Violent Martial Soul System

Even though the body of the top demon corpse was extremely hard, it couldn't withstand Zhao Feng's full-strength punch. After all, Zhao Feng's golden energy was also mixed in this punch.

The upper body of this top-notch demon corpse was directly blasted, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"Boy, destroy my demon corpse and die!"

The gray-clothed old man was furious, taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to kill Zhao Feng with one blow.

However, Zhao Feng's Ghost Underworld Fist can be used indefinitely.

"Boom!"

Another wave of air rolled away.

Within two seconds of the start of the battle, one of the top corpse demons on the side of the Corpse Temple lost one. The original four vs. two became three vs. two.

"Old guy, let me see if you can still use it!"

Zhao Feng immediately refined the three ghost spirits again, and the death energy condensed again, blasting at the gray-clothed old man.

"not good!"

The gray-clothed old man's face was gloomy, and he hurriedly took out a new demon corpse from the Nawu ring and stood in front of him.

Although this new demon corpse is weaker than the top demon corpse, its defense is stronger than the top demon corpse.

At this moment, he is using this demon corpse as a meat shield.

"boom!"

The ghost fist landed on the body of the meat shield demon corpse, blowing it up in an instant, and then, the old man in gray was also shocked by the aftermath of the ghost fist, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he flew out backwards.

Zhao Feng could only use the Ghost Fist twice every time the ghost was summoned, but this time, Zhao Feng did not immediately replenish the dead energy.

"Dragon Hand!"

The vitality in Zhao Feng's body was evacuated in an instant, and at the same time, a lot of vitality was overdrawn.

A golden dragon-controlling hand reappeared and grabbed the old man in gray.

As long as there is enough energy in his body, Zhao Feng doesn't need to overdraw his vitality when using the Dragon Hand, but he just used it once, so he overdraws a lot of vitality.

However, as long as he can successfully kill the gray-clothed old man, what's the point of overdrawing a little vitality?

The old man in gray was caught by the golden dragon's hand, unable to break free immediately, he could only watch Zhao Feng perform ghost calling again.

"Old guy, can't you kill me this time?"

Zhao Feng roared angrily, and blasted out another dark golden ghost fist.

This time, the gray-clothed old man was restrained by the dragon-controlling hand, so he couldn't use his meat shield and demon corpse to resist.

"boom!"

The ghost fist landed on the gray-clothed old man, piercing his upper body in an instant.

Even the demon corpse with astonishing defensive power was instantly killed. It is impossible for the gray-clothed old man to be alive.

After his death, Zhao Feng quickly swept over and took the Nawu Ring.

Unfortunately, there is not much inside.

"Crap, failed to break through!"

Zhao Feng sighed and looked at the other middle-aged man, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Feng killed two top fighters from the Corpse Temple, which was enough to deter Elder Qi and the middle-aged man.

"How can it be so strong?"

Such a thought flashed through both of their minds.

Elder Qi just beat the middle-aged man and his demon corpse to pieces, but Zhao Feng was able to kill them, and it only took a few seconds.

"No, let's go!"

When the middle-aged man saw Zhao Feng rushing towards him, he immediately turned around and left.

"I want to leave now, it's too late!" Elder Qi quickly chased after him, attacking continuously, preventing the middle-aged man from leaving.

At the same time, Zhao Feng also swept over.

To capture the thief, first capture the king, as long as the middle-aged man is killed, then the remaining top-level demon corpse is no threat.

"Dragon Hand!"

"Ghost Fist!"

Originally, the middle-aged man was weaker than Elder Qi, and the latter could beat him back with one hit and two.

Now adding Zhao Feng, the middle-aged man was instantly beaten like a dog.

But at this moment.

"stop!"

There was a shout from a distance, but Zhao Feng had already made a move.

"Ghost Fist!"

"Do not……"

The middle-aged man had no way to dodge this punch, and his head was blown off directly.

At the same time, Zhao Feng sensed a breath of death so powerful that it exploded.

"Plop!"

Zhao Feng's heart twitched violently, and the next moment, he saw a figure rushing towards him.

"The corpse king?"

Elder Qi also swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The Corpse King of the Corpse Temple is at the level of the Myriad Souls Realm. Although he does not know how to use the power of Myriad Souls, he is not someone who is at the level of the Supreme Three Tribulations.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng didn't dare to be negligent, and hurried over to accept the middle-aged man's Nawu ring, but helplessly, the things inside still couldn't allow him to break through.

This time, it's miserable!

However, before he could open his mouth, this corpse king Bian had already rushed in front of them, and the powerful breath of death weighed down the two of them, almost suffocating.

This corpse king looks like a bald man, his upper body is bare, and there are large and small corpse spots all over his strong body.

Unexpectedly, this time the Corpse Temple even dispatched a Corpse King, which is a big trouble!

"You guys are so brave, how dare you kill people from my Corpse Temple?"

The strong man said coldly.

As early as a hundred years ago, he had already died, but the Corpse Temple refined his corpse into a demon corpse, enlightened him, and restored the memory of his life.

This was also the first time Zhao Feng saw a talking corpse.

"Are you the Dark Gold Corpse King?"

Elder Qi swallowed another mouthful of saliva and asked in shock.

"That's right, I didn't expect someone to still remember me." The strong man's tone was still cold.

After hearing the brawny man's confession, Elder Qi's heart trembled again.

The Dark Gold Corpse King is the one with the most powerful defense among all the Corpse Kings in the Corpse Temple. Except for the ghost ancestors, no one in the Ghost Sect can break through the defense of the Dark Gold Corpse King.

In addition to being stronger in defense, this Dark Gold Corpse King ranks at the bottom of the Corpse Temple in terms of strength. But unfortunately, even if it is the bottom of the existence, Elder Qi and Zhao Feng cannot handle it.

"So what about the Dark Gold Corpse King? Your feet are the territory of my Ghost Underworld Sect. If you dare to fight here, you will challenge the authority of my Ghost Underworld Sect!"

Although Elder Qi was afraid of the Dark Gold Corpse King, he had a little more confidence when he thought that his background was from the Underworld Sect.

"So what about the ghost sect, isn't it true that the ghost ancestor of your ghost sect hasn't done anything in our territory?"

The Dark Gold Corpse King snorted coldly, "I don't want to say anything to you. If you dare to kill anyone in my Corpse Temple, you must be prepared to die. Even if the ghost ancestor shows up today, I will Kill you!"

When the Dark Gold Corpse King's words fell, his figure flashed, and he came to Elder Qi across a distance of a thousand meters in an instant.

"boom!"

The Dark Gold Corpse King punched directly through Elder Qi's chest. The latter swallowed subconsciously, looked at the thick arm on his chest, and finally understood the difference between himself and the strong man in the Ten Thousand Souls Realm. gap.

Although the Dark Gold Corpse King does not have the power of ten thousand souls, it is not impossible that he is not an enemy of the Nine-Layer Divine Soul Tribulation. Furious Martial Soul System