The blood glow stirs in the Yellow River, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, attracting the hanging ghosts to follow the blood glow and pour into the sea of blood, providing energy for the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags.
With Ye Feng's current strength, he is able to exert 100% of the power of the heavenly treasure.
However, every time the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is used, it consumes a huge amount of energy. If it weren't for the endless hanging ghosts here, Ye Feng might not be able to cast the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner for a long time.
Seeing the power of the blood sea getting stronger and stronger, the endless hanged ghosts turned into blood shadows, covering the evil dragon transformed by the Human King, Ye Feng showed a cold smile on his face, "Human King, no matter how strong you are,
Sooner or later, you will be consumed by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners!"
As long as there are enough hanged ghosts in the Yellow River, the power of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags will be enough to grind to death the human king who turned into an evil dragon.
Xiao Sanxiao flew to Ye Feng's side, looking at the evil dragon trapped in the sea of blood with complex eyes, and was shocked by the power of Wan Gui Banner.
"Brother Xiao, this evil dragon is no longer a threat. Unless he can make another breakthrough in a short time, otherwise, he will be wiped out by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners sooner or later!" A smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.
"Little brother, this Ten Thousand Ghost Flag is so evil, you should use it with caution in the future!" Xiaosanxiao said with a solemn expression.
"I know!"
Ye Feng nodded. The power of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners was indeed powerful, but if he left the Tomb of the Heavenly Monument God and lost the support of countless hanged ghosts, he would not be able to use it often.
"Let's recover first!" Ye Feng said.
"Um!"
Xiao Sanxiao nodded. Just now he gave Ye Feng more than ten drops of essence and blood, but now his vitality was seriously injured.
With a wave of one hand, the turtle shell turned into a huge basalt and fell into the Yellow River.
Ye Feng and Xiao Sanxiao directly crossed their knees on Xuanwu's two huge heads.
Taking out the Tianheng Magic Dragon Stick and placing it between his knees, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.
As the second-generation Zombie King, it goes without saying that Ye Feng's recovery speed is as fast as just a few breaths and everything is back to its peak.
However, because of the reminder from his previous instructor, Ye Feng is now trying to control more power of the Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick.
A heavenly treasure possesses a spirit.
Maybe the intelligence of the weapon spirit is very weak, but it does exist.
Slowly placing his hands on the Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick, Ye Feng felt calm as wisps of dark corpse energy slowly poured into it.
At the same time, in the sea of blood, the Evil Sword Immortal was like a changeable demon god, transforming into different faces, staring at the evil dragon covered in countless blood shadows, "No matter you are a real dragon or a human king, you will eventually...
Become the food of my Evil Sword Immortal, hahahaha!!!"
"Roar!!!"
The evil dragon struggled desperately, but there were too many blood shadows, clinging to it like ants, emitting strange fluctuations and corroding the gray scales.
Gradually, Nielong's huge eyes were filled with madness, as if he had lost his wisdom.
"You all deserve to die!!!"
"Roar!!!"
A roar like thunder rang out, causing countless blood shadows attached to it to collapse.
The Evil Sword Immortal snorted coldly, "It's just a dying struggle!"
Ye Feng and Xiao Sanxiao, who were sitting cross-legged on Xuanwu's head, suddenly opened their eyes, rose into the air, and stared at the Yellow River below.
"Boom!"
Huge bubbles rise from the Yellow River, just like boiling water.
"Is there something evil coming out again?" Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and there was an irritated look in his eyes, "Is this over yet?"
"Roar!!!"
"What the hell, zombies? Or King Zombie!"
Suddenly!
A low roar full of violence sounded from below the Yellow River, and immediately, an afterimage rose into the sky and shot toward the sea of blood high in the sky.
"Boom!!!"
Ye Feng reacted the fastest, appearing in front of the opponent in an instant, and landed a backhand palm.
The heaven and earth shook, and space collapsed.
Ye Feng retreated slightly for tens of meters, but the opponent was directly shot into the Yellow River, causing a terrifying splash.
"Roar!!!"
The river rolled, and a Zombie King wearing the official uniform of the Qian Dynasty rushed out of the Yellow River again. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, the exposed fangs were actually black, and corpse aura surged from all directions.
"Brother Xiao, why are there so many monsters and monsters hiding in this poor place? And they are all so evil!" Ye Feng's expression was solemn. The aura revealed by this Zombie King was very strange. Although it was a zombie, it had a sinister aura, and there was actually a ghost between his eyebrows. Condensed with a hint of ghostly aura.
Xiaosanxiao gave a bitter smile and murmured in his heart, "Before you came, everything was fine. It's only after you came that it became like this."
Seeing the laughter, he smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to answer. Ye Feng shook his head and said: "Let's deal with this Zombie King first!"
"boom!"
After saying that, Ye Feng's expression condensed, and he held the dark Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick, like a fallen star from outside the territory, and crashed into the Zombie King.
"Boom!!!"
Ye Feng, who was holding the Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick, was like a demon. He was far superior to his opponent in terms of speed and strength, and he could knock the opponent away with one stick.
I have to say that although the state of this Zombie King is very strange, the recovery speed of its body is indeed very terrifying, even if it is smashed by Ye Feng.
"Since I can't feel anything when I hit you, I'll break your neck!"
The golden flame in Ye Feng's eyes danced, and he directly put away the dark Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
The next second, Ye Feng appeared behind the Zombie King. His right hand was like the claws of a condor, clasping the opponent's neck, and his dark nails were like heavenly blades, exerting force.
“It’s so hard!!”
"Roar!"
Seeing that his nails could not pierce the opponent's skin, Ye Feng roared angrily, and strange lines appeared on his dark nails.
"puff!"
Suddenly, the nails seemed to turn into sharp edges and pierced into the opponent's neck.
"Roar!"
The Zombie King roared repeatedly, letting Ye Feng's nails pierce his throat, and suddenly twisted his body and hugged Ye Feng with his backhand.
"boom!!!"
The Yellow River rolled, and Ye Feng and the Zombie King fell into the Yellow River.
"Boom!!!"
Both Ye Feng and the Zombie King gave up their skills and used the most brutal way to hit each other.
Ye Feng's right hand suddenly landed on the opponent's Tianling Gai, and his golden eyes boiled, "Death!!!!"
"Crack!!!"
The head cracked, and Ye Feng stabbed five fingers violently.
At the same time, Ye Feng's other hand pulled hard and severed the opponent's throat.
If he were a normal person, he would be so seriously injured that he would not be able to fight anymore.
But the opponent is also a zombie, and this kind of injury has almost no impact on his combat effectiveness.
Ye Feng's chest was torn apart and Sen Bai's bones were exposed, but it healed instantly.
The two zombie kings sank more and more as they fought.
The pressure around them is also increasing, making their speed slower and slower.
"Now, you can go die!!!"
The golden flame in Ye Feng's eyes suddenly went out, and his right hand turned into a golden flame, piercing the opponent's split chest.
Grasping the opponent's heart, Ye Feng had a ferocious smile on his face and immediately pulled it out.
