Ye Feng no longer walked around aimlessly in the secret space, but began to search for the place where ancestor Chen Bo stored his treasures.
While passing through a valley, Ye Feng saw a familiar figure. It was the demon cultivator who was wearing a bloody battle armor and had an eighth-level peak cultivation level.
The sword in his hand was almost stained red with blood. He looked at Ye Feng suddenly with an expression that showed no emotion at all.
"I'm very curious as to how you are not affected by the poisonous gas. Could it be that your spiritual cultivation has reached the ninth level? But you are clearly only at the seventh level." The blood-armored demon cultivator asked in a deep voice.
"I am a member of Team 98, Ye Feng." Ye Feng did not answer the other party's question directly, but took the initiative to report his origin.
The blood-armored demon cultivator looked startled, then became serious, and said seriously: "I am the captain of the first team under Commander Qishan, Hong Hu!"
After hearing this, Ye Feng secretly thought: Sure enough, this Hong Hu can become the captain of the first team with the eighth level peak cultivation level. His combat power should be comparable to the ninth level, or even stronger than the ordinary ninth level.
It is precisely because of this that he has not been completely eroded by the poisonous gas until now.
But Ye Feng could also see that Hong Hu was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long. The poisonous gas had already eroded into his soul, and he would probably be unable to suppress it after a while.
"The wolf clan has a great genius. Go away quickly and try to hold on until the general arrives, then you can be saved!" Hong Hu suddenly waved his hand and asked Ye Feng to leave.
"What about you?" Ye Feng asked.
"Me?..." A bitter smile appeared on Hong Hu's cold face, and he said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to that moment. You should leave quickly before I am taken away and lose my mind!"
Hong Hu's face showed pain. Ye Feng could clearly see with the Eyes of Creation that most of Hong Hu's soul had been eroded by the black poisonous gas.
However, Ye Feng couldn't do much to help. He could only protect himself from the influence of the poisonous gas, but if it were other people, the black poisonous gas would directly erode the soul origin. Even if he used the power of creation to refine it, the soul origin of the other person would be destroyed.
Purify them together.
In the final analysis, it is because his cultivation level is insufficient and his understanding of the way of creation is insufficient. Otherwise, even if it involves the origin of the soul, he will not be able to resolve this mysterious poison.
"Take care of yourself!"
Ye Feng said nothing more and turned around to leave.
"Take care!" Hong Hu also said solemnly, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails were embedded in the flesh. The erosion of the poisonous gas became more and more severe, and he was still resisting with difficulty.
"ah!……"
Ye Feng had not gone far when he heard a shrill cry from behind him.
When he looked back, he saw Hong Hu's ferocious bloody armor, covered with bright red blood-like brilliance, charging towards him.
There was a hint of regret in Ye Feng's expression. He was a demon man with a strong character, but the poisonous gas of ancestor Chen Bo eroded the origin of his soul. He lost his mind and his life came to an end. He could only make a wedding dress for others.
"die!"
Hong Hu waved the blood-stained sword in his hand, and the actual bloody murderous aura surged. What he practiced was the way of killing. With a light touch of the hundreds-foot-long bloody sword light, the surrounding space shattered and turned into powder.
"Instead of letting you become an incarnation of Ancestor Chen Bo, I will personally send you on your way!"
Ye Feng sighed, the aura around his body suddenly changed, blood flowed, the mad god talent was activated, he punched out, and the power of the killing swordsmanship surged, shattering the hundred-foot-long sword light.
"The power of blood!"
Ye Feng activated his second transformation, activated the space at extremely high speed, and rushed in front of Hong Hu in an instant.
The moment Hong Hu's soul origin was completely eroded by the poisonous gas, the incarnations of Ancestor Chen Bo all over the entire secret space began to feel it.
"Haha, I have nourishment again." Ancestor Chen Bo was overjoyed. Those who were corroded and controlled by the poisonous gas from the beginning were mostly demon cultivators with lower cultivation levels. If they can persist until now and are corroded and controlled, their strength will obviously increase.
The more powerful it is, the more helpful it will be for Patriarch Chen Bo to restore his cultivation.
In Hong Hu's Consciousness Sea Purple Mansion, the soul that originally looked like a bloody tiger turned into the appearance of Ancestor Chen Bo.
But as soon as Hong Hu was transformed into an incarnation, Patriarch Chen Bo's expression suddenly changed.
I saw a palm covering the sky and the sun, pressing on the head of the incarnation with a bang, and the newly obtained eighth-level peak incarnation suddenly fell into pieces.
"It's you fucking bastard again!"
Ancestor Chen Bo was shocked and angry, his body was destroyed, a wisp of black energy floated out, transformed into his appearance, and glared at Ye Feng.
"Hello, old guy, we meet again." Ye Feng grinned, flicked out a killing blood flame with his finger, and with a puff, burned the soul consciousness manifested by the ancestor Chen Bo into ashes.
At the same time, in the entire secret space, the many incarnations of Ancestor Chen Bo were furious.
In this secret space, there is a high mountain with black poisonous fire spreading and rising. This mountain is about five to six hundred feet tall. The higher you go, the more powerful the power of the black poisonous fire is, similar to the fire in the Jiuyang world.
Yang Jue Di.
The Fire Sun Jedi is a flame evolved from the Tao power that escapes after the death of a strong man in the Celestial Immortal Realm. The difference is that the black flame here contains unimaginable drama because of the poisonous skills practiced by the ancestor Chen Bo.
Poison is far more terrifying than black poisonous gas.
Ancestor Chen Bo was well aware of all the movements in the secret space, so he naturally sensed that Ye Feng had come to the area filled with poisonous fire.
"This kid doesn't know how to live or die. This is the place where the ancestor practiced before he was alive. The poisonous fire around him is all transformed by Tao power. Even the ancestor myself has to restore my cultivation to the peak level of Martial Lord before I dare to go there." Chen
Ancestor Bo sneered in his heart, hoping that Ye Feng would break into the poisonous fire and be burned to death and poisoned inside.
But the next moment, the expressions of the many incarnations of Patriarch Chen Bo became stiff.
Ye Feng sacrificed the Creation Furnace, suspended the Divine Furnace above his head, and walked directly up to the towering black mountain as if strolling in a garden.
"The power of these poisonous fires is pretty good. If you encounter an opponent that is difficult to contend with, you can release it. Even if it doesn't burn the person, it can poison the opponent to death!"
Ye Feng walked up to the top of the mountain. The poisonous fire here had reached the level of immortal fire, comparable to the black flames in the deepest part of the Fire Sun Jedi.
He activated the creation furnace and took away a large amount of poisonous fire. Then he continued to move forward and saw a palace standing on the top of the mountain.
"This goddamned bastard!" Ancestor Chen Bo was dumbfounded, shocked and angry.
The palace on the top of the mountain was his former training place. It contained the elixirs, spiritual jades, and jade slips needed for his training.
"Not only have you snatched away the Dao soldiers collected by my ancestors, but also my lifeblood, my ancestors will fight with you!" Ancestor Chen Bo thought, and immediately let all his incarnations move towards the black mountain.
Rush to where you are.
"When you come out, the essence of these incarnations of the ancestor will be fully integrated, and it will be comparable to the late stage of Wu Zun. When the time comes, I will kill you and get the treasures you got from the training ground. The ancestor will be able to almost return to the semi-immortal realm."
for!"
"I just hope that kid can't take the elixir..."
Ye Feng stood on the top of the black mountain, overlooking most of the space in this secret realm. The green light of creation condensed in his eyes. He saw countless figures coming from all directions, heading here.
Obviously, Patriarch Chen Bo attaches great importance to this place. His coming here made this old guy from the world of demons unable to sit still.
"I wonder what treasures there are in this palace that make the old guy care so much." Ye Feng stepped forward and reached out to push open the door of the palace.
boom!
The moment the door opened, a violent aura rushed towards him, and a colorful claw stretched out from the hall, pressing towards Ye Feng head-on.
Clang!
Ye Feng hurriedly punched out, and saw sparks shooting out. A huge force suddenly came, and Ye Feng's entire arm exploded into blood mist with a bang, and his body flew backwards.
The power of regeneration is running, and a milky white brilliance appears on the wound of the broken arm, the flesh and blood are regenerated, and the muscles and bones are reshaped!
"Mad God's talent, the power of blood!"
While in mid-air, Ye Feng roared angrily and displayed the strongest state of his ultimate transformation.
After his feet landed on the ground, a copper bell appeared in his left hand, a colorful glazed cauldron appeared in his right hand, and a creation furnace floated above his head. He jumped up and smashed the claw that stretched out from the palace.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The deafening sound was endless, and the two top-level Taoist weapons bombarded the colorful claws, but they were unable to move them at all. Only countless sparks flew out.
At the foot of the mountain, nearly two hundred incarnations of the ancestor Chen Bo gathered here. Looking up, he immediately felt violent fluctuations in the aura, as if two wild beasts were fighting on the top of the mountain.
"Cai'er?"
Ancestor Chen Bo sensed a familiar aura, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and my ancestor almost forgot that I spent a lot of money to refine a poisonous corpse using dozens of immortal-level poisonous herbs, but the poisonous corpse has not yet fully grown. Ancestor, I
Then he died."
Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on Patriarch Chen Bo's face, "Over tens of thousands of years, the poisonous corpse must have devoured many of the treasures that Patriarch and I left in the palace, and its strength must have grown to an incredible level. Then
The boy is dead!"
"Hunyuan ultimate kill!"
Ye Feng put away the two Taoist weapons, and then took out the Qinglong Sword. The power of this Taoist weapon was stronger than the killing epee, and he used the Hunyuan ultimate attack. The chaotic Tao power intertwined with the killing sword power, and he slashed hard.
Cut it on that colorful claw.
"Bah!"
A sharp roar came from the palace, and after using the magical power of Hunyuan Jue Kill, a wound was made on the colorful claw, and colorful blood dripped out.
As soon as the colorful blood dripped, it turned into a mist and floated away, containing tragic poison, and everything around it was corroded cleanly.
Whoosh!
A human-shaped shadow rushed out of the hall, as fast as thunder.
Looking at it, Ye Feng's expression was stern. This was a girl wearing a green dress, her body was surrounded by colorful brilliance, and her eyes were glowing with green light, making her appear enchanting and enchanting.
The reason why he didn't notice anything unusual at first and was attacked by the other party was because Ye Feng didn't feel the breath of any living thing from the girl in the green dress. If he couldn't see it with the naked eye, his spiritual consciousness wouldn't be able to sense his existence at all, just like death.
Things!
"Hey! Hey!..."
The girl in the green dress was hunched over like a wild beast, her flashing green eyes staring at Ye Feng, as if she was warning him not to get close, full of hostility.
Ye Feng stood with his sword in hand, and the voice of the Spirit of Creation suddenly came from the sea of consciousness.
"Master, this is a poisonous corpse! It is made from corpses by strong men who practice poison in the magic way."
According to the Spirit of Creation, the refining of poisonous corpses requires extremely stringent requirements. In addition to various precious poisonous herbs and poisons of immeasurable value, the corpses that are refined into poisonous corpses must also have a special physique during their lifetime.
Once the Poison Corpse is made, it is equivalent to a humanoid weapon for practicing poison martial arts. Some people are even stronger than the Poison Corpse than its owner. They can use the power of the Poison Corpse to kill enemies across borders.
Ye Feng has never practiced poison techniques, so he naturally doesn't know how the poisonous corpse's strength is divided. Judging from the brief confrontation just now, this poisonous corpse's body is extremely hard, comparable to the best Taoist soldiers, and better than him with the chaotic power and boundless power.
The body tempered by the secret technique of body destruction is even stronger.
"Master, the poisonous corpses are not only powerful in their physical bodies, but the most powerful thing is the terrible poison contained in their bodies. However, Master practices the Heaven-Suppressing Creation Art. Any poison in the world will have no effect on you, Master."