Violent Martial Soul System

"Boom!"

The air was rolling, and Zhao Feng's strongest attack was blown away by the Immortal Corpse King.

"how is this possible?"

Zhao Feng was shocked. No one in the Land of the Dead could take his punch, not even Gui Ling, the ancestor of the Ghost Sect, or the Dark Blood Corpse King.

However, he was defeated by the Immortal Corpse King, and there really were two brushes.

"The punch of the undead corpse king just now is not an ordinary attack, it tastes like disintegrating the soul eye..."

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes.

But he soon calmed down, because the Indestructible Corpse King gave birth to the will to die.

When it comes to death, it is inevitable to think of words such as decay, withering, and decomposition. The attack of the immortal corpse king has such an effect, which makes sense.

"You will, and so will I!"

Zhao Feng blasted out another Guiming Fist, and at the same time, his golden eyes were immediately filled with two decomposition rays.

Facing this second ghost fist, the Immortal Corpse King still has the same attitude, do it!

"Boom!"

Ghost Underworld Fist was once again defeated by the Immortal Corpse King, but this time, he ignored the decomposition ray.

"Zizz!"

The decomposing ray fell on the face of the Immortal Corpse King's fist, and the flesh was immediately decomposed, but the effect of the decomposing ray was a bit beyond Zhao Feng's expectations. The Immortal Corpse King's fist was only decomposed into a small hole.

However, now Zhao Feng is not fighting against the Immortal Corpse King one-on-one, but two against one.

"Fox Shadow Flash!"

Feifei transformed again and passed the Immortal Corpse King directly.

"Hiss!"

Another arm was thrown up, and now, both of the Immortal Corpse King's arms flew away.

"You're still alive now?"

A sneer flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes,

But the next moment, he saw the severed arm and suddenly took it back.

Not only that, but also the broken arm that Feifei cut off for the first time.

"I wipe!"

Zhao Feng cursed angrily.

Unexpectedly, the death will of the Immortal Corpse King could reorganize himself, which was beyond Zhao Feng's expectations.

"I'm going to blow you up and see how you regroup!"

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Feng reached out his hands again, and the two golden dragon-controlling hands directly grabbed the Immortal Corpse King in his palms, and the golden energy began to burn the Indestructible Corpse King's body.

The Immortal Corpse King was restrained and could not move.

"Thousand-year-old monster, go to hell!"

Feifei frowned, and turned into a golden flash again, passing the Indestructible Corpse King.

"Hiss!"

This time, it wasn't the arm that flew up, but the head of the Undead Corpse King.

Even the Dark Blood Corpse King would fall if his head was cut off. However, Zhao Feng clearly felt that the Immortal Corpse King was not dead.

"Not dead? Watch me blow your head off!"

Zhao Feng threw out another punch, ready to kill the Immortal Corpse King with one blow, and complete the chain of immediate tasks.

"Hoo hoo!"

Fist wind whistled.

The Ghost Fist hit the head of the Immortal Corpse King, blasting it apart in an instant.

"Finally dead!"

After seeing this scene, Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. After so much, he finally completed this damn series of random tasks.

"Ding! You have completed a series of random missions, and you will be rewarded with a reward for advancing the Soul Battle Body!"

The system prompts.

The advancement of the mind and soul battle body is equivalent to getting a battle volume point, which makes Zhao Feng very satisfied.

Now he can control twenty-five people by controlling the soul eye.

However, even if the Indestructible Corpse King is dead, the reorganized corpses around him have not yet fallen down, so Zhao Feng still needs to clean up these walking corpses next.

However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was a strange cloud of white mist where the Undying Corpse King's head had exploded.

"Huh? Is this the will of death?"

Zhao Feng frowned, and such a thought flashed through his mind.

Just when he was about to go over and put away the death will to check it out, a hole suddenly opened in the sky.

In this dark opening, a huge eye appeared, bigger than the mad cow demon Zhao Feng saw that day, with a diameter of at least a thousand meters.

The pupil of this huge eye is eerie white, Zhao Feng just glanced at it, and his heart felt cold.

"What the hell is this shit?"

Zhao Feng was so frightened that his heart twitched rapidly and his breathing became short of breath, as if he was about to suffocate.

With the appearance of this giant pupil, all the surroundings became quiet, and all the walking corpses stopped moving, even Zhao Feng and the three of them couldn't move.

"What exactly is this?"

Zhao Feng was terrified. Not only could he not move his body at this moment, but he also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

He once again felt the breath of death, his whole body was terrified, his hairs stood on end, and he kept trembling.

What is this huge eye?

To be able to suppress three people and hundreds of walking dead around them?

Just when the three of Zhao Feng were surprised, the will to die suddenly rose up, and was absorbed by the eye as big as the sun in the sky.

"Death will, absorbed?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened, watching the will of death being absorbed by the huge eyes. But what he didn't notice was that the walking dead around him were getting stronger rapidly.

At this time.

"Shua!"

The huge eye suddenly turned, and the attention seemed to fall on Zhao Feng.

"Hateful breath of life..."

An old and long voice fell into the ears of Zhao Feng and Feifei. The next moment, Zhao Feng saw pieces of his body withering like sand.

"Are you going to die?"

Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

"Master..."

Seeing that Zhao Feng's body was blown away like a seal, Feifei hurriedly shouted.

However, under the shock of this huge eye, she couldn't even speak, and could only transmit sound through the air.

Zhao Feng's heart was broken. He didn't expect that his real body and avatar would fall under such circumstances. In such a situation, even he with the eternal soul eye could not escape death.

Most importantly, he didn't know whose hands he died in!

What is this huge eye?

Zhao Feng had already closed his eyes in despair, but fortunately, he was still able to send Feifei into the War Beast space because he couldn't move his body.

Far away from Soul Lu Donghun Lu, there is a second avatar, at worst, it will make a comeback!

It's just that the feeling of this body's constant withering made Zhao Feng very uncomfortable.

Because he couldn't feel any pain, not even blood, just like in a dream, but right now it's not a dream, but real.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Feng's body was weathered until only one head remained. If it was an ordinary person, he would probably be dead.

"Ding! The Dark Blood Corpse King is out of control!"

The system prompt sounds.

This huge eye has promoted the Dark Blood Corpse King to the point where it is out of Zhao Feng's control.

This situation is simply worse!

However, at this critical moment. Furious Martial Soul System