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Chapter 229 Unprecedented

The mummy's eyes opened, and a flash of extremely dark, dead light flashed through.

The astonishing cold aura suddenly surged out like a storm, centered on the mummy, and poured out like a torrent that burst a dam.

He was laughing loudly and holding the Holy Weapon sword in the extraordinary realm. He felt the coldness behind him and quickly turned around to look.

"In order to thank you for pulling out the Holy Sword of Cold Moon, I give you the opportunity to return to the embrace of death. All your energy will belong to this Saint and become the foundation for my recovery." The shriveled lips of the mummy collided, making an extremely dry sound.

A raucous laugh.

The laughter was like a rusty piece of iron being scratched hard against ceramics, it was so harsh that it made people's scalp numb.

Immediately, the mummy opened its mouth and inhaled, and a gray breath immediately covered the entire body of the extraordinary person holding the holy sword. The extraordinary state was uncontrollable, and the whole body could not help but tremble. Along with the shrill wailing sound, wisps of white

Breath continued to escape from between his mouth and nose.

These white breaths contain rich vitality, and all of them are absorbed into the mouth and nose of the mummy.

However, in less than ten breaths, this transcendent realm turned into a mummy with a distorted face full of fear.

With a casual throw, the extraordinary mummy was thrown to the ground.

The Holy Sword of Hanyue also fell to the side and was stuck on a rock. Its brilliance was weak, as if the fire of a candle in the wind would be extinguished at any time.

"Take action...kill him!"

Someone suddenly shouted in shock, and the moment the voice fell, the long sword pierced the air and shot out a ten-foot-long sword.

The sword light split the gray mist and slashed towards the mummy in mid-air.

I saw that the mummy grabbed it with five fingers, and immediately smashed the ten-foot-long sword into pieces. A tyrannical force burst out. The person wielding the sword was immediately sucked into the air, his neck was pinched, and a body of essence immediately filled the air through his mouth and nose.

In less than ten breaths, it was completely absorbed by the mummy.

One after another powerful attacks broke out, hitting the mummy one after another.

The dull sound kept ringing, and all attacks could not damage the mummy in the slightest.

"Run away!"

Some people screamed and fled in panic.

No matter whether he can escape or not, he should leave this mummy first.

"Come here, let me be the foundation for my saint's recovery." The mummy laughed endlessly, and quickly descended. An astonishing suction force suddenly erupted, sucking in all directions. The air flow rolled back, and immediately sucked in some people who tried to escape.

, unable to leave, but kept retreating towards the mummy.

Immediately afterwards, ropes formed by the condensed gray mist were as fast as a boa constrictor emerging from its hole.

People fleeing in all directions were entangled one after another, and the terrifying power of death invaded. Their essence was immediately forcibly swallowed and transmitted to the mummy through the gray mist rope.

A large amount of life essence poured into the withered body.

I saw that the body of the mummy began to change. The shriveled skin was like withered tree bark, but gradually a layer of light emerged. Soon, it seemed as if flesh and blood were being filled, becoming fuller little by little at a slight speed.

Although it doesn't look obvious, there are indeed changes, at least it's not so dry.

"Essence... I need more essence..."

The mummy grinned, with an extremely horrifying expression. The intense will of death burst out from his eyes, and the gray mist suddenly surged. Immediately, the mummy's dark and terrifying eyes were seen staring at the long sword inserted in the rock not far away.

With a flick of a finger.

Everyone took action one after another.

Chen Feng punched out with a domineering force, like a big star falling across the sky, instantly bursting out with extremely tyrannical power, and immediately shattered the gray aura.

Murong Yue slashed out with a moon blade, defeating the gray aura. Monk Huizeng blasted out a powerful Vajra Palm, with bright golden light, domineering and powerful, and also defeated the gray aura.

Others use their own methods.

However, some people were unable to resist, and instead were caught up in the gray aura, and their life essence immediately overflowed. In less than three breaths, they turned into mummies, their eyes wide open with fear and unwillingness and they fell to the ground.

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Lines of gray aura shot out of the mist like pythons.

There are hundreds of them.

These python-like gray auras carry a strong smell of death. Each one is more powerful than before, and all of them have reached the level of the transcendent realm.

Chen Feng, Murong Yue and Huizeng each faced dozens of attacks from gray mist. It was as if they were facing the joint siege of dozens of extraordinary realms at the same time. The pressure was greatly increased for a while.

Chen Feng punched out and immediately shattered several streaks of gray mist.

Draw the sword instantly.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, a star-ring sword light shot out, immediately cutting into pieces the gray auras.

But Murong Yue and Huizeng are not that strong.

In particular, although Huizeng's strength is not weak, it is not as good as Murong Yue. Faced with the siege of dozens of gray pythons, after breaking half of them, he was immediately surrounded by heavy pythons and could only use one skill. He was surrounded by golden light.

It was diffuse and struggled to withstand the bombardment of the gray python.

Murong Yue was more powerful than Huizeng, but after crushing half of the gray pythons, she was also trapped.

As the moonlight filled the air, he struggled to resist the attack of the remaining gray python.

"Chen Feng, save me quickly."

Murong Yue caught a glimpse of Chen Feng cutting dozens of gray pythons into pieces, and quickly spoke out.

At this time, there is no point in ‘carrying grudges’.

However, Chen Feng acted as if he had not heard of it and did not come to rescue him. Instead, he stared at a certain place in the fog of death.

The mist of death was surging, and harsh footsteps sounded rhythmically. Every step seemed to step on his heart, which matched the beating of his heart, giving Chen Feng a very uncomfortable feeling.

Fortunately, with his extremely strong body, this discomfort did not really affect Chen Feng.

A figure appeared from the fog of death.

Chen Feng's eyes were concentrated to the extreme, and the radiance that shot out became more and more sharp.

It was a skinny figure, with a rotten and decayed aura, filled with an astonishing sense of death. Looking at it, it looked like a man who had starved to skin and bones, and his eyes were filled with an astonishing sense of death.

The pair of eyes filled with deathly silence swept over and immediately fell on Chen Feng, emitting an extremely frightening cold light.

"I can feel...your life essence is so strong and so charming..."

The mummy’s hoarse and obscure voice was full of indescribable wonder and shock.

He practiced a secret method and never thought that someone's life essence could be so strong, powerful and pure. It was simply unheard of and unheard of. Immediately, he was overjoyed and excited.

He felt that as long as he swallowed all the life essence of this person, his strength would be greatly restored.

Not only that, it will also bring great benefits to yourself.

Such benefits may even allow him to break through his original shackles and advance to a higher level after complete recovery.

"Junior, your life essence will be determined by me."

After the words fell, the mummy suddenly rose up, passing dozens of meters as fast as a gray streamer, and appeared in front of Chen Feng in an instant. The withered five fingers fell from the air like ghost claws, and an extremely tyrannical and cold domineering power filled the air.

, slamming it hard on Chen Feng’s forehead.

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