Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The sharp claws roared and surged.

Hoo Hoo!

Ye Feng's body twinkled. With his mental perception, he accurately resisted claw shadow attacks. Fortunately, after wearing the blood god armor, Ye Feng's agility and strength have been greatly improved, so that he can barely resist under the hard collision with the corpse.

However, the power of artistic conception has been stimulated once, but it is not possible to urge it again in a short time.

"Bang bang!"

The corpse was stiff as if crazy, followed Ye Feng's figure, and the fierce attacks were like a shadow.

If ye Feng hadn't had extraordinary mental power and heavenly body method, I'm afraid he would have died under such a fierce attack.

"This monster is really powerful. It can still play such a powerful attack after being hit by Qianyuan Qi. Now my artistic conception power is exhausted and there is no means to kill it. What should I do? Can I only endure until the next artistic conception power is ready?"

Ye Feng was thinking like this. When he said it, another sharp claw awn grabbed his head like lightning.

The speed was a beat slower. At this time, it was too late for him to dodge.

Ye Feng was so nervous that he bit his teeth and moved his mind. A fire red strange bird suddenly appeared on his body, which changed his strength into armor. At the same time, he tried to push the light mask excited by blood god armor up.

At this moment, only with these two means to resist a blow.

The fierce claw awn broke through the air and sent out bursts of sonic booms. When it was about to attack Ye Feng, the fire red rosefinch strange bird waved its wings and protected Ye Feng, impressively resisting the claw awn.

"Dong!"

The claw awn hit the rosefinch's virtual shadow and sent out a burst sound. Soon the red light was collected and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the residual wave of the claw awn fell down, and the blood god armor burst out a rolling red light, such as the sea tide, which instantly dissolved the excess fierce strength.

Ye Feng's figure trembled slightly and immediately stepped back a few steps. His face was slightly white. When he looked down, the blood god armor seemed to be safe and sound without any damage.

"It's all right!" seeing this, he put down his hanging heart somehow.

"Hoo!"

Just when Ye Feng secretly rejoiced that he had resisted the attack of the corpse's stiff claw, a group of gray and black evil spirit had spewed out from the mouth of the corpse's stiff fangs and shrouded down towards Ye Feng.

This time, the gray and black evil spirit did not agglomerate as before, but scattered in the air, expanded and released, and even shrouded the position of several feet around, so that Ye Feng had nowhere to escape.

"No!"

Seeing that the whole body was gray and black, Ye Feng was forced to excite the flame lion out.

However, under the attack of this gray and black evil spirit, the flame around the flame lion rose, and then it was wiped out in an instant. This top-grade monster on the mysterious stage, which has always been invincible, suddenly swayed and unsteady like drunk.

The poison is so strong that even the flame lion can't resist it.

Ye Feng's face was bitter and astringent. It seemed that he could not escape death after all.

The gray and black evil Qi can easily corrupt even the artistic conception power. The power can be seen in general. Now the vitality armor has been scattered by the dead claw. The blood god armor can only protect against physical attacks, and there is nothing to do with this nihilistic means.

Do you really want to die here this time?

Father and Hua Ling, but they are still waiting for their own rescue!

"Eh, what a strong smell of corpse evil spirit, this violent and cruel smell. It seems that you haven't smelled such a good smell for a long time. Hey, boy, can you give me this corpse evil spirit?"

Just when Ye Feng was unwilling, there was a slow voice in his mind.

It's yuan Ling that I haven't seen for a long time.

Ye Feng's face was so excited that he quickly shouted, "your mother, take it quickly if you want!"

"Then Benyuan spirit is welcome." the voice of Yuanling in the sea of God sounded again.

"Hoo!"

As the wind roared, a powerful swallowing force surged out of Ye Feng's head. The air in the void immediately moved and formed a small vortex, pulling the gray and black evil Qi from around.

"Roar!"

On the other side not far from Ye Feng's side, the corpse was stiff, with a frightened look in his eyes. His face looked like a great enemy and became restless.

As the gray and black evil Qi dissipated and weakened, finally, the corpse stiff changed from the first huff and puff to back suction, trying to take back the evil Qi it vomited.

The days and months multiplying the corpse and the essence of life are the source of the source of its strength.

The stronger the spirit of corpse evil, the stronger the power of corpse evil.

Once absorbed by the yuan spirit, the overall strength of the dead body will immediately disappear. At that time, it can't survive in the burial pit.

Monsters, other corpses and occasionally intruders are all their great enemies, so when they see each other, they are not afraid of the attack of their own corpse evil spirit, and even absorb the original power that they rely on to protect their lives. Even if this corpse is not smart, he knows that something bad is going on.

However, the power of Yuan Ling is far from being comparable to this corpse.

The suction between the two is not directly proportional. Not only the spirit of corpse evil excited by corpse stiffness is absorbed by Yuan Ling, but also light fog is ejected along the seven orifices of corpse stiffness, which is also continuously pulled and absorbed by the small vortex on Ye Feng's head.

They can't escape or recover at all.

"Wave!"

After a few minutes, with a light sound, all the gray and black evil Qi around flashed away, and all were swallowed up by the yuan spirit in a very short time.

Not only could not see a trace of gray black evil spirit in the whole void, but even the spirit of corpse evil spirit in the corpse stiff body was absorbed, which made this corpse stiff enough to compare with the master of half step virtual realm, and its strength decreased to the point of congenital one or two at most.

In other words, now the corpse is stiff and completely fragile.

That kind of feeling from strength to weakness in an instant is too abnormal. Ye Feng even saw the powerful monster that almost killed himself just now, and almost fell to the ground.

He smiled and stepped forward in vain.

"Woo!"

The corpse was frightened in his only eyes. He looked at Ye Feng and was about to run away. However, Ye Feng would let it leave. The broken knife was thrown out and directly cut in two, and the raging flame burned the corpse's whole body.

At this moment, he was calm in his heart, put away the blood god armor and the weak flame lion king, and sat down on the ground with a somewhat listless look.