's hand passed from one side of the ancient demon soul's neck to the other!
The ancient demon soul also regained consciousness at this time, whined, and its entire head fell down as if a mountain had collapsed.
Yi Yun clenched his fists, which were wrapped in black light. He jumped up to the head of the ancient demon soul and shouted: "Broken!~"
With a powerful punch, the fallen head of the ancient demon soul was directly blasted by the aura of destruction, leaving not even the scum left...
The huge body of the ancient demon soul shook a few times and then collapsed...
Huh... there was a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground, and the body of the ancient demon soul slowly dissipated. Qin Feng yelled: "Damn! Regroup!"
Countless ghosts and ghosts rushed towards the body of the ancient demon soul and submerged themselves into the headless corpse.
After a while, the body of the ancient demon soul that slowly faded became solid again, and the headless corpse stood up again. Qin Feng was breathing heavily. It seemed that he had consumed a lot, especially
Resurrecting this ancient demon soul consumes a lot of his spiritual energy.
He grabbed a few spiritual stones with both hands and began to suck them in frantically. The spiritual power inside was quickly absorbed into Qin Feng's body, replenishing the spiritual power he had consumed.
The ancient demon soul has now turned into a headless corpse, but its aura has not weakened much. Yi Yun smiled disdainfully: "My head is gone, what do you think you are? If you want, then do it again!"
Yi Yun flicked his hand, and a rotating black light blade flew towards the ancient demon soul's body.
Qin Feng made a hand gesture with his hands: "Boy, do you think you can still use your old tricks again?" Qin Feng knew that Yi Yun definitely wanted to use the spirit thorn to attack him again now, so he concentrated and held his breath, preparing to fight against the spirit.