World Wide Martial Art

"It's useless to you? You actually said that the real devil's energy is useless to you?"

"You are really... ignorant. I really don't know how the Heavenly Monument can recognize you as its master?" The Phantom Dancer made a sound of contempt in her mouth. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

Seeing Ye Feng's confused look, her voice became agitated.

"The Nine Jue Heavenly Monument is an ancient demon clan... Well, it has magical and incredible effects. The power of the Heavenly Monument that you have exerted so far is unique..."

"In other words, many of the powerful effects of the Heavenly Monument need to be activated with the energy of the true devil. For example, you cannot collect the Heavenly Monument now, you can only carry it on your back like an ordinary stone monument. Although you are covered with the Monument, How can a layer of cloth cover up the glory of the heavenly monument in front of a truly caring person?"

"And as long as the Sky Monument absorbs enough true demonic energy, it will immediately allow you to move and retract freely, and no one will be able to perceive the existence of the Sky Monument. Such an effect is just a drop in the bucket..."

"Really?" Hearing this, Ye Feng showed a look of joy on his face and couldn't wait to interrupt Huanwu Enchantress.

Although the Nine Jue Heavenly Monument was powerful and brought him great combat power, at the same time, carrying this uncollectable stone monument also exposed Ye Feng's own whereabouts to outsiders.

Just as Huanwu Enchantress said, barely covering the sky monument was really just a cover-up, and Ye Feng was really troubled by this.

I didn't expect that the true demonic energy could be so magical, able to retract and release the heavenly monument freely?

That will definitely be charged.

"Sister Huanwu, is the true demonic energy in this palace located on that throne?"

"There should be nothing wrong. Let's not talk nonsense. Let's collect the true demon's energy first. This thing has many benefits for the heavenly monument." Phantom Dancer reminded again, "But once the seal of the light curtain is opened, , the true demonic energy will dissipate. First, it will cause a lot of waste. Secondly, this kind of aura is very likely to be sensed by some special people, so you must move quickly..."

Ye Feng nodded, and took a few steps forward without saying a word. He shook his sleeves, and his energy surged throughout his body. A burst of fiery red breath rolled out from his arm. With Ye Feng's low shout, he punched hard. out.

A burst of red light surged over.

Boom...

A low and loud sound caused the entire palace to tremble violently.

However, a faint wave of light emitted from the purple spiritual crystals on all sides, and the purple light flowed on the invisible light screen. Ye Feng's blow with great force only caused a ripple to appear on the purple light screen.

Ye Feng frowned, raised his other arm, pointed a finger in the void, and a green black fire shot out instantly.

"puff……"

The energy of the all-burning ghostly fire easily penetrated the light curtain, but what made Ye Feng stunned was that before he could take the next step, the penetrated hole immediately matched the original one.

"As expected of an ancient sect, a small seal placed casually cannot be easily broken. However, your strange fire has a restraining effect on this seal. Try more. Use the strange fire to destroy the energy of the purple spiritual crystal. Wait until the spiritual crystal Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, it shouldn’t be a problem to break the seal.”

The Phantom Dancer reminded quietly.

Ye Feng nodded, standing in front of the throne with a solemn face, calling on his vitality to evolve the green black fire into various forms, and began to consume it again and again.

…

In a side hall of the palace, there was a young warrior wearing a white gown. He was pulling out an ancient sword with a blade as clear as a spring from a weapon rack with a happy face.

There are three ancient characters engraved on the hilt of this ancient sword.

"Haha, what a chance, I actually found an earth-level spiritual sword. Well, although it is only a low-grade earth-level spiritual sword, sword-type spiritual weapons have always been worth a lot more than other weapons. This sword should be worth a lot. Tens of millions of spiritual stones." The young man in white shirt said to himself while playing with the newly acquired spiritual sword.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden wave of energy behind him.

The face of the young man in white shirt changed and he turned around hastily, but it was obviously too late. A black shadow flashed out. Before the young man in white shirt could activate his vitality and transform into armor, the black shadow pierced through his chest. Passed by and took away his heart.

It is a crow with shiny black hair.

The young man in white shirt looked at the transparent blood hole exposed on his chest. After opening his mouth, the life on his face disappeared. He staggered and fell into a pool of blood. In his right hand, he still held tightly the newly acquired Earth Spirit Sword.

"For the sake of you killing the guardian beast of this palace for me, I will accept your soul with a smile."

A gloomy voice came, and a handsome and evil-looking man appeared at the entrance of the side hall, it was Hua Tiancheng.

He stretched out his hand and struck directly at the young man in white shirt. The other person's storage ring and the long sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon, were simultaneously buried in Hua Tiancheng's palm.

The black crow flew above the head of the deceased for a moment, and black air filled the air and penetrated the crow's body.

After just two or three breaths, the body of the young man in white shirt turned into a shriveled skeleton.

At this time, footsteps came from the outside of the side hall again, and it seemed that someone was coming here.

Hua Tiancheng smiled evilly when he heard the sound.

"Tianwu, it seems... new blood food has been delivered to my door..."

He sneered, put the undrawn spirit sword into his storage bag, turned around and fired towards the place where the sound came from.

A moment later, Hua Tiancheng's figure appeared outside the side hall, and he could clearly see who it was.

Dressed in the attire of an elite disciple of Jiugongxuan, he was none other than Lu Yuan of Jiugongxuan, who was in the late eighth level of virtual realm.

"He's still a Holy Land elite. Tsk tsk, Tianwu, I believe that for such a warrior, flesh and blood is more to your liking." Hua Tiancheng, however, had no intention of taking Jiugongxuan to heart. He laughed wildly, a surge of energy gathered around him, and he raised one hand. , a huge palm several feet in size appeared in mid-air, and crushed Lu Yuan.

"Who are you? Is there a mistake? Why did you attack me as soon as we met? I am... a disciple of Jiugongxuan." Lu Yuan was taken aback and took a few steps back, then said his identity straight to the point.

He did not sense the existence of demonic energy from Hua Tiancheng. In other words, Hua Tiancheng was not a demon sect warrior, so he reported his identity.

Hua Tiancheng, who was opposite him, grinned and slapped down his palm without hesitation.

"I know you are a disciple of Jiugongxuan, but if Jiugongxuan is not Jiugongxuan, what does it have to do with me?"

Lu Yuan's face darkened, and he moved his fist to hit the giant palm falling in the air.

The one who took action was Jiugongxuan's unique skill, "Jiugong Bajiquan".

Although the opponent's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the virtual realm, which was higher than his own, Lu Yuan felt that he had the ability to compete with the opponent by using the "Nine Palaces and Eight Extremes Fist".

Unexpectedly, the slight collision of the two fists made Lu Yuan's face turn pale, and he couldn't help but knocked out. The huge palm continued to slap hard as if it was not blocked...