Peerless Martial Soul

The previous monster was only more than two meters tall, but this monster is more than three meters tall, as tall as a small house. Their overall appearance is not much different, but this monster's body is wearing heavy armor, and the weapons in its hands are also. Replaced with a long gun!

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Those monsters in front are just soldiers, this time there is a captain!"

After seeing Chen Feng, the monster rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely, stepping on the ground. Every step you take is a deep pit. The spear in your hand is as big as a tree trunk, huge and menacing!

Chen Feng formed a large hand seal of light in his hand and used his second move, the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, and struck out with a bang, colliding heavily with the monster holding a spear.

But the captain of the spear demon soldier was obviously stronger than the ones just now. After Chen Feng struck out the Great Vajra Seal, only half of his spear was melted away. The remaining half of the spear was thrown at Chen Feng heavily. Come.

Chen Feng made a mistake with his foot and used Piaomiaobu in time to get out of the way.

The shot hit the ground, creating a large crater and filled with demonic energy.

Although Chen Feng dodged this, the consumption of Gang Qi was very large. Using Piaomiao Step like this consumes the most.

Seeing that this attack was useless to Chen Feng, the captain of the spear demon soldier let out a hoarse roar in his throat and charged at Chen Feng again.

After a fight, Chen Feng had already estimated his strength: his strength was one level higher than that of the Long Sword Demon Soldier just now, and was basically equivalent to the strength in the late stage and peak of the second level of Shenmen Realm.

He knew that his Great Vajra Seal was no longer enough to deal with him, but Chen Feng had other ways.

The Purple Moon Sword in his hand came out of its sheath, and struck out with a heavy blow. It was the second move of the Thunder Sword, the Thunder Strike!

The Tyrant Thunder struck out with nine swords in succession. After the nine swords were struck, a purple electric grid appeared out of thin air, densely covering the body of the captain of the spear demon soldier.

Ghosts and the like are most afraid of the power of God, so Chen Feng brings a purple electric grid, which is most effective against ghosts and the like.

Creatures made of this kind of demonic energy are also very fearful, but the effect on them is slightly worse.

Although the captain of the spear demon soldier was huge, he was actually quite agile. He dodged three of Chen Feng's swords and blocked them with the spear in his hand. Only three swords hit him and cut off one of his arms. , and left a huge wound on the left side of his body.

The purple electric grid flowed through his body, melting about a third of his body.

The captain of the spear demon soldier roared and continued to rush towards Chen Feng.

It took Chen Feng almost as long as a cup of tea and four lightning strikes to kill him.

However, there was not much Gang Qi left in Chen Feng's body. Seeing the captain of the spear demon soldier turn into demon Qi and disappear, Chen Feng let out a long sigh.

He walked forward for a while, and the white mist became lighter and lighter, and finally, it completely disappeared.

Chen Feng finally saw clearly where he was. After seeing clearly, a word immediately popped into his mind: ancient battlefield.

The earth is blood red, and the sky above is also blood red. The sun hangs half-dead in the sky, limited light shines down, and the ground is a scorched earth mixed with black and blood red.

Broken weapons and human and animal bones can be seen everywhere on the ground.

Only bones are left, not a trace of flesh and blood!

From time to time, black demonic energy emerges from below the ground. At first glance, I don't know how big this place is. It is desolate everywhere, and it seems that Chen Feng is the only one.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and the demonic energy was sucked into his body, making him feel burning and very uncomfortable.

Chen Feng knew that he could no longer continue on his way now.

He found a small hill and a shallow cave to hide in the leeward area. Then he took out the spirit stone to absorb it, replenish his energy and regain his strength.

When Chen Feng was practicing, Ziyue stood on his shoulder and watched, saying nothing, quietly and not disturbing him.

But her expression was a bit lethargic and she couldn't lift her spirits. It seemed that the demonic energy here would do great harm to a spirit like her.

Chen Feng said to Ziyue: "Ziyue, why don't you go in and hide first!"

Ziyue shook her head. She looked at Chen Feng with a somewhat sad look in her eyes: "Chen Feng, I have a very bad feeling about this trip to the Demon Suppressing Valley."

"We just appeared on the outside. The people we just encountered should be just inconspicuous pawns. It's hard to imagine what kind of monsters are inside the inside where the demonic energy condenses."

"And how terrifying is the suppressed Demon? This time it is really very dangerous."

Chen Feng nodded, but there was an unquestionable determination in his eyes: "I know that this time is indeed very dangerous. After seeing the situation here, I also know that the possibility of uncle's survival is indeed extremely slim."

"But I still have to go down. Even if my uncle dies, I will find his relics, bring them back to the sect, build a tomb for him, and let his soul return!"

"Otherwise, Uncle Master will be a lonely ghost, wandering alone in this world."

Ziyue smiled and said, "Everything is up to you."

Then she looked at Chen Feng, her eyes were rarely naughty and unruly in the past, but became as gentle as water: "Then I can't go in, I want to stay here, stay with you more, tell you say."