Ungodly Evil Spirit

"you……"

Like most of the people present, Feng Wu's heart set off a stormy sea. The person in front of him was not only powerful, with many means, but also an external avatar.

It was not wrong to be broken just now.

"Hand over your barefoot golden crow, don't force me to kill you!"

Ye Fan looked at Feng Wu's eyes gradually becoming fierce, and the Heavenly Sword pointed directly at Feng Wu, threatening.

"How...how could it be that Feng Wu unexpectedly lost!"

Seeing the situation completely reversed at this moment, everyone was shocked.

The famous black-faced Ghost Sha, unexpectedly lost to a young man who had just shown his edge.

If it weren't for the pursuit of speed this time, Ye Fan made some dazzling deeds, who would know Lin Feng.

"I knew that Brother Feng would not lose, and he would be stronger!"

Xiao Yang whispered to himself, and Xue Jian both looked at Ye Fan with respect.

In their eyes, Ye Fan was as unfathomable as ever, and more terrifying than before.

After all, a **** profound pill brought about a hundred thousand years of profound cultivation, not for nothing.

At this moment, facing their combined attack power, I was afraid that the **** inch of light would be enough to deal with, and there was no need to use dragon power.

Even against Feng Wu, Ye Fan didn't show this big hole card again.

"You are indeed a dark horse. With your strength, it is not a problem at all to enter the top ten in Purgatory, it is a pity..."

At this moment, even Feng Wu had to be convinced, but the final tone became a little strange.

"What a pity?"

Ye Fan asked subconsciously.

"It's a pity that my subordinates don't have a living. After today, you will still die, and you will die miserably!"

Feng Wu's face hidden under the black mask gradually became hideous.

"Do you have any other skills?"

Ye Fan was a little surprised at this moment, but he was not shocked.

After all, he is already a strong player at this level. It is not surprising that there are some bottom cards at the bottom of the box. It is just that most of this type of power requires a price or a huge limit.

It's like the way of **** on Ye Fan's body and the way of killing asura.

"On Huangquan Road, you should understand, go to death!"

Feng Wu roared suddenly, his body made a sudden change, and a dark whirlpool gradually appeared in his abdomen.

"Wow..."

As soon as the whirlpool came out, it directly caused the storm to change, and black clouds gathered and gathered above Feng Wu's head. The darkness enveloped the world, revealing a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"This...this is the power of hell!"

Ye Fan looked at this familiar scene, his eyes trembled violently, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Unexpectedly, your kid has some knowledge, **** ghost evil, boundless sea of ​​suffering!"

Feng Wu's voice gradually became hoarse and merciless, as if he were a ghost from hell.

"Hahahaha, it's really interesting, let us see whose **** is stronger!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter with infinite fighting spirit in his eyes.

Although he was enveloped by Feng Wu's hell, he was fearless.

"This... is this man crazy?"

Under Feng Wu's **** power, everyone was trembling with fright. At this moment, even Xiao Yang frowned.

Only Ye Fan laughed loudly.

"Brother Feng, be careful..."

Xiao Yang and others reminded from a distance, but they were only half-talking, but they were stunned.

Because there was an unforgettable scene in front of them.

I saw that Ye Fan's body was gradually eroded by the darkness, and thousands of pitch-black vortexes filled his whole body, finally converging in the world.

"Boom!"

The sky trembled, and a vast vortex appeared, directly covering the sky and the earth, and from the vortex, an ancient, dark, and cold breath came out.

Feeling this breath, many people were so frightened that they knelt to the ground, and the depth and cold from the whirlpool made their backs chill.

"This is the real hell? How...how is it possible!"

As for Feng Wu, his body trembled violently and his face was full of disbelief.

His body, only a whirlpool appeared in his abdomen, instead of turning into a whirlpool like Ye Fan.

The size of the two **** vortexes is also very different because of the world.

There is only one reason. What Feng Wu displays is not the real power of hell, but the power imitated by the strongest of the ghost race to understand the real hell.

"Are you a practitioner of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Feng Wu was so horrified that he had already forgotten the crisis state he was in and asked subconsciously.

The real **** can only be condensed by the strong who practice **** reincarnation, and such people have always been pursued by the strong ghost clan.

"Black Flame Hell, suppress!"

It is a pity that the only person who answered Feng Wu was Ye Fan's indifferent and ruthless words, which came from the whirlpool of hell.

"Boom!"

The moment the sound appeared, the entire **** vortex pressed against Feng Wu while rotating, it was as if the entire sky had collapsed.

"what……"

Many people present were so scared that they squatted on the ground, making screams, as if they had all seen death.

Feng Wu looked up, his eyes gradually becoming dull.

The **** vortex he condensed, under the real black flame hell, looked so ridiculous, and was swallowed in an instant.

And the person that Heiyan Hell really wants to take away is him.

"I didn't expect... I really didn't expect... to enter the hell, it is what my generation thinks, I am not wronged in death, ha ha!"

Feng Wu finally smiled miserably, found a reason for his defeat, and resolutely gave up resistance.

...

A few miles away, the power of the black flame **** is much smaller here, but the sky is still pitch black.

"Miss, this seems to be the power of hell, is it a black-faced ghost?"

The green-clothed woman felt the terrifying aura from the front, and she couldn't help but shudder.

The first woman just frowned, but did not answer.

"Is this Lin Feng really so powerful that he actually forced the black-faced Ghost Sha to use all the power of hell, you must know that this method is extremely restrictive!"

A disciple standing behind the two gave a startled thought.

"In any case, the barefoot golden crow is something that the young lady must get, we can't let the black face ghost evil go first!"

The green-clothed woman nodded, with the same horror on her face, and at the same time looked at the head woman inquiringly.

"Lv Ji, do you remember that time? Feng Wu is not the only one who possesses the power of **** in this world!"

The leading woman pondered for a moment, and finally spoke.

"what?"

After hearing this, the woman in green gave a sudden, as if thinking of something, she exclaimed: "Miss, are you saying that Lin Feng is..."

"The **** power of the black-faced ghost evil is strong, but it is far from this level. The ghost race respects hell. This power is only the real hell!"

A ghost disciple added, making the green-clothed woman's eyes trembled, and she became more sure of her thoughts.

"Go, go and take a look!"

The leading woman's beautiful eyes flickered, and she walked straight forward.