Chapter 6681

Boom!!!

At this moment, Xiao Yifeng is standing in front of the monument of death. His eyes are shining. The power of death in his body directly bursts out and rushes towards the monument of death. Suddenly, a roar and a light of death burst out from the monument of death, enveloping Xiao Yifeng.

The next second, Xiao Yifeng found himself in a strong air of death.

Here, the breath of death is so strong that people don't feel any vitality, as if they are in the hell of death.

"Live and die, die and live!"

"Life is death, death is life, death is life, life is death!"

At this time, a hollow voice reverberated in Xiao Yifeng's ear, giving him a shocking feeling.

Then, in front of Xiao Yifeng's eyes, there was a shadow.

He walked directly towards the figure.

However, the closer he got to the figure, the stronger the death pressure he felt, which made him feel a strong sense of suffocation. The endless power of death swept towards him, as if to prevent him from approaching.

But at this time, the secret Sutra of death in Xiao Yifeng's body runs directly, devouring the power of death madly, and even the breath of death in the whole space rushes towards his body.

Boom!!!

In a flash, a roar came out of Xiao Yifeng's body, and his secret Sutra of death turned to the extreme. A supreme power of death swept out, enveloped the space, and even suppressed the power of death.

"You... Who are you? How could it be such a powerful death skill? "

At this time, a shocked voice reverberated in Xiao Yifeng's ear, with a very shocked tone.

As soon as Xiao Yifeng's eyes swept, the figure appeared in front of Xiao Yifeng. It was a figure in black, with no breath of life, just like a dead man, but it contained the breath of death.

"Are you the father of death?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at the man and asked.

"Yes, who are you? Why is there such a powerful way of death that I can't even compete with my own way of death? "

This figure looks at Xiao Yi wind to sink a voice way.

"No comment on that!"

Xiaoyi wind cold road.

His secret Sutra of death, even he didn't know where it came from!

However, his secret Sutra of death is even more powerful than that of his ancestor, who created the way of death. This is what Xiao Yifeng didn't expect.

According to the truth, the other side is the originator of death. Therefore, the other side's perception of death should be the deepest and strongest in the whole world, and the skill practiced by the other side must be the top one in the world.

The secret Sutra of death practiced by Xiao Yifeng is even more powerful than the skill of death practiced by the ancestor of death. Who created his skill?

Is there a deeper understanding of death than the ancestor of death?

In other words, his skill does not come from this time and space at all, but from the product of different time and space?

Thinking of this guess, Xiao Yifeng's eyes were fixed, and his eyes were shining.

His eight separate skills come from Xingjie,

According to his previous inference, this ring was left by him in his previous life.

But now that Xiao Yifeng has recovered his memory of the ninth generation, he finds that there is no such thing as these great skills in his ninth generation.

Where do these methods come from?

At the moment, Xiao Yifeng is a little messy!

He felt that there were still many secrets hidden in him!

"I didn't expect to see such a powerful death skill in my ancestor's lifetime. It seems that it's all God's will!"

The ancestor of death murmured to himself, his eyes sweeping to Xiao Yifeng: "today I will pass on all my feelings to you. I hope your understanding of death can surpass me, and then you can fight against the way of heaven and save us!"

The ancestor of death looked at Xiao Yifeng and said in a deep voice.

"Against the way of heaven? Save you? "

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Yifeng frowned and said in a deep voice.

"The way of heaven wants to become chaos, imprison the ancestor of chaos three thousand Road, want to merge three thousand Road, break through chaos level!"

As the ancestor of death said, his figure directly turned into a light of death, rushed towards Xiao Yifeng, and instantly integrated into his brain and soul.

Suddenly, a huge feeling filled in Xiao Yifeng's soul.

Fortunately, his soul has been transformed. Otherwise, if he had suffered such a huge feeling before, it would have exploded.

Next, Xiao Yifeng is immersed in the endless feeling of the ancestor of death for death. He is like a novice, absorbing these knowledge crazily, so as to enhance his experience!

As time goes by, I don't know how long it has been,

Xiao Yifeng's eyes opened, and two terrible lights of death burst out in his eyes. He wanted to devour the heaven and earth!

Boom!!!

At this time, Xiao Yifeng directly burst out a terrible threat of death!

The power of death is extremely terrible, comparable to the power of the old man who just realized the true meaning of death!

Obviously, after absorbing the ancestor of death's perception and inheritance of death, Xiao Yifeng's perception of death is also advancing by leaps and bounds, realizing the true meaning of death and reaching the level of great road!

And his secret Sutra of death has reached the third level!

Yes, it's the third!

Even though he has realized the true meaning of death and the power of death has reached the level of great way, the separation of death in his cultivation has still reached the third level.

This also makes Xiao Yifeng feel very incredible!

From this, we can see that the secret Sutra of death is really much better than this time and space skill!

The third level can reach the avenue level. What strength should we need to achieve the remaining six levels?

What's more, Xiao Yifeng's other major cultivation methods have only reached this level, and even one third of the cultivation progress has not been achieved.

Obviously, those skills are far beyond the limit of time and space in the world!

"Little wind!"

At this time, Yang Xueqing's voice sounded, breaking Xiao Yifeng's thinking!

As soon as Xiao Yifeng's eyes swept, he saw Yang Xueqing standing beside him.

"Mother, how long has it been?"

Xiao Yifeng asked directly.

When he realized it before, he felt that it had been a very long time.

I don't know how long it took him to realize this?

"Three days!"

Yang Xueqing said lightly.

"Only three days?"

Xiao Yifeng was extremely surprised.

It took him three days to control the perception of the ancestor of death?

This is incredible!

"Is it because of the monument of death?"

Then, Xiao Yifeng's eyes swept to the monument of death.

This stele of death is a treasure made by the ancestor of death, which is of great help to those who practice the art of death.

This monument is enough to suppress the whole world!

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