"Ye Fei, I hate you. If possible, I will use all my spiritual power to curse you for ten thousand years!"
Zhu Yang roared angrily and struggled desperately, but was still killed. His flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his silver skin turned into mercury dyed red with silver blood.
Among them, Ye Fei's Taikoo Heavenly Palace only played a supporting role, and at most it could only cause Zhu Yang to be slightly injured. The one who really caused fatal damage to Zhu Yang was the guardian elder, the living Martial Emperor.
Helpless, Ye Fei tricked Zhuyang so badly this time, he actually believed that Ye Fei was an honest person, and honestly signed an ancestral witch contract with Ye Fei.
Although Zhuyang had done a lot of tricks in it, most of it was sincere. He did intend to train Ye Fei to become a spy of the clan and a bastard of the Wu clan. He never expected that Ye Fei wouldn't even have the ancestral witch oath.
Even though he was not clear about the situation, he actually dared to do the same thing as him and severely deceived him.
Zhuyang's angry silver face became distorted, and his face turned livid. He just kept roaring, hating Ye Fei to the bone.
Therefore, it was clear that the guardian elder had hurt him the most severely, but Zhuyang just blamed Ye Fei for all his hatred and anger.
"I swear, if I believe that a human being is an honest person in the future, I will kill him head-on!" Zhuyang kept roaring and launched various witchcraft to resist the next attack of the guardian elder.
Seeing Zhuyang's miserable appearance, the stone puppet also had a habit of missing a leg. He sympathized with the enemy and said, "Is this wizard a fool? That boy is clearly a little devil. He actually believes that Ye Fei is an honest person? What a fool.
One!"
Still saying sympathy for the other party, the stone puppet had already begun to kill, and took out the Asura Holy Palace, the terrifying war hammer that was said to have killed the Emperor Wu. With a roar, like stars falling, a huge hammer was smashed out of the emperor's tomb.
hole.
What shocked Ye Fei was that such a terrifying war hammer only smashed Zhuyang's head into a bloody mess. It was impossible to smash it into pieces.
"The wizard's physical body is so terrifying?" Ye Fei gasped. If it were him who had received that hammer, even if his physical body was fully developed, he would have been hammered to death on the spot. However, if it fell on Zhuyang, it would only be just
It broke a layer of silver skin.
Ye Fei immediately put down the heavy black sword that he had half taken out. He no longer expected to kill the opponent by relying solely on its weight.
At this time, the tomb guard standing in the distance also moved. With a roar, his body suddenly rushed into the emperor's tomb and merged with the remaining dragon veins in the emperor's tomb.
In an instant, an old figure with billowing dragon aura rushed up from the ground to the sky. At this time, the aura of the tombkeeper suddenly changed from Martial Saint to Martial Emperor, and then broke through the Quasi-Emperor until he reached the Quasi-Emperor.
At the critical point with Emperor Wu, the aura of the tombkeeper became stable.
Ye Fei understood that if the tombkeeper dared to plot against a terrifying wizard like Zhu Yang at the level of a martial saint, he had obviously prepared enough trump cards.
Fusion of dragon veins and reaching the limit of quasi-emperor is the strongest combat power of the tombkeeper. At the same time, this is also the strongest method of the tombkeepers in the past generations.
"kill!"
The tombkeeper raised his hands and feet, the dragon aura was shocking, the billowing dragon aura turned into countless claws of dragon aura, and like a heavy rain, it continuously hit the silver skin of the candle sheep.
"kill!"
The guardian elder was full of demonic aura, like a demon god, killing people in all directions. His sword light was full of demonic nature and endless killing aura. In the end, those murderous auras turned into countless figures, shouting, twisting and rushing toward the candle.
sheep.
Only then did Ye Fei realize that the stone puppet was not exaggerating. This guardian elder was definitely a big devil. Only by killing people like hemp could he kill the opponent and at the same time trap the opponent's soul in the sword.
, forming the ghost of the sword, working for the sword!
"Dragon Baji!"
Ye Fei also took action. Although he did not do much damage in this Martial Emperor-level battle, he still had a strong desire to kill Zhuyang.
After all, he had signed an ancestral witch oath with Zhuyang, and it was witnessed by the eyes of the ancestral witch. Even if both parties had their own hands and feet in it, Ye Fei was still a little worried, and the best way to eliminate his worries was to kill Zhuyang.
, making the oath completely invalid!
"You bitch, look at the Tyrant Divine Hammer!"
Boom!
The sky suddenly turned black. It was a stone puppet holding a war hammer high. The weight of the war hammer made the void crunch. When the war hammer fell, the voids shattered one after another, and the sky and clouds collapsed at the same time.
And in the collapsing clouds, a terrifying magic sword suddenly appeared. The magic sword was like a poisonous thorn in the darkness. At the darkest and most appropriate time, it pierced Zhuyang's throat. Then Zhao Qianjun's figure,
Came out from the hidden void.
Under the joint attack of so many experts, this desert was penetrated, and a huge desert basin appeared.
And right in the middle of the basin, Zhuyang's silver body also glowed with dazzling light. Strange syllables were constantly chanting in his mouth, and large amounts of silver blood continued to spurt out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"Paint my body with blood! Protect my body with witchcraft!"
Zhuyang's broken body, the silver blood burned like fire, layers of silver brilliance, like the halo of the sun, with Zhuyang as the center, spread out in all directions, like water waves, and soon, a huge bright silver
Round ball, wrap the candle sheep.
The guardian elder's big magic sword, the gravekeeper's dragon claw, the stone puppet's huge war hammer, and Zhao Qianjun's magic sword were all blocked by the silver ball at this moment.
Ye Fei looked at the silver ball in shock: "Invulnerable to all means, innately invincible, this wizard, he also performs Tai Chi?"
boom!
Subconsciously, a layer of purple-gold flames suddenly burned on Ye Fei's body, and then the same bright purple-gold ball wrapped Ye Fei. With this ball, Ye Fei was not polite and fiercely rushed towards him.
Zhu Yang bumped into it.
He didn't know why he did this, but subconsciously, he was a little unconvinced and wanted to see who was stronger between his purple and gold Tai Chi and Zhu Yang's silver ball.
"This is impossible. How could he understand the rules of Tai Chi without anyone's guidance?" Zhuyang also looked at Ye Fei in shock, and then became extremely jealous, making him furious.
Zhuyang was extremely angry to find that the Tai Chi mastered by Ye Fei seemed to be purer and more perfect than his own, so much so that Ye Fei's purple and gold Tai Chi actually broke his originally perfect silver Tai Chi.
"Those who are abandoned by heaven must die!"
Zhuyang thought of an ancient order circulated within the Wu clan. He didn't understand it before, but now, he completely understands it.
Then, before the guardian elders and tombkeepers could rush over and kill him completely, Zhuyang's broken body suddenly exploded, forming a violent silver halo that bounced everyone away, and at the same time, a vast
Mental fluctuations erupted from Zhuyang's broken body. (To be continued)