World Wide Martial Art

"Brother Ye, are you trying to scare yourself? The method of cultivating corpses is just a crooked way. Even if there is a great sage from the demon clan who succeeds in cultivating corpses, his combat power will not be that strong after he drops to a higher level. Si. Rabbit reading.\\nCOM"

Zhongli muttered.

"I have a hunch that those guys will suffer a big loss."

Just as Ye Feng was about to explain a few words, his pupils suddenly shrank, he stretched out his hand to push Bai Susu away from where he was standing, and shouted in surprise: "Look, the vegetation here... has begun to wither!"

The vegetation that had originally grown to the knees was slowly drying up and withering, as if a pair of invisible hands were secretly sucking away their vitality.

"Same over there."

Bai Susu jumped on her feet and pointed in the distance in surprise. A few dozen feet away, the vegetation also began to wither quickly.

boom!

Before a few people could figure out the situation, an earth-shaking loud noise exploded out of thin air, causing people's souls to tremble. Colorful demonic light spurted high into the sky, completely submerging an area within a few miles in front.

The magma rose hundreds of feet high, carrying surging demonic power and impacting every corner.

Those warriors of all races who approached happily were blown away, torn apart, or fell into the sea of ​​magma and fire.

Even after retreating for almost ten or twenty miles, Ye Feng and others could not escape the impact of this huge energy. In an instant, Zhongli and Bai Susu's faces were as pale as paper. If Bai Hucheng hadn't taken action in time, they would have obviously lost their ability. I was going to vomit blood on the spot.

"What kind of existence is there in the hall?!"

"how come……"

Ye Feng was also shocked, his energy and blood surged, and faint gold stars appeared in front of his eyes.

After taking a few steps back, he glanced at that area.

"Go back! Go back!"

"Help!"

"..."

I saw that the area around the ancient hall was in chaos, and dozens of embarrassed figures escaped from the billowing smoke.

The one at the front is the Silver-Winged Demon King, but right now, half of his wings are a bloody mess, the palm-sized flesh on his thighs has been torn, and there is a streak of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, I almost lost my life!"

The strong men from the Yu clan followed behind them, cursing and swearing. They looked like beggars on the street under the smoky atmosphere, and almost everyone was disappointed. Only Gu Jian was protected by others, which was slightly better, but he no longer had the elegant appearance before.

The intermittent water waves shook away the smoke and dust, and the old monster Xuan Shui looked gloomy and terrifying.

Of the hundreds of water tribe warriors who followed him, less than ten managed to save their lives.

The water tribe's physical bodies are not as good as those of the demon tribe and the feather tribe, and the losses are quite heavy.

"Yin Yi, is this the monster tomb you are talking about? Damn, you are harboring evil intentions..."

As soon as he saw the faces of the demon clan people, the old monster Xuan Shui immediately started to curse, and hundreds of people were killed in an instant, but not even a ghost was seen. The loss this time was really heavy.

"Huh, blame me? Didn't you see that our demon clan also lost a lot of people? And you came here shamelessly to get a share of the pie. Why...are you trying to find fault with me now?"

The Silver-Winged Demon King was seriously injured, so he would not look down upon the old monster Xuan Shui.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

The other warriors who had saved their lives around them all had speechless words written all over their faces. How long had it been since then, and the two of them were still quarreling.

The old monster Xuan Shui snorted coldly. Looking at the defeated soldiers behind him, he felt a heartache in his heart.

He waved his hand helplessly and whispered: "It seems to me that this tomb is very weird. There must be shocking treasures in it. Our family has paid such a high price, so we must not let it go. You guys rush back immediately. Shui Shui, go and invite the experts from the clan to come.”

Several water tribe warriors nodded, and after waking up, disappeared into the distance.

"Old prisoner, please quickly report the news here to the Supreme Demon Palace and ask for assistance."

The Silver-Winged Demon King has such a sharp eye that he can see through the Shui Tribe's plot at a glance. The horror of this tomb far exceeded their expectations.

For them, being able to devour the tomb alone is naturally the best result. Unfortunately, their teeth are weak. Now they can only open the tomb by inviting a truly strong person. Firstly, you can beat the autumn wind, and secondly, you may be appreciated by the Demon Palace.

There is just one thing, no matter what, this tomb cannot fall into the hands of other tribes.

Snapped!

Furujian made a gesture to an old man from the Yu tribe next to him, who quickly crushed a jade talisman, and a stream of light jumped out, disappearing into the horizon like lightning.

All tribes have the same idea. Now, it depends on which tribe comes with more powerful backers.

Ye Feng and the others in the distance couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

They were not affected too much, just a few shocks.

However, judging from the situation just now, the wish to get the treasure was in vain. The ancient hall exuded such a terrifying momentum, Bai Hucheng was no match.

Of course, they couldn't choose to leave at this time, but started repairing on a hill. This hilltop is far away from the tomb, and most of the demonic power emanating from it is blocked by the mountain, making it a perfect place to watch the excitement.

It would take more than a day for the powerful men from other tribes to get here at the fastest, and there was no news from the Xuanyi Sect envoys. Ye Feng was not in a hurry to rush back, and they just happened to study this strange tomb.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he opened his eyes from sitting cross-legged, Bai Hucheng had a look on his face.

Ye Feng, who was still lively and energetic before, suddenly became like a sculpture, and even his eyes became stiff.

"Roar!"

Just as he was about to reach out to pull Ye Feng, the latter suddenly jumped up and let out a loud roar. Ye Feng's eyes were as red as blood, and he rushed out like a mad cow.

"not good!"

"He seems to be possessed by something evil. Stop him quickly."

A hint of horror flashed in Star City Lord's eyes, and he fluttered his sleeves to catch Ye Feng, but the latter moved his steps little by little, easily broke away from his hand, and rushed into the distance like a flying arrow.

The sudden change made several people stunned for a moment. When they reacted, Ye Feng had already rushed several miles away and disappeared over a mountain.

"Brother Bai, you and I should act separately to find Ye Feng."

The Lord of Star City was very anxious, and Ye Feng suddenly felt like going crazy. The situation here was too dangerous, and one mistake could cost him his life.

Bang bang bang!

At the same time, Ye Feng fell to the ground dozens of times and rolled into a small forest. After breaking five or six big trees along the way, he hit a boulder heavily.

"What on earth is this thing and why is it pestering me! Get out of here!"

The severe pain restored some clarity to him. In Ye Feng's perception, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at him, as if staring at prey.

Everything happened too suddenly. Without any precautions, he was possessed by an evil thing?

Fortunately, Ye Feng's mental power was strong enough to barely block the suffocating feeling of depression.