In the distance, the three saints slowly narrowed their eyes and stared at Ye Feng intently.
In their opinion, Ye Feng should have called a saint when he was crushed by the blood sun just now, but he relied on his unpredictable magical powers to resist the crushing of the blood sun.
Now, the real imperial weapon, the sword of the extreme, has appeared. It would be incredible if Ye Feng could still resist it.
"If he wants to live, he must call the saint!"
"I want to see how those saints appear and where they come from!"
When the three saints stared at Ye Feng for a moment, Ye Feng showed off a smile, and the colorful wings behind him continued to restrain themselves.
"Dou Zi Mi!!!"
"boom!!!"
The corpse energy condensed, as if some kind of transformation had occurred, and it adhered to Ye Feng's skin, making it seem to be coated with a layer of silver frost.
"This zombie can even do word secrets?"
"Zhe Zi Mi, Xing Zi Mi, Bing Zi Mi, Dou Zi Mi... He has mastered four of the nine secrets?"
Suddenly, the three saints looked at each other in confusion, becoming increasingly unable to see through Ye Feng.
"If the Nine Secrets of Zombies are complete..."
"Impossible, the power of the Nine Secrets is feared by Heaven. No living being in this world can gather all the Nine Secrets!"
"boom!!!"
At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly stepped forward.
Meteor steps, Xingzi secretly running like crazy.
At the same time, there seemed to be insects squirming between Ye Feng's eyebrows, his skin cracked, and a crack appeared, like a vertical eye.
After two thousand years in the different world, Ye Feng has gained nothing. He has continuously consolidated his cultivation and learned many things.
"Secret Bing Zi!!!"
"Even if it is a real imperial weapon, so what? As long as it is a weapon, I can control it!!!"
With a low roar, Ye Feng's brows began to bleed, and drops of colorful essence and blood continued to dissolve, strengthening the power of the Secret of Bing Zi.
"Sixty thousand times the speed of sound?"
"This this……"
"If his speed reaches the speed of light, a qualitative change will occur, which is equivalent to the sanctification of the physical body!"
"Boom!!!"
Waves of silvery white sounds.
A blurry shadow appeared behind Ye Feng, like a world or a magic mountain, exuding a suffocating aura.
The power of artistic conception.
This mysterious power can be understood in the realm of a master.
Ye Feng is a zombie and cannot comprehend artistic conception, rules, laws and other mysteries of heaven and earth.
However, he integrated all the magical powers and techniques that he had cultivated, and even combined them with the bloodline of Disillusionment Long Yunzheng, and this was born... this is not an artistic conception... artistic conception.
"magical!!!"
Taking one step forward, Ye Feng shouted, and his whole body was almost completely integrated with the world.
"This is incredible!"
"He is a zombie, but now, this power has almost transcended the mysteries of heaven and earth, merged with heaven and earth, and become heaven and earth. Is this a combination? Is this the road to the realm of the Saint King?"
The elder holding the sword raised his eyelids, his expression remained indifferent, his right hand trembled, suppressing the Ji Dao sword that was affected by the Secret of Bing Zi, his lips opened and closed, "Cut!!!"
"Buzz!!!"
Guiyi Xingxi seems to have lost its light, and then seems to be filled with light.
Even the three saints lost their sight in an instant.
The wind was light and the clouds were light, and the sword intent was like a breeze blowing on the face. Goosebumps stood up all over the three saints' bodies, and the urge to escape from this place arose in their hearts.
Ye Feng pounced on the elder holding the sword, and his flesh and blood melted away almost in an instant.
This sword cuts rules, laws, and everything that exists.
At this moment, Ye Feng was left with only a skeleton, which was full of cracks and could collapse at any time.
"Roar!!!"
With a low roar, the vague artistic conception behind Ye Feng suddenly disappeared.
There was a hint of madness in Ye Feng's eyes. This artistic conception of understanding encompassed almost everything he had learned over the years.
He didn't know its power, but he knew one thing. With the power of this vague artistic conception, it was impossible to withstand the power of the imperial army.
The reason why he displays this vague artistic conception is for his magical power and furnace!
Magical power, furnace.
The power is unlimited, and the power will be as strong as Ye Feng sacrifices.
"furnace!!!"
"boom!!!"
Purple light surged, covering everything.
A vague furnace suddenly appeared, shrouding the sword-wielding elder of the Imperial Soldier. Skyfire fell from it, drowning rolled around, and endless thunder and lightning surged.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
A saint had a look of horror on his face, staring at the illusory furnace that was as high as the sky and suppressed a galaxy.
Although the furnace is illusory, the aura it emits makes even saints moved.
After all, this is the magical furnace that Ye Feng sacrificed most of his magical powers and techniques.
At this moment, Ye Feng only retained five sets of exercises.
What's even more terrifying is that Ye Feng has collected countless treasures during his more than two thousand years in another world, and now they have become the fuel for the magical furnace.
"My collection is enough to create a saint, but I don't believe it. This won't kill you!!!"
Ye Feng, who had turned into a skeleton, stared at the sword-wielding elder trapped in the furnace with cold eyes.
"Kill me!!!"
"Boom!!!"
As Ye Feng's roar fell, the energy of chaos suddenly filled the furnace, covering all the scenes.
However, the energy it emits is even more terrifying, even causing countless strange phenomena to occur in the Guiyi Galaxy.
The flesh and blood on Ye Feng's body could not grow at all in a short period of time, and the power of the imperial army was still lingering around his frame.
The Zhan Tianling fell on him, and Ye Feng walked step by step towards the palm-sized Heart of Jida.
"Is this zombie going to fuse with the heart of the Yakuza?"
"If he merges with the heart of the extreme, then...will he break the shackles again?"
The three saints were ready to make a move, they were jealous of the Taoist and also fearful of Ye Feng.
They were really frightened by Ye Feng's various weird cards.
Moreover, they also knew that Ye Feng had the means to summon saints.
In the end, the three saints looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Since we can't stop it, let's witness the miracle!"
"I really don't know how strong zombies will become after breaking the secondary shackles!"
Ye Feng walked towards the Heart of the Supreme Path step by step. In his empty eye sockets, colorful lights danced like will-o'-the-wisps.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Ye Feng turned around and saw a wave of waves, like a long dragon, surging out along the interlayer of void towards the Heart of the Supreme Path.
"If you dare to touch my things, you are seeking death!!!"
Ye Feng was furious, worked hard, even sacrificed countless skills and massive resources collected from other worlds, just to get such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and now someone dared to take advantage of it.
"Even if you are a saint, I will kill you today!!!"
The faces of the three saints in the distance suddenly turned ugly. Although you, Ye Feng, have a saint king standing behind you, you can't be so arrogant, right? Why do you mean that even if you are a saint, you have to let his body be wiped out? Isn't it too much?
