Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2705 If you can't beat it, just join! (1 more)
Chang Sun Xiang, who fused with the bone of the witch god, has indeed become very strong, and his strength is exaggerated.

There was a ray of dark witch god blessing in every gesture, no wonder he killed those desolate spirits, it was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

However, he was still too confident.

Ordinary barren spirits can no longer pose a threat to him, but those giant barren spirits have not only grown in size.

The aura of desolation they condense is more condensed, and the rules of desolation are more advanced.

After all, Chang Sun Xiang was just a half-baked guy, and he just borrowed the divine power from the Witch God's Bone. He might be able to deal with one or two giant barren spirits, but because of his high-profile actions, a dozen giant barren spirits around him The siege of the spirit.

His fate is undoubtedly miserable.

Because he has not had time to go to the outside world to be arrogant, he is destined to drink hatred here.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Chang Sun Xiang's expression has changed from arrogant and complacent at the beginning to restlessness.

With his current strength, he even obtained the bone of the Dark Witch God. As long as he left here, he could naturally become the patriarch of the Dark Witch Clan.

But now...

Faced with the siege of more than a dozen giant desolation spirits, Chang Sun Xiang had already begun to look a little helpless on his own.

boom!
With a loud noise, the spirit of desolation smashed the armor of darkness around Chang Sun Xiang with a fist, and the aura of desolation invaded his body, making him tremble all over.

Although he can use the power of darkness contained in the bone of the witch god to force out these barren air, but after all, he has just integrated the bone of the witch god not long ago, and has not yet mastered the method of dual-purpose distraction.

In other words, he used the bone of the witch god to heal his wounds, and his attack was naturally weakened, unable to pose a threat to the spirit of desolation.

If he continued to attack with the Witch God's Bone, the barren air in his body would naturally erode his internal organs, making him lose the power to fight little by little.

In other words, no matter what he chooses, in the end, there is only one dead end.

"No!"

Chang Sun Xiang roared crazily like a trapped beast.

He originally had a bright future, but he finally got the bone of the witch god, and he could even become a peerless evildoer over Duan Lingtian.

But now, do you want to die here like this?

He is not willing!

Chang Sun Xiang kept attacking like crazy, and behind him, Fa Xiang, the king of darkness, also kept waving the blade of darkness in his hand, splitting the barren spirits in half.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain.

A group of barren spirits were strangled, and soon, another group of barren spirits swarmed in one after another.

What he will face is an endless battle.

This is also the reason why Ling Feng had to endure great pain to refine the aura of barrenness.

He knew that no matter how strong he was, facing the desolate spirit of the whole world, there was only one way to die.

As the saying goes: if you can't beat it, join in!
Of course, this is not something everyone can do.

The body of chaos endowed Ling Feng with a unique ability. If it were someone else, it would be impossible to refine the aura of barrenness.

After all, once this kind of power enters the body, it will start to erode the internal organs, turning all the vitality and flesh and blood into barrenness in the end.

Introducing the air of desolation into the body is tantamount to committing suicide!

"It looks like it's coming to an end soon."

Seeing Chang Sun Xiang struggling to death, Ling Feng smiled coldly.

Indeed, Chang Sun Xiang, who has fused the bones of the witch god, is very strong, even if he is himself, he is not his opponent.

But one thing falls one thing.

No matter how strong he was, the one who survived in the end was still himself.

Amidst the unwilling roar, Chang Sun Xiang's vitality faded away bit by bit.

Hysterical and full of despair.

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, he understood the matter of Chang Sun Xiang.

As for the bone of the witch god...

Although Chang Sun Xiang's body was quickly corroded by the barren air and turned into dust all over the place, the bone of the witch god remained.

It's just that those desolate spirits are still surrounding them, seeming to devour the power of darkness little by little.

Ye Yuanbo's eyes were also fixed on the bone of the witch god, his eyes were burning hot.

Obviously, he really wanted to get back the bone of the witch god.

But he knew better that once he rushed over, he would end up exactly like Chang Sun Xiang.

"Okay, just take a look. If you really want to go there, I can't keep you guys."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, not to mention them, even he would not dare to go and take the bone of the witch god.

Although these desolation spirits have already regarded him as one of them by default, it does not mean that Ling Feng is the boss here, and can take away the bones of the witch god from under the noses of those giant desolation spirits.

Both Ye Yuanbo and Ye Wushang sighed softly, risking their lives to break into the Dark Soul Palace, but in the end, they didn't even get a hair.

"Let's go."

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, his trip was worthwhile.

As for the bone of the witch god, that kind of thing cannot be forced.

……

With Ling Feng's aura of desolation covering his whole body, he could easily hide from those spirits of desolation. The group returned the same way, and soon came to the original entrance.

After a while, several people found the teleportation circle, and after a while of groping, they finally activated the circle.

"Finally we can leave here."

Ye Wushang glanced at the desolate spirits floating around aimlessly in the distance, and finally a big stone fell from his heart.

Finally, I don't have to worry about it any more, I just hang on carefully.

Ye Yuanbo was obviously not as relaxed as Ye Wushang seemed.

The purpose of this trip was to retrieve the remains of the ancestors and welcome the bones of the witch god back to the dark witch clan.

As a result, the ancestor's body was destroyed by Zhang Sun Xiang, and the bones of the witch god could not be brought out at all.

Not to mention, more than a dozen elites of the dark witch clan he brought also died tragically in the Soul Palace.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Dark Witch Clan.

Even his own arm was ripped off.

But in any case, he finally survived.

"Nephew Ling Feng, thanks to you, I was able to get out alive this time."

Ye Yuanbo sighed softly, and said slowly: "Although there is no gain from this trip, so I can't give you anything, but the 100 billion crystals I promised before, after I go back, I will order someone to deliver it to you." in the mansion."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Ling Feng smiled lightly. Compared with the 100 billion yuan crystal, it was the biggest surprise that he could be promoted to a higher level in this place.

With a thought, Ling Feng took out a golden ancient clock the size of a palm, muttered a few words in his mouth, then strode to the front of the teleportation formation, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go back."

Both Ye Yuanbo and Ye Wushang looked at Ling Feng strangely, and were curious when they saw the golden ancient clock in his hand.

Ling Feng, what are you doing?

(End of this chapter)