The bloody vortex is the center of the undead purgatory formation. The powerful power of blood purgatory can devour and refine the Void God King.
boom
The giant yin and yang handprints that merged into the sky moved the entire formation of ghosts and corpses, including Zhao Feng, the demigod child, and the skeleton hall master.
at the same time.
In the bloody vortex, there was a huge pulling force.
"Once caught in the bloody whirlpool, the formation of hundreds of corpses will be destroyed..."
Zhao Feng felt shocked.
As long as the Hundred Corpse Formation is destroyed, Zhao Feng and the demigod child will have no barrier and can withstand the impact of thousands of bloody rays, as well as the secret attacks of several undead kings.
This is a matter of life and death.
"Xiaokunyun"
Zhao Feng shouted sharply, and a pair of wind and thunder wings extended from his back.
"clear"
Kunyun Demigod and Zhao Feng have a connection with the Dark Heart, so communication is very simple.
"Heaven-shattering Golden Fist"
The demigod will of the demigod child and the artistic conception of boxing are highly integrated.
There was a faint shaking feeling in the void where the Purgatory Formation was located, and with the naked eye, only a brilliant golden fist light could be seen, turning into a domineering light pillar as sharp as a rainbow, severely shaking the yin and yang sky where the giant handprint was.
Boom
A large hole appeared on the Yin-Yang giant handprint, and the black-and-white distorted sky suddenly trembled.
"This little kid's boxing skills seem to be stronger than those of ordinary emperors..."
King Yin Yang was slightly surprised.
Of course, the difference in cultivation between the two sides is too big.
The fighting power of the Yin Yang King is unmatched by the Great Emperor; although the demigod child's boxing conception is superb, he cannot break his secret method with one punch.
The giant yin and yang handprints that merged into the sky were barely contained, blocking most of their power.
bang
The demigod child was shaken back more than ten feet and almost vomited blood.
The Yin Yang King's strength, artistic conception, and soul level are all extremely close to that of the False God Emperor.
In a single fight, even if Zhao Feng's bloodline pupils were activated, his chances of winning were very low.
"Master... something is not good"
The Skeleton Hall Master exclaimed, the hundred corpse formation was still being pushed and pulled, approaching the bloody vortex.
after all.
The demigod child was still unable to block all the Yin Yang King's attacks.
At the moment of life and death.
Thunder Wings and Wind Flash
A ray of red thunder wing light quickly swept to the center of the bloody vortex.
"Ice King Seal"
In the palm of Zhao Feng's hand, an ice blue spear turned into a huge iceberg shining like ice water, just like liquid ice.
boom
The huge iceberg, in the glimmering ice, vaguely showed the outline of an ice crystal seal, which happened to fall on the bloody whirlpool.
The entire undead purgatory formation was slightly shaken.
Buzz
The huge iceberg was surrounded by ice crystal seals. After hitting the bloody vortex, it was devoured by a powerful force.
The power of ice and the power of devouring confront each other.
But the frozen mountain seal was obviously at a disadvantage, and its aura was reduced.
"seal up"
Zhao Feng's eyes were cold, and his skin was covered with a layer of icy blue scales.
An ultimate black ice cold force originating from the ancient times was integrated into the frozen mountain seal.
Suddenly, the frozen mountain with the Ice King Spear as its core seemed to have a tendency to materialize, and the frozen cold power emitted increased by one or two times in a short period of time.
With Zhao Feng as the center, everything within a radius of several miles appears to be frozen.
Boo hoo hoo
When those blood-red rays approached Zhao Feng, they moved slowly and a layer of frost formed on the surface. After hitting him, their power was reduced by 50 to 60%.
Ding ding ding
The blue scales on Zhao Feng's body are like the scales of an ancient ice dragon, and his defense is extremely strong.
Hiss
The blood-colored vortex under the seal of the frozen mountain showed a tendency to solidify and almost stopped rotating.
“Good risk”
The Skeleton Hall Master stabilized the ghost corpse formation.
The formation of hundreds of corpses was only a few dozen feet away from the bloody whirlpool.
Fortunately, at this moment, the bloody vortex was temporarily frozen, and its attraction almost disappeared.
"That breath of blood..."
The kings who presided over the formation, especially Wen Luoan, were horrified.
The Tianyang War Clan bloodline in Wen Luoan's body produced a faint trembling uneasiness.
"The Ancient Ten Thousand Clan List...the bloodline of the Black Ice Scale Clan"
"How could he have..."
The three undead kings and Wen Luoan all looked moved.
The cold black ice bloodline originating from the ancient times gave several undead kings and even all the undead guards present a sense of oppression in their bloodlines.
After blending and strengthening the "Ice King Spear", Zhao Feng used the bloodline of the "Black Ice Scale Clan" to briefly freeze the bloody vortex in the center of the purgatory formation.
The power of the Undead Purgatory Formation has also been greatly reduced.
"take action"
Zhao Feng gave a low drink, his lavender hair dancing in the cold wind, looking misty and evil.
As soon as the words fell.
The demigod child and the skeleton hall master tried their best to launch a counterattack.
The power of the purgatory formation was so great that Zhao Feng could only suppress the bloody vortex for a few breaths, and the blood power consumed a huge amount.
"snort"
King Yin Yang sneered, and in the Yin Yang sky in the void, the outline of a five-fingered mountain faintly appeared, and it violently bombarded the formation of demigod children and ghost corpses.
The Ghost King and the Witch King were not idle either, activating the secret method to suppress them again.
The demigod child and the skeleton hall master were beaten to the point of collapse.
Ding ding ding
Zhao Feng stood on the ice-covered mountain seal, also bearing the attacks of the bloody light and green flying insects.
Thunder Wings and Wind Flash
Zhao Feng disappeared from the frozen mountain, avoiding the attack range of the yin and yang sky.
Obviously, he gave up on freezing the bloody vortex.
Swish
During the flight, a huge and astonishing amount of willpower surged in his left eye.
Zhao Feng's left eye was a purple as deep as mist, as if hiding a purple dreamlike world.
"Be careful of Zhao Feng's Bloodline Eye Technique"
Wen Luoan let out a low cry and immediately tensed up.
"Endless Maze"
Zhao Feng's left eye was fixed on the most powerful Yin Yang King.
It was this peak king who single-handedly suppressed his own side.
"Um?"
King Yin Yang was shocked physically and mentally, and was attracted by Zhao Feng's hazy purple left eye.
Suddenly, the environment around him changed.
Everything within the field of vision was shrouded in a mist-shrouded maze.
"snort"
King Yin Yang sneered, determined, and the emptiness in front of him melted like ice and snow.
Regardless of his artistic conception or soul level, he is close to the False God Emperor.
"He is worthy of being the leader of the four undead kings. Moreover, the gray flames on the outer layer of the purgatory formation have the effect of isolating souls. My blood pupil technique has been weakened by 30 to 40%."
Zhao Feng was not surprised.
He just made a tentative attack.
The purpose is to understand how strong the insulating effect of the purgatory array is on the Bloodline Eye Technique.
"Sixty percent, that's enough."
Zhao Feng nodded slightly.
At this time, King Yin Yang easily cracked the single-body illusion of "Endless Labyrinth", with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
But soon, he felt something was wrong.
Zhao Feng's attack failed, but there was no abnormality at all, and he seemed to be smiling.
"Don't be careful—"
King Yin Yang exclaimed, finally thinking of something.
He has the highest level of strength in the field and can withstand Zhao Feng's Bloodline Eye Technique.
But it doesn't mean that others can.
"Spiritual Thorn"
From Zhao Feng's left eye, a huge spiritual spike of cold purple shot out, instantly piercing through the gray flame seedlings on the outer layer of the purgatory formation.
Buzz
The gray flames stabbed the huge spiritual sword, weakening it by thirty to forty percent.
puff
The remaining 60% of the spiritual thorn's power just penetrated Wen Luoan, who was in charge of the formation flag.
"ah"
Wen Luoan let out a shrill scream, and the stinging pain on the soul level was a hundred times stronger than the pain on the physical body.
Even with 60% of the mental thorns remaining, it almost penetrated his soul and almost caused Wen Luoan to faint.
Wen Luoan's soul and will are only close to the king.
As for the spiritual stab, as the simplest and most primitive soul attack, the winner is determined by the strength of the soul.
The greater the soul gap between the two parties, the greater the damage.
There is a huge soul gap between Zhao Feng and Wen Luoan. Even if the spiritual thorn is weakened by 30 to 40% by the purgatory formation, they still have an overwhelming advantage.
This mental stab severely damaged Wen Luoan's mind and caused fatal damage.
"Junior suffers death"
The Yin Yang King was furious, and with the mighty will of the peak king, he rushed towards Zhao Feng to prevent his next attack.
at the same time.
The Witch King and Ghost King also stepped up their attacks on Zhao Feng.
"hehe"
Zhao Feng smiled softly, flying thunder wings behind his back, and entered the formation of ghosts and corpses. The demigod child and the formation of hundreds of corpses shared the attack.
"Luo An, how is your injury?"
The Witch King looked at Wen Luoan with concern.
At the soul level, Wen Luoan was fatally attacked and almost lost control of the flag.
The power of the Purgatory Formation obviously began to decline.
Just then.
laugh
A dark silver dotted line flashed away, accompanied by a cold shadow blade.
"careful"
The Witch King's heart skipped a beat.
But her reminder was too late.
Poof
A strange dagger, as cold as a shadow, pierced Wen Luoan's heart.
"Hmm"
Wen Luoan wanted to struggle, but his body went numb and he immediately fell into the void and fog.
meow
The little thieving cat held the Shadow Killing Emperor Blade in his hand, and with a sudden wave, a cold blade of shadow passed through several death guards near Wen Luoan.
"Ahhhhh"
Several nearby death guards were pierced by the shadow blade, their bodies froze, and their life force was instantly wiped out.
"Loan"
"Your Highness"
"Keep the cat"
The three undead kings and all the death guards were shocked and speechless.
The undead purgatory formation lost a core host, its power was sharply reduced, and there were some flaws.
meow
The little thieving cat turned into a silver-gray dotted line, flew away into the air, and disappeared.
"The little thieving cat...is good for you"
On Zhao Feng's side, hundreds of corpses formed a huge formation, and the pressure suddenly eased a bit.
As early as when the Undead Purgatory Formation was set up, Zhao Feng could see that Wen Luoan was the weakness of the formation.
Among the four hosts, Wen Luoan has the lowest cultivation level.
Zhao Feng first tried to attack the Yin Yang King, which was just a strategy of "attacking the east and attacking the west".
If you let the little thieving cat attack the Yin-Yang King, the success rate will be extremely low, and you may even risk your life.
Zhao Feng's target is Wen Luoan, who is relatively weak.
Now.
This breakthrough was successfully opened.
The three undead kings have not yet come to their senses, and the next round of attacks has already begun.
"Red extinguishes the pupil fire"
In Zhao Feng's left eye, an astonishing pupil power flame appeared.
A translucent red pupil fire exuded an aura of explosive destruction, and at its core, there was a hint of thunder and calamity.
boom
That ball of red fireworks, like a storm of red flames, bombarded the "Witch King".
"Hiss..."
The pale body of the Witch King was wrapped in translucent red pupil fire, and the aura of destruction and calamity was raging.
Even though she was prepared, she was frightened by this violent attack.
Buzz
A layer of strange withered white flames lingered on the Witch King's body, intertwined with the bombardment of red pupil fire.
However.
Her evil spirits and ghostly fireworks were restrained by the "red pupil fire" that contained thunder and tribulation and the secret of destruction. Black smoke rose up and quickly dimmed.