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Chapter 180: Is it the Dragon Clan?

"Master, a large net of ghost power has been laid around this place. The old slave's strength cannot break through their defenses!"

After leaving the cave, Ye Feng and the Nine-Level Purgatory Tower merged into the void. Looking at the bloody net around his head, the voice of the Nine-Level Purgatory Tower came to Ye Feng's mind.

"Boy, if you dare to break into this place, stay with me!"

Rumble.

Suddenly, the consciousness of the ghost masters around him immediately acted on Ye Feng.

These are the supreme powerhouses of the ghost tribe. Because Ye Feng is too fast, it causes airflow fluctuations, which are sensed by them.

Suddenly, terrifying forces from all directions came overwhelmingly, suppressing Ye Feng like a doomsday storm.

"I want to leave, no one can keep me!"

Ye Feng is protected by the nine-story purgatory tower. Although the powers of these people are of various types, they are not integrated into everything. With the toughness of the nine-story purgatory tower, they are not taken seriously at all. With Ye Feng, they tear apart the space. Let those forces hit its tower body.

"What a powerful hell magic weapon!"

"It can withstand our power. It is either the peak of the spiritual level, or it is an existence beyond the spiritual level!"

"There are not many soldiers like this in Tianyan Continent, but now they appear in my territory. To get it, I must get it!"

Seeing that the Nine-story Purgatory Tower was not affected in the slightest, the eyes of the surrounding experts showed naked greed.

They suppressed it again, and there were thirty or forty ghost masters. The power was surging and powerful, more terrifying than before. The air flow caused by it was squeezing, and the space was shattered. There were even many ghost masters, each holding a blood axe, huge Swords, dark iron rods, and heavy weapons all charged towards the nine-story Purgatory Tower.

"Get away!"

The nine-story Purgatory Tower is invincible. The power of hell sweeps in all directions. The breath alone has suppressed the power of many ghost masters. Not to mention that with the cooperation of Ye Feng, the spirit of thunder and fire and the Taixu Universe Furnace are all opened, with the nine-story With the Purgatory Tower as the center, it rotates wildly and is struck by flames.

Boom, boom, boom... "Dang, Dang, Dang..." Those power soldiers, when they came into contact with the nine-story Purgatory Tower, either crackled and shattered, or were knocked out by the force of the impact and turned into a pile of rubble.

"Quickly stop him, he stole my skull ghost staff!"

"Don't panic!"

"He can't get out at all!"

"The Tianluo Blood Net was set up by Lord Ghost King. Once it is activated by us, unless it can be broken by a magic weapon beyond the spiritual level, it will be impossible!"

Seeing that they could not stop Ye Feng, Master Wuliang and the surrounding ghost masters were helpless, but they were not worried that Ye Feng could escape.

The Tianluo Blood Net is the last and strongest defense of Senluo Onizhong. It is impossible to escape with the power of the nine-story Purgatory Tower.

"If it were someone else, you can be so sure, but you met me! For nearly three months, I killed countless strong men, refined their bodies, and awakened my dragon scale particles for twenty More than 200,000... Do you know the concept of more than 200,000? He has brought my body to an unprecedented level of terror. It can transform into the body of a dragon with the power of more than 200,000 dragon scales. If you encounter Forget it for a strong man like Ximen Batian, I am not his opponent, but unfortunately not, after all, if you want to imprison me, it is simply impossible!"

Tear!! The Reverse Scale Sword tore out from under the tower.

Man and sword unite.

The sword energy on the Nilin Sword roared, emitting a monstrous edge.

Ye Feng and Ni Lin merge into one.

Purple divine dragons filled the air, densely packed, each one was sacred, ancient, profound, and could not be praised. They combined together to form a purple divine dragon with a body of tens of feet.

The mighty dragon stands proudly in the sky.

The aura of a dragon looming over the world was exuded in vain.

I saw that its eyes were sharp but not violent.

It exudes killing, yet has a majestic aura.

The dragon scales all over the body are ancient and mysterious. Each dragon scale is like an ancient symbol. Each symbol is the sacred ancient color of the beginning of the world.

"Roar!"

The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the sky.

Wherever it passed, within a radius of a hundred miles, all human creatures were knocked to the ground. With expressions of fear, shock, and sluggishness, all their bodies fell to the ground uncontrollably, and they all knelt down and prostrated.

The ghost masters around him stared blankly at the purple dragon, their whole bodies trembling and their faces shocked.

This was the first time they felt this kind of aura, as if in front of the purple dragon, they were all humble slaves, without dignity, courage, or strength. Everything seemed so small and weak.

If it weren't for their tyrannical cultivation, they would have knelt down at this moment.

"I never expected that the outsider who sneaked into their territory and stole the skeleton ghost staff was actually a member of the Dragon Clan!"

There is no Dragon Clan in the Tianyan Continent at all, or in other words, the superior Dragon Clan disdains being in such a low-level continent. It should be in the Shenyin Continent, on the planet, in the immortal God Realm. Unexpectedly, one actually appeared in front of them.

Rumble.

A layer of pure flame power burned on the dragon's body.

Ye Feng not only exploded all the dragon scale particles, but also blessed them with the spirit of thunder and fire, allowing the dragon to reach its most full and peak state at this moment.

Boom.

It slammed into the big bloody net.

In the eyes of the ghost monks, the most powerful blood network defense made a violent sound at this moment, as if the sky was falling, trembling, shaking, and spinning.

Originally, the ghost masters were still worried that Ye Feng would destroy the blood network.

However, they looked up to Ye Feng.

How could the blood net laid down by Senluo Ghost King be destroyed?

Although Ye Feng has the body of a divine dragon, they can see that Ye Feng's aura is not very strong, but his physical power is terrifying.

However, even so, they were still surprised.

I thought that the person who sneaked into Senluo Onizhong was a dragon master, but I never thought that it would be an ant in the Void Realm.

especially.

The transformed ants can actually burst out with such terrifying strength, directly approaching the late stage of the Nine Star Secret Realm to reach its strength.

This was the first time they had seen such a thing.

However, no matter how surprised they were, they still knew that this Void Realm ant with the body of a divine dragon could no longer escape from here.

When Ye Feng hit it, the blood net was not broken at all, and there was not even a crack.

The ghost masters around him began to sneer, thinking that Ye Feng was already their prey and it was only a matter of time before he was suppressed.

"Humph, I inherit the will of the gods and walk the world on behalf of the gods. Anyone who blocks the glory of the gods will be destroyed. The defense of your blood network is indeed powerful, but it is not indestructible!"

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