Seeing it, two Great Alchemy Realm Lords, one behind the other, were killing Zhao Feng.

The swordsman young man is in the front, has powerful attacks, and is responsible for the impact.

Senior Brother Jiu controlled the Lord-level golden skeleton. At the same time, he also activated the secret technique of soul path in an attempt to interfere with Zhao Feng's control of the Water Tribe Legion.

"Not good..."

On the shore of the lake, the female animal trainer had a hint of unbearability in her bright eyes.

As a beast tamer, she understands best that a "controlling" cultivation school like her own is most afraid of the "decapitation" strategy of powerful enemies.

How could Zhao Feng retreat safely under the attack of two Lord-level Holy Land geniuses?

"now"

Zhao Feng sat still and a black flag appeared in his hand.

Swish

The black flag was waved, and hundreds of cursed corpses appeared. The billowing gray smoke and flames, accompanied by the shocking resentment of ghosts and corpses, enveloped dozens of feet in radius.

"hiss"

The swordsman young man was just getting close when he was oppressed and entangled by the majestic thick cloud of ghost flames.

From the thick cloud of ghostly flames, countless pale and bloody withered hands stretched out into the body of the swordsman young man.

Today.

Each of Zhao Feng's cursed corpses has basically been upgraded to the half-step Danyuan realm, and has been integrated with the ancient aura of the dream world, and its power is far more than twice as powerful as before.

The swordsman young man had just entered, and his body felt cold, and his energy and soul were constantly draining away.

His combat strength was suddenly reduced by 30% to 40%.

And as time goes by, his combat power will continue to weaken. Once it exceeds ten breaths, he may turn into a pile of bones.

"Curse of a hundred corpses? Look at me——"

Brother Jiu laughed sinisterly, controlled the golden skeleton, and entered the curse of hundreds of corpses.

The golden skeleton entered the curse formation and was not affected much.

turn out to be.

The Hundred Corpse Curse has little effect on dead objects that also come from the ghost and corpse series.

What's more, this golden skeleton is at the level of the Great Alchemy Realm.

This way.

Zhao Feng still has to face a complete Lord-level swordsman, or even a weakened Lord-level swordsman.

"As long as the beheading is successful in a short period of time, everything can be broken."

Brother Jiu's heart is like a bright mirror.

But in the next moment, a scream came from the cursed formation of hundreds of corpses.

"ah"

The swordsman young man was cut by a dark purple light blade as thin as a cicada's wing in the thick cloud of ghost flames.

"The Blade of Purple Destruction"

The dark purple light blade in Zhao Feng's hand made a sound of wind and thunder, and the aura of destruction exploded, hitting the swordsman young man.

Although the swordsman young man had the early stage cultivation of the Great Alchemy Realm and his combat power was far superior to that of ordinary Lords, his strength and senses were greatly restricted in the cursed formation.

"How could..."

The swordsman young man's eyes widened and he couldn't understand that while Zhao Feng was controlling the formation, he still had no energy left to launch an attack on him.

Moreover, the offensive was so swift and violent.

Of course he didn't know that Zhao Feng practiced the "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art" and could control the formation of hundreds of corpses with one hand and attack with the other hand. It was not difficult to do both.

Swish

Zhao Feng succeeded with one blow and disappeared.

As for the swordsman young man, his figure was shaky and he wanted to escape, but he was wrapped in thick clouds of billowing ghost flames.

Suffering a fatal injury, the swordsman young man could not break through in a short time, and his life or death was decided.

His essence and soul in the Great Alchemy Realm were quickly lost and became the nourishment for the curse formation.

In the formation of ghost corpses.

Zhao Feng only needs to face the Lord-level golden skeleton.

"Purple Lightning Whip"

A dark purple whip chain condensed in Zhao Feng's hand, which was more condensed than before. With a "" sound, it wrapped around the golden skeleton.

The power of Thunder Road itself has strong restraint on ghosts and corpses.

What's more, Zhao Feng's Purple Mie Wind Thunder contains a good aura of destruction.

The elixir core in his body is completely crystallized, comparable to that of the Lord. Under the influence of the ancient aura of the dream, Zi Mie's true essence has become closer to its origin, and its power has exceeded its own limitations.

tsk tsk

The golden skeleton emitted a burst of black smoke and struggled hard.

"Kneel down"

Zhao Feng shouted loudly and slapped the golden skeleton with a palm. His body and strength were like a giant beast.

now.

Zhao Feng's life constitution is close to that of a king, but his physical strength, strengthened by the ancient breath of the dream world, the blood of the sea whale's heart, purple scale grass, etc., is beyond the ordinary.

He slapped it out with a palm, and it exuded a majestic aura of ancient blood.

creak

The golden skeleton was suppressed to the point of being unable to move. The oppression spread from the body to the consciousness.

"Ice Emperor Seal"

On the palm of Zhao Feng's other hand, a faint blue crystal-like ice blue light seal appeared, like ice blue blooming, and the extreme cold power of the ancient ice emperor enveloped the golden skeleton.

Hiss

The golden skeleton was suppressed by the terrifying brute force and extreme cold power, and a layer of frost formed all over its body.

thump

The golden skeleton was pinned down by Zhao Feng on the surface of the ancient giant crocodile.

"Junior, don't even think about it——"

Senior Brother Jiu outside was shocked and roared in anger.

at this time.

He ignored the threat of the curse of hundreds of corpses and rushed in to save his golden skeleton.

That's a Lord-level ghost skeleton.

"snort"

Zhao Feng ignored it and merged with the Ice King Spear to bring the extreme cold power of the ice water bloodline to its peak.

Hiss

The golden skeleton's entire body was crystallized with ice, and it was soon placed in a hexahedral crystal seal.

"stop"

Brother Jiu flew over and slapped Zhao Feng with his palm.

Zhao Feng remained motionless.

Buzz

A layer of scaly dark purple texture appeared on his body surface, resembling a dragon scale warrior.

"Peng"
Chapter completed!