The aura of the mysterious man gradually became stronger and he actually reached the eighth level of the Earth Yuan!
"Eighth level of the Earth Yuan?"
"Just, let me try how much you have."
Gu Yan grinned, his figure burst out, and the black sword roared out, the sword light was fierce and the fire waves were surging.
The mysterious man was not willing to be outdone, and the spear in his hand was provoked, and the spear flowers bloomed on the tip of the spear, colliding with Gu Yan.
Ding Ding Ding!
A strong harsh sound broke out, which made Wang Yuchun and others unable to bear it at all.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The strength of the mysterious man in front of him was definitely above Luo Qingyang and Mu Xiufeng.
It’s just a pity that Gu Yan’s strength has improved a lot during this period, and the mysterious man is definitely not his opponent.
After the two fought for hundreds of rounds, the mysterious man felt something was wrong.
Gu Yan's fighting spirit surged, and he became more and more braver as he fought.
Such strength actually made him feel a little pressure.
"You shouldn't be that level."
Gu Yan forced the mysterious man to retreat step by step, making it difficult for him to resist.
Wang Yuchun and his friends were even more excited after seeing this scene.
It's saved!
They are really saved.
Ye Feng frowned slightly and looked not far away.
Then he said to Gu Yan: "I'll go there first, I'll leave it here to you."
"good!"
"Brother Feng, be careful."
After Gu Yan finished speaking, he continued to press forward towards the mysterious man.
...
Ye Feng came to a hall.
It was dark all around him, and almost nothing could be seen.
But there is a huge black altar at the front.
The altar is carved with ancient handwriting, and there are four evil spirits wrapped around it.
In the center of this altar, a red cauldron is hanging.
There were black and red flames gradually burning under the furnace.
In this cauldron, there is a green bead shining.
After seeing the bead, Ye Feng's eyes lit up slightly.
This bead is called the Restoration Bead, which can restore your vitality to its peak in a very short time.
"Do you want this bead?"
At this moment, a rather cold voice sounded.
Ye Feng was not surprised, because he had already felt the other party's existence when he came in.
He smiled and said, "Yes, this thing is particularly suitable for me."
Afterwards, a ball of black mist condensed above the cauldron.
A charming young man walked out of the black fog, and there was a black lotus on his forehead.
The young man held the bead in his hand and laughed at Ye Feng, "If you want it, I can give it to you, but... you have to exchange it for something."
"Take something?"
"What to change?"
Ye Feng looked at him with a smile and said lightly.
The young man said, "Just give your soul to me."
"Sorry, I refuse."
Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly: "How about we make a deal?"
"trade?"
“What deal?”
The young man looked at Ye Feng in surprise, and at the same time he was curious that the boy in front of him was not afraid of him?
Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance to survive. How about you give me this bead? This transaction should be considered good for you."
"Hahaha……"
"You're such a big tone."
"It seems you can't tell the current form."
The young man laughed sarcastically.
Afterwards, he slowly stepped forward, and the cold color in his eyes gradually became stronger: "Since you don't want to, I will come to get your soul in person."
Buzz!
A cold breath gradually emanated from his body, and then enveloped Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Feng's eyelids drooped, his right hand trembled, and the golden light shook slightly on his fingertips, and the cold aura disappeared in an instant.
"I underestimate you."
The young man raised his eyebrows and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes.
Judging from the fight just now, Ye Feng was a bit tricky.
"go."
The young man reached out his hand, and the red light at his fingertips splashed, and the flashing speed was extremely fast. If it were Gu Yan, he might have been injured.
But for Ye Feng, this is nothing.
"break."
Ye Feng's fingertips a little, and the red light shattered again.
Almost at the same time, he punched the young man, and the sound of sonic booms continued.
The young man's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to resist, but he was knocked away almost at the moment of collision.
"Your strength is very strong."
The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly.
But the words were very cold.
Huhuhuhuhu...
Immediately afterwards, countless black and red mist began to rise under his feet, and soon wrapped him in it.
"Suffer to die."
The young man grabbed Ye Feng in the air and instantly threw him into countless black and red fog.
The mist has an extremely corrosive aura. Not to mention the ordinary warriors in the Earth Yuan realm, even the Heaven Yuan realm must fall into it.
However, the golden light flowed over Ye Feng's body, and the evil-killing wheel roared around him. The extremely corrosive fog had no effect on him at all.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng stroked his fingertips and the smoke instantly dissipated.
The Dharma wheel of Zhu Xie slowly roared and rotated above his head, with extraordinary momentum.
"You actually own the holy weapon?!"
After feeling the breath of the Wheel of Punishing Evil, the charming young man's face changed drastically.
Holy artifacts, this is something that only exists in legends.
Not to mention it is in this small lower realm, even in the void realm, this kind of powerful holy weapon is extremely rare.
"Sacred Artifact?"
Ye Feng smiled without saying a word.
Then he whispered softly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it yourself. Even if you regret it now, it's too late."
There were more than a dozen golden lines wrapped around Ye Feng's palm, and they were immediately connected with the Wheel of Zhuxie.
Buzz!
The golden light on the Wheel of Punishment was dazzling, illuminating the entire cold hall.
"Isn't it just because I have the holy weapon in my hand?"
"You are just a scum in the Earth Yuan realm. Do you really think that with the holy tools, you can compare with me?"
"With your strength, it's still a long way to use the holy weapon completely."
The charming young man smiled fiercely, and then he folded his hands together, and a black and red magic array appeared under his feet.
Buzzing!
Hundreds of magic circles instantly wrapped Ye Feng in it.
"It's enough to die under my full strength."
The charming young man gasped gently and grinned.
His eyes were full of pride.
In his opinion, Ye Feng must have died under his move.
And the holy weapon in his hand will also belong to him!
Thinking of this, his eyes became even hotter.
"Is it too early to say that I die?"
Ye Feng looked at him with a smile on his face and said softly.
When the young man saw Ye Feng's calm appearance, the smile on his face gradually began to disappear.