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This blow was terrifying, and it was considered one of Bafeng's most powerful attacks at present.

Through the increase of the soul-devouring staff, this attack has completely reached the third stage of [Soul Observation].

Zhuo Yifan, on the other hand, has only just started to observe the soul, that is, the first level of observing the soul.

In the world of spiritual masters, even a small stage is almost an insurmountable hurdle.

Because many spiritual masters will stop at a certain small realm throughout their lives.

An attack with a difference of two realms is enough to crush and instantly kill.

The phantom seemed to be forcibly pulled from the two-dimensional to the reality, and the figure was instantly clear, it was Zhuo Yifan.

A big mouthful of blood spewed out from the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, obviously seriously injured by this blow.

But he was extremely tenacious, and even rolled on the spot, regardless of Tyrant, but rushed towards a stunned Tyrant warrior.

kill!

He opened his hands, and energy surged between his five fingers.

The warrior's eyes darkened, as if he had lost his soul, and became stupid.

puff!

Zhuo Yifan was as ferocious as a monster. He inserted his hands into his neck and pulled it hard.

Suddenly, a terrifying picture appeared.

The man's head, including a section of the spine, was ripped out entirely by him.

The blood rain was like a fountain, spraying from the neck of the headless corpse, staining the entire floor red.

Ba Feng was shocked, and roared angrily, "I'm looking for death."

On the Soul-Eating Staff, the eyeballs suddenly emitted a faint light, and in an instant, the entire staff became dazzling, and a bright light burst out, shooting directly at Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan didn't have time to dodge, his body was shot by this white light, blood spurted wildly, and he fell to the ground.

"Ah...you devil, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ba Feng's mouth, he seemed to be crazy, he waved the staff again and again, and the spiritual power burst out through the staff like no money, which was better than a machine gun.

And Zhuo Yifan obviously became the best target, hit by countless mental bullets, his body was instantly broken, and a lot of blood gushed out.

But he didn't die, but still looked at Ba Feng with a disdainful and provocative gaze, as if laughing at his incompetence.

"Ah! You are a pariah of the human race, why don't you have the right to laugh at me? What right do you have to hold the hand of the most beautiful woman in our race? What right do you have to live in this world? I will completely destroy you."

Ba Feng's eyes have turned completely red, which is a sign of being possessed by demons.

Blood flew from the corner of his mouth along with the words, and he was insane to the extreme.

The light erupting from the staff almost enveloped the entire altar.

"Brother, brother, stop, how can you use this forbidden technique." Ba Cheng hugged Ba Feng, and said loudly: "He is already dead, so stop wasting your blood."

Ba Feng said angrily: "Get out of the way, this untouchable, dare to provoke our Ba Clan, I will definitely tear him to pieces."

Under Tyrant's rage, his body shook.

Ba Cheng's body was blown away by his shock, and he fell down beside Zhuo Yifan with a thud.

Ba Cheng looked at the bloody Zhuo Yifan beside him, and said loudly: "This man is already dead, no one can withstand the explosion of the Soul Devouring Staff, brother, please, stop it quickly, you will die if you continue like this .”

"Get out of the way, I'm going to cut his body into pieces." Ba Feng frowned and said, "This person is very weird, maybe he is pretending to be dead, he must be cut into pieces to be safe."

"That's impossible...uh!"

Anyone who saw Zhuo Yifan's current state would think he was dead.

Ba Cheng thought so too.

But before he finished speaking, he felt a tightness in his neck, and a strange feeling was transmitted to his heart.

Ba Feng's terrified expression in front of him is gradually blurring.

He muttered, blood gushed out of his neck like a fountain, he turned his body and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Yifan laughed wildly: "That's right, your brother is right, I don't die so easily."

He got up and swooped forward, rushing into the void.

It's like a fish entering the sea and disappearing instantly.

"Ah... ah! Yuan Yuan, I'm going to kill you, kill you."

Ba Feng's eyes almost burst, his blood was surging, and his mouth was gushing like a fountain, but he still raised his staff and attacked wildly at the place where Zhuo Yifan disappeared.

All the Bajia warriors were terrified and approached Bafeng closely.

"Young Master Feng, what should we do? This man is a monster, he can't be killed!"

"It's over, it's over, we're really cursed."

"The legend must be true. How could this primitive outsider appear in our holy land? He must be the incarnation of the curse."

"We violated the precepts of the ancestors and assassinated brothers of the same clan, which must have aroused the wrath of the gods. This is the ancestor gods punishing us."

"Young Master Feng, let's evacuate as soon as possible, things must not be violated!"

……

The rest of the warriors were all pale, chirping like sparrows to persuade them.

"Shut up, you cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death, the warriors of my Tyrant clan have never been afraid of death, you trash, you will betray my clan sooner or later, and kill you for the future of the Tyrant clan."

He roared, and the red light in his eyes turned into blood and flowed out.

He murmured even more: "Soul Devourer!"

A series of mysterious runes suddenly rose above the staff.

The rune rotated and turned into waves of energy, which merged into the eyeballs of the staff.

The eyeballs suddenly became brighter, as if a demon had woken up and opened its eyes. The strange light made people dare not look directly at it.

The warriors of the Tyrant clan uttered terrified screams and fled in all directions.

"Quack quack, this is the original attack move of the Soul Devouring Staff. You can't escape it. Let's all become the source of power of the staff!"

On the staff, invisible giant hands suddenly stretched out, connecting every warrior of the Tyrant clan like an electric current.

The warriors of the Tyrannical Clan yelled in horror, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another.

At this moment, their hearts were ashamed.

It feels like the life potential is being sucked away like a tide.

Ba Feng has gone completely insane, he will burn his own blood at all costs.

Fully erupting the potential of the devil's heart, his heart was running overloaded and melting like crazy.

Tyrant warriors closed their eyes in despair.

They knew they were doomed.

"Hehe, that's the feeling. That's right, it's so refreshing to be integrated with the staff. Why didn't I think of this before."

Ba Feng muttered to himself, his own blood essence and spirit were also being consumed crazily, continuously entering the staff.

He closed his eyes intoxicated, ready to welcome that sacred moment.

Become one with the staff, from now on, he is the staff, and the staff is him.

He is domineering, and will become the first superpower in the tyrant's hundreds of millions of years to truly control the Soul Devouring Staff.

What three hundred warriors, what final sacrifice, go to hell!

With such a powerful force, it is enough to crush the six races, complete the unification, and become the eternal emperor.