Chapter 1989

One moment ago, ye Lingfeng was still hundreds of meters away from the friar in black. The next moment, he was less than two steps in front of the friar in black. His fist shadow was light gold, and his light was full of a sense of strength.

"As I have said, you can't escape this time. It's just a golden elixir with no time. If you can work under my hands for so long, even if you die, you will be proud. " The friar in Black said indifferently, "your good luck is over!"

"What about Yuanying? You are not the first one who died under Ye's hands!" Ye Lingfeng responds indifferently, and pan Xing moves together. With a blow, he hits the body of the friar in black heavily and wants to punch him through the chest.

Poof! One blow blows out, but it's beyond Ye Lingfeng's expectation. When the shadow of the fist touches the friar in black, he feels that his fist doesn't feel like hitting a person's body. On the contrary, it's like hitting into the air.

The appearance of this scene, let Ye Lingfeng back suddenly a layer of cold sweat, the mind is full of doubts.

Shrinking the earth into an inch comes from xingzijue. This skill can be described as the skill of participating in nature and has the same power. After reaching the acme, we can even go to the end of the world and let time and space go back. This kind of speed state, which only can be mastered by the spirit state, can be said to be accomplished in one go from performing this skill to making moves. How can the friar in black have the chance to dodge.

But the fact in front of him proves that all this is not his illusion, but the fact. When he failed, he found that the monk in black in front of him was not himself, but a remnant image caused by too fast speed.

Whoa! Then, ye Lingfeng suddenly felt it, and suddenly a breath of vegetation came along the back.

The appearance of this breath makes Ye Lingfeng feel that his whole body is like falling into the ice cellar, and the whole person almost loses the instinct to deal with it.

His speed How could it be so fast Ye Lingfeng is full of doubts in his heart. The speed of the other party has reached an incredible level, which makes an idea emerge in his mind. But the idea was so ridiculous that he could hardly believe it.

Bang! In a flash, the breath of vegetation was penetrating, which made Ye Lingfeng feel a stabbing pain on his shoulder.

Then an indescribable chill, like the river water breaking the dike, rushed out to his viscera along his shoulder.

"Do you think you're the only one in the world who knows how to use Chinese characters?" At the same time when the chill appeared, there was a low voice in his ear. There was banter in the voice, but more irony.

That kind of irony is like a little guy holding a glass marbles as a treasure, who can't put it down. Suddenly one day, he was taken to a glass marbles stall and told him that these are worthless goods.

Feasible word formula is not marbles, but is included by Xuantian's secret method, as the secret method of Jindan Jing.

This kind of secret method is so precious that it is unparalleled in the world. But ye Lingfeng didn't understand why someone learned this skill.

And the speed of the other side, obviously better than him, otherwise, it will not be so easy to avoid him.

This scene fully shows that the other party may take longer than him to practice the word formula.

Who are these people? At this moment, ye Lingfeng was more and more convinced that these friars in black were not sent by Zhao, ye, xuandu, or Qingxu. No matter which one of these four schools can master the formula of Xingzi!

But if it's not these people, then why do they have to show their mentality of getting rid of themselves?

"Accept the guidance of the nether world! Die Just when ye Lingfeng was surprised, the friar in black suddenly murmured. With his words, the chill that followed the power of plants and plants into Ye Lingfeng's body suddenly burst out.

One wave after another, with indescribable destructive force, rushed into the deepest viscera of Ye Lingfeng.

Every time it burst, it made him feel that his viscera suddenly trembled, and there was a bloody smell in his throat.

The viscera pain, let Ye Ling wind heart know now has reached the most critical moment, and further forward, is the gate of hell.

"Blood Under the pain, ye Lingfeng's eyes slightly Lin, showing the color of determination, along the mouth slowly spit out two words!

Boom! With his voice falling, ye Lingfeng's body suddenly has a pale golden fog rolling around, which carries a strong smell of blood, not like fog, but like the blood in Ye Lingfeng's body suddenly burst out along the pores.

Then, the pale gold mist suddenly condensed and turned into a hazy pale gold figure. That figure's appearance, looks with the leaf Ling breeze faintly has seven or eight points similar, but the difference is, actually has one kind of tyrannical bloodthirsty breath.

"What kind of technique is this?" The friar in black was shocked. He felt that the breath from the pale golden figure made him feel chilly from the bottom of his soul.

This is the blood refining method used to coagulate the body. This technique uses blood gas to condense the body and explode against the enemy. It has the same power. However, once this skill is used, it will backfire and consume 90% of its power. Therefore, it has not been used since Ye Lingfeng came to the realm of heaven. But now he can't care so much. Between spending 90% of his strength to recover and saving his life, he doesn't hesitate to choose the latter.Without any hesitation, even if the friar in black wanted to run Xingzi Jue again, he would shrink to an inch and leave behind Ye Lingfeng.

But before his feet moved, the pale golden figure gave out a roar and rushed to him.

Just in the blink of an eye, the light golden breath completely enveloped him and wrapped him tightly.

Boom! Then, in the golden fog that completely blocked him, a strange power of destruction was suddenly released. There was a thunder like roar, and then the explosive power was completely dispersed.

The force was so strong that it was like the strongest part of a hurricane.

At first touch, the friar in black felt that his body suddenly began to lighten inexplicably.

And when he looked down, there was a look of fear in his pupils, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Because at this moment, he saw his flesh and bones all over his body. Under the impact of that terrible explosive atmosphere, he flew up one after another and turned into pieces of flesh and blood fragments, flying in all directions. It was like a rainstorm of flesh and blood.

Not only that, but also to his consternation, the power of destruction can be called the extreme. Just in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on his arms and legs had been stripped clean, and was expanding at the speed visible to the naked eye.