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Chapter 498 Three Golems
Since Ye Feng knew that his opponent was a strong man in the state of distraction, how could he not summon Yan Tian? Although he was arrogant and bold, he was also cautious.

Without any words, seeing the sharp spear turned into the vermilion pen stabbing straight, Yantian raised his right hand slightly, and the boundless aura of magic way turned into a whirlpool, condensed crazily, and in Yantian's hand, an extremely dark spear His magic knife emerged, staring coldly and indifferently ahead.

The sharp spear pierced, and Yantian's hands moved, both hands clenched the magic knife, and slashed fiercely towards the front, without any cost, without any skill, only boundless coldness and ruthlessness, extreme indifference overbearing.

"Boom!" There was a violent trembling sound, the magic knife shattered, the sharp spear retracted, and Yan Tian stepped back a few steps, but his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, still ruthless and cold, only the arrogance The aura of magic to the extreme.

The magic energy continued to swirl crazily, and the magic knife was condensed again. Yantian stepped forward, and suddenly his body faced forward.

There was another violent trembling sound, and the crowd felt their eardrums buzzing, and there was severe pain. The magic knife cut down, and the second knife slashed again. Moreover, this second knife, the first knife stored The momentum of the sword came out together, and with a dance of the knife, the crazy space was about to burst. When the knife was slashed, Yantian stood still, like a demon god, and the middle-aged man, after the knife fell, his body flashed back, and his eyes were fixed on Yantian. God, my heart trembled wildly, this devilish energy was too domineering and powerful.

"It's a pity that you can only use the second demon sword!" Ye Feng thought to himself, if the third demon sword can be used, the middle-aged man must be injured, but with the current state of the sky, he can only use the demon killer nine swords It's just the second knife.

"Who is he?" At this moment, the crowd stared at Yantian, the shadow of the demon god stood proudly in the sky, as if he was the only one left in the world, and no one could put him in his eyes.

On the other side, Kui Niu and Ye Feng continued to attack the Soul Sacrifice, and finally, there was a cracking sound, the Soul Sacrifice shattered, and the word of the Sacrifice turned into countless lights and scattered. It was deep and pitch black, and in those pupils, there was still a touch of sadness that could not be concealed.

"Yuxin!" Ye Feng stared at the cycle of reincarnation and murmured. For more than ten days, every bit of it was clearly reflected in his mind. The words of seeing you again echoed in Ye Feng's mind for a long time and could not be erased.

Looking at ten thousand years, as if thousands of years had passed, Ye Feng withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the middle-aged man. A sense of coldness penetrated into the depths of his soul, and the middle-aged man trembled. He suddenly realized that today's situation, It seemed that he was a little out of his control, for the first time, he had a hint of retreat.

"Rong!" Ye Feng whispered, indifferently, the voice fell, Yan Tian's figure drifted away, and directly reached Ye Feng's body, under the shocking gaze of the crowd, Yan Tian's body and Ye Feng's body merged into one , merged together, the two were originally one person, the crowd felt short of breath, and their minds were in chaos. The mysterious young man, the number one expert on the earth, Xueguigui, was actually the same person as the cold and domineering demon god.

"Avatar, Anyou Clan!" At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes are extremely serious. The Anyou Clan is enough to make any force in the cultivation world fearful. Even though his identity is extremely unusual, he is unwilling to form an enmity with the Anyou Clan. Moreover, seeing Ye Feng and Yantian merging, he has lost the belief that he must win, but Ye Feng still has the belief that he must kill him.

The moment Ye Feng merged with Yantian's body, the world and space trembled, and the aura of heaven and earth turned into a hurricane, frantically gathering towards Ye Feng's body, and Ye Feng's body turned into a boundless vortex, absorbing everything frantically , soon, the space in this light curtain no longer has the slightest aura of heaven and earth.

"Crack!" There was another light sound, and a gap appeared in the light curtain, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside the light curtain poured in frantically, turning into long dragons, and swept towards Ye Feng madly.

"Not good!" The middle-aged man thought secretly, the demonic aura on Ye Feng's body was getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, Yan Tian just now was a clone, and now he was merging with the promoted deity, and he was also completing a breakthrough.

The vermilion pen moved, the brilliance of the stone wall overflowed, the magic talisman kept flashing out of thin air, and Jian Yu frantically moved towards Ye Feng's direction.

And Ye Feng, behind him, a huge wing slowly opened, it was the demon wing, the demon wing flapped, the hurricane swept past, Ye Feng's figure disappeared, moved again, the hurricane reappeared, and the figure flashed again, it was impossible to fathom.

After a while, the middle-aged man realized that with the promoted Ye Feng and the demon wings, it was already very difficult for him to win Ye Feng. Unfortunately, in the battle just now, he consumed a lot of energy, and many abilities cannot be used unlimitedly, especially that One time teleportation was even more exhausting. The most important thing was that he had already retreated, and he no longer lost his determination to move forward. He was timid and dared not fight to the death.

"Suck!" With a loud shout, the middle-aged vermilion pen tapped on the stone wall, and the brilliance flowed, the crowd felt trembling all over, and the strange feeling came out again, their souls trembled, and their breath gradually became sluggish.

At this moment, the tyrannical heaven and earth aura that flowed wildly also slowly calmed down. Ye Feng's temperament once again underwent a huge change, becoming deeper and more indifferent, as if without any emotion. What shocked the middle-aged man even more was that, On Ye Feng's body, there was an indistinct aura, which belonged to the aura of reincarnation.

The demon wings waved, the hurricane floated, Ye Feng's body suddenly appeared above the middle-aged man, his eyes were indifferent and pierced through everything.

"Dharma...phase...demon...honest!" Ye Feng's voice was cold, and Ye Feng's words fell, and the tyrannical demonic energy rose to the extreme at this moment.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The world trembled three times in a row, and under the horrified gaze of the crowd, three huge statues of demons floated out of Ye Feng's body, besieging the middle-aged man in the center with the force of a horn. There are three golems, one of which breeds demons in the heart, produces endless illusions, and is extremely frightening; one is icy and domineering, cold to the bone; and the third golem has a slightly weaker devilish aura, but his temperament is the most shocking. On the demon's body, what is depicted is reincarnation, which is exactly the same as the reincarnation still suspended in the air, and on this demon's body, there are also bursts of reincarnation.

At this moment, boundless coldness and fear appeared in the heart of the middle-aged man. These three golems seemed to be the incarnation of an irresistible demon god, which made him unable to resist. The boundless coldness and all kinds of demons , and the aura of reincarnation made his body tremble slightly, not daring or wanting to resist.

"Turn!" The middle-aged man bit his lip, making his mind firm, not being confused by the breath, the space fluctuated, and came out abruptly.

"Seal!" Ye Feng's voice also sounded, but it was so cold. After the voice fell, boundless devil energy was released from above the three golems. Suddenly, centered on the middle-aged man, the devil energy sealed the space. The middle-aged man snorted and his face was as pale as paper. At this moment, endless regret rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Enter my reincarnation." Ye Feng's expression was still cold, and the voice fell, above the three golems, strong fluctuations swept across, and one after another magic light sprinkled on the middle-aged man. At the same time, the soul of Ye Feng in the air, Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly Swinging towards the middle-aged man, an invisible air flow surged, the middle-aged soul trembled, and blood sprayed out, and his soul was also extremely weak. Then, it dispersed from the body and drifted away towards the gate of reincarnation in the air. irresistible.

The phantom of the soul reveals infinite fear, but everything is a foregone conclusion, his weak soul has recovered from the defeat, ascended into the sky, and entered Ye Feng's reincarnation!

(End of this chapter)