Violent Martial Soul System

"Boom!"

Before Yi Jiuming could finish his words, the little Primordial Demon Ape, who was unwilling to do so, swung the big black stick in his hand and smashed it down again.

This time, it wasn't the back of Yi Jiuming's head that was smashed, but the ventral side of his huge black ant real body, which was the most vulnerable part of the hell ant clan's black shell.

However, there was no change in the result.

When the stick was thrown down, the black stick with the big head bounced up instantly, and Zhao Feng's right wrist was numb again, but Yi Jiuming's abdomen was completely intact, without any dents.

Zhao Feng's expression changed, and his heart suddenly sank.

Ming Ant naturally knew that he had queried some relevant information in the system's data information database before.

Just as the Void Rat is the source of the blood of the Space Rats, the Nether Ant is the source of the blood of the Hell Ant.

Void rats and ghost ants are all existences of the ancient times, but they are already extinct today, at least they cannot be seen in this world.

The Void Rat can perfectly integrate itself into the void, and ignores any space barriers, even the plane barriers of the big universe.

They do not need to go through the plane-level cosmic wormholes, and they can travel through the cosmic planes with their physical bodies.

The Space Rats have inherited the blood and talent of the Void Rats. Although they are not complete, they are already extremely astonishing.

And the hell ant group, as the bloodline descendants of the legendary ancient creatures, the ghost ants, also inherited some of the talents and supernatural powers of the ghost ants.

The underworld armor is one of the unique talents of ancient creatures like the underworld ants, and it is innate.

Among those legendary ancient creatures, the hardness of the dark armor of the ghost ant can only be compared with the shell of the giant void tortoise! Yi Jiuming, as the Taoist son of the hell ant clan, consumes ten drops of underworld liquid every year to forge and baptize his own carapace. Although he has not yet evolved to the level of underworld armor, it can even be said that it is still far behind, but even so, With Zhao Feng's current combat strength of only Qiankun Realm, if he wanted to shake him, he would have to

Still not realistic.

This guy is right, the black trick of hitting the sap is indeed ineffective against Yi Jiuming.

Even if Zhao Feng put away the big black stick, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and said with a sneer, "Can baptism with ten drops of dark liquid every year make your bastard shell hard like this? It seems that the quenching effect of the dark liquid It's extraordinary!"

"Returning to the original ape, I must go to the lair of your hell ant clan,

I took all the dark liquid in the holy place of hell in the pool of hell... Thank you! "

"puff!"

"Big words! Little monkey boy, do you have any other skills after comparing sap sticks and bragging? Do you dare to fight fair and square?"

Ant Jiu was so angry that he almost spurted blood, the little monkey cub was too stubborn, and when he was about to die, he even missed the ghost liquid in the Mingchi, the sacred place of the ants in hell, he didn't know what to do.

He gritted his teeth, raised his left foreleg, and slashed away like a black lightning bolt: "Don't you still have the supernatural powers of different flames? Why don't you use them? Although the three-colored different flames are extraordinary, they are inherited from the hell mosquito clan." It's the blood of the underworld ants, even the legendary underworld flames are not afraid..."

"Your means are all ineffective against this Daozi, accept your fate, you will be suppressed today!"

"Crack!"

As soon as Yi Jiuming's words fell, a black lightning bolt descended out of thin air, several feet thick, and landed on his head with incomparable precision.

Spiritual Lightning Technique!

Exerted by the body of black mist among the avatars of the three apes, the power is far beyond that of the past. After all, Zhao Feng now has the strength of the Qiankun realm, and he can fully activate this secret method of spiritual power, which is beyond comparison in the past.

Too bad it still didn't work.

Yi Jiuming's gigantic black ant avatar, which was thousands of feet tall, just trembled slightly, without even a wisp of black smoke rising, as if nothing had happened.

His black armored ant shell is really against the sky. Not only is it extremely strong, but its physical defense index is ridiculously high. I didn't expect the magic defense index to be so amazing that even the power of the mental lightning technique cannot be shaken!

This result made Zhao Feng's heart sink, and without hesitation, he immediately retreated, and he was thousands of miles away in an instant, avoiding the blow from Yi Jiuming's foreleg.

At the same time, the body of black mist among the avatars of the three great demon apes even waved his hand directly, instantly activating the bloodline supernatural power of the Nether tribe, the Nether Claw.

And it's not a regular form, but the second form of the Clawed Nether as soon as it is cast.

"call out!"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and as the body of black mist waved its hand, a dense black mist swept out, rising in the wind, and within half a breath, it was thousands of feet long, turning into a hideous ghostly skull.

Although it is still far inferior to Shi Wanjin's huge war lion body, which is 100,000 feet in size, but compared to Yi Jiuming, who is only a thousand feet in size, he is like a colossus.

"Cruel!"

A shrill and shrill cry rang out, and the huge black skull, thousands of feet in size, opened its mouth wide open. In a flash, it swallowed the Yi Jiuming, who had manifested the bloody real body, and swallowed it in one gulp.

This scene was captured by the silver crystal ball above the battlefield, and through the silver ball, it was transmitted to the silver light curtain formed by the crystal ball's shadow-returning magical power in the buffer zone of the outer central region, and was seen by countless powerful people in the surrounding void.

And at the first time, through the video communication of each battleship, it was transmitted outside the star field of the source of all evil.

"Cruel!"

"Claw into Nether? This is the second form of Nether Claw. Although the shape of the skull has changed, and it is no longer the previous dark green, this breath can be hidden from others, but it cannot be hidden from this emperor..."

After a cup of tea, somewhere in the void of the galaxy hundreds of millions of miles away from the source of all evil, a 100,000-meter-diameter fortress that was embarking on an interstellar voyage heard a terrifying roar.

This is clearly the voice of Yindi, the head of the Yin Demon Clan and the strong Star Master Realm: "Young Master Nether! It must be him. No wonder he is not in Tianji City. It turned out that he was hiding in the source of all evil, and even pretended to be a three-headed six-armed man Primordial Demon Ape! Roar..."

Amidst the roar of madness, the big fortress that was originally heading in another direction suddenly swirled back, started to speed up, and went straight to the star field that is the source of all evil...

...

At the same time, the source of all evil star field, the void battlefield on the edge of the core hinterland.

Zhao Feng didn't know that the Nether Claw supernatural power he cast casually had been spotted by his old enemy, the Yin Emperor, the old monster at the first time, and the old monster was rushing here in a rage. 516

In fact, even if he knew the result, Zhao Feng would still use this claw-forming ghost power.

At this moment, as Yi Jiuming's bloodline real body was swallowed by the huge skull of thousands of feet, Zhao Feng immediately started to collect it, and sent Yi Jiuming into the inner space of Shennong Ding in the Immortal Realm within his body, Imprisoned in a cage on the mountain wall at the bottom of the Central Volcano.

He and Yi Jiuming are both strong in the Qiankun Realm, and the latter is still in the middle stage of the Qiankun Realm, and his cultivation level surpasses that of Zhao Feng. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Zhao Feng to force Ant Jiuming to be directly included in the Shennong Cauldron, or the latter will be killed. Knocked unconscious, falling into a coma or seriously injured, or actively cooperate and do not resist. In addition, if you want to forcibly collect a stronger existence into the Shennong Cauldron, it can only be achieved after using the ghost claw magical power to devour the opponent in one bite...

As Yi Jiuming was devoured, and then transferred into the cage at the bottom of the volcano in the inner space of Shennong Ding in Zhao Feng's body, the huge skull transformed by the magic power of the Nether Claw quickly dissipated and disappeared.

The void was empty, and Yi Jiuming had completely disappeared. This scene surprised everyone, and a large number of exclamations came from the central buffer zone outside.

The high-level commanders of the major forces are all guessing the whereabouts and whereabouts of Yi Jiuming, and some people roar from time to time. Especially the old monster, the domain owner of the Hell Ant Clan, one of the three major groups in the first universe, blushed with anger at the moment. He just said that he had confidence in the Taoist Ant Jiuming, but although Ant Jiuming did carry it survived the sap hit by the big-headed black stick of the ancient little demon ape, but in the end he was robbed

, after being swallowed by that weird skull, it disappeared directly.

"Fellow daoists, this should be the last trump card of that little monkey cub. Unfortunately, it still doesn't work against my Daoist Shi Wanjin..."

Seeing the old monster of the domain master of the hell ant clan hold back his anger, the old monster of the domain master of the war lion clan in the second universe said triumphantly: "My clan Daozi Shi Wanjin has cultivated the nine transformations of the bloodline supernatural power to the fourth transformation. His real body is one hundred thousand feet tall, not only full of energy and blood, but also not afraid of his big black stick!"

"Because of its huge size like a star, no matter how powerful this strange skull's power is, it can't be swallowed in one bite..."

"So, the victory of this battle will ultimately be won by our Zhanshi Clan. Fellow Daoists, rest assured, after our clan's Daozi captures the little monkey cub, the captured Qiankun Daozi of your clan will be able to fight for himself." Come back one by one!"

"Roar!"

"Little monkey, die!"

While he was speaking, another battle broke out in the empty battlefield in front of him. Shi Wanjin roared and roared. With a huge figure of one hundred thousand feet, he suddenly raised his right front leg and trampled down on the little primordial devil ape.

In this second battle, among the six Daoists of Qiankun who entered the void battlefield, Shi Wanjin, who originally belonged to the Wild Lion Clan, was the strongest. Jin is the third level of Qiankun Realm.

Right now, due to the power bonus of the fourth transformation of the bloodline supernatural power Mad Lion, Shi Wanjin's cultivation base has skyrocketed again and again, and now he is already at the fifth level of the Qiankun Realm, and is about to approach the late stage of this realm.

If Zhao Feng uses all means, he will naturally be fearless, and he can easily kill Shi Wanjin. After all, he has killed all opponents whose cultivation strength surpasses Zhao Feng's by a big realm, in frontal battles.

But now he appeared in the real form of the three-headed six-armed demon ape, and there were too many means to use. Facing this terrifying lion with a stature of one hundred thousand feet, he simply couldn't resist head-on, otherwise he would be seriously injured.

Facing Shi Wanjin's blow that even made the sound of thunder rolling out of the void, Zhao Feng had no choice but to avoid its sharp edge and fight in a roundabout way!

The big-headed black stick is no longer effective, the other party's physical body is too full of blood, and hitting it with a stick is probably no different from scratching an itch.

Claw Hua Youming also has no power to use force. With Zhao Feng's current cultivation strength, he still can't push the skull transformed by supernatural powers to a terrifying level of more than one hundred thousand feet.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Thousands of miles away, the black mist body among the three avatars suddenly waved his hand, and cast out the spirit thunder and lightning technique. Two black lightning bolts several feet thick appeared above Shi Wanjin's head with a cracking sound.

It fell straight down and hit the bottom of his neck, leaving two black scorched marks, both of which were tens of feet in size.

It's a pity, compared to Shi Wanjin's huge and terrifying real body, these two wounds scorched by lightning are too inconspicuous, and they can't cause much damage at all. Shi Wanjin's body just trembled slightly A few times, like two shudders, he overcame the power of lightning in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

"It's useless. The Nine Transformations of the Wild Lion is the most powerful bloodline supernatural power of our Lion Warrior Clan. The biggest feature is that the bloodline avatar is invincible with qi and blood. Although your attack power is good, it is really difficult to face a hundred-thousand-foot Wild Lion. It's just a joke after all..."

"Die!"

Shi Wanjin roared triumphantly, and the huge front legs like meteors were still rolling over.

If it was trampled on, the ancient little devil ape, who was only ten feet tall, would be crushed to death like an ant... The bloodline real body of one hundred thousand feet is really terrifying, its strength is unparalleled, and it has reached Some kind of extreme.

Zhao Feng was so upset that he almost sacrificed his supernatural power of the Heavenly Meteor Bow on the spot. With one shot, he would be able to pierce Shi Wanjin directly and kill him in the void.

Or, by sacrificing the Thunder Emperor Seal and blasting out a small Thunder Origin Orb, it would also be able to blow up this terrifying mad lion avatar into a cloud of blood mist. Now Zhao Feng's cultivation strength is far from Comparable at first.

And the Lei Yuanzhu has been cultivated in the Thunder Emperor Seal for a longer time, the power is worth looking forward to!

However, none of these can be used. Whether it is the Skyfall Bow or the Thunder Origin Bead, they are too iconic. Once used, Zhao Feng's identity will be exposed immediately.

"call out!"

The sound of piercing the sky sounded, and the figure of the primordial little ape retreated quickly. At the same time, the golden skeletal body suddenly shot out, and the bloodline supernatural power of the ghost claw was sacrificed, and it was the first form known as invincible, not the claw of the ghost.

The dark green hundred-foot giant claw suddenly appeared, with an incomparably sharp piercing sound, and in the blink of an eye, it had already met Shi Wanjin's right foreleg that was suddenly trampled down.

"puff!"

The blood rain fell, and the two toes and claws of Shi Wanjin's right foreleg were cut off directly, and a blood rain enveloped the void for hundreds of miles. Under the great pain, there was an incomparably shrill howling sound from his mouth.

The Nether Claw is invincible, even the starry sky fortress can be split, but at this moment, only two toes and claws of Shi Wanjin were cut off with one blow. With such a result, Zhao Feng immediately shook his head and smiled wryly.

The size of this blood lion's real body is really too huge. It is as huge as one hundred thousand feet, that is, three hundred thousand meters.

"Aww..."

"Little boy, how dare you hurt this Daozi?"

Two toes and claws were cut off, and Shi Wanjin roared angrily. It didn't seem that he had suffered much damage. Instead, he showed a faint tendency to run away. His Qi and blood became more abundant and terrifying, and his whole body was filled with bloody hostility, making him Zhao Feng frowned.

With a wave of his hand, the two huge toes that had just been cut off were directly taken into the inner space of the Shennong cauldron in Zhao Feng's body.

At the same time, a teasing and sneering word came from the mouth of the ancient little devil ape: "Thank you, with the abundance of energy and blood in your bloodline avatar, these two toes and claws are also top-level ingredients, so they shouldn't be wasted too much." Now, don't worry, I will cook it well in the future, and I won't waste everything!"

"But it's just these, it doesn't seem to be enough to fit between the teeth, I don't worry, your body is so huge, I will exploit it piece by piece!" The implication is that this battle is clearly regarded as a A hunt, and the prey was Shi Wanjin. The ancient little devil ape was really arrogant. In his eyes, the blood-colored wild lion with a stature of hundreds of thousands of feet was just eating..._