The first disaster occurred

The voice of the Demon Sea resounded throughout the Soul Practicing Demon Sect, attracting the attention of many cultivators

"It's that guy from Demon Sea again, but when will this guy have a disciple? Do you know?" Several magical abilities came from a floating hall.

"Haha, maybe I accepted it recently. After all, he has also arrived at Ruyi Zhenxian. If he doesn't accept a few disciples to teach, I'm afraid the sect leader will not be able to say anything."

"Forget it, don't worry about him. It's important for me to practice. I have realized it a little recently. I guess I can break through to the Dragon and Tiger Golden Immortal after this retreat."

"Dragon Tiger Golden Immortal? Congratulations to fellow Taoist"

Some spiritual senses flying out of the hall talked quickly and then retreated together. They seemed to be no longer surprised by the yelling at the Demon Sea.

The magic sea consciousness swept through a large area but Ye Feng did not appear: "Where did this kid go? This is the Soul Training Demon Sect that cannot be run. If you go to a place you shouldn't go, it would be bad."

"Let me ask someone first, the Soul Training Demon Sect is not big, I believe someone will see it." The demon's body flashed and disappeared from the spot

At this time, Ye Feng thought it was not good as soon as he used the escape technique. The Three Escapes Book, which he had practiced for many years, was extremely smooth now. He could escape a hundred miles in one step, but now he is probably more than one million miles away.

"The 60% Jiang and Sanduan Tianshu are extremely skillful in using it, and the power is dozens of times that of the previous one. Did I have something happened when I was sleeping?" Ye Feng frowned and his brows.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. Anyway, this is not a bad thing. There is no need to do it thoroughly, but where is this place?"

Ye Feng looked at it and found that he seemed to have escaped to a very special space. There was no sun or stars in this space, it was dark, and there was a strange smell everywhere in the air. I really thought it was the stinking of a corpse.

"This is not an independent space, I can't feel the barrier of space." Ye Feng used his true energy to blast in front. As the surrounding space trembled slightly, Ye Feng did not feel the vibration of the two layers of space, because if this was an independent space, there would be two channels once the space vibrated, and if there was only one, it would be the original space.

"This place doesn't seem to be a good place, it seems that it's better to leave as soon as possible." Feeling the depressing feeling around, Ye Feng felt that this place should be very dangerous. He had just thought of leaving in his heart, and a roar suddenly came from not far away.

"kindness?"

Ye Feng stopped and stared into the distance

Although the surroundings were dim, it did not affect Ye Feng's sight. He saw a blurry figure not far away. The man slowly walked towards him, his eyes shining blue.

This blue sè is different from Ye Feng's distant, translucent blue, but a gloomy and dull blue, which makes people feel creepy when they see it.

"Roar, roar," a low roar came from the figure, like a wild beast

"Cultivator? No, no, not a monk." Ye Feng could not feel the unique aura of a monk from the deep mountains. What he felt was a kind of coldness and death. Ye Feng had only felt this feeling in the Nine-tailed Nether Cat at the beginning.

When the dim air was blown away, a man in broken armor slowly walked up. The man's fingernails were slender, flashing with sharp cold light. His gloomy blue eyes stared at Ye Feng, with a bloodthirsty impulse. What Ye Feng noticed was that two blue fangs stretched out on the man's mouth.

"Zombie?" Ye Feng was suddenly shocked

"No, it should be the zombie race. Among the three thousand races, I remember that there is a zombie race." Ye Feng learned a lot of ancient things from military strategists and Confucian monks, and he also knew a lot about the three thousand races.

It is said that in ancient times, the zombie clan was bombarded into the underworld of hell with six killing fists, and since then it disappeared from the immortal cultivation world. Ye Feng did not expect to meet a zombie clan monk here.

"I smelled it, it was the innate blood. After sucking your blood, I, Ziwu, can go further. I didn't expect to encounter such a good food in this low-level space." Ziwu's gloomy eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light.

"So you can speak. I thought the monks of the zombie clan were all beasts with unintelligent intelligence?" Ye Feng was slightly surprised and then smiled. "If you want to suck my blood, you must have this kind of ability."

"Roar for death"

Although the scivius is just a blue-eyed zombie with low bloodline, he is at least a pseudo-immortal level. When he saw Ye Feng, a cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, he didn't take him seriously, and rushed over with a roar.

"Boom"

The terrifying force of the scorpion rushes into the air. Ten blue and slender nails are extremely sharp, sharper than any of the best treasures. They have torn a few holes into the space.

"The most proud thing for the zombie clan besides its own natal magical powers is that powerful body and extremely terrifying corpse poison. However, the zombie clan has no soul and will die once the body is damaged. However, the zombie clan's body is extremely strong. Although the zombie in front of him only has the cultivation of a fake immortal, his body has surpassed the level of a superb treasure and is vaguely reaching the level of a semi-immortal weapon."

Ye Feng knew that once the zombie clan monks reached the level of a semi-immortal weapon, human cultivators at the same level could not defeat them at all. Just relying on their powerful body, they could run rampant.

"I don't know how many fake immortals have been killed. Even the monks of the zombie clan are just cha bidders in front of me." Ye Feng smiled coldly. One of his palms gathered in the sea of ​​weak water. As this palm was sent out, all the terrifying force was vented into the hands of the zombie.

"Crack, Crack, Crack" a series of broken bones sounded, the corpse-stricken blue eyes showed a hint of shock, and the body retreated wildly

"What a terrifying force, even if you are a physical practitioner, you cannot have such terrifying power."

"There are exceptions. How can you just a zombie know about the world?" Ye Feng's hand gathered a sea of ​​weak water. If the power of this palm was enough to blow a continent and shake a star, but this power fell into the hand of this zombie, it would only cause him to break his bones.

"The body of the zombie clan cannot be underestimated,"

The corpse-black face was heavy, his wrist trembled, and the broken bones were repaired immediately, and they returned to their original state in just a few breaths. This terrifying recovery was almost comparable to Ye Feng's immortal golden body

Suddenly, a thin layer of blue light appeared on the body of the corpse shark. With the appearance of this blue light, his strength has been significantly improved. If he said that he was just relying on a brute force just now, he would be a fake immortal-level zombie with no discount.

"call"

When the corpse opened its mouth, a black wind swept across the land of tens of thousands of miles. Countless tornadoes rose, and sand and stones were flying everywhere.

The wind is not the magical power of the zombie, but a yīn wind inside the body of a zombie. This wind specifically defiles human body, bad soul, and casual fairy-level monks who meet this Feng Ruo without powerful magic weapons to protect the body, they will turn into a pool of corpse water in less than a moment.

Seeing countless black winds raging, Ye Feng was unmoved. His body had already broken through the golden bones and barely reached the point of immortal golden body. Some dirty things could not erode his body at all. Besides, Ye Feng's soul was protected by the soul cauldron, so no matter how powerful the wind was, Ye Feng would not take it seriously.

"The cultivators of the zombie clan have only this ability." Ye Feng sneered. His Nine-Turn Xuan Gong was shrouded in a thin layer of golden light, and countless black winds were blocked outside.

The gloomy eyes flashed slightly, and he stomped the ground with a sharp kick. As the earth cracked, he rushed towards Ye Feng again. This time he was more rapid. The ten claws in his hand flashed with blue light. You could tell at a glance that there was a powerful corpse poison.

In addition to the corpse poison, Ye Feng smiled disdainful of the so-called powerful power of the zombie. He said that if Ye Feng used the weak water for a day, he would be enough to blow the zombie out of fragments.

"If you don't even know the strength of the enemy, you dare to suck my blood and die." With a hand, Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Water Control Flag appeared immediately. He waved his flag, and a thick blue light appeared in the world.

This blue light is not straight, but curved, but in this curved blue light contains the terrifying power to destroy everything.

This move drew 60% of the river, and Ye Feng clearly felt that the original power in the dantian was missing a little.

This winding river washed over the body of the zombie. In almost the blink of an eye, the powerful body that the zombie clan was proud of immediately collapsed and disintegrated, and died without any suspense.

"It seems that it is much more powerful than 60% of the river. However, when it is used now, it will consume the power of its origin. It seems that it will not be used more in the future." After killing a fake immortal, Ye Feng had no joy on his face, because there were not a hundred fake immortals who died in his hands.

"Strange, why is this zombie dead? Why has this strange wind not retreated yet?"

Seeing the strong wind around him showing a growing trend, Ye Feng frowned immediately

“Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu”

Countless strong winds blew in the world, and even Ye Feng could vaguely hear the sound of the wind in his body.

"No, it's my three disasters and nine difficulties. One disaster and three difficulties are coming." Ye Feng's face changed. He immediately found a relatively secluded place when he used his escape technique. He took a pill and adjusted his condition to the best.

He knew that it must be the zombie's black wind that accidentally caused his first disaster of three disasters and nine disasters.

The wind disaster is not an ordinary wind, but a wind formed by a turbid air accumulated in the body of a monk practiced for many years. This wind has caused great damage to the soul. This wind blows from the inside of the monk's body to the outside, and from the outside to the inside, and it will be repeated until the turbid air in the monk's body is exhausted.

Ye Feng eliminated his distracting thoughts and used the Nine-turn Mysterious Art, and then sat quietly on a stubborn stone waiting for the arrival of the wind and disaster.
Chapter completed!