This obsession is enough to prove that he is a deeply affectionate person.

If you follow such a person, you may not be unable to make corrections in the future.

"Haha, surrender to me? In that case, I will accept you, but don't regret it..." Ye Lingfeng laughed loudly. This person is an expert in the ghost way and possesses the secret soul-transformation method of the ghost way. If he is sent into

The Ghost King Sect might be a way to destroy the Ghost King Sect.

He immediately raised his hand, and saw a dark light flowing in his palm, and the light of the Soul Capture Order flashed through. Yin Tianxie was startled, and couldn't help but said in shock: "No!"

The unwilling cry resounded throughout the world, spreading across the sea of ​​fire, causing all the monks outside to tremble and palpitate.

"It's too late to regret now. You are such a capricious villain. I wanted to keep your intelligence, but it seems I won't use it anymore." Ye Lingfeng's eyes turned cold and he immediately patted Yintian Xie Yuanshen.

As soon as the Soul Capturing Order was issued, the dark light circulated, and an inexplicable message rushed into Ye Lingfeng's mind, as if just one thought from him could make the evil soul of Yin Tian fly away.

But now, Yin Tianxie's face is dull, his eyes are empty, and he has been controlled by the soul-destroying order. Seeing this, Ye Lingfeng said slowly: "You will follow me from now on. If you can regain your intelligence, I will not erase it."

As he spoke, Ye Lingfeng disappeared in a flash. The next moment, the boundless sea of ​​fire behind him gradually dissipated and melted into the fire spirit bead in his hand.

When the monks outside saw Feng Yuan, they were all shocked. Why was he the only one who came out? Where were the others?

"Uncle Master, I didn't lie to you." In the Haotian Sect's camp, Mo Yuntian looked at Feng Yuan's arrogant figure and was almost speechless in shock.

"Huh, don't mess with this person. Yuntian, you did a good job this time. You can take your disciples and leave here immediately."

The person coming from Haotian Sect this time was the elder of Haotian Sect, Taoist Master Guiyuan. He took a deep breath and his eyes were full of shock.

Sexy, but then he hesitated.

Mo Yuntian was stunned and asked: "What? Master uncle won't leave with us?"

Taoist Master Guiyuan shook his head and said with twinkling eyes: "Although I don't know how Feng Yuan made many god-refining monks disappear, he is seriously injured right now. According to you, he has the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism. Of course I am."

I need to learn a lesson.”

"Uncle Master? You? Didn't you say Feng Yuan shouldn't be messed with?" Mo Yuntian was startled and his expression changed.

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to experience his awe-inspiring aura as a person, and it won't have anything to do with the sect." Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Guiyuan said lightly, and then took a few steps forward.

Although he was eager to experience Feng Yuan's awe-inspiring aura, the aura surrounding Feng Yuan at this moment surprised him, and he couldn't help but doubt what Mo Yuntian said.

"This Feng Yuan's whole body is filled with strong demonic energy. How can he cultivate the Confucian aura of righteousness?" Taoist priest Guiyuan murmured to himself and glanced at the people around him.

I saw that the monks around me were all ready to move, showing signs of wanting to attack Feng Yuan.

In response to this, Taoist Priest Guiyuan couldn't help but snorted. Among these people, there were many cultivators who transformed into voids, but most of them were Nascent Soul cultivators, and they did not pose a threat to Feng Yuan at all.

As for those Huaxu monks, Feng Yuan's current state is probably enough for him to drink. Although he disdains to take advantage of others' danger, he more disdains to join forces with these Huaxu juniors.

"Is there anyone else who wants to steal my master's Fire Spirit Pearl? Just come forward...ahem..."

Ye Lingfeng looked around, and naturally discovered the greed in these people's eyes. For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, when will the world be peaceful?

Although he used the fire spirit beads to make the god-refining monks kill each other, he was also seriously injured. Although he couldn't see anything at this moment, he coughed when he opened his mouth. He felt his chest churning and his throat couldn't help but feel sore.

.

He knew it was blood!

In his current situation, if he is besieged by this group of people who are blinded by greed, he will obviously suffer a big loss.

Therefore, he would never allow these people to see him vomiting blood.

However, despite his efforts to restrain himself, a trace of blood still flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and drops of blood shimmering with strange red light fell from his mouth and drifted in the wind.

"Look, he's vomiting blood. He's definitely not going to survive now. Everyone rush, whoever kills him will get the Fire Spirit Pearl..."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and no one knew who shouted, and the next moment someone rushed towards Feng Yuan.

"hateful!"

Ye Lingfeng cursed secretly when he saw this, his eyes flickered, as if he was looking for the monk who just shouted.

However, when attacks came, he was not allowed to search carefully. He could only dodge these attacks first and then search again.

However, these people are not the previous god-refining monks who were full of contempt for him. These people are well aware of his power. Although they know that he is injured, they do not relax at all. Each of their moves is a sure-kill skill, as if

Block all his escape routes.

Regarding this, Ye Lingfeng's eyes turned cold. Since there was no way to avoid it, he could only make a desperate move.

"Bladestorm!"

Facing the sword battles and spell rays of dozens of people, Ye Lingfeng did not panic at all, but carefully analyzed which of his moves could withstand so many attacks.

Hard work pays off, and among the moves he knows, there happens to be a powerful skill that can be used both for attack and defense, and that is Blade Storm.

As his voice fell, his whole body began to spin, and the sword energy in the sky whizzed past, and the sound of "whooshing" cut through the sky, and the sword energy in the sky turned into a sky-wide storm and quickly swept towards the dozens of people who were rushing towards him.

And go.

For a moment, light flowed and screams continued.

"How is that possible? How can you be so strong?"

"Isn't he already seriously injured? Why can he still burst out with such terrifying power?"

"No? I don't want the Fire Spirit Pearl anymore, please let me go..."

A Yuanying monk who was attacking Ye Lingfeng with his sword was dumbfounded for a moment after seeing such a terrifying blade storm, and almost forgot to attack.

However, Ye Lingfeng did not stop because he stopped. Instead, he drove the storm forward. The Nascent Soul monk was torn to pieces by countless sword blades without any struggle, and in the end he was left with nothing but regret.

the sound of.

With the first example of tragic death in front of them, other monks also fled in search of a place to hide.

But in this vast sky, there was no place to dodge. For a moment, the sword energy roared, and the miserable screams were heard, making all the monks who did not take action shudder.

Gradually, none of the dozens of monks who attacked Ye Lingfeng were spared. They were all torn to pieces by his sword storm, and not even the Nascent Soul was left alive.

"Hiss! How terrible!"

Among the crowd, I don't know who made such a sound, but no matter who said it, they all showed their fear of Ye Lingfeng.

However, after killing all these people, Ye Lingfeng stopped the sword storm, and his body could no longer support it, and slowly fell on an uninhabited cliff.

I saw him bending one knee, leaning on one hand, and holding the ground with the other. He looked very tired, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, but his eyes were emitting an astonishing cold light, causing the surrounding cliffs to tremble.

None of the monks dared to step forward and take action.

After a while, Ye Lingfeng slowly stood up. Although he was still standing leaning on his sword, his young but determined face and his blood-red pupils both showed how terrifying he was.

He glanced at the crowd and said indifferently: "Who else wants to snatch my Fire Spirit Bead, just come forward. Although I am exhausted now, I will not give in, ahem..."

Ye Lingfeng said that he couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he knelt on the ground.

However, this time no one dared to step forward. Although Feng Yuan personally admitted that he was exhausted, who knew whether he still had fighting power.

Aren’t the bloody lessons learned in the past not enough?

"Everyone, please disperse. Don't lose your life for a treasure that has no connection with you. If this continues, the gains outweigh the losses. It's better for everyone to seize the time to practice and improve your strength. Only in this way will you have a chance to obtain the treasure when you encounter it in the future."
Chapter completed!