Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng was attacked by Mo Feng and Mo Bing and was a bit strenuous.

With two fists and no match for four hands, Ye Feng decided to start from the weakest part of the wind magic, and first drop the wind magic.

Since the Thunder Sword has been cultivated into an immortal weapon, the attack power has exploded, which contains the divine power in the blood of the ancient god clan, and it is almost indestructible.

Thunder Sword is like a golden meteor, breaking through the wind defense of the magic wind and passing through his shoulder socket.

A sword in the magic wind is more than just piercing the shoulder.

He felt hurt, and there was a burning tingling sensation.

Usually wounded by ordinary weapons, the wound will gradually heal under the protection of the magic element.

But this time, being thundered by Thunder Sword, the wound kept seeping with bleeding water, which was difficult to heal, which made him feel strange.

And a scorching energy burrowed into the internal organs from the wound, and the passing place was like a fire, so painful that he could hardly breathe.

This human body is too bad.

He complained about his body, and quickly urged the magic element in the magic core to repair the wound, but the effect was not obvious, and his face was pale.

"Magic wind, come here, I will see your injury."

Seeing that the magic wind was hurt, the magic witch gently lifted the bone stick, and a black gas drilled out of his bone stick, tightly attached to the wound of the magic wind.

Mo Wu felt the fairy in the wound, which was incompatible with Mo Yuan, and among the fairy, there was an energy that made him uncomfortable. He thought it was a fairy and didn't care.

The damage of the magic wind has not been reduced by the help of the magic witch, and there is even a tendency to increase.

Mo Feng knew that he was injured by a fairy, so he felt burnt by fire.

"Grandma, this kid is so young, he actually uses a fairy weapon. I don't have a weapon that we can match. We suffer."

The devil scorned: "With me in, you don't have to worry about the fairy."

The black gas released from the magic witch's bone stick, like thousands of small hands, calmed the wound of the magic wind, so that his pain was greatly reduced, and the wound gradually healed.

"No wonder you can't heal yourself. He used a fairy tool. After hurting you, the fairy spirit will erode your magic element, but I have the magic to deal with the fairy spirit, and saved thousands of demon brothers who were injured by the fairy device. ."

The magic power of the magic witch is relatively strong, and the fairy in the wound of the magic wind is expelled, so that the wound of the magic wind is healed.

"Thank you for the magical life-saving grace."

When the witch was healing the magic wind, Mobing faced Ye Feng alone, nervous and worried, afraid that Ye Feng's thunder sword would bring him a cold heart.

Of course Ye Feng will not miss a chance, the opposite is three demons, one of them is still a powerful magic witch, and the two demons will be solved soon, they will be more difficult to parry themselves.

Ye Feng's aura shield on his left wrist protects Ye Feng from the cold blade. He can devote all his energy to attacking.

Ye Feng's blood flowed all over the body, driving the Thunder Sword, and the divine power was rushing into the Thunder Sword.

If you can get rid of one person, you will be less threatened.

Ye Feng didn't use Gui Wuya's tricks to wind up and down the sky, which would distract her power, and Ye Feng wanted to devote all her energy to concentrate all her strength to destroy the magic wind or magic ice.

He used the nine swords to normalize, the thunder sword shot out, the light became dim, but the power was increased dozens of times, which contained a lot of the ancient god bloodline divine power.

Mo Wu just healed the wounds for Mo Feng. Suddenly, he felt a familiar energy coming from Ye Feng's side. It was the kind of energy that made him tremble, the power of the blood of the ancient god clan.

Five thousand years ago, he fought here with the Ice King, and the blood was killed and the corpses ran across the wild. He was defeated by this powerful divine power more than once.

Five thousand years ago, he seemed to have forgotten this power, but when he sensed it again, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the hand holding the scepter shivered.

He was shocked that the source of this divine power actually came from Ye Feng's body, at least with a real star intermediate level.

He was horrified that Ye Feng would have the bloodline of the ancient god clan, but when he thought about it, he was relieved again.

As a mortal, Ye Feng can break through the four realms of eternal life, immortal, demon, demon, and nether, and open the boundary between eternal life and human. Unless he is a big Luo Jinxian or has the blood of the god clan, otherwise it is impossible to achieve it with the power of a mortal. Arrived.

He sensed that Ye Feng's released divine power was not too powerful. It was not as strong as the god king he encountered five thousand years ago. Even the ordinary Moon God Realm's virtual moon state could not be reached. It also made him feel at ease.

It was only his surprise that he forgot to protect the magic ice that faced Ye Feng alone, and put the magic ice in a dangerous situation.

Ye Feng's Nine Swords are unified, and it seems that the sword power is weak, but the strength is secretly increased dozens of times.

What made Mo Bing unexpected was that after he flashed Ye Feng's sharp blow, he felt a deafening thunder coming from the top of his head.

A thick lightning like an electric snake struck the sky and was hitting the ice demon's head.

Seeing the lightning struck by the sky, Ye Feng was also secretly excited, and his subsidiary attack had not been very strong.

When the Thunder Sword was first practiced, the Thunder Sword was added. When the Thunder Sword was a spiritual weapon, although it also had the Thunderbolt attribute, the Thunderbolt attack formed was very low and weak.

But today, this lightning is enough to stun the magic ice.

A dazzling and powerful lightning struck directly at the top of Mo Bing's head, turning him dizzy, turning his eyes white, and the ice blade in his palm all fell to the ground.

At the moment when Mo Bing turned dizzy, thunder and lightning quickly circled around Mo Bing, and it quickly set off a phantom.

A leaf of shadow flashed across Ye Feng's palm, and a powerful death breath spread to the surroundings silently.

The amulet in the Soul Gathering Order has been running rapidly, and a small black hole has been formed in the middle. The connection with the amulet has been completed, and from there, the scream of the ghost crying and howling.

The Soul Gathering Order was tightly attached to Mobing's chest, and a black light penetrated into his body, like a huge devil's claw, tightly grasping the Demon Soul in Mobing's Demon Core.

Mobing felt a pain in her chest and opened her mouth wide. She seemed to want to make a sound for help, but she couldn't make any sound.

He felt the depth of his magic core, a ray of magic soul under a powerful suction, drilled out of the pores.

At the moment when the demon soul was sucked away, the devil's core in Mobing's body was torn apart, and the person fell.

Originally it was the body of an old man, completely because the magic soul of Mobing stimulated his blood and controlled his body.

At this time, Mo Feng and Mo Wu thought of saving Mo Bing, but Ye Feng's thunder formed a storm, blocking them and Mo Bing.

Mo Wu understood this, why his brothers would disappear without a trace, and the Demon Soul could not feel it at all. It turned out that they were all sent to the Nether by the Soul Gathering Order.

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