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Chapter Three Hundred and One.

In the desolate plain, the turbid and suppressed gas filled the entire void. A white dead bone was exposed under the withered weeds. As a breeze blew, the weeds swung and made a whimpering sound, like a ghost sobbing【】【】

"Swoosh" Suddenly, a meteor passed by above the sky

When the light dissipated, it was the figure of a monk. The monk looked around, then suddenly stared in a direction, observing a little body immediately turned into a stream of light and returned.

"The traces of the zombie monks were found on the left." Dark Wuyou waved his hand: "The whole army stopped, restrained its breath, and landed on the ground to rest."

Immediately, nearly 10,000 monks behind immediately stopped in unison, and then quickly fell from the sky and restrained their breath.

"Each person is ready to go, if you encounter a foreign race, you will kill first and then report." After leaving this word, Yin Wuyou flashed and didn't know where to teleport.

"The war is about to begin," said a veteran Ruyi Zhenxian.

"If the scouts ahead had discovered the traces of the alien army, but our army is not a vanguard, so we will not act if the alien race does not start a war. This commander is probably to confirm the time of the war."

"The army of Demon Slaughter is probably in trouble. It actually became a vanguard army. His ten thousand monks collided with the 200,000 monks of this alien race, and it was undoubtedly a use of eggs to hit the stone. It seems that our commander is not stupid and knows to attack from the side."

"yes"

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground casually and began to regurgate his breath: "I have the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation in my hand, plus the Immortal Artifact Castle

The two puppets of the Dragon and Tiger Golden Immortals, this battle is not only not dangerous for me, but it is a good time to accumulate military achievements.”

"I have one hundred unjust souls of Ruyi Zhenxian in my hand. If all the art of sprinkling beans into soldiers are summoned, it is enough to form a small team. If I use two dragon and tiger golden immortals as the head coaches to lead this team to kill foreigners to collect unjust souls, and I sit in the back and use the art of sprinkling beans to replenish troops, it will not be a problem if the progress goes smoothly in this battle."

"It's just that the wood is in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. If I do such a flamboyant thing, wouldn't it attract the suspicion of the Soul-Skilling Demon Sect? But it is very important for me to lead the army alone. I must strengthen my strength as soon as possible to plan for the future." Ye Feng's mind turned sharply

Suddenly, a palm slapped Ye Feng's shoulder, and a man with a loose face appeared in front of Ye Feng with a squinted smile

"Is there anything wrong?" Ye Feng said to the man and looked at him.

"Haha, don't be nervous, I want to ask you a risk-takingly if your little brother is the apprentice of Molihai." Chi Ku narrowed his eyes and left only a gap in his eyes.

"No," Ye Feng said calmly

"Hehe" Chi Ku let out a series of strange laughter

Ye Feng couldn't help but frowned. It was the first time he had heard such an ugly laughter in his cultivation.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say." Although this person did not show much malice, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Chi Ku smiled and said, "Hehe, it's not a big deal, but someone dragged us to take care of us on the battlefield.

You are here, so I'll say hello to you."

"Are you the demon slaughter?" Ye Feng stared at this person with his eyes

"Hehe, what do you think?" Chi Ku narrowed his eyes; "We don't dare to kill the disciples of Molihai in front of us. If you die on the battlefield, it would be a different matter."

"Chi Ku, you are already dying when you say this." At this time, a Ruyi Zhenxian next to him came over and glanced at Ye Feng slightly: "You don't know the virtues of the sky and the earth. As soon as you came to the Soul Training Demon Sect, you offended a commander. Do you think you can do whatever you want with a master with a high status? The influence of a commander in the sect is definitely not something that the junior you just came here can understand."

The Soul-Skilling Demon Sect has a total of 90 armies. As the commander of these 90 armies, the natural status is extraordinary. Their influence in the sect is much greater than that of some so-called predecessors and masters. If a commander wants to do something, he will not know how many monks will willingly do it for him.

"The Demon-Slaying Son will die at my hands sooner or later. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise don't wait until the war begins. Now I will kill you here." Ye Feng's eyes burst into two substantial murderous intents.

"Hmph, such a crazy tone, no wonder the demon-slaughter cannot tolerate you, a junior, being free and at ease." A true immortal of Ruyi snorted.

Ye Feng glanced at him: "I can be free and easy because the demon slaughter has no ability to kill me. Do you even know this? As the Dragon and Tiger Golden Immortal, he doesn't have the strength to kill me, just because you just a few Ruyi Zhenxian want to kill me.

I? If you know your knowledge, get out of here. Killing you will be a dirty hand.”

"Looking for Death" A true immortal of Ruyi suddenly attacked Ye Feng in anger, and fell down with anger with a palm.

"The trick of carving insects" Ye Feng smiled coldly. For Ye Feng who had been here for two, the threat of Ruyi Zhenxian to him was very small. Even if Ye Feng did not use his magic weapon, he could defeat a Ruyi Zhenxian by himself alone.

Also, a palm with golden light burst into contact with it.

"boom"

The body of the Ruyi Zhenxian shook and her face was shocked, but then the horrified face turned pale in an instant. As a mouthful of blood was spit out, the whole person was blown away.

"You are not a second disaster monk." The true immortal Ruyi roared as he looked at his arms that had turned into flesh mud. He would never believe that a second disaster monk could knock one of his arms with one palm.

Ye Feng sneered and said nothing. Now Ye Feng's physical body has been cultivated to the point where the immortal golden body has just become a body that is comparable to a semi-immortal treasure. This palm is blasted out, even a true immortal, must deal with it with all his strength. It would be strange if this person underestimates the enemy and does not suffer any loss.

"This kid is indeed a second disaster cultivator, there is no mistake. It's just that his true energy and physical body are very strong, so he can knock you back. However, being able to cultivate your physical body to such a height at the second disaster realm has to be said to be really a genius," Chi Ku said.

The true immortal Ruyi remembered his ugly face, and he immediately said in a deep voice, "I don't think I have to wait until I go to the battlefield. I'm going to kill him now."

That blow just now

Only the face of this Ruyi Zhenxian lost all his face, but also completely angered him

"You said it right, but it's not me who wants to die, but you." Ye Feng's body flashed suddenly and directly used the Three Escapes Book. This degree of teleportation appeared almost in the blink of an eye and came to the Ruyi True Immortal, and then he punched the whole body of the true energy burst out.

"So fast" The true immortal Ruyi didn't expect that Ye Feng was not only terrifyingly powerful but also had an amazingly fast practice. He had actually learned the teleportation magic that only immortals possessed

Not only him, but even the Ruyi Zhenxian next to him also believed that Ye Feng's Three-Distance Heaven Book was teleportation.

"Break it for me." Ye Feng shouted in a deep voice and fell on the protective qi membrane of the Ruyi Zhenxian. This fist, which was comparable to the immortal weapon, directly shattered the body of the Ruyi Zhenxian and grabbed his soul fiercely

"Oh no, Chi Ku reacted instantly. He didn't expect Ye Feng to take action as soon as he said it, and he looked fierce. He smashed the body of a Ruyi Zhenxian in one encounter.

The magic weapon of the sword and half-immortal weapon suddenly appeared between Ye Feng and the soul out of thin air, causing the fist that was about to hit the soul to fall on the magic weapon of the half-immortal weapon to suddenly fall on the magic weapon of the half-immortal weapon.

"Buzz" a crisp buzzing sound rang out, and the soul of Ruyi Zhenxian seized this opportunity and teleported away immediately

"Can a mere half-immortal weapon stop me? Break it for me?" Two blue energy suddenly surged out from Ye Feng's arm, and at the same time, a terrifying force was released and all fell into pieces.

On that half-immortal weapon

"Crack, Crack, Crack" This half-immortal weapon kept cracking under this huge force, and finally exploded into pieces with a bang.

A half-immortal weapon was actually shattered by Ye Feng's punch

"This guy's body has actually reached the level of a semi-immortal weapon." For a moment, Ruyi Zhenxian around him looked at Ye Feng in shock.

It is not uncommon for a practitioner to cultivate his body to a top-quality treasure weapon, but if he tempers his body to the level of a semi-immortal weapon, it is very rare. It is not an exaggeration for cultivators of this kind of physical body to call human weapons.

"Body practitioner, so that's it." The Ruyi Zhenxian, who only had the soul left, looked at Ye Feng with a gloomy face: "Since you are practicing your body, your magical powers must be not strong, and it is not difficult to kill this son."

Suddenly, the Ruyi Zhenxian, who only had the soul left, suddenly took action. The soul suddenly turned into a huge hand covering the sky and pressed towards Ye Feng. This hand was purely a soul attack, and the defense of the ordinary body was useless.

"The Soul Attack?" Ye Feng sneered: "Then I will cut off your cultivation and turn you into a mortal."

Ye Feng waved his overhaul and a yellow sand immediately soared out, but the momentum comparison was extremely weak with that big hand.

"Sure enough, this kid doesn't have any magical powers at all." The true immortal Ruyi smiled in his heart, and the power of the soul immediately pressed towards Ye Feng without reservation.

"Idiot" Ye Feng opened his mouth and spit it out

Suddenly, the face of Ruyi Zhenxian changed. He suddenly found that his soul was touching the yellow sand at the moment when he was in contact with the yellow sand, his cultivation was declining wildly.

In a moment, my cultivation level had actually lost three levels.

"It's a pity that it's too late." Ye Feng directed the yellow sand intently. The originally condensed yellow sand immediately scattered, turning into a giant mouth and swallowing the soul of Ruyi Zhenxian in one go.

"Ah, this is impossible, my cultivation has actually fallen to the realm of false immortals." The roar of the Ruyi True Immortal sounded in the yellow sand.

"What? Have you lost your cultivation level?"

Some of the Ruyi Zhenxian around were originally planning to watch a good show, but when they saw the strange Huangsha, they immediately lost the mood.

They have never encountered anything that can reduce the cultivation level of a monk in the show until now.

"It is not enough to cut off your realm. I want to knock you down from the mortal world, so that you will completely lose the power of an immortal, and will never have the fate of immortality from now on." Ye Feng said coldly.
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