World Wide Martial Art

Are you the boss of Donghuang or something? Ye Feng straightened his body, his eyes became a little solemn, and the Yuanli and spiritual power in his body started to operate at the same time. Situ Reading

МThis person has a special shape, and his cultivation has reached half-step into the void. Moreover, his method of controlling the gray-black mist is almost superb. It seems that this person is not an ordinary warrior. At least in terms of mental strength, he is definitely outstanding. In terms of combat power, such a person cannot be compared with warriors of the same level. Ye Feng had to be cautious. I am Donghuang Chong.

Dong Huangchong suddenly raised his eyebrows, with a hint of greed in his eyes. The other party actually has more than 7,000 points? Huh, the more points, the better. Not to mention killing his three brothers, even if he didn't, it was still a crime to have so many points. A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade. Anyone who sees more than seven thousand points will be jealous.

As compensation for killing someone from my Donghuang family, everything about you will be mine. You, including your battle pet monster, will become my slaves. Donghuang Chong continued to speak gloomily. The skull condensed with gray-black mist in his hand actually opened its mouth and smiled silently, looking very happy. Judging from your appearance, you seem to be very confident against the two of us? Ye Feng asked nonchalantly as he stroked the Flame Lion King's black and smooth fur. Haven't you heard of my name? Aren't they just the five sons of Donghuang? Ye Feng said. The five sons of Donghuang? No, no, no, that's just my four ignorant little brothers trying to put money on their faces. I also have a name called...Young Master Ghost! Dong Huangchong said. Have not heard! Ye Feng interrupted him bluntly. Ignorant junior, then, you have always heard of the Mysterious List, right? I, the Ghost Master, am ranked thirty-three on the Mysterious List! As soon as Dong Huangchong said these words, Ye Feng looked at him seriously. Unexpectedly, this pale young man, who looked like a starving ghost, turned out to be a master of the Xuan Bang. There are only thirty-six places in the Yuanwu Continent’s Mysterious Ranking, and each one of them is a master who has reached the peak of virtual reality. Just imagine, there are countless warriors who have reached this level in the Yuanwu Continent, but only thirty-six people can be listed. Xuan Bang, its power is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Ouyang Huan, the sixth elite of the Western Tang Dynasty Wufu, is a master of the Mysterious List. When Ye Feng was in the ring, he took a blow from Ouyang Huan with 50% of his power, and was injured and vomited blood. This shows that the master of the Mysterious List is indeed extremely powerful. It's just that at that time, Ye Feng was only at the first level of innateness, but now he has reached the seventh level of innateness. Although Ye Feng was surprised, he would not be intimidated by Donghuang Chong's rank of thirty-three on the Mysterious List.

It is true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Ye Feng sighed. Donghuang Chong was so complacent that he didn't close his eyes and planned to listen to Ye Feng's compliment. But then, he was so angry at what Ye Feng said that he almost vomited blood. Ye Feng looked at him and continued seriously: You are a tubercular guy. People who don't know better think that you were born as a starving ghost and reincarnated, but you didn't expect that you would also be included in the Xuanban? Well, it’s a bit of a big deal. Let’s do this. Contribute the less than 3,000 points in your token, and I will circumvent your Eastern Royal Family’s disrespect for me... Otherwise, when I, Ye Feng, enter Wanjue Zong, who has learned supreme supernatural powers and heaven-level skills, will definitely defeat your Donghuang family of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty! ... Donghuang Chong was stunned. Then he laughed, but the smile on his face was obviously uglier than crying: Chatter... Boy, do you know what will happen to those who die in the hands of my ghost master? Even if he dies, what kind of ending will there be? Ye Feng smiled. You may not know that for innate warriors, death is not the most bleak end. Sometimes, dying happily is a luxury. The most bleak thing is definitely...the soul is imprisoned and will never be reincarnated. . At this point, he suddenly laughed like a night owl. I will show you what will happen if your soul is imprisoned and will never be reincarnated.

With a pinch of his hand, the gray-black skull in Dong Huangchong's hand suddenly twisted up and down like a living thing. Black mist spewed out. The gray-black mist transformed into many terrifying faces with distorted expressions. Some of these faces looked like men's. , there are women, old people, and children... Every face has an extremely sad and desolate expression, full of endless pain, and seems to be trying its best to escape the shackles of the fog. It's a pity that every time these painful faces struggle out of a certain range of the mist, they will be sucked back by the skeleton's mouth. Then countless ghost claws and ghost mouths will pounce on and bite them in the mist. Just looking at that desperate expression makes you feel the same. Can feel the pain they endure. While Ye Feng was staring, suddenly, the shrill howls of ghosts suddenly changed from nothingness to substance, and penetrated into Ye Feng's ears. not good! Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed. Buzz... The spiritual energy in his mind began to vibrate instantly. Circles of spiritual protection protected his consciousness. There was a brilliance vibrating and spreading in the protective circle. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves that penetrated his ears became extremely clear. Brat, let’s see if you’re still alive...hahahaha.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression changed drastically, Ghost Master Donghuang Chong burst into loud laughter. At the same time, an extra copper bell appeared in the five fingers of his left hand, and he pointed it at the gray-black skull in his right hand and shook it. The horrifying sound of bells rang like rain. As if an attack signal had been launched, the gray-black mist no longer restrained the faces of those who wanted to escape. Suddenly, terrifying faces of old or young, male or female, grinned silently and laughed at the same time. The original pain and misery They disappeared and turned into ecstatic postures at this moment, surging towards Ye Feng like a tide. At the same time, gray-black mist also covered Ye Feng's body in an instant, making his whole body gray. The vitality transformed into armor and the blood god armor all lost their effect at this moment. What's even more terrible is that the Flame Lion King did not receive the attack signal given by Ye Feng, and was actually also confused by the spirit of the Ghost Master. He stood beside him without any reaction at all. Boom... Ye Feng's vision went dark, and he felt like the world was spinning. When he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into a boundless hell, and there were ghosts and ghost faces everywhere that were crushing him.

Under the attack of an astonishing number of ghost faces, his entire divine sea began to turmoil. The spiritual energy hidden in the divine sea felt as if it had escaped from the body and been absorbed and swallowed by the ghost faces! This was a situation that had never happened before, which made Ye Feng feel nervous. It seems that he was careless. He knew that the other party might be a spiritual master, but he still fell into his trap. However, it was not the time to despair yet. Ye Feng activated all his mental power, and the soul-stirring needle flew up and down, transforming into a flying sword that shuttled back and forth, stabbing the ghost faces that tried to swallow his spiritual energy one by one.