The moment the Yama Lord's voice fell, the giant palm that covered the entire Hunyuan Cave suddenly fell down, like the sky falling, and the aura it emitted fluctuated like a Category 18 typhoon.
There is no way to avoid it.
No matter how fast Ye Feng is, he can't escape from the coverage of this giant palm, just like when Monkey Sun met Tathagata Buddha.
The clothes on Ye Feng's body made a squeaking sound, the golden dragon wings behind his back flapped violently, and his white fangs were exposed, and he roared, "You guys are rubbish!!!"
"boom!!!"
"Resistance on the verge of death, vulnerable to attack!"
The figure of the Yama Lord suddenly disappeared from the place.
The eyes of the third generation of Hades were full of fanaticism, and they suppressed Ye Feng's first generation of Lords of Hell when they looked at the wind and the clouds.
Suddenly!
The third generation of King of Hell froze, and the terrifying wind rising from behind was like a sharp blade, trying to tear his body apart.
"boom!!!"
too fast.
Even though the Third King of Hell sensed danger, he had no time to react and his body exploded.
"ah!!!"
No one expected that at this critical moment, Ye Feng did not think of how to resist the giant palm falling from the sky, and instead killed the third generation of Hell.
"Seeking death!" The voice of the Lord of Hell sounded from all directions.
"kill!!!"
Looking at the three-generation King of Hell who had condensed again and turned pale, Ye Feng held the dark Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick and transformed into afterimages in mid-air, densely packed together to distinguish the true form of that person.
"escape!"
Although he didn't know which one was Ye Feng's true body, the third generation of Hell knew that he couldn't escape.
"Crash!"
"Evil Sword Immortal, I will swallow them all!"
"Brother, you are playing with me again!"
Thousands of feet of blood banners swept across all directions, directly wrapping up the three generations of Hell Kings, and then swept towards the many powerful men outside the palace.
Inside the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, the Evil Sword Immortal was about to cry. His current weapon spirit of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, once the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners were damaged, he would naturally be hurt.
As a weapon spirit, the Evil Sword Immortal is very aware of the ability of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners. Once an ordinary little star-level venerable falls into it, he will definitely die. Even a small star-level venerable who has demonstrated the Tao with his strength can slowly turn it away.
Damn it to death. But the problem is, there are at least twenty or thirty little star-level sages in the entire Nether Sect, and there are also many old monsters hidden inside. How dare he swallow them?
Once the venerables of the Netherworld Sect are swallowed into the Wangui Banner, Wangui Banner will only have one ending, and that is to be torn apart.
Unfortunately, the Evil Sword Immortal could not refuse Ye Feng's request. At least, in these ten years, he could not resist Ye Feng's instructions.
"Crash!!!"
Thousands of feet of bloody banners covered the sky and blocked out the sun, and blocked the giant palms falling from the sky.
"Boom!!!"
The Ten Thousand Ghost Flags shook violently, and the blood shadows within them continued to shatter, turning into pure energy.
The Evil Sword Immortal screamed loudly, and the Zhenguo Jade Seal appeared, pouring out the power of faith and covering him.
"Zombie, you are looking for death!"
"The Ten Thousand Ghost Banners are indeed very powerful, but do you think you can compete with us with the Heavenly Grade Ten Thousand Ghost Banners? This is really the most ridiculous thing in the world!"
"Kill him!"
Outside the palace, the eleven venerables had cold expressions on their faces, staring at the sweeping blood flags.
"boom!!!"
The huge palm reaching the sky slammed into the bloody banner.
Suddenly, the Evil Sword Immortal's body trembled violently, and his feet fell into the jade seal of Zhenguo, "I will not die, I am immortal!!!"
Following the roar of the Evil Sword Immortal, the power of his faith quickly transformed, turning into a dense forest and pouring into his body.
Ye Feng's eyes were cold, he was standing in the banner of ghosts, the dragon wings behind him were restrained, the purple light in his eyes, and the sharp white fangs also disappeared.
Ye Feng knew the Nether Sect very well, because he had fought against the Nether Sect many times in Tianwaitian.
Although it was more than two thousand years ago in Tianwaitian, Ye Feng believed that the Nether Sect at this moment was definitely not weak, not to mention the small star-level sages, even the half-step star-level sages would be there.
But even so, Ye Feng still entered Hunyuan Cave alone.
At the same time, the palace emitted a faint light, resisting the devouring of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, and even fought back. Rolls of demonic energy turned into ferocious demons, biting the blood that overflowed from the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.
film.
"about there!"
Ye Feng raised his eyelids and looked at the thirteen figures gathered together in the distance.
The leader is the generation of Hell Lord and the contemporary Po Meng.
The breaths emitted by the two half-step star-level great masters and the eleven small star-level masters who have demonstrated the Tao with their strength annihilated tens of thousands of blood shadows, and the entire ghost flags were buzzing, as if because of
Trembling with fear.
"Zombie, you are dead!" The eyes of the third generation of Hell King were filled with cold light.
"Are you going to commit suicide, or are you going to let us cut you into pieces?"
"This Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is quite good. Please be careful later and don't let the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner get too seriously damaged!" The first generation of Hell Lord said calmly.
If they join forces to let Ye Feng escape, then they might as well just commit suicide.
From the beginning to the end, they never thought that Ye Feng still had the means to resist, because this was impossible.
Facing a pair of cold eyes, Ye Feng suddenly laughed, "If you all die here, will the Netherworld Sect be seriously injured? Will your hidden leader go crazy?"
"Zombie, are you daydreaming? Kill us? Hahaha!" The third generation of Feng Hell King laughed wildly, raised his right hand and pointed at Ye Feng, "I have decided to kill you and cultivate you with your essence and blood.
Ten Thousand Demonic Gu!”
"Ten Thousand Demon Gu?" Ye Feng's eyes showed a hint of doubt.
"Sure enough, he is an ignorant zombie. He doesn't even know about the Ten Thousand Demonic Gu!" The third generation of Feng Hell King raised the corners of his mouth with a look of contempt.
"Shut up!"
The first-generation Hell Lord suddenly spoke up, scolding the third-generation Feng Hell Lord who was full of anger, stared at Ye Feng, and said coldly, "Zombie, are you stalling for time?"
"I was discovered by you."
Ye Feng shrugged and said with a smile, "I thought you Nether Sect people were all as stupid as this idiot!"
"Who are you scolding!" The Third Generation of Hell King was furious, "Zombie, even if you delay, you will only live for a few more minutes."
Everyone present wanted to open the head of the third generation of King Feng Yama to see what was inside. The enemy was stalling for time. No matter what means he had, he must be killed as soon as possible. He actually had other thoughts.
"Kill him!" Although the First Hell Lord was not worried about Ye Feng being able to escape, he did not want any accident to happen. After all, the cost of his attack this time was very high. If he persisted for too long, the price would not be something he could bear.
"boom!!!"
In addition to the three generations of Feng Yan Wang, the other twelve sages suddenly burst out with terrifying momentum, and rolls of surging star power were like slurry, bright and clear, just like the real bright moon emerging.
"It's now!"
After seeing the twelve venerables taking action brazenly, the smile on Ye Feng's face became even brighter, "You...you can go die!!!"
