Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 177: The Strongest Battle

Over the sky, Shi Feng and the wind and rain have stopped her body. Shi Feng is standing on the wolf. The energy in her body has been consumed by the resistance of the previous blow. The body looks like it has lost its power, like a candle in the wind. , Shaky on the wolf.

Shi Feng quickly swallowed a four-pin elixir of healing, then operated Jiuyou Gong, and devoured energy with the Holy Fire.

"Suddenly blocked this attack again!" Feng Qianyu looked forward at Shi Feng, followed by swallowing one of the four products of healing Dan and Yuan Dan, and his face was now full of murder. If this continues Let him grow up, there will be endless troubles!

"The bloodthirsty magic is really extraordinary. In a short time, Yuanli even recovered so fast!" Looking at the energy consumed by the stone maple ahead, Feng Qianyu naturally believed that the bloodthirsty magical power swallowed the blood. In fact, I don't know that Shi Feng also has nine meditation powers that devour death.

As soon as the figure moved, Feng Qianyu flew towards Shi Feng quickly, and the air flow in the palm of his right hand spun, killing tricks once again condensed in his hand.

This time when the wind and rain rushed, Shi Feng looked indifferent, staring down at him, lying in the desert sand below, densely packed with thousands of human and monster bodies, whispered softly in his mouth: "Almost Now. "

Shi Feng's hands were printed, and the hand prints kept changing, and he drank in his mouth: "Nine you! All corpses!" Then the hand prints were separated, and Shi Feng's hands were wide, as if welcoming the storm and rain. The gusts of wind, the fluttering stone maple's long hair fluttered, and thousands of bodies in the desert seemed to have a strong gravitational pull, floating quickly into the void.

The corpse formation, as the name implies, is a large formation composed of tens of corpses, but against a group of two-star Wu Zong warriors, Shi Feng believes that with his current strength, thousands of corpses will be deployed!

"All corpses, the corpses of the dead emperor!" Feng Qianyu saw a corpse with a suspended void, remembering the legend of the corpses, and exclaimed quickly.

Everyone knows that this is the death of the emperor, and Ling Yefeng, the death emperor, is the ninth disciple of the great emperor Jiuyou. Created by You Great Emperor Nether, passed on Ling Yefeng!

A corpse with suspended voids, a burst of black death spread out, filling the void.

"The corpse of the corpses is the method of arranging the corpses of 10,000 corpses. You have only 2,000 corpses, and you are only in the realm of the Five Star Wu Wang, even if you lay the corpses of the corpses!"

"This place still kills you!" Feng Qianyu shouted loudly, and the killing move condensed by the right palm blasted out, the situation changed color, the strong wind roared again, and a huge sword like the sword of **** punishment was in Shifeng. The sky condenses, like a giant mountain, and it slams down, beneath the giant sword, as if everything must be shattered.

"Break it for me!" Shi Feng also screamed, a sword stabbed, filled with the black air of death, and as Shi Feng's movements swarmed up into the sky, forming a huge black forefinger, pointing down and falling down Great sword.

"Oh!" With one finger, a huge wind sword like the sword of punishment was broken like glass, and at the same time, the black index finger was completely dissipated.

"How is it possible!" Feng Qianyu looked at all this in horror. Although the attack just now seemed calm and did not have the trembling sound like the previous roar, but his own blow was a condensate of his whole body's strength. Hit, it was easily broken.

"All corpses move together!" Shi Feng drank again, and a corpse of humans and monsters suspended in the void suddenly seemed to come alive. A corpse moved, and the black radiated from the corpse exuded. The breath of death was a little heavier than before.

Shi Feng raised the bloodthirsty sword in his hand high, first dyed with forest white, then burned with **** flames, at the same time, a huge **** flame giant sword condensed in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the thick black death air emanating from the dead body seemed to be attracted by a strong force, and they also surged towards the Scarlet Flame Sword.

The raging blood-colored flame suddenly turned into a black flame of death, and the entire sword was doubled in strength. Then, Shi Feng yelled, "This young man wants to see who he is. Who to kill! "

The shout did not fall, Shi Feng was cut off with a sword, the huge black flame sword, with Shi Feng's action, chopped down fiercely towards the wind and rain in front, as if the giant pillar fell down.

"No! How can this be! This power!" Feng Qianyu stared at the sky with his eyes wide open, his face horrified and unbelievable, "How is it possible that he is just a five-star martial arts kingdom, and he laid the incomplete corpse? Array, how could such a powerful force erupt, what the **** is going on! "

Immediately after that, Feng Qianyu yelled, and his horrified expression suddenly became firm. "I don't believe this one. Today, I can't stop even a smashing attack from a martial arts kingdom!"

"The wind dragon is coming!" Feng Qianyu shouted loudly and pushed out with both palms. Suddenly a huge wind dragon took shape and raised a huge dragon head with a long chant. The sound of the dragon chant resounded through the heavens and the sky, and the sword was cut down from above , The power of the dragon rises wildly.

Fenglong is coming, and the fire dragon that Feng Xinyan once played in the flame territory and magma is the same as the Tianfeng Sect. However, Fengxinyan's fire dragon is not the same as the wind dragon that Feng Qianyu played today. comparable.

"Boom!" In the void, two huge forces collided again. They were stronger and more powerful than before. At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted. This is their life. The strongest force I've seen and the strongest battle, this battle has been written into the history of the Yunlai Empire.

The chaotic energy rages, a lot of wind and air, a lot of black death, a violent **** flame, and a dazzling forest white light, swallowing the entire sky. Although their attention has been focused on, no one can see it. The battle situation in the sky now is over, who wins or loses.

"Lao Wu, Shao Feng is your master. Can you see who won?" Chang Zunqing asked Wu Xiaoyun nervously.

"I don't know. My contact time with the host is almost a few days behind you." Wu Xiaoyun said, then looked at Ye Wuxie and asked: "Old night, you have known my host for the longest time, can you see it?"

"I know the kid, and I can't miss you for a few days." Ye Wuxie said, then prayed, "The kid must win. If he dies, we will wait to be chopped by the wind and rain." Kill it! "

(End of this chapter)