Dao fire is a symbol of Dao sect, similar to the artistic conception of a warrior.
Dao Fire looks like substance, but it is not a real existence, but the crystallization of Dao Zong's understanding of runes, which contains Dao Zong's lifelong understanding.
As the Tao Fire surges, waves of mysterious energy ripple in the void, and runes like tadpoles appear one after another, rushing towards the Tao Fire.
Ye Feng's eyes widened angrily and he roared, his back bulging as if something was trying to break free.
"Bah!"
Suddenly!
There was a sound like cloth being torn, and a pair of blood-colored bat wings appeared behind Ye Feng.
"call out!"
Long Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Ye Feng with the flapping wings of the bloody bat behind him, his face filled with shock, "Flying, flying corpse?"
It’s like a ray of light!
Ye Feng held a red peach wood sword and faced the roaring Dao Fire.
No skills, just speed!
When the speed reaches a certain level, the attack will become very terrifying.
The violent wind swept across all directions, and the friction between Ye Feng and the air caused the sound of rolling thunder, which was deafening.
"boom!"
The hard peach wood sword stabbed Dao Huo hard.
"Boom!"
The Dao Fire shook violently, and runes of runes poured out from it, causing cracks to appear on the red peach wood sword, like a spider web.
"Kill him, must kill him!!!"
Long Yuan clenched his fists and looked nervous.
Abruptly!
A stern smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and his right hand holding the sword hilt suddenly relaxed.
"No!"
"call out!!!"
Ye Feng was like a mysterious light, suddenly disappearing in front of Dao Huo, and the next second, he appeared behind Long Yuan.
At this moment, Ye Feng's whole body was filled with dark corpse energy, and the bloody bat wings were flapping behind his back, just like a devil from hell, with his sharp fangs exposed and flowing with mysterious and looming lines.
"Senior Long, please stop struggling!"
"evil……"
"Snapped!"
The nails as black as ink clasped Long Yuan's neck, like a sharp knife, cutting his throat directly.
"Roar!"
White light covered Ye Feng's eyes, with a bloodthirsty light flowing in them.
Slowly growling, his fangs pierced Long Yuan's neck.
"Gululu!!!"
The red blood poured into Ye Feng's body along the fangs.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the excellent blood essence, and you will be rewarded with 100 zombie points!"
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the superior blood essence, and you will be rewarded with 1,500 zombie evolution experience!"
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for completing the second side mission, devouring the Golden Gunman, Dragon Source Essence and Blood, and being rewarded with 200 zombie points and a thousand-year hanging coffin!"
"Roar!!!"
Suddenly!
Ye Feng stretched out his arms, and the blood-colored bat wings behind him squirmed strangely, became larger, and became even more red and strange in color.
A flash of blue light passed through Ye Feng's pupils, and his aura continued to rise.
"boom!"
Holding Long Yuan's mummy, Ye Feng exerted force, rolling out corpse energy, shaking it to pieces.
"Eye of Data!"
Host: Ye Feng (sixth generation zombie, immortal flying zombie)
Looking at his own data, Ye Feng grinned. His smile looked a little weird and evil, "As long as I swallow the essence and blood of a strong master, I can break through to the fifth generation of zombies."
"call!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes. The dark corpse aura lingering around him slowly restrained itself, and the bloody bat wings flapping behind him also squirmed quickly and merged into his back.
In just three breaths, Ye Feng returned to his normal human appearance.
After twisting his neck, Ye Feng felt that his whole body was now full of strength, as if he could defeat a strong master with one punch.
Of course, this is just an illusion caused by his sudden increase in strength. His current physical data is slightly weaker than that of a second-level warrior. However, when he explodes with all his strength, he is enough to crush a second-level warrior.
The reason is simple, he is a zombie and he can exert all his powers.
But it is difficult for other warriors or Taoist priests to exert their due power.
Turning his eyes, Ye Feng looked at Ah Qi who was unconscious all the way away. He couldn't help but chuckle and walked slowly towards him.
At the same time, Mao Xiaofang and Ma Danna also spread the news of the birth of the Huangji Jingshi Book back to their clan.
An exaggerated sports car drove down the Lancheng Expressway at a speed of 280 miles.
Suddenly, the high-speed sports car braked suddenly.
In the sports car, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit had a solemn expression, reached out to open the car door, and walked out slowly.
The middle-aged man has a Chinese character face, unibrow, and eyes that are as bright as stars. Just by standing there, he has an aura that is calm but powerful.
In front of the middle-aged man, a woman in a dress stood with her hands behind her hands.
The woman has her hair tied up and has an elegant temperament, just like an ancient princess. She has an oval face and big beautiful eyes, like crystal clear crystals. However, there are shallow crow's feet at the corners of the woman's eyes, which shows her age.
"Ma Ling!"
"Why ask for it!"
The middle-aged man is obviously the Taoist sect of the Ma family, He Qiu, Qiu Shu. The woman is Ma Ling, the Taoist sect of the Ma family.
Ma Ling raised her red lips and smiled, like a mandala flower blooming, beautiful and dangerous, "Uncle please, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, right?"
"You want to stop me?" Uncle Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ma Ling shrugged his shoulders and gave a wry smile, "How dare I stop you? Someone stopped me and asked me to convey to you that it is not Lancheng's turn for us to be so arrogant!"
Uncle Qiu narrowed his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "Is it him?"
Although Uncle Qiu did not name him, Ma Ling knew who he was referring to. He nodded and said, "I have already conveyed the message. As for whether you go to Lancheng or not, it is none of my business!"
After saying that, Ma Ling stepped on her high heels and twisted her small waist like a snake, and walked towards an RV parked not far away.
Staring at Ma Ling's leaving figure, Uncle Qiu hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth, turned around and got into the sports car.
"boom!!"
The sports car was like a wild horse running wild, speeding towards Lancheng at a very fast speed.
Ma Ling, who got into the RV, curled her lips and said, "I really won't give up until I get to the Yellow River!"
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly!
There was a deafening explosion.
The corner of Ma Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he stuck his head out of the car window, looking at the steaming fire in the distance, with a look of awe and fear in his beautiful eyes, "How cruel, just use missiles!"
In the distance, Uncle Qiu was completely black, his hair stood up, and his clothes were still stained with flames. Looking at the sports car that was blown to pieces and covered in flames not far away, he couldn't help clenching his fists, gritting his teeth, and roared: "Ye
Gucheng, Lancheng is not your home, why don't you let me in?"
"do you have any opinion?"
A calm questioning voice rang in Uncle Qiu's ears.
Uncle Qiu was like a frightened cat. He jumped up, his hair stood on end, his face was full of panic, and he said in a voiceless voice: "No objection, I have no objection!"
