Chapter seven hundred and sixty fifth overwhelming battle
"You want me to do three moves?" Xu Feng laughed, "That's such a big tone, I'm afraid you won't be able to say such words later. Don't you want to see how domineering I am to challenge your entire Warlock Guild? Today, I will let you see it. Ichiban.”
Wang Huikun's eyes suddenly turned to Xu Feng, and he was shocked that Xu Feng said such a sentence. Could he really be able to defy the odds with the power of the Five Yuan Realm?
Xu Feng ignored everyone's surprise and clicked his finger. As Xu Feng's runes flashed, a man in a green robe slowly stepped out of the void and stood in front of Xu Feng. There was no breath in his body. But it was as if he was integrated with the heaven and the earth, silently! His face was pale and bloodless, but he was surrounded by a layer of yin energy, and the runes on his body flashed, moving the heaven and earth in a flash.
Everyone looked at this strange green-robed man with doubts in their hearts, but Wang Huikun screamed in surprise and looked at the green-robed man in front of him in disbelief, with a look of horror on his face: "Qingshan, the ancestor of the Qing clan!"
Wang Huikun felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He had seen the man in green robe before. Back then, a giant of the Warlock Guild took the Holy Son and others to a party, and they met by chance. This was with the giant of the Warlock Guild. The existence that sits and rises with them is the person they look up to, and may only look up to for the rest of their lives. How could such a person appear in the struggle of the younger generation.
"That's not right! Ancestor Qingshan showed his natural and unrestrained appearance back then. His whole body was full of blood energy, and he would never be enveloped by Yin Qi, nor would any runes flash on his body."
Wang Huikun soon noticed something unusual. He couldn't help but think about the rumor. It was rumored that the Qingshan ancestor was killed by Xu Feng. Could it be that this was the body of the Qingshan ancestor?
Wang Huikun checked carefully and found that he could not detect the slightest trace of vitality of the Qingshan ancestor. This shocked Wang Huikun: Could it be that the rumors were true? This young man really killed an emperor, so what? Do people revere the existence of gods and men?
"Hmph! So what if the rumors are true? At this time, your strength is only at the Five Yuan realm. No matter how powerful you are, you can't do anything to me." Wang Huikun immediately felt at ease, regardless of whether the rumors were true or not. Really, at this time everyone witnessed that Xu Feng only had the strength of the Five Yuan Realm.
"Are you taking out the body of Patriarch Qingshan to scare people?" Wang Huikun stared at Xu Feng and said, "Unless you can really explode with the strength to kill Patriarch Qingshan, you will definitely suffer hatred today."
Wang Huikun's words made everyone look at each other in shock.
"This... this... this corpse is the ancestor of Qingshan? The living ancestor of the Qing tribe, Huizong? Did Xu Feng really kill the ancestor of the Qing tribe, Huizong?"
Everyone's hearts stirred up, and everyone looked at Xu Feng blankly, their eyes full of horror.
"Xu Feng! Take action!" Wang Huikun looked at Xu Feng and said calmly, "You can't scare anyone by taking out a corpse. At least you can't scare me."
"Haha!" Xu Feng laughed arrogantly, "Who told you that you were trying to scare people!"
After Xu Feng finished speaking, he moved his fingers fiercely: "Use the power of ghosts and gods, borrow the body of the world, condense the mysterious body of ghosts and gods, capture the gate of hell, and perform ghost magic!"
As Xu Feng's voice shook the sky, endless Yin Qi surrounded the Qingshan Ancestor. The Qingshan Ancestor, who was originally without any momentum, burst out with a huge momentum that shook the heaven and the earth. As the momentum swept, it was like The black clouds are pressing down on the city, and they want to crush the city.
"Ghost warlock! Refining ghosts and gods?" Wang Huikun said in shock, looking at Xu Feng with wide eyes, disbelief in his eyes.
"This... how... is this... possible?" Wang Huikun looked at Xu Feng blankly, his eyes full of horror. He never imagined that Xu Feng could actually perform ghost refining techniques. And he could use the body of the Emperor Realm. ti to display.
The art of refining ghosts and gods is a kind of magic among ghost magicians. Very few people know it, and it has almost become a lost skill. Although the art of refining ghosts and gods is not a magical power, it is beyond ordinary magical powers in the world. Such magical skills were not used in ancient times. Only the top ghost warlocks can possess it. However, Xu Feng showed it.
Not only Wang Huikun was stunned, but all the other disciples were dumbfounded by the Qingshan Patriarch when they saw the terrifying aura like black clouds looming over the city. This aura was so overwhelming that they had difficulty breathing.
"Do you really think that I don't know that there are heaven-defying beings among the younger generation of your Warlock Guild? Do you really think that I am stupid? I want to see who in your Warlock Guild can stop the ancient stunt, the Ghost Clan Secret method.”
Xu Feng stared at Wang Huikun, and then he took out his trump card. Before, whether it was holy skills, fields, or magical herbs, they were not his real trump cards, but this is it.
In the past, without the seeds of the Yin Demon, Xu Feng could not perform ghost refining techniques. But this time, he got countless seeds from the ghost warlock's tomb. He even got the seeds of the Yin Demon King! Therefore, Xu Feng spent three days. Refining the body of Patriarch Qingshan.
The ghost refining skills of ghost warlocks are also divided into levels. The stronger the evil demon seeds, the stronger the body used to refine ghosts, and the stronger the power of the ghost refining skills. Ordinary mystics, even if they get the ghost refining skills, they will definitely He couldn't get an imperial body to refine ghosts. But Xu Feng had it. This is Xu Feng's confidence, which can compete with the confidence of the younger generation of the entire Warlock Guild.
"Come on!" Xu Feng stared at Wang Huikun and others and said, "Let me see what your Warlock Guild is capable of."
The blood on Xu Feng's body has dried, but the scarlet color of the blood is already shocking.
Wang Huikun and others were silent, staring blankly at the corpse of Qingshan Ancestor. The corpse of the Emperor Realm was so terrifying. Even with the strength of the body alone, it could sweep past the powerful. Not to mention, Xu Feng used Ghost It's a magic trick.
"Damn it! How could the Xu family have such a skill as ghost refining?" Wang Huikun cursed, and his original confidence disappeared. The Emperor Realm was too terrifying, even though it was just his body, even if Xu Feng It is impossible to unleash the power of the emperor even by using ghost refining techniques, but it is still terrifying.
"What? You don't dare to come? Didn't you say you want me to take three moves? In that case, I will take action first." Xu Feng stared at Wang Huikun, and with a flick of his finger, runes shot out in response. , the runes sank into the body of the Qingshan Ancestor, and the runes on the Qingshan Ancestor also circled. The eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, and two rays of light shot back from the eyes, and the rays of light shot back to Chuluo. In the void, pieces of the void collapsed.
Xu Feng's soul power surged back, reflected on Xu Feng's forehead, and condensed into a villain. The villain's appearance was exactly the same as him. The crystal clear villain, which was completely composed of soul power, reflected back and sank into the green mountain. In the corpse of the ancestor, Xu Feng suddenly felt that he had a strange connection with the corpse of the Qingshan ancestor. This connection was created by the ghost refining technique.
"Destroy him!" Xu Feng pointed his finger and shouted to Wang Huikun.
Under Xu Feng's shout, the ancestor of Qingshan stepped out, walked a hundred meters away, and landed in front of Wang Huikun. He punched out straight, without any fancy, directly hitting Wang Huikun. Kun. Although he seemed slow, he was actually as fast as lightning. He was in front of Wang Huikun in the blink of an eye.
The punch that broke through the air made Wang Huikun's eyes widen with horror. He wanted to avoid it but found a terrifying aura locked on him. When this aura locked on him, he felt his hair crawling all over his body and his body was filled with shivers. All the power surged back, not daring to hold back at all. Twelve percent of the power rushed towards the force that bombarded him.
"boom……"
The fists collided together, and there was a crisp sound of bone cracking. Following the sound of bone cracking, Wang Huikun's body flew backwards, and while flying upside down, Patriarch Qingshan's fist swept out again.
Wang Huikun suppressed the blood boiling in his body, forced his arm bones to break in pain, and his body flashed to avoid the fist of Patriarch Qingshan.
However, the speed of Qingshan Patriarch was much faster than he imagined. He fell behind Wang Huikun in a few flashes, and the sweeping force intercepted Wang Huikun. Wang Huikun was forced to do so. Kun and the ancestor of Qingshan collided.
"boom……"
There was another collision, and Wang Huikun was knocked backwards. Qingshan Ancestor did not reply with any fancy punches, and it was completely arrogant. However, such an attack is indeed the most effective for Wang Huikun. Every time he hits, he can The explosion made his blood boil, and his body flew backwards. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and thighs. Along with his arms and body, veins began to surge, and even cracks appeared on his body.
Everyone watched as Wang Huikun was forced back, and he didn't even have the strength to backhand. Everyone looked at the field blankly, and they wiped their eyes vigorously, their eyes full of disbelief.
What kind of person is Wang Huikun? He is the core disciple who may attack Chuan Hui Qi, and he is the existence they worship! A powerful Nine Yuan Realm strongman can appear anywhere in Dahui Continent, although he will not be the only one to dominate. But he can be considered a character who can run amok.
However, such a mysterious person did not have the strength to fight back under the body of Patriarch Qingshan. The most important thing is that Patriarch Qingshan did not use any strength at all and relied entirely on the power of his physical body to force Wang Hui back. Kun is like this.
"How powerful is this Qingshan Patriarch? This is still the power of physical transformation, so what if his power of ghost refining also explodes? Is it possible that Wang Huikun will be killed instantly?"
Everyone looked blankly at Wang Huikun who was shocked and vomiting blood. They wanted to help Wang Huikun. However, looking at Xu Feng standing in the distance with his hands behind his back, they quickly gave up the idea. Even Wang Huikun was beaten. They were retreating step by step. If they were punched, wouldn't they be reduced to pieces?
Everyone was shocked and looked at Patriarch Qingshan with burning eyes.
"Pfft..."
After Qingshan Patriarch punched him again, Wang Huikun was thrown out by vomiting blood and hit the ground hard. There were many scars on his body, and blood seeped out from them. Xu Feng saw Looking at Wang Huikun, who didn't even have the strength to get up, he said with a smile: "Although I am not as strong as you, I still have a way to deal with you."
Wang Huikun's face was frightened, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the Qingshan ancestor who was standing next to Xu Feng obediently, he felt that this was a fighting machine. Such a fighting machine would never be passed down to Hui Qi. Can he win? No wonder, this kid dares to challenge the entire Warlock Guild so arrogantly.
Everyone looked at Xu Feng blankly and at the Qingshan Patriarch beside Xu Feng, unable to imagine how he refined him into a puppet.
"Next!" Xu Feng said calmly, with pride in his tone, "But I advise you to invite the Holy Son of the Warlock Guild. Otherwise, I will destroy as many as you come today."
The sound was not loud, but it shook the sky, causing silence all around. All eyes were focused on Xu Feng.