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Ye Feng observed the phantom god statue with the eyes of a destiny god. The original beauty disappeared, and there was a sinister and evil feeling. Moreover, there was a trace of invisible vitality in the body of the demon disciples who were caught in the illusion. To the statue of the phantom god.

Ye Feng realized that as long as someone fell into the illusion in front of the statue, he would have vitality, and he would be absorbed by the ghost without knowing it. The energy of the illusion god was obtained from the person who fell into the illusion.

Just before I fell into the illusion in front of the statue, it also meant that a ray of vitality was sucked away by him.

"Shameless and despicable, actually let us fall into the illusion and draw our energy from us."

Illusion God sneered: "Let you satisfy your desires in the illusion, and have a spring dream. How can the original God do useless work, and nature should also receive some remuneration."

I heard that his vitality was sucked away by the statue of the phantom god when he entered the illusion, and the faces of the demon clan disciples changed greatly. Fortunately, they were not too long in the illusion, and they were awakened by Ye Feng in time. One in a half.

They were shocked by the cold sweat, if they endlessly fell into the illusion, wouldn't their whole body be exhausted by it?

Illusory God's face is fierce: "Boy, you have broken the good things of the God, and the God will not let you go. Let you try the God's Blood Seal of the God."

"Humph, I won't let you go, let's pretend to be a ghost, let it die."

The thundering sword in Ye Fengyang's hand, chopped to the magical god with the blaze of purple fire, but the three-foot-long thundering sword faced like a embroidery needle with a length of ten feet.

Ye Feng's heart moved, and the Thunder Sword grew bigger in the air, and it became as tall as the statue. It was more than ten feet long, spraying a burning flame, and it was extremely powerful.

The illusionary god looks ugly. Just now, the graceful and graceful face of the goddess becomes like a demon. Although it is a statue, it has a devilish look.

With a sneer, he stretched out his huge palm, and a dozen strange handprints were formed on his palm, and a strong red light radiated from the palm of his hand, Yin red like blood, a strong and evil blood scent, spreading in the space. Later, Leng Sen's blood became a beam of light, shining on the Thunder Sword.

The blazing flame on the blade of the thunder came out with a thump. The blade seemed to encounter sticky air, getting slower and slower, and then stopped more than a foot away from the magic.

Ye Feng has a creepy feeling, feeling that there are countless evil spirits rushing out of the phantom god's body, Yin Hong is like blood, and each looks like a skeleton.

This is the evil and powerful blood evil spirit in the Heavenly Blood Blood Seal displayed by the Magic God.

This kind of breath is like substance, shocking waves, containing more powerful energy than Jianyi, blocking the Thunder Sword.

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart: "Blood evil transforms, this illusion god does not know how many blood evil spirits of ancient demon soul absorbed, will condense such a powerful blood evil breath.

Boom, a giant hand of the size of a magical round table, full of blood, like a ball, gently tapped, and a swell of light rushed directly back to Thunder Sword.

Ye Feng shuddered in his heart, and the contact with Thunder Sword was almost broken up. His finger pinched a sword tactic, and took the shaky Thunder Sword in his hand.

Magic God sneered: "The pearl of rice also shines."

This phantom god statue has consumed countless ancient demon souls for thousands of years. All the sixth-level demon souls, as long as they fall into the illusion, have been sucked by their blood, and there are many ancient demon souls in his body. Provide motivation.

Ye Feng was furious in his chest and refused to accept his airway: "The pearl of rice grains? Just look at how many pearls of rice I have."

The sword pavilion in the medicine king's ring came a little hot, and more than 19,000 fairy swords thundered suddenly, knowing that they were going to fight, like a cheering child.

These fairy swords were collected by Ling Yuanzi in the sword pavilion. I don't know how many years they have been treasured. They used to be the king of battle for each sword, drinking blood and absorbing souls.

Since Ye Feng got the sword pavilions, they have not refined them, they still have the mark of Ling Yuanzi.

They are silent in the sword pavilion. I don't know how many thousands of years it was.

They are not willing to be lonely, but eager to fight.

Ling Yuanzi gave them to Ye Feng, and they regarded Ye Feng as their master.

When Ye Feng released them, they were immediately renewed, and the fighting intentions that had been wiped out by the years came back.

More than 10,000 fairy swords flew out of the sword pavilion, blazing a colorful light, and turned into a ten thousand sword dragon, and the swords of one handle fairy sword, mixed together, is the roar of the dragon, and even the earth was shaken. .

Each sword used to be the god of war on the battlefield. The immortals are extremely powerful. Tens of thousands of swords, like the surging sea of ​​swords, surround the fantasy gods in it.

Seeing the sparkling, powerful and domineering Wanjian dragon, the illusion felt the suffocation of death for the first time.

He secretly shocked, more than ten thousand fairy swords, surging fairy spirits, huge sword intentions, his huge body of more than ten feet long in front of the heavenly sword giant dragon, also became small, as if unable to withstand a blow.

Illusory God sneered: "This is a bit like it is not a group of fairy swords, nothing great."

The dark light on him suddenly became hot, and the turbulent vitality in the stone palace rushed to his body. He was like an inflatable balloon. His body swelled and suddenly rose to twenty or thirty feet.

A strong breath of law emanated from him. Within dozens of miles of the magic temple, ghosts spewed from the ground, and a groaning ghost screamed, endlessly.

Ghosts, human races, demons, demon races, fierce beasts, densely packed, surrounded Ye Ye and disciples.

Some demon disciples were terrified: "What's the matter, is this a phantom?"

"Everyone is ready to fight. Are these phantoms, the souls absorbed by the phantom gods, they are released? Here, the phantom realm of the phantom gods, please be careful."

The demon disciples immediately formed a circle and prepared for defense.

The phantom laughed proudly: "Here is my territory. When you reach my territory, you are ready to be my food, haha."

The huge lightsaber in his hand, emitting dazzling black light, blocked the purple stegosaurus in the air. The huge lightsaber, under the impact of the purple stegosaurus composed of more than ten thousand fairy swords, fell apart in two breaths.

The phantom god was shocked to take a few steps backwards, and was surprised: "Boy, there are two sons, the consciousness is very powerful, and you can actually manipulate so many swords. Let you see the benefits of this phantom domain."

There are two large bags on the left and right sides of the phantom's head, which look like ordinary watermelons.

The big ball continued to shatter, dropping debris, revealing two heads.