Ye Feng shivered all over. The aura revealed by these white shadows was not strong, and could even be said to be very weak. But the abilities of these hanging ghosts were too weird. They were knocked apart with a stick, and then they regrouped the next moment and lay on their backs.
superior.
Ye Feng's face was extremely ugly. He stared at the scarlet tongue dangling in front of him, raised his head suddenly, grabbed it, and said, "Get off here!"
The power burst out from his right arm is enough to shake a mountain.
But what left Ye Feng speechless was that the scarlet tongue was like a spring and was pulled out for more than half a meter, but it did not break.
Listening to the increasingly louder cries in his ears and the invisible touch, goosebumps stood up all over Ye Feng's body. A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he scanned the densely packed and disheveled hanged ghosts in all directions, "I don't believe in evil!
"
With a roar, Ye Feng swung the Tianheng Magic Dragon Stick, as if it had turned into a meat grinder, sweeping across all directions.
“Buzz buzz!!!”
One after another, the hanged ghosts turned into powder and appeared one after another on Ye Feng's back, layer upon layer, making one's hair stand on end at a glance.
"Brother, I really can't stand it anymore!"
Suddenly, the Evil Sword Immortal screamed, turned into a black mist, rose into the sky, and continued to condense in mid-air. His triangular eyes were full of horror.
Looking at the Yellow River below, Ye Feng was covered by countless hanged ghosts, and the Evil Sword Immortal felt cold.
The auras revealed by these hanged ghosts were not strong, and they were probably extremely strange. Just now he was in Ye Feng's body and felt that his original energy was being swallowed up.
"boom!"
At this moment, the fire demon also rolled out of Ye Feng's body.
The Evil Sword Immortal was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, looking at the fire demon hiding behind him, and became furious in an instant, "Why are you hiding behind me?"
"Afraid!" The fire demon's strong body was actually trembling.
"Damn it, you're the only one who's afraid? Am I not afraid?" Evil Sword Immortal wants to punch the fire demon. Aren't you usually very arrogant? You always bully me, but now you know how to be afraid?
"run!"
Suddenly!
The Evil Sword Immortal froze, looking at the hanging ghost that appeared behind the fire demon, and quickly turned into a roll of black mist, shooting higher into the sky.
"Don't chase me!!!" the fire demon shouted, rolled up a stream of red flames, and chased after the Evil Sword Immortal.
"Damn it, don't run after me!" The Evil Sword Immortal who turned into black mist shouted, staring at the hanging ghost chasing behind the fire demon, his whole body was in a mess.
At the same time, in the Yellow River, Ye Feng's scalp exploded. He raised his neck and looked at the layers of hanged ghosts lying on his back.
With tens of thousands of hanged ghosts lying on his back, Ye Feng felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, and the weight was getting heavier and heavier, forcing him to continue sinking toward the Yellow River.
Ye Feng wanted to get rid of these hanged ghosts, but no matter what he did, these hanged ghosts seemed to become a part of his body.
"This time, I really saw a ghost!"
Ye Feng had a look of helplessness on his face. These hanging ghosts looked very scary, but other than that, they seemed to have no other abilities.
In fact, this is also a relative term. Even Xiao Sanxiao, Evil Sword Fairy, and Fire Demon are so afraid of these Hanged Ghosts, and their abilities must be very terrifying. Unfortunately, Ye Feng is a zombie, and the Hanged Ghosts have the ability to devour the essence and spirit.
It was of no use to him at all. As a result, these hanged ghosts could only continue to lie on Ye Feng.
The water of the Yellow River surges, and the huge Xuanwu head slowly pokes out of the water.
Xiaosanxiao sneakily climbed onto Xuanwu's head, looking at the scene in the distance, a look of emotion appeared on his face, "Are all the young people nowadays so powerful?"
"Little brother, don't swim over here!" Suddenly, Xiaosanxiao was shocked. Looking at Ye Feng, who was swimming towards this side in a doggy style, he quickly slapped Xuanwu on the head and fled away into the distance like flying.
"Brother Xiao, we are brothers in distress, don't run away!" Ye Feng danced his hands, and his whole body was like an arrow, chasing towards the huge Xuanwu. On its back, tens of thousands of hanged ghosts showed their scarlet red eyes.
The tongue is dancing with the wind, this scene is not to mention weird and terrifying.
Turning his head to look at Ye Feng, who was chasing after him so fast, he smiled three times and couldn't help but shout, "Little brother, I'm old and can't stand this kind of excitement, so you'd better stop chasing me!"
"Okay!"
A strange smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, "How about you give me two drops of blood?"
Xiao Sanxiao has taken Xuanwu essence and blood and has practiced for more than four thousand years. The energy contained in the essence and blood is absolutely terrifying. As long as he takes Xiao Sanxiao's essence and blood, Ye Feng believes that his strength will be improved.
Listening to Ye Feng asking for his own blood, Xiaosanxiao shook his head like a rattle, "Little brother, my blood already smells bad, so let's forget it!"
"Brother Xiao, I won't dislike it. If you don't give it, let's have a heart-to-heart talk with these hanged ghosts." At this point, Ye Feng suddenly laughed, "Maybe, with Brother Xiao's words, I can save these people."
The hanged man is here!"
Seeing Ye Feng getting closer and closer, Xiao Sanxiao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The cold air emanating from the tens of thousands of hanged ghosts he was carrying was like countless silver needles, pricking his skin and tingling.
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"Little brother, I won't accompany you anymore!"
After saying this, Xiao Sanxiao suddenly stamped his foot, and actually broke away from Xuanwu and soared into the sky.
At the same time, the huge Xuanwu turned into a turtle shell that revealed the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, and chased Xiao Sanxiao.
Dragons have reverse scales, and so do basalts.
This huge basalt shadow is reflected from the turtle shell, as if it were real.
Seeing Xiao Sanxiao shooting high into the sky, Ye Feng wanted to chase him, but the tens of thousands of hanging ghosts on his back were like the Five Fingers Mountain held down by Lord Tathagata, making it difficult for him to fly into the air.
"Why!"
Ye Feng showed a look of helplessness on his face, carrying tens of thousands of hanged ghosts on his back, waving his hands, and slowly swam in the Yellow River.
"You can't waste your time doing this, right?"
Looking up at the scarlet tongues swaying in the wind, Ye Feng felt that he had become numb, and thought to himself, "Instructor, is there any way that I can get rid of these hanging ghosts?"
"Master, you don't have enough zombie points now!"
"Okay!" Ye Feng curled his lips, with a cold light flowing in his eyes, thinking in his heart whether he should be rougher and continue to bombard the Yellow River.
"Master, maybe there is a way for you to escape from these hanged ghosts!" The instructor's voice sounded again.
"What can I do?" Ye Feng's eyes were filled with doubts.
"Master, you can seek help through the auction!"
"Yes, why did I forget it?"
Ye Feng's eyes lit up. The last time the system was upgraded, the auction house appeared, but it could only be opened once a month.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng no longer hesitated. With a thought, his figure gathered in the system mall and ran quickly towards the auction house.
The system auction is so magical that it can connect to all auctions being held, and Ye Feng can directly participate.
