At the top of the sky, Wang Po, Duan Tianming was entangled with the two Soul-Devouring Elders and several other emperors of the Demon Sect in the King Realm. At this time, the Yuan power in Wang Po's body has long been revealed because it continues to support the operation of the "Breaking the Sky Gun Array".
With the signs of exhaustion and decline, although the two Soul-Devouring Elders and others were unable to defeat the extremely sharp artistic conception of Breaking, they joined forces to protect themselves and wanted to use this to consume Wang Po's combat power.
But at this moment, almost all the king realms felt abnormality, everyone's face changed, and a fear of danger arose from the bottom of their hearts.
This mysterious and powerful spiritual fluctuation flashed, but no one could find out the source of this fluctuation, which made the eyes of the masters of both sides look strongly alert, and the attack stopped at the same time.
Go down.
"What's it?!"
"Why do I feel so like facing a beast in the wilderness!"
"Is it possible that the opponent has a strong backhand yet, and it's over. Now we have a lot of danger..."
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The old demon of the ghost face was gloomy and approached Yanghun, feeling all the breaths in the surrounding world with vigilance and fear. A mental power also gushed out, as if he wanted to track down the mysterious waving trace just now. However, after a search
, return without success.
"Be careful, I always have a bad feeling."
A touch of solemnity appeared on his dark face. At this time, the Demon Sect had an advantage in the battle situation. If something happened again, it would be really not worth the loss.
Including Yang Hun, the others nodded heavily...
"Um?!"
Chu Haiyu, who was swept by the spirit in front of her, was hit hard, and a golden star appeared in front of her eyes, and even a touch of fishy sweetness surged into her throat.
His body, which was about to pounce violently, stopped suddenly, but suddenly retreated to the rear.
For some reason, Chu Haiyu suddenly felt that Ye Feng, who was beaten by him, suddenly became like a different person, and the feeling he felt very mysterious. The energy fluctuations emitted seemed extremely unfamiliar, and even brought a stream of
Ancient and vast aura.
At the moment when "Ye Feng" released his spiritual fluctuations, Chu Haiyu even felt like she was facing the strongest man with cultivation as she was the leader of the Demon Yuan Sect, which made Chu Haiyu feel a little fear in her heart.
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost!"
However, after confirming that Ye Feng's realm was still only at the fourth level of the virtual realm, Chu Haiyu turned the fear that flashed through his heart into infinite anger and shame. After the dark magic armor emitted a powerful wave of demonic energy,
The body disappeared from its original position.
The next moment, he appeared not far away from Ye Feng, immediately waved his strong and powerful right fist and punched him down with one punch.
"Demon Dragon Fist!"
However, when "Ye Feng" saw the powerful offensive carried out by Chu Haiyu, he did not make any move.
He stood quietly in the void, and his originally black and white pupils turned into a whole piece of gray, emitting a faint silence, and he looked at Chu Haiyu who was flying towards him in a playful way.
"It turns out that it is just the first-level black scale body of the Yanlong Holy Body. I said that the Yuanwu spiritual energy dissipated severely, so how could it be possible to condense the holy body? Alas, the black scale body, just..."
"What will be?"
Chu Haiyu only heard the last three words "Ye Feng" suddenly resounding in his ears. A deep and distant voice was like a soul-stirring sound, which made Chu Haiyu's tense mind relax instantly and his eyes turned
Become confused.
In the next moment, Chu Haiyu came back from the confusion, and a wave of horror flashed uncontrollably on his face. When he calmed down, Ye Feng, who was standing in front of him without any movement, had long disappeared.
"Where are people?"
"how so?"
Chu Haiyu, who was frowning, turned around and shot around with his eyes.
"Are you looking for me?"
Ye Feng's somewhat cold voice exploded in Chu Haiyu's ears again, as if Ye Feng was leaning over and whispering in detail to Chu Haiyu's ears.
Chu Haiyu's body trembled, and even he felt the skin under his black scales develop goose bumps.
Suddenly turning around, Chu Haiyu saw Ye Feng with a calm face standing quietly more than ten feet away in front of him. However, at this moment, Ye Feng's whole body seemed to be integrated with the world, making Chu Haiyu's spiritual perception completely impossible to capture.
The other person's figure and aura.
"This is... blocking my spiritual perception!"
"How is it possible? How could I master such a secret technique at the fourth level of the virtual realm..."
His face became extremely ugly at this time, and there were dense cold sweats oozing out of his face, which was full of surprise.
This kid is really like a different person, but he becomes elusive, which makes him feel extremely heavy.
"Okay, I won't play with you..."
"Ye Feng", who was hanging in the air, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a strong sense of silence emanated from his gray pupils.
After spitting out these words, a ball of gray energy appeared in his palm, and instantly turned into a trace of flowing energy, which quickly merged into the shadow of the sky monument above his head like a swimming fish.
Under the gaze of all the warriors, the phantom of the stone tablet above "Ye Feng" actually burst into light. The phantom of the stone tablet, which originally seemed more illusory, condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into a real piece of paper.
Like a stone tablet in the sky, a vast and depressing aura swept across from it.
The huge sky monument revealed endless power.
It seems that at this moment, Ye Feng's martial soul phantom "Nine Absolute Heavenly Monument" transformed into a real king-level martial soul.
Power is increased by thousands of times.
Chu Haiyu, the first one, only felt that the demonic energy that filled his body was suppressed by this breath that was thrust into something extremely terrible. The demonic energy was either scattered or swallowed by this powerful aura.
absorb.
After just a few breaths, the demonic energy that had originally covered several feet of the range was compressed to less than a foot, and there was even a tendency to float away and escape.
"Look at it carefully. The real power of the Nine-Appointed Heavenly Monument is not only the little fur you used before..."
He said to himself, it was obviously the current "Ye Feng" who reminded the real Ye Feng.
After hearing this, Ye Feng was immediately focused and his mental power was concentrated.
The "Nine Absolute Heavenly Monument" in his vision burst out with a tremendous wave, as if it was enough to suppress the eternal age, which made most of the warriors on the battlefield breathless, and only the running energy could barely resist it.
"Such fluctuations... may not be able to do it in the middle of the King Realm. How could Ye Feng, the fourth level of the Void Realm..."
Liang Jiuzhou looked at Ye Feng, who was fully exploded in the air with a serious look, and his fists were clenched from his waist.
Even he never thought that a small warrior with only the fourth level of the virtual realm could burst out with terrifying pressure that even ordinary early stage king realm could not stand against.
For some reason, Liang Jiuzhou always felt that Ye Feng was completely different from before. He had only felt the silence and vastness in his gray eyes in some old monsters with extremely deep realms in the sect.