The middle-aged male protagonist roared angrily, and a yin and yang gossip pattern emerged in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng discovered that the space around him suddenly changed.

No, to be precise, it was not that the space had changed, but that it entered the realm of middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man is a false saint, and his field of use is much more terrifying than that of a powerful man in the Qiankun Realm.

Because in the realm there is not only the transformation of supernatural powers, the marks of life for cultivation, but also the rules of heaven and earth, and the meaning of the holy path are integrated into it. Once it is used, it is equivalent to a person controlling a world, just like a master, and any existence within it must be snuggled under his will power and cannot resist.

Now a middle-aged man uses his field to concentrate his strength against Ye Feng, and wants to kill Ye Feng to this end.

In an instant, Ye Feng felt that the space around him was filled with the breath of Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua, and the entire space was twisting and rotating. He was in the realm, as if he felt like he was falling into the cycle of reincarnation for all ages.

Just as his feeling just happened, a picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The picture is a huge mansion. At this moment, he appeared in the mansion. Looking at the decoration of the mansion, it looked like a Taoist temple, ancient and elegant, and it was quiet inside.

Suddenly, Taoist priests emerged from the Taoist temple. They held swords, guns, sticks, and even some of them were disheveled, and their bodies were filled with demonic energy, evil energy, ghost energy, and resentment roared fiercely, and they rushed towards Ye Feng like crazy.

The auras of these Taoists are quite good. Although they have not reached the level of a false saint, they are also at the highest level of the Qiankun Realm. Now they kill me at me, it seems that they want to suppress me here!

Ye Feng's current strength exploded with all his strength and swept across all existences in the Qiankun Realm.

After a while, he killed all of them.

However, just as he killed all these Taoist priests, the picture in front of him changed again and appeared in a small town.

As soon as he appeared, the monks in the town looked at him, as if they had some sense, without any unnecessary nonsense, like humanoid machines controlled by others, all of them were killed at him.

Ye Feng's face was solemn. The number of monks in the town was more dense than that in the Taoist temple. It was dense, almost reaching more than 200 people. Moreover, each of them had good cultivation and was infinitely close to the Great Perfection of the Qiankun Realm.

Although these monks could not pose any threat to him, there were too many people. So many monks broke out and rushed towards him, and he felt oppression and danger.

He activated the Taixu Qiankun Furnace and covered it, and suddenly a large area of ​​monks were burned and refined.

Ye Feng was like a dragon, shuttled through the crowd, holding a gun of light and darkness, killing all directions and suppressing everyone.

Every time the sword goes down, a monk is killed.

After about half a stick of incense, all the monks in the town were killed by Ye Feng, and a strong smell of blood filled the town, which was disgusting.

Ye Feng was also tired and angry. Although he had countless resources, his energy was limited. He could not bear it even if he continued to kill him.

Hurry!

Just as he was breathing.

The picture in front of him disappeared again.

When he appeared, he actually came to a sect.

This sect is extremely vast, profound and ancient.

There are more children of the sect and stronger.

There are thousands of people, and each of them has the Great Perfection of the Realm of the Transformation of the Universe.

Ye Feng was in the center of the sect, and countless children looked at him fiercely, with murderous aura.

Ye Feng frowned.

He understood a little.

The middle-aged man brought him into the field, which was in an infinite cycle, constantly showing scenes. Every time one appeared, both the number and strength of the people were increasing. This was to make him tired and eventually be strangled here.

What a sinister means, this is the power of his domain, it is indeed terrible, but Ye Feng, I, will not be at your mercy. Your domain is filled with the aura of Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua. Although the will of the false saint and the laws of heaven and earth are integrated into it, it is not unbreakable. If you want to destroy these numerous pictures and break out of the cage, you must release a more terrifying aura and power than it. Light and darkness are very strong, but with my current strength, it is not enough. Since that is the case

Ye Feng's eyes widened, and he didn't want to be merciless anymore.

A hot blood and breath of life burned on his body.

He activated the ancient magical powers and the Blood and Nether Divine Art.

The Blood and Nether Divine Art is a magical power to improve its strength, and it is even serious to be self-harm. But Ye Feng has no choice but to break this repetitive picture and get out of the field, he can only activate the Blood and Nether Divine Art, burn his life, and forcibly increase his strength.

Master, you are burning your life. This technique can have a great impact on your lifespan. There is no need to fight this person so hard. This old man can help you!

Seeing Ye Feng activate the Blood-Dark Divine Technique, burning life, and the Heaven-Suppressing Flag Artifact Spirit in the ring, he exclaimed immediately.

In its opinion, Ye Feng had no need to fight so hard. At this point, he could completely help Ye Feng with his arm and deal with a mere pseudo-saint, which could completely suppress him.

How could Ye Feng not know how powerful the old man with the spirit of the weapon, but he knew that the old man with the spirit of the weapon could suppress the false saint, but he still had to activate the Blood and Nether Divine Art at all costs, just relying on his own strength to defeat the false saint.

If he wanted to rely on the old man with the spirit of the weapon, why would he have to fight with the middle-aged man for so long? He would completely use the old man with the spirit of the weapon to suppress the middle-aged man from the beginning.

Since he experienced everything in hell, his mentality has changed. He does not want to transition and rely on the power of others. Only with his own strength is the king of everything.

After he told the old man Yiling that thought, the latter remained silent and had been with Ye Feng for quite some time. He knew Ye Feng's character and believed that no one could stop what the latter decided, and of course he could not stop it.

The Blood and Nether Divine Art, the ancient magical power, was obtained by chance by me. It has a huge destructive power. It is a martial art that is activated at the cost of the life of a cultivator. If all my life is activated, the sequelae will be too strong, it will cause a considerable price to me. Since that is the case, then burn it partly!

Ye Feng burned one-quarter of his life in his body. He had not yet reached the desperate situation and did not want to burn them all.

After all, life is too precious. Even if he can change his lifespan by breaking through the realm, he will consume a lot of resources every time he breaks through, which is a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people.

Suddenly, his body was filled with a powerful blood-colored murderous aura, turning extremely blood-red, like a god of killing, hair, eyes, face, body, everything was changing. Weird patterns appeared on the surface of his body, looking ferocious and violent, and his strength was also rapidly increasing.
Chapter completed!