Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

At the same time as the angry scolding, several figures and bloody lights hit Zhang Yifeng at the same time. It seemed that the slight success just now boosted their morale.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly when he saw this, and then a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Although this formation did reduce my speed a lot, who told you that I would only avoid your attacks?"

Zhang Yifeng said with a half-smile, and when several figures were about to approach him, a thunderbolt struck from Zhang Yifeng's hand.

The purple sky thunder turned into a thunder net, surrounding the figures rushing towards Zhang Yifeng.

The turbulent thunder light kept flashing, and Zhang Yifeng looked at the shell tissue monks wrapped in the thunder net, with interest flashing in his eyes.

"Just let me try to see how strong this thunder is."

After Zhang Yifeng murmured, he activated the thunder net and began to release thunder energy. Suddenly, the raging electric light raged in the thunder net, and within a moment, the six captured body refining cultivators were directly electrocuted to a crisp.

The usually strong and powerful body was as brittle as a piece of paper in front of the wandering electric snake.

"Senior Thunder God's skills are indeed powerful. I just simulated the above skills to be so powerful. If I start practicing formally."

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the several shell cultivators who were being crazily tortured by the thunder net, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.

"The boring game should be over. The Shell Organization really doesn't learn well. No matter how many cultivators come from the Celestial Realm, they will never be my opponent."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and raised his hand to shoot out a roaring black flame, covering the group of shell tissue monks caught in the thunder net.

By now, Zhang Yifeng was feeling a little bored. He had pushed these people to their limits.

But their limits made Zhang Yifeng feel disappointed and bored.

In the black flames, a series of unwilling wails came out, but Zhang Yifeng seemed to be unable to hear them, and walked towards the remaining six shell cultivators in the distance with an indifferent expression.

This formation not only provided convenience to this group of Shell Organization monks, it also became a prison from which they could not retreat until the last one died.

Of course, there is another way, which is to release the formation together with these six monks and the six monks who are being burned by the black flames.

But these six people are already in danger under the erosion of Zhang Yifeng's black flames, and if the remaining people want to unlock the formation, they can only wait for them to die first.

Only then can the remaining people work together to unlock the formation and escape from the monster Zhang Yifeng.

But in terms of time, this is definitely too late.

Just as Zhang Yifeng was walking towards the six cultivators with a calm look, a scream suddenly came from outside the barrier.

Zhang Yifeng turned around and looked, his eyes shining slightly.

Outside the barrier, the monk whose hands were cut off by Zhang Yifeng's golden light was now being held down by a stooped old man and kneeling on the ground.

As the rickety old man exerted force in his hands, a large amount of blood was transferred into his body, and the rickety old man's figure became taller and straighter.

"Ahem, the juniors nowadays are really bad. They actually want to force me to take action."

The rickety old man coughed slightly, as if he was very weak. As he spoke, he walked towards the blood photovoltaic array where Zhang Yifeng was.

Seeing the movements of the rickety old man, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with excitement.

After this rickety old man absorbed the late-stage Celestial Realm monk, his cultivation had reached the Celestial Realm.

Logically speaking, this state poses no threat to Zhang Yifeng at all.

But Zhang Yifeng could feel an inexplicable oppressive force on this rickety old man, as if this rickety old man was some kind of savage beast.

With interest in his eyes again, Zhang Yifeng watched quietly as the rickety old man passed through the barrier and came to the side of the six practitioners.

"Tsk tsk, you've destroyed a lot of people, forget it, these six are almost enough.

Anyway, old man, I never thought of walking out. "

The rickety old man coughed again, then slowly closed his eyes and fell into silence.

Beside the old man, six Celestial Realm monks looked at each other and saw deep doubts in each other's eyes.

"Who is this old man? Do you know him?"

"I don't know, but judging from his actions just now, it seems that he can absorb our blood."

The six of them stared at the old man warily, fearing that they would be the next person whose blood was devoured.

However, even if they were vigilant, it was of no use. A large number of blood lines appeared all over the body of the rickety old man, wrapping up the nearest monk in the blink of an eye.

When the other monks saw this, their pupils shrank, as if they had seen something terrifying, they ran back crazily.

"No, it's impossible, how could there be..."

They had already figured out the identity of the rickety old man, but the other party did not give them a chance to continue talking. The endless blood lines covered all six Celestial Realm monks.

A large amount of blood flowed into the body of the rickety old man along the blood line. Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that you are the main course. That's fine. It just so happens that these useless things make me very boring."

As Zhang Yifeng was speaking, he suddenly felt that the dangerous aura of the rickety old man in front of him was getting stronger and stronger.

It has already touched what Zhang Yifeng considers to be a highly dangerous category.

An unpleasant feeling arose in his heart, and the rickety old man slowly withdrew all his blood lines.

After the rickety old man completely devoured these six Celestial Realm monks, the Blood Photovoltaic Formation was slowly dissipating.

The six shell tissue cultivators attached to and burned by the black flames were already dead and could not die any more. If these six cultivators died, the formation would naturally be untied.

"Boy, you are unfortunate, but in another way you are very lucky, because you will die with a strong man from the Mysterious Immortal Realm."

After the rickety old man finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng's eyes shrank.

At the same time, the rickety old man opened his eyes, and his pupils, completely filled with blood, looked directly at Zhang Yifeng, and his momentum continued to increase.

Soon, the strength of the first entering the Heavenly Immortal Realm flew all the way to the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and what followed was a wonderful and unique aura that covered the entire place.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the rickety old man, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was looking up to a god, which clearly shows how majestic the rickety old man was.

Facing the rickety old man with an extremely mysterious aura, Zhang Yifeng showed a solemn look on his face.

"Judging from your appearance, you should be a killer specially sent by the Shell organization to clean up situations like this.

But what you just said, do you want to die with me? "

Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown. What the rickety old man said just now confused him.

"Of course, I already know your identity, so don't hide it and let me have a good fight before I die."