Chapter 239: Nine-Death

Many monks saw Ye Feng being hit by ten pseudo-immortals at the same time. As the terrifying energy fluctuations came, their faces also showed joy.

"This Ye Feng is too arrogant. Although he has the ability to kill the fake immortal, he still has to die in the face of an enemy that is ten times his own." The Taoist Yao of Aoki Sect shook his head helplessly, with a hint of regret.

"Don't look at Ye Feng too much. It's too early to judge whether he is alive or dead." Chu Tianlong's eyes were like a torch

The fairy Fantasy dream on the side had a hint of surprise on her pretty face: "Does Mr. Chu think that Ye Feng can resist the attacks of these ten pseudo-immortals?"

Not only she doesn't believe it, but all the monks don't believe that Ye Feng can survive

"The breath of Ye Feng disappeared. It seems that he was dead. Please ask the fellow Taoists of the Yinhun Sect to take action to arrest his wronged soul to extract his memory." A pseudo-immortal said lightly.

The elder of the Yinhun Sect, Anfeng, flashed slightly, and he slapped the huge wave of energy, dispelled the huge wave of energy. Just as he was about to move forward, his face suddenly changed, and then Anfeng's figure retreated wildly, swung his extreme, and flew away a hundred miles away in an instant.

"No, Ye Feng is not dead yet." The fake immortals added the elder of the Yinhun Sect, An Feng retreated, and suddenly realized this.

"roar"

The demon roared, and the giant palm of nine fingers poked out again, and directly grabbed the fake immortal closest to him.

The fake immortal on Xuenv Peak thought Ye Feng was dead, and he let go of his vigilance. Facing the sudden attack of the demon god, she exclaimed, and maybe she was caught by the huge scale-armored hand and pinned it in the palm of her hand.

"It's true that I'm not dead. This demon god is still under his command. Everyone's hearts are scattered." A fake immortal roared, his body retreating quickly.

"Swoosh"

At this time, a golden stream of light suddenly flew out of the void, directly passing through the body of the fake immortal.

"boom",

The backward pseudo-immortal eyes showed an incredible look, and then his face became stiff and his body and his outstanding defensive treasures were cracked, and they were divided into four blood clots and fell from the sky.

"Hiss" All the monks took a breath when they saw this scene, but there were miserable screams at any time. The nine Yellow Rivers broke into the crowd and killed the monks when they saw them. In just one breath, more than ten cultivators in the Heavenly Realm died under the nine Yellow Rivers.

Although there are not many dead cultivators, you should know that they are all elites among the cultivators in the realm of Heaven and Human Realm, and their strength is far greater than that of ordinary cultivators in the realm of Heaven and Human Realm.

"Everyone wants to kill me, I'm afraid I'm still lacking in strength." A golden iron cry sounded, and a golden light suddenly flew out of the void. The golden light fell on the head of the demon god, turning into a golden sun.

When the golden light dissipated, a big roc that was six feet tall was revealed. This was the pure gold of the big roc, like gold, and there was a dazzling golden light scattered on each feather, looking like a metal statue, which was indescribable cold and sharp, especially the pair of dark blue eagle eyes, which always exuded a murderous intent that shot directly into the heart.

"The legendary divine beast that catches dragons and eats, the golden-winged roc." The remaining eight pseudo-immortals exclaimed in surprise.

"The sound of this golden-winged roc is very similar to Ye Feng, could it be?" A fake immortal suddenly noticed it.

Now all the monks' faces changed and changed. How could they guess at this time?

"Hahahaha, we have all been deceived. Ye Feng is just a divine beast. No wonder, no wonder he has practiced so amazingly and has such a strong sense of ferociousness. It turns out that the reason for this is here." The fake immortal of the weapon training sect suddenly laughed, and with a hint of self-deprecation, he could not even take down Ye Feng, who was a human being. Now that Ye Feng has revealed his true nature, is there any chance of winning?

"I said that none of you people can go out alive." The sound of Ye Feng, who turned into a golden-winged roc, hitting the golden iron, which sounded powerful and indescribable.

"Friends of Taoism, he will definitely increase significantly after he has recovered his own strength. He can no longer get out of here. If he does not join forces to kill him, we will die." The snow girl from Xuenv Peak shouted from afar.

The golden-winged Roc's eagle eyes suddenly moved and stared at the snow girl in the distance, and a trace of murderous intent burst out.

"What are you waiting for? Join forces to kill him?" Xue Nu was halfway through her speech, but before she finished speaking, she showed an unconcealed look of horror on her calm face, and her body also froze at this moment.

At this time, a yellow sand blew by, and the snow girl's flawless body scattered and turned into a pile of blood clots. Finally, the yellow sand blew the blood clots disappeared without a trace.

All monks were shocked

"What a terrifying degree, it's several times faster than spiritual consciousness." The fake immortal of the weapon training sect showed a look of horror on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light appeared from mid-air. The golden light swept across the location of the snow girl and then returned to the head of the demon god.

"It is said that the golden-winged roc is among the best among the divine beasts in the world. It seems to be true today. Moreover, the size of this golden-winged roc is obviously not mature. If he is allowed to experience hundreds or thousands of years and his strength has not yet increased terrifyingly, this golden-winged roc cannot be kept. Everyone joins forces to kill him. If he doesn't die, I will die."

The remaining eight pseudo-immortals' terrifying strength exploded again. They no longer kept it, and directly used teleportation, and one by one, the terrifying Taoist magical powers bombarded the golden-winged roc.

Eight figures flashed around Ye Feng, and countless phantoms appeared in the surrounding sky for a moment.

"Play, can you beat me?" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly cold, a pair of golden wings vibrated slightly, and a breeze with a breath of space activated, and his whole body had disappeared from the spot.

“So fast”

The eight fake immortals all lost Ye Feng's traces

"Ah" A scream suddenly sounded, and a pseudo-immortal who had teleported repeatedly was hit by a golden light and suddenly cracked. He reacted quickly and escaped from the Yuanshen

"Damn it, how can I fight the shadow of this golden-winged roc? "The fake immortal roared angrily, took out three top-grade treasures to defend the surroundings, and then quickly took the spiritual pill to restore the broken body.

"Bang"

Suddenly, the three treasures around the fake immortal collapsed, and a golden light quickly broke through it. The fake immortal did not even condense his body and exploded again, turning into a huge wisp of wronged soul and being swallowed by the surrounding yellow sand.

Another eight fake immortals died

"It's iron now." An Feng, the elder of the Yinhun Sect, smiled bitterly, and then an illusory flame rose from his body. This flame did not burn other things, but burned himself.

I saw that the elder of the Yinhun Sect burned his body and soul into pieces in an instant, and there was not even a wisp of dust.

"Damn it, this is the Netherworld Reincarnation Technique of the Yinhun Sect, he actually ran away." The fake immortal of the weapon refining sect cursed without regard for his image.

"I'm still scolding you. Now there are only six people left, and the chances of winning are basically gone. Everyone should think about how to sign up." A fake immortal was slightly angry, and his body flashed and disappeared directly in place, obviously he had escaped.

The space here is huge, if you escape, you may not have no place to live.

"I said that none of you can escape, Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation," As Ye Feng's voice sounded, a black light burst out in the huge black formation map in the sky, and the whole world immediately turned around. Everyone's consciousness blurred for a moment. When they returned to Qingming Festival, they found themselves in an endless desert.

"This is the desert that I have walked for five hundred years before. Could it be that Ye Feng has taken the entire desert into this space?" In addition to being shocked, these cultivators in the Heavenly Realm also raised their minds.

The Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation is still subject to the constraints of the venue when it falls outside. After all, there are those 108 islands, and Ye Feng cannot completely let go of his hands, but it is different here. No matter whether it is the power of the formation or Ye Feng's methods, he can let go without any scruples.

"Boom"

As soon as one hundred cultivators from the Heavenly Realm came in, the yellow sand under their feet rolled like a huge wave, roaring, and loud noises came and drowned many cultivators from the Heavenly Realm.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of cultivators in the Heavenly Realm disappeared into the yellow sand. Although they had not died immediately, they could not hold on for long. As their cultivation level was scraped by the yellow sand, their cultivation level would drop sharply. As their cultivation level weakened, their resistance to the yellow sand would also decrease. In addition, they would die here sooner or later if they could not get out of the formation map.

Those fake immortals who wanted to escape all over saw that they could not go out, and suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in their hearts.

"It's true that Ye Feng came prepared. When he used this formation, he probably thought of killing us all in one place." The pseudo-immortal hatred of the Artifact Practice Sect said. His Artifact Practice Sect is famous for refining weapons and has a very detailed knowledge of this magic weapon. The formation map is extremely mysterious. The Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation is very hard and there is no possibility of breaking it. Even if you don't die, you will have to be trapped for the rest of your life.

Ye Feng transformed into a golden-winged roc, and his terrifying level was reached. A pair of golden eagle grabs could tear open the best treasures. If these fake immortals did not have immortal weapons, they would sooner or later fall here.

With the sound of gold and iron, the fake immortals fell with hatred under the golden eagle that penetrated the golden cracked stone.

Then the more than 100 cultivators from the Heavenly Realm in the array were all dead. Their bones were submerged by yellow sand, and there was no trace of them.

Seeing the deadly golden light flashing repeatedly, there was one of the ten pseudo-immortals who had originally been handed over, except for the elder of the Yinhun Sect who escaped.

"Elder Jin, when I was trapped, I heard that you had driven me out of Qingmu Sect." The voice fell, Ye Feng took back his demon body and came to Elder Jin.
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