"Eight Hundred War Ghosts, do you want to fight with me?"
A huge dark skull suddenly overflowed from the void. The Spirit Skull God had cold eyes, staring at the eight hundred war ghosts with a sneer on his face, and said coldly, "Don't think that you are the pride of the Emoluo world, so I won't dare to kill you."
You, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I don’t mind letting you stay in Qiqiao Monkey Tomb."
"hehe!"
The Eight Hundred War Ghosts sneered, but did not continue to irritate the spirit skeleton. After all, it can be seen from the ranking on the God's Pride List that his combat effectiveness is indeed not as good as his opponent.
"Stop talking nonsense, you won't come to me for no reason, tell me what it is!"
"It's very simple. You and I join forces to kill Mu Shanhengtian." The spirit skeleton said fiercely.
The Eight Hundred War Ghosts blinked as if looking at an idiot, glanced at the spirit skeleton, turned around and left, "Not interested!"
The spirit skeleton seemed to have known the reaction of the eight hundred war ghosts for a long time, and continued to speak with a half-smile, "I got the news that Mu Shan Hengtian and the Hunting God Alliance are fighting against each other."
The Eight Hundred War Ghost's footsteps stagnated. He knew that the spirit skeleton would not say that for no reason, so he couldn't help but ask, "Don't tell me, what kind of blood frivolity defeated Mu Shan Hengtian."
"Not only did he defeat Mu Shan Hengtian, but he also destroyed his physical body. Now, with the help of his Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart, Mu Shan Hengtian is hiding in a corner to cultivate."
"Whoosh!"
The eight hundred war ghosts suddenly turned around and stared at the spirit skeleton with murderous intent on its face, "Is this true?"
"Do I need to lie to you?"
Eight Hundred War Ghosts thought about it, the spirit skeleton had no reason to deceive himself.
"If this is the case, this is a golden opportunity to kill Mu Shan Hengtian!"
As he said that, Eight Hundred War Ghosts suddenly laughed, "Didn't you join forces with Jian Qingkuang? Why, instead of looking for him, you looked for me?"
"Jian Qingkuang is trapped and cannot escape in a short time. To avoid long nights and dreams, I can only find other helpers." A strange smile appeared on the face of the spirit skeleton, "If you and I join forces to kill Mu Shan Hengtian, your master should
You will be very happy!"
The eight hundred war ghosts didn't seem to hear the spirit skeleton's rhetorical question, and said, "Then how do you find Mu Shan Hengtian? In this state, he will definitely try his best to hide."
"As long as you agree to cooperate, I will naturally find a way to find Mu Shanhengtian!"
"OK!"
…
While the spirit skeleton was forming an alliance with the eight hundred war ghosts, Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged in a huge dead tree. Outside the dead tree, thirteen mummies were scattered around.
"Finally someone reacted!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
During this period of time, he had killed many powerful men, but he had not met a single one of them.
The Tomb of Qiqiao Monkey is too big. If you want to find a god, you can only rely on luck.
In order to hunt down the divine beings as quickly as possible, Ye Feng deliberately spilled the blood of these powerful beings.
"Boooooooo!!!"
One after another figures walked out of the void, led by a young man with sharp eyes and a dark sword taller than him tied around his waist.
"these are?"
"Well, those are the clothes of the Wind-Seeking Saint, and his space ring is still on his finger!"
"Oh my God, thirteen great powers actually fell here."
"Quiet!"
Just when everyone was shocked that such a powerful man had fallen here, the young man with a dark sword tied around his waist suddenly spoke, his eyes flashing with vigilance as he stared at the dead tree in the distance.
The dead tree is tall and there is a tree hole in the center. However, the tree hole is obviously not small, but the light cannot shine in, making it look like a black hole.
As the young man's voice fell, the scene instantly became quiet, and everyone looked towards the tree hole in the center of the dead tree.
Amid the alert gazes of everyone, a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.
"he is?"
"Is this the person who killed thirteen powerful men?"
At this moment, Ye Feng returned to his original appearance, and these people naturally did not recognize him.
Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were as clear as spring water, "Welcome everyone."
The young man stared at Ye Feng with cold eyes, "Did you kill them?"
Ye Feng smiled and nodded.
"hiss!"
"Is it really him?"
"You are too audacious!"
Everyone gasped when they saw Ye Feng admitting that he could kill thirteen saints. There was no doubt about Ye Feng's strength.
If it weren't for the young man in front of him, the six powerful men present would definitely escape immediately.
"Why did you kill them?" the young man asked coldly.
"Because, I'm hungry!"
"boom!!!"
Ye Feng, who had a faint smile on his face just now, suddenly changed his aura. He seemed to have transformed into an ancient demon god. The bright scorching sun corpse energy was like a stormy sea, covering an area of millions of miles in an instant.
"careful!"
"ah!!!"
The young man's reminder was still a step too late.
A scream sounded.
Blood sprayed out, and Ye Feng's right hand easily penetrated the powerful man's chest and dug out the opponent's bloody heart.
"you dare!!!"
Seeing that Ye Feng dared to commit murder under his nose, the young man was furious and grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand.
"Bang!!!"
Suddenly!
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, filled with horror.
A white palm suddenly pressed on the back of his right hand that was holding the handle of the knife. The terrifying force made it impossible for him to draw the knife.
Looking at the face so close, the young man trembled inwardly, "Who are you?"
The young man looks young, but since he has been able to cultivate to such a level, it would be impossible within tens of thousands of years. Moreover, he is a arrogant god, and anyone who can suppress him so easily must also be a arrogant god.
Ye Feng grinned and looked at the horrified young man, "Guess!"
"roll!!!"
The young man roared, his brows suddenly split open, and an unparalleled sword light, like a bright moon slashing down, slashed towards Ye Fengtianlinggai.
Seeing Ye Feng refusing to dodge and letting the sword fall down, a trace of anger appeared on the young man's face, "Even if you are one of the top 100 gods, you can't despise me like this!!!"
"Clang!"
But, the next second, the anger on the young man's face was replaced by horror.
The Heavenly Sword, which had been invincible before, stood on the opponent's Tianling Cap, and actually raised a burst of sparks, and then the Heavenly Sword collapsed.
"This this……"
"Snapped!"
There was a hint of disappointment in Ye Feng's eyes, and he clasped the young man's neck, "I thought the pride of gods was very strong, but your name as the pride of the gods is a bit undeserved!"
None of the arrogant gods that Ye Feng came into contact with was weak, but the young man in front of him, although he was known as the arrogant one, had little more than that in terms of fighting ability.
After cultivating to the late stage of the Holy Realm within fifty thousand years, you can be called the God of Pride.
However, this is only the realm, not the combat power.
"He, he actually killed the famous swordsman?"
"Run!"
The remaining powerful men all had shocked expressions on their faces, staring at the famous swordsman whose body was slowly shriveling up.
