Everyone had given up hope on the appearance of ghost warlocks in the imperial realm, which made many people couldn't help but sigh. (⊙o⊙)...But at this moment, Xu Feng came out, looked at Xu Ze and said lightly:
"I'll give it a try!"
"You?" Xu Ze was stunned, looking at Xu Feng, his brows slightly raised, the dazzling eyes were very oppressive. But Xu Feng stood there motionless, looking at him indifferently, not because
It changes depending on the identity of the other god's son.
Xu Ze was also a little surprised. As a son of God, there were very few people who could be calm and calm when facing him. And everyone who could do this was a famous big shot. But this boy didn't look like a good soldier.
, can actually block his glance.
"Who are you?" Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng condescendingly, and the power of looking down on the world radiated from his bones.
But this posture made Xu Feng very uncomfortable. As a member of the Saint family, Xu Feng had his dignity. Even though the Son of God was superior, how could he bow to the opponent with the Saint family blood?
"Who I am is not the point! The point is that I can work with you to break this formation." Xu Feng looked at Xu Ze and said calmly.
"Slap your mouth!" Xu Ze shouted loudly. As the Son of God, who could disobey him? But the young man standing in front of him actually treated him like this. He couldn't help but shout loudly, and the whole world was shaking with his violent shouting.
Like anger, the ripples in the void rolled endlessly, and endless power covered him, and he slapped Xu Feng in the face.
Everyone felt the aura of Xu Ze, the aura of the wrath of the Dragon Court, which made them feel chilly in their hearts. This is the dignity of the Son of God, and his dignity cannot be provoked by anyone.
Looking at the young man standing in front of Xuze, everyone couldn't help but murmur: He really doesn't know how to live or die, even the son of God dares to contradict him, he really hates himself and is tired of living.
Xu Weixin and the others looked at Xu Ze and took action as soon as he asked, and their expressions suddenly changed. They had seen Xu Ze's power and knew how terrifying he was.
This slap fell on Xu Feng as everyone imagined, but this slap of thunderous wrath hit Xu Feng, and Xu Feng standing there actually broke apart and dissipated with the wind.
"Afterimage!"
Everyone couldn't help being surprised, and they were stunned. They didn't expect that the young man who didn't look outstanding could actually dodge the strike of the Son of God. The Son of God was so high up that even an ordinary Son of God would find it difficult to avoid it.
This made everyone couldn't help but look for Xu Feng, only to find that Xu Feng had returned to the original position again. This speed shocked many people.
Xu Ze also showed a bit of surprise: "What a magical movement!"
With Xu Ze's eyesight, he could naturally see the peculiarity of Xu Feng's movement, which also made him stop and continue to attack. As the Son of God, the first attack was fruitless, and his pride would not let him do the same thing again.
"To break or not to break?" Xu Feng looked at Xu Ze, his eyes were serious, and his expression was a little unfriendly. The other party was too strong, and he wanted to slap himself whenever he disagreed. If he hadn't been somewhat capable, this slap would have been enough.
Implemented.
However, Xu Feng's attitude shocked countless people. They all looked at Xu Feng in horror, feeling that Xu Feng had gone crazy.
"Does he know what kind of person he is facing? This is the Son of God! It's enough for him to disobey the Son of God, but he actually dares to behave like this towards the Son of God."
"This young man came out of nowhere. It's so shocking. He actually..."
Countless people looked at Xu Feng blankly, with a bit of shock in their eyes. Even Xu Weixin and the others were not calm, Xu Feng actually treated the Son of God with the same attitude.
Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng with some amusement. He was the first person in so many years who dared to look at him with hostility, and he was also a saint. Xu Ze could sense that Xu Feng was just a saint-level figure.
"Are you a ghost warlock, a saint-level ghost warlock?" Xu Ze asked Xu Feng, but he did not continue to attack Xu Feng, "The saint-child level is still far away from the emperor level. Even so, you can't help me.
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Xu Feng looked at the other party and said: "Can it be that it's not what you said, but how I did it? You can either break the formation alone, or join forces with me to break it together."
"Since you are going to die! Then let me help you!" Xu Ze didn't care. Since this young man had confidence in himself, let him break it. It would not be difficult for him to cooperate with him.
"How to take action?" Xu Feng didn't know much about the formation, so he could only ask the other party.
"Ghost warlocks have ghost refining skills. You refine ghost spirits, put them into these mummies, and temporarily control some of them. These mummies have no spiritual consciousness. If you have ghost spirits break into them, you can temporarily suppress them.
A part of the mummy, if this part of the mummy is suppressed, the formation will be defective. I, the Son of God, can work together with everyone to break through the formation." Xu Ze replied.
Xu Feng nodded, looked at the mummy array in front of him and said, "How much do you need to control?"
"To have flaws, at least hundreds of mummies must be suppressed by you." Xu Ze said, "This mummy is not simple. To suppress hundreds of mummies, it is difficult to succeed without the strength of the emperor. If you can't succeed, then you have to
There is a dead end. The ghostly light attack of this mummy riot is unstoppable even in the imperial realm."
"This is not what you have to worry about!" Xu Feng said lightly.
This sentence made many people think again. They were all shocked by Xu Feng's arrogance. He actually contradicted the Son of God again. Brother, this is the Son of God, not the Son of God. This is the Son of God who looks down upon the world.
existence, you actually talked to him like this?
Xu Ze did not care about Xu Feng. To him, he was just an arrogant saint son and there was no need for him to be angry.
Seeing that Xu Feng remained motionless for a long time, Xu Ze said calmly: "No one dares to tease me. If you dare to show off but don't follow through, I will give you a ride."
"I have no intention of teasing you!" Xu Feng looked at the array of mummies in front of him and said calmly, "To refine ghost spirits into hundreds of mummies, a lot of souls are needed. I don't have so many souls!"
Hearing Xu Feng's words, Xu Ze glanced at Xu Feng: "What's so difficult about this?"
After Xu Ze finished speaking, he waved his arm fiercely. In this wave, hundreds of mysterious practitioners were suddenly attacked by his power. Their bodies exploded violently, and their souls were pulled out and sent away alive.
Arriving in front of Xu Feng.
The pungent smell of blood permeated the entire space. Countless people saw hundreds of mysterious practitioners who had just been alive and kicking suddenly die in an instant. Chills suddenly appeared on the soles of their feet. They had a clear understanding of Xu Ze's ruthlessness!
"Son of God, Son of God! He really doesn't regard the Mysterious Master as a human being! In his eyes, maybe the Mysterious Master is really just an ant that he can kill at will."
Many people felt sad, including the Holy Son. His murders were too harsh and ruthless. He was killing people here and there, and was simply crushing ants to death.
Xu Feng looked at the hundreds of struggling souls that fell in front of him. With a roll of strength, the soul power seeped out, and ghost magic began to work, and began to refine these souls. As for Xuze killing people and taking souls, he pretended not to have seen it.
But it doesn't matter to him, all he wants is for his soul to break the formation.
Xu Feng's ghost skills are not low, and his soul power uses special methods to refine these souls, imprint them with his breath, and turn them into ghosts.
While refining, Xu Feng's figure flashed and walked towards the mummy formation.
Xu Feng's steps alerted the mummies among them, and several of them shot out faint light and swept towards Xu Feng. Xu Feng stepped on Xiaoyaoyou to avoid the dim light of these mummies. At the same time, he controlled the refined ghost spirits.
It also shot out and rushed towards several mummies.
The ghosts were extremely excited in the gloomy environment and rushed towards the mummies crazily. Especially the mummies were also cold. When they came into contact with the mummies, they suddenly rushed into the mummies.
Xu Feng formed a seal in his hand and controlled the ghost to suppress the mummy and take control of the mummy's body.
It is true that the mummy is scary, but he is just a corpse without spiritual consciousness, and he is still suppressed by Xu Feng. Although he cannot control his walking, it is not difficult to suppress him from moving.
After controlling several mummies, Xu Feng flicked his finger and shot out ghost spirits one after another, continuously shooting towards the mummies.
These mummies did not show weakness, and streams of ghostly light kept emerging, attacking Xu Feng. Xu Feng did not have the confidence to confront these ghostly lights, so he could only use Xiaoyaoyou to avoid them, and at the same time, he continued to shoot out streaks of light.
Ghosts control mummies.
Xiaoyaoyou is a set of movements that defy the heavens and is as fast as lightning. Although the dim light is terrifying and dense, Xu Feng barely avoids it under Xiaoyaoyou.
Everyone looked at Xu Feng who kept dodging among the mummies, leaving behind a series of afterimages. They all clenched their hands. They were surprised at Xu Feng's speed, but also expected Xu Feng to successfully control hundreds of mummies.
Xu Feng continued to shoot out ghosts one after another, and Xu Ze, the son of God, stood there quietly. He was not surprised that Xu Feng behaved like this. However, this is not the point. If he wants to succeed, he must have enough
The soul power must be strong enough.
Because it is difficult to control hundreds of mummies without the strength of an emperor. But if Xu Feng cannot do this, he will only die if he falls into it.
Each mummy was controlled by Xu Feng, and Xu Feng's ghosts became fewer and fewer. In the end, there were less than fifty left.
Many people were seen clenching their fists tightly, and Xianxian even showed the veins surging on her fists, which represented the unrest in her heart.
"Let me go, everyone!"
Xu Feng suddenly shouted, and the remaining ghosts suddenly shot out. Xu Feng's face suddenly turned pale, and the ghostly light of the mummy also shot out. Xu Feng hurriedly dodged to avoid the impact of the ghosts.
And it fell on the mummy.
The ghost submerged into the mummy and instantly took over its body, making it impossible to control the mummy.
Hundreds of mummies were imprinted with Xu Feng's aura at the same time. Although they had no spiritual consciousness, they violently rioted as if by conditioned reflex.
Everyone clenched their fists and looked at Xu Feng with stern eyes. Success was achieved only once. Xu Feng would succeed as long as he suppressed the riot.
"Give me the town!"
Terrifying Dao Marks rioted in Xu Feng's body, and the terrifying power swept out, like the sky, overwhelming the mummies and suppressing them. The power and ghosts acted at the same time, oppressing these mummies. During the riot, these mummies suddenly
The suppressed arc continues to become smaller, and the dim light emitted from the eyes continues to weaken.
Seeing this scene, many mystics shouted excitedly: "It's going to be successful!"
At the same time, many people looked at Xu Feng in awe. The power of Xu Feng's riot was actually comparable to that of the Emperor. With the strength of the Holy Son, he could do things that even the ghost warlocks of the Emperor might not be able to do!