The Strongest Dan God

The auras visible to the naked eye from the jade flute of Hanyue, like substance, merged into the body of the millennial ghoul.

In his gradually reddish body, he kept making a "bang" sound, which was the sound of tearing muscles and bones colliding.

You know, Hanyue once succeeded in making a large group of ordinary ghost servants when the masses of corpses were raging.

And now, she uses the same tricks for these millennium ghouls, and the effect is evident.

"Yefeng Feng, you wait, as long as you break the line and grab you, no matter your antidote or magic weapon, no matter what, you are not at my mercy!"

Yefeng Feng ignored Han Yue's aggressive remarks, his expression was solemn, and he seemed to be calculating something in his heart. After a little observation, he suddenly turned back to see his sister.

"Xueyi, is it okay, how long will it take?"

"I……"

Ye Xueyi's body shivered slightly. In fact, after she heard the flute, she had a glimpse of the redness of the body of the millennium ghoul. Knowing that Ye Feng was about to be in danger, her heart suddenly became anxious.

From just now to now, she has been trying to merge the aura at the sword seal on her back into the strange pattern on the top of the cave.

"Not good, not yet complete."

"How long?" Ye Fengfeng's face was solemn, and the Ice Emperor's sword in his hand kept tightening, looking directly at the thousand years of ghouls.

The flowing water in the pattern is generally a thick breath moving slowly, and it is slowly becoming transparent.

Over time, after forming contact with this pattern, Ye Xueyi had a clear heart and had some clues.

"It may be so long."

"Quick!" Ye Feng Feng drunk sharply, obviously also a little nervous.

What he did just now was not really to stop Hanyue, but to delay the other party.

However, if Hanyue does not eat this set now, it undoubtedly shows that Ye Zifeng can no longer speculate.

Fighting is the only solution.

At the same time the voice fell, his figure was like an electric shock, flying towards where the ghost was.

He raised the Sword of Ice Emperor high, and in a burst of heart, fell down severely.

A bunch of pure cold air was attached to this burst of heart, and countless frost froze frozen into extremely hard ice, which fixed the whole burst to the ground.

"Yefeng Feng, even if you understand the battlefield, how about using this frost gas to strengthen the battlefield now?"

Hanyue sneered with a sneer: "In front of these millennium ghouls, your efforts are nothing more than a waste of energy, in vain."

She lifted the jade flute and waved forward violently.

The millennium ghoul on her shoulders, her eyes deep and hollow, suddenly lit up, and she began to walk against the hurricane.

"Roar!"

The pace he took was obviously a little faster, facing the black whirlwinds that came across the face, without fear.

In ghost formation and the formation reinforced with Ice Emperor Sword Binghua, the power of the black whirlwind is almost doubled.

However, when these whirlwinds flew to the millennium ghouls, they were hard-earned by him ignorantly, and the crimson body was as hard as a shield, sometimes being hit by strong winds, sending out bursts of glow.

This time, his body, even the bloodline, did not shoot out.

The black whirlwind that was originally cut into iron and mud was only left with a shallow scratch when it encountered this enhanced millennium ghoul.

"Xueyi, how long is it?"

"Um ..." Ye Xueyi was clearly still in trouble.

Ye Xueyi couldn't get a response, and Ye Fengfeng's mentality didn't get worse.

He gritted his teeth, still not giving up, surrounded by a black whirlwind, he was drilled out of a path.

Immediately, the sword of Ice Emperor turned in his hand, and the cold light glanced forward, ran to the position of his feet.

"Uh!"

The sensation of coldness was the same as when he had frozen his heart before. There were no leaks on all sides, all of which formed a thick layer of ice, thus strengthening the cyclone array.

As a result, the magic circle is stable, and the momentum of the black whirlwind is more intense.

Although the whirlwind still can't hurt this millennium ghoul, it can effectively slow down his speed.

However, anyway.

These millennial ghouls, although slower, are still moving forward.

Looking at his momentum, he will soon break through the whirlwind array, approaching Ye Xueyi and Liu Bingqian next to them, and opening the ring.

"Xueyi, hurry up."

"I tried my best."

Liu Bingqian couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward: "Yefeng Feng, look, what can I do for you?"

"Wait a minute, sister. Leave them alone, it's dangerous to enter this black whirlwind." Xie Chen said, almost blurted out.

In fact, he still kept the thought of waiting for the chaos to escape, after all, the main goal of Han Yue and others, at a glance, knew that it was Ye Feng.

Therefore, he hides his strength. If he takes advantage of the other party's suddenness and escapes in one fell swoop, it is not entirely impossible.

"No matter how dangerous? It is not for you to enter the battle, but for my own help." Liu Bingqian's beautiful eyes are filled with a firm belief.

"... Well, since you insisted on following him to death, I don't care about you. You can do it for yourself." Xie Chen spread his hand, chuckled, and retreated to the edge of the rock wall.

Liu Bingqian gave her brother a helpless look, shook her head, and then looked at Ye Fengfeng.

"Yefeng Feng, tell me, what can I help ..."

"Okay, Bingqian, listen, hurry up your Wuhuo Soul of Fire." Ye Fengfeng's instantaneous time, said the interface.

"Let's launch the Wuhuo soul? No, we don't make alchemy." Liu Bingqian's face was slightly surprised.

Liu Bingqian's fire martial spirit is different from Xinghui's fierce fire martial arts. It is not very powerful against the enemy. Generally speaking, it is only used to raise the temperature and bake the stove. Too.

"If you don't make alchemy, you need to use it."

... after a moment of silence.

Although Liu Bingqian was puzzled, she still acted according to Ye Zifeng's words.

"Okay, I listen to you."

She sinks her mind a little, feeling the soul rushing all over her body.

Heat bursts, a burning flame immediately emerged from her onion fingers.

"Leaf front, then?"

Yefeng Feng gave her a deep look, and her fingertips also coagulated a bloody flame of ordinary quality, exuding a strange light.

"Of course, the fire and soul of the fire are used to condense your and my flames."

Immediately, the light in his eyes flickered, and the bloody flame, like an arrow, combined with the fire in Liu Bingqian's hand.

After a brief calm.

A soaring spirit flame, with a spiral-like airflow, is generated here, just like a dragon, constantly changing its shape, and sometimes revealing a strange purple light, dazzling.

Spirit-level flames!

There is no doubt that this is the power of Wuhuo Soul, and this fire-fighting suit on Liu Bingqian can increase the burning temperature of this fire.

I saw Ye Fengfeng put away the ice emperor sword in his hand, lest the two polarities be in conflict.

Afterwards, he saw that the heat of the spirit-level flame was almost condensed, and he was slightly absorbed. The flames burning in the sky were drawn by his fingertips, and flew towards the place where Hanyue was.

"Want to attack me?"

Hanyue chuckled, and the jade flute swept violently in his hand, and the flame was easily ignited.

"Yefeng Feng, the idea is good, but, as the woman near you said, similar to this kind of flame, it can only be used to bake the stove, increase the temperature, but you are whimsically used to fight the enemy, but also Dare to use it against my cold moon? Don't you say that you are already poor, can there be no other means? "

Yefeng Feng didn't answer her anything, but repeated the action just now, drawing a second flame from this spirit-level flame and striking towards Hanyue's position.

Then comes the third spiritual fire, the fourth spiritual fire ...

"It's all said, it's useless to me, how can you just not believe it!"

Hanyue saw that he was doing this "meaningless" thing with great pleasure, and he was a little bit irritated in his heart. The jade flute in his hand was also scrupulous.

"Yefeng Feng, you are a stubborn thing! Do you think I am the wind in my ears?"

At this moment, Zhou Feng was standing behind them, staring at Ye Weifeng's strange behavior, and couldn't help thinking about it.

Immediately, when his eyes fell on the flames that had been swayed, his expression could not help but become speechless.

"Master Hanyue, bad. Look at the left arm of this millennium ghoul ..."

After hearing the words, Ye Zhifeng knew that his tricks had been revealed. His eyes flashed, frowned, and sighed: "It's a pity."

"What? Did you say ..."

Hanyue froze for a moment, thought about it, and suddenly understood.

You know, before the thousand-year-old corpse was burned by the ancient Yuan Wu with a black fire before entering the cave, this wound was obviously not healed.

Ye Fengfeng is aware of this.

After all, when Hanyue used the jade flute to open the flames, they would occasionally splash these flames on the corpse's broken arm, which would worsen his injury and slow him down.

If Ye Fengfeng first attacked the left arm of the millennium ghoul, then Hanyue would naturally discover the other party's intention soon, so he pretended to attack Hanyue, and then used Hanyue's own hand to indirectly To hurt the millennial ghoul.

And being attacked by Ye Fengfeng, Rao was the corpse with a very hard body, and he was trembling with pain, as if he were heavier than all the black whirlwind injuries he had just suffered.

"Good boy, really cunning!"

Hanyue groaned coldly and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I will not kill you today, and I will suffer endlessly in the future. Ye Fengfeng, you have all the cards out now, I see what you have to do to stop this millennium body. ghost?"

At this moment, a delicate female voice came from behind Yefeng.

"Brother Zifeng, great, it's a success!"