Revenge With The Power Of Monkey King 455 In The Name Of Dongxu, Offering Nine Ghosts Immortal!

The sword of Heaven and Earth Sword was transported and turned into a decaying old man in the shape of a mature man. The crazy face was clearly reflected in Qin Feng 's eyes.

    His actions also fell into Qin Feng 's eyes, with one move and one style ... all very clear!

    Golden fire eyes flickered in the eyes, Qin Feng's pupils shrank sharply!

    Vulnerable, found!

    boom!

    At this moment, in the place of Dan Tian Yuan Yin in his body, the vast spiritual power in that ancient mountain beads rushed out, and he was half taken away in an instant, all of which disappeared into Yuan Yin of Qin Feng.

    Yuan Yin … dazzling light!

    Just at this moment!

    Qin Feng 's cultivation was actually from Yuan Yin middle, which instantly pa.s.sed Yuan Yin's top grade and directly jumped to the top of Yuan Yin!

    cultivation turned into a storm!

    A breath of madness came from Qin Feng, all of this ... but it took a while!

    At this time, the gray sword light of the withering old man was already chopped towards Qin Feng. When he felt the change of breath in Qin Feng's body, his eyes were also horrified.

    Yuan Yin middle directly jumped to the peak of Yuan Yin, even if he has never seen such a bad guy!

    But he still hasn't flinched. In his opinion ... even if this hateful person has achieved the peak of Yuan Yin, it is still not enough to block his sword!

    What's more ... he is already afraid of life and death!

    "Heaven and Earth ... sword!"

    Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes had a stern sword-like aspect. He released Nangong Yiren 's hand, and the right hand Cang Lan swords issued a shocking sword scream, and his body rushed out, staggering with the decaying old man.

    Two men and two swords, one gray and one blue, two sword lights rose brightly, bursting out strong light, illuminating the whole night.

    On all sides, snow peaks, frozen lakes of 100,000 feet, fell into complete silence.

    One breath, two breaths, three breaths ...

    When this sword light dissipates ...

    Qin Feng stood back against the decaying old man who had recovered to maturity. The snow and snow, whistling across the ice with a ghostly voice.

    "you…"

    The rotten old man, at this moment, was losing weight at a rate visible to the naked eye, his face was drier than before, and his hair quickly turned gray, and it was a quick break away.

    At his Dan Tian place, a sword mouth bursts instantly, gray-red blood spews out of it, and his remaining vitality dissipates at double speed.

    Before he finished speaking, he fell forward.

    Even if it is dead, even at the last moment, the old man still desperately turned his head and looked at Qin Feng fiercely, and the hand that was stretched out grabbed Qin Feng ...

    He was going to die, but he didn't expect that he could not take away the hateful person in front of him, even if it was his foudation as the price. He is unwilling!

    Qin Feng 's Cang Lan swords dispersed, turned around and watched it fall to the ground. At this moment, he was staring at his decaying old man, his hair withered, and his face like a ghost. This old man didn't look like a person at all. Instead, it looks like a ghost.

    "I ... Fan Bo, in the name of Dongxu, Nine Ghosts Immortal..."

    The deceased old man's name was Fan Bo, and at that moment his blood-spitting mouth began to mutter a long list of incomprehensible spells.

    In a hurry, the entire 100,000-square-meter ice surface, and the sky, those gray lights were continually condensed together, with countless savage evil spirits appearing, one after another, endless.

    The appearance of these evil spirits' heads was to cover the sky and block the surrounding ice surface, forming a barrier composed of evil spirits.

    Like an intertwined bowl of evil spirits, it was buckled over 100,000 feet of ice and sealed Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren dead.

    Seeing this scene, Qin Feng frowned fiercely and stepped out. He appeared next to Nangong Yiren, guarding her behind him, his cold eyes, looking at the fan that had fallen to the ground and was about to die.

    "Dead ... let's die! Hahahahaha! "

    The Fan Bo suddenly burst into a burst of ghostly and eerie laughter, from the barrier above the head of this evil spirit, there were hundreds of gray and black gas rus.h.i.+ng down, and in front of the gray and black gas was the head of only one evil spirit.

    The heads of these evil spirits immediately fell on Fan Bo's body, and when they fell down, he was madly biting Fan Bo's body, as well as his soul, completely biting and swallowing.

    From time to time, the sound of enjoying delicious food was extremely b.l.o.o.d.y.

    But a few seconds of work, this withering old man, has completely become the food of these evil spirits.

    From the beginning to the end, the old man didn't scream for half a minute but just looked at Qin Feng with a smile, the kind of grinning smile, soaking the soul.

    The ghost's head devoured Fan Bo, and suddenly ...

    The entire evil spirit's skull barrier started to go crazy. Their breath was rising in madness, every evil spirit's head, those eyes exuding gloom, staring at Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren tightly.

    The eerie laughter continued to echo, reverberating.

    Nangong Yiren next to Qin Feng saw the countless heads of evil spirits, looked at those stingy faces and mouths, and his expression turned white.

    "Relax, I'm here."

    A rea.s.suring voice pa.s.sed into my ear, Nangong Yiren subconsciously looked at Qin Feng next to him, and his heart was instantly certain.

    But at this moment ...

    Qin Feng was covering his heart fiercely, his body shaking uncontrollably, and blood ... falling slowly from the corner of his mouth.

    Sure enough, the cultivation skyrocketed from Prior Yuan Ying to the top of Yuan Yin, a half-step Sanctify, shaking the foundation.

    But Qin Feng didn't expect that the speed of this counter-bite was so fast. Just after cutting a sword, and half a cup of tea, the power of counter-bite is just beginning.

    "You are hurt?!"

    Nangong Yiren saw Qin Feng bleed, and she became tense when she was in a hurry. She burst into tears in her eyes, holding Qin Feng, and biting her lower lip. Can only watch and worry, nothing can be done.

    "I'm fine."

    Seeing Nangong Yiren's worried look, Qin Feng couldn't help showing a smile and raised his hand to wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth.

    Standing still again, there was a stern look in those eyes, sweeping the sky of the evil spirit, the old man ... and posing Qin Feng before his death.

    The heads of the evil spirits in the sky constantly made the sound of ghosts and wailing, a pair of dark eyes, staring at Qin Feng, the greed in those eyes ... It was like swallowing the two of them.

    "coming!"

    At this moment, Nangong Yiren beside Qin Feng shouted subconsciously, and his hand was tightly pinched by Qin Feng.

    Up and down, left and right, those hordes of dense ghosts rushed towards Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren in a ring.

    Each one opened his evil mouth full of fangs, with a burst of insidious giggling laughter, scattered frantic hair on his head, and whistling and flying with the wind.