Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 124
The power emanating from Ling Ao's body at this moment made Ye Feng feel extremely familiar, it was exactly the same as the power hidden in Ye Xiaoyue's wound before.

According to what Qinglong said, this kind of power is called the power of the nether world, and I am afraid that the power of the nether world has a great relationship with Ye Xiaoyue's life experience.

Ever since Ye Xiaoyue practiced the secret technique regardless of the consequences, the ghost power in her body disappeared. Ye Feng also guessed that Ye Xiaoyue absorbed it, but she didn't see her use it, and other things were busy , I actually forgot about this.

Seeing Ling Ao exerting such power now, he couldn't help worrying about Ye Xiaoyue again.

"How dare you be distracted!"

Ling Ao punched out, and endless devilish energy rolled in, as if to swallow everything.

Ye Feng came back to his senses, and with a backhand sword, the dazzling horse slashed out, and the sharp sword energy tore apart the demonic energy.

However, the devilish energy seemed to be very corrosive, and the place torn apart by the sword energy quickly closed again and swallowed the sword energy.

"I said, you have to pay a hundred times the price for your previous actions, and I will kill everyone around you one by one, hahahaha!"

Ling Ao laughed wildly, his face was distorted, and he no longer looked like a normal person.

In Ye Feng's visualization, a force in Ling Ao's body was gradually awakening, devouring his sanity, and there was a terrifying remnant soul in that arm.

When the ghost power in his right arm is fully awakened, his soul may be swallowed by the demon, turning him into a demon who only knows how to kill.

With a thought in Ye Feng's mind, the Kunwu sword was covered with a layer of undead spirit flames, and the entire blade turned crimson.

Qinglong once said that the undead spirit flame can refine the power of the netherworld, let's try it out to see how effective it is.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng turned into Liu Guang and stabbed Ling Ao with his sword.

"court death!"

Ling Ao stretched out his right hand and grasped it, endless demonic energy gathered, and then he pushed it out, and the vast magical energy seemed to have no end, pouring over the sky and covering the sky, wherever it passed, even the special floor tiles on the ground were corroded. Shocking traces, this is the first time the arena has been damaged since the start of the Hidden Dragon Club, which shows the power of the devil energy.

"burn!"

When Ye Feng gave an order, the Kunwu sword immediately ignited raging flames, and the clanging of the sword kept ringing, and Ye Feng plunged headlong into the demonic energy fearlessly.

Soon, the endless devilish energy swallowed him up. The arena was covered by black devilish energy, and the eyes of ordinary monks could not see the situation in the ring through the devilish energy.

Ge Hong sighed: "The power of the demons has gone berserk, and the boy is out of control. I'm afraid the two of them are in danger."

Zhang Yang said: "The power of the demons cannot be manipulated by humans. He just did it on his own."

The two commented one sentence at a time, without paying attention to the life and death of Ye Feng and Ling Ao at all. They are high above them, they are strong men from the Wushuang Hall, and the lives of Ye Feng and others are nothing to them. the difference.

After Ye Feng rushed into the demonic energy, there was no sound from the ring for a long time, no one came out, and the demonic energy did not dissipate.

Suddenly, in the pitch-black demonic energy, a dazzling red light lit up, like a star illuminating the night, it was particularly conspicuous.

Soon, the red light spread and turned into a hurricane of flames. Wherever it passed, all the magic energy dissipated invisible.

Ye Feng was bathed in the flames, pointed his long sword, and the sharp sword energy pierced the sky.

Just hearing a "puchi", Ling Ao's right arm was cut off by the sword energy, and he flew into the air.

Ge Hong and Zhang Yang showed shock for the first time. Ge Hong said: "His flame is a very high-quality strange fire. This young man should have an extraordinary soul."

"Dual souls?" Zhang Yang looked at the Kunwu sword in Ye Feng's hand. On top of the Kunwu sword, there was also a strong life soul power.

However, he then shook his head and sighed: "Double Soul Destiny Cultivator, bye bye is a waste of talent."

What he said about wasting talent was naturally because he saw Ye Feng's state and believed that his foundation was not solid, even if he had dual life souls, he would not be able to become a great weapon.

Chu Qianfeng and Sima Ce fixed their eyes on Ye Feng. They knew that Ye Feng had more than two souls.

Chu Tianxing said to Zhang Yang: "Brother, this person's name is Ye Feng. He has at least three life souls, but his cultivation talent is unsightly."

"More than three souls?"

"That's such a pity."

Ge Hong sighed, no matter how many life souls there are, but with Ye Feng's current state, it is obvious that he has missed the golden period of cultivation, and there is no value in cultivating them.

Genius, the most indispensable thing in the wasteland is genius. As the elder of Wushuang Hall, Ge Hong has long been used to seeing all kinds of geniuses, but no matter how talented he is, he has to rely on his strength to speak in the end.

Talent can only make you go faster on the path of practice, but if the path of practice is broken, no matter how fast you go, it will be in vain.

In Ge Hong's view, Ye Feng is like this.

On the ring, after Ling Ao lost his right arm, there was no blood at the place where the arm was severed, but thick black smoke came out. Then, he rolled his eyes and fell directly on the ring, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ling Kangcheng was shocked and wanted to go to the arena to see the situation, but was stopped by Sima Ce.

I saw the black smoke rising into the air, transforming into a gigantic hideous face with a chilling smile.

At the same time, an extremely cold spiritual force rushed into Ye Feng's mind, and an unpleasant voice sounded like rusty iron rubbing: "From your body, I smell the breath of the clansman, and said, where is he?"

"It's just a remnant soul, dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

The undead spirit flames overwhelmingly suppressed that hideous face, refining it into nothingness. Before it disappeared, Ye Feng's voice kept resounding in his mind.

"You are carrying the undead spirit flame, you must be his descendant, you must be."

"Remember, you must go to the extreme north in the future to open the seal of our family."

"Open the seal!"

The ferocious face disappeared, and the voice in Ye Feng's mind also disappeared. He looked at the black arm in midair, and it was obvious that the person who spoke before was a remnant soul left in the arm.

Although his voice sounded terrifying, Ye Feng felt that he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

And what did he mean by the words he left to Ye Feng in the end? Could it be that he recognized Ye Feng's identity and what the seal was.

Ye Feng felt as if he had fallen into a huge mystery, but he couldn't grasp any clues, and his eyes were in chaos.

Ye Feng suddenly remembered Qinglong's instructions, telling him to return to Yunhen City in three years, maybe there will be an answer there.

Ye Feng fell to the ground, and saw Ling Kangcheng rushing into the ring, hugging Ling Ao's body, he felt relieved after realizing that Ling Ao still had a breath, but he still stared at Ye Feng with murderous look in his eyes.

But Ye Feng didn't break the rules, and he didn't dare to fight in front of so many people, so he had to leave the ring with Ling Ao in his arms.

Sima Ce said: "Ye Fengsheng, after a stick of incense, you can challenge him."

At this time, the battle in another arena had just ended. After a fierce battle, Wang Zhiwen won without any surprise and became the leader of the ring. Zhang Hao stood silently, knowing that his trip to Qianlong Club was over. There are two opportunities to challenge, but he knows that he is no match for others.

At this time, a figure walked onto the ring where Sima Changkong was. To everyone's surprise, the person who walked onto the ring was none other than Chu Tianhao.

One is the favorite to win the championship, and the other is the biggest dark horse of this year. The two actually met before the final.

After all, who will come out on top?
(End of this chapter)