The middle-aged male protagonist roared angrily, and a Yin-Yang Bagua pattern appeared in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng discovered that the space around him suddenly changed.
No, to be precise, it is not that the space has changed, but that it has entered the realm of middle-aged men.
The middle-aged man is a false saint, and the fields he performs are much more terrifying than those of the powerful Qiankun Transformation Realm.
Because in the domain there are not only the condensation of magical powers, the life traces of cultivation, but also the rules of heaven and earth, and the meaning of the holy way is melted into it. Once it is used, it is equivalent to one person controlling a world, like a master, and any existence in it will be controlled.
Nestled under the power of his will, unable to resist.
Nowadays, the middle-aged man's field of display is to concentrate his strength against Ye Feng, hoping to kill Ye Feng to this point.
In an instant, Ye Feng felt that the surrounding space was filled with the aura of Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua, and the entire space was twisting and rotating. He was in the realm, as if he had fallen into the reincarnation of the world.
Just when this feeling first appeared, a picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The picture was of a huge mansion. At this moment, he appeared in the mansion. Looking at the decoration of the mansion, it looked like a Taoist temple, ancient and elegant, and it was quiet inside.
Suddenly, Taoist priests emerged from the Taoist temple. They were armed with swords, guns and clubs, and some even had disheveled hair. They were exuding devilish aura, evil aura, ghostly aura, resentment... Each one roared ferociously and came towards Ye Feng like crazy.
"Devil...the auras of these Taoist priests are all good. Although they have not reached the level of false saints, they are still at the eighth or ninth level of the Qiankun Transformation Realm. Now they are trying to kill me. It seems they want to suppress me here!"
Ye Feng's current strength exploded with all his strength, sweeping across all existences in the Qiankun Realm.
After a while, he killed them all.
However, just after he killed all these Taoist priests, the scene in front of him changed again, and he appeared in a small town.
As soon as he appeared, the monks in the town looked at him, as if they were sensing something. Without any unnecessary nonsense, they were like humanoid machines controlled by others, all coming to kill him.
Ye Feng's face was solemn. There were more monks in the town than in the Taoist temple. They were densely packed, almost reaching more than 200 people. And each of them had good cultivation, and they were infinitely close to the perfection of the universe.
Although these monks did not pose any threat to him, there were too many of them. So many monks all burst out to kill him, and he felt oppressed and dangerous.
He activated the Taixu Universe Furnace, shrouded it, and immediately a large area of monks was burned and refined.
Ye Feng's figure is like a dragon, shuttling among the crowd, holding the spear of light and darkness, killing everyone and suppressing everyone.
Every time the sword struck, a monk was killed.
After about half a stick of incense, all the monks in the town were killed by Ye Feng, and a strong smell of blood filled the town, which was nauseating.
Ye Feng was also tired and kicked and hissed. Although he had countless resources, his energy was limited. He couldn't bear it if he continued to kill.
Wow! Just when he was breathing.
The picture in front of me disappeared again.
When he appeared, he actually came to a sect.
This sect is extremely vast, profound, and ancient.
There are more disciples of the sect and they are stronger.
There are over a thousand people, and all of them have achieved the perfection of the Qiankun Transformation Realm.
Ye Feng was in the center of the sect, and countless disciples looked at him fiercely, with murderous intent.
Ye Feng frowned.
He somewhat understood.
The middle-aged man brought him into the field, which was an infinite loop, with scenes constantly appearing. Every time one appeared, both the number of people and the strength were increasing. This was to tire him out and eventually strangle him here.
"What an insidious method. This is the power of his domain. It is indeed terrifying. However, I, Ye Feng, will not be at your mercy. Your domain is filled with the aura of Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua. Although there are fake saints
The will and the laws of heaven and earth are integrated into it, but it is not unbreakable. If I want to break through this layer of images and break out of the cage, I must release a more terrifying aura and power. Light and darkness are indeed very strong, but with my current strength
It's not enough at all, in this case..." Ye Feng's eyes crossed, not wanting to be manipulated anymore.
His body burned with a hot breath of blood and life.
He activated the ancient magical power, the Blood Underworld Magic.
The Blood Underworld Magic is a magical power that enhances strength. It can even be a serious form of self-mutilation. But Ye Feng has no choice now. If he wants to break this repetitive scene and get out of the field, he can only activate the Blood Underworld Magic and burn.
Life, forcibly improve the strength.
"Master, you are burning your life. This technique can have a great impact on your lifespan. There is no need to be so desperate to deal with this person. This old man can help you!"
When he saw Ye Feng activating the Blood Underworld Magic, burning life, and the Heaven-Suppressing Flag Artifact Spirit in the ring, he immediately exclaimed.
In its view, there is no need for Ye Feng to be so desperate. At this point, it can completely help Ye Feng to deal with a mere false saint. It can completely suppress it.
How could Ye Feng not know how powerful the old weapon spirit was, but he knew that the old weapon spirit could suppress the false saint, but he still wanted to activate the blood and underworld magic at all costs, in order to defeat the false saint with his own strength.
If he wanted to rely on the old weapon spirit, why would he have to fight the middle-aged man for so long? Why would he just use the old weapon spirit to suppress the middle-aged man from the beginning?
Since he experienced everything in hell, his mentality has changed. He no longer wants to rely too much on the power of others. Only his own strength is the king of everything.
After he told this idea to the old man Qi Ling, the latter fell silent. He had been staying with Ye Feng for quite some time. He knew Ye Feng's character and views well. No one could stop what the latter decided, of course.
It can't be stopped either.
"The Blood and Dark Magic, the ancient magical power, was obtained by me by chance. It has huge destructive power. It is a skill that is activated at the cost of the cultivator's life. With my current life, if it is activated completely, the sequelae will be too strong.
It will cost me a lot, so if that’s the case, let’s burn part of it!”
Ye Feng burned a quarter of the life in his body. He was not in a desperate situation yet and did not want to burn it all.
After all, life is too precious. Even if he can change his life span by breaking through the realm, every time he breaks through, he needs to consume a lot of resources, which is a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people.
Suddenly, his whole body was filled with a tyrannical blood-colored murderous aura. It turned extremely red, like a god of killing. His hair, eyes, face, and body were all changing. Each and every appearance appeared on the surface of his body.
The strange lines look ferocious and violent, and his strength is also increasing rapidly.