Chapter 1219

The scene was a little quiet because it was so amazing. The dead spirit of the Tao is extremely terrible. I once thought that the jiuzhong martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing realm was infected with the dead spirit of the Tao. Finally, I was deprived of my vitality and became a dead man. Therefore, for the disciples of ghost Ming sect, everyone at the scene maintained a fear mind. Even if they are faced with ghost Ming sect disciples who are far weaker than themselves, they dare not have the slightest carelessness.

Gu Feng didn't pay attention to the shocked expression of the people. Looking at Tao, he flashed a sarcastic look on his face and said, "is this the death spirit from your ghost nether sect? It's too weak."

Hearing the words of the ancient wind, everyone couldn't help scolding. You're such a pervert. What's the power of the dead Qi of the Tao? They know it very well. It's too weak? It's a terrible power that even the nine heavy martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing realm will be unlucky.

"Boy, I don't know what means you used, but you think you can challenge me like this. It's fantastic." no way looked at the ancient wind, his face was a little gloomy and his voice was low. His words were full of killing intention. Before, he wanted to kill Gu Feng as quickly as possible and hit the morale of xianlongmen disciples, but now it seems that the effect is completely opposite.

"Really? Then try my death."

Gu Feng looked at Wu Dao and grinned. His palm spread out, and a touch of pure black gas beat in his palm. At the moment when the black gas appeared, the spiritual power of heaven and earth became a little different. The pure death power filled the air, making the surroundings seem to be a terrible place to refine corpses.

"Is that also dead?"

On the surrounding peaks, a group of disciples looked at the dead breath beating in the palm of the ancient wind, and their faces were a little pale. There are indeed some forces in the Tianxuan domain, like the ghost Ming sect, trying to refine the dead Qi and turn it into their own use. However, those forces, compared with the ghost ghost sect, are like children playing house, which is not worth mentioning at all. In Tianxuan domain, I'm afraid no one can match the ghost ghost sect in terms of understanding and control of death Qi.

However, when people look at the beating dead gas in the hands of the ancient wind, the idea changes. The beating dead gas is filled with dead gas, and the pure death force rippling out is more than dozens of times more terrible than the previous immoral. That is the most pure death, pure horror. Even at a glance, it seems that the spirit will be disturbed by the air of death.

"Younger martial brother Gufeng, this is also death?" Zhuo Yiyi looked at Gufeng, with a pretty face shocked and a jade neck rolling, and couldn't help asking. Not far away, the disciples of Immortal Dragon's gate quietly retreated and opened some distance from the ancient wind. They are afraid that if they get close to the ancient wind, they will be eroded by the dead gas and become a dead body.

"Such as fake change." Gu Feng smiled and turned his fingers. Those dead spirits also danced on his fingertips, turning into five wisps for a while and turning into a monster for a while. That kind of control over the dead spirit made the people who looked at it couldn't help staring wide.

"It's impossible?"

All the disciples of the ghost sect shouted in surprise, and their faces were full of fear. The same is true of the Tao, with a dull face and deep fear in the bottom of your eyes. He has been practicing death Qi for decades and knows it very well. It is a very terrible force that no one or any creature can control. Even the hall masters of their ghost ghost sect were careful for fear of being eaten back by death.

But the boy in front of him was able to control his death to this extent, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"Go."

Gu Feng looked at the shocked crowd with a cold smile on his face. Some hoarse whispers came from his mouth. Following his palm for a while, the black dead spirit dragged its tail and rushed towards the Tao.

Death changed in the air, turned into a sharp sword, pierced the space and shot at him.

"No way..."

Yuro looked at the stunned Taoist priest and roared. His body also flashed. A black humanoid weapon appeared in his hand. The weapon was a foot long and dark, emitting a strong smell of death.

Yuro waved a staff down, and a hole opened in the humanoid weapon. Black runes appeared, colliding in the air between the strong death force and the ancient death.

There was no earthshaking roar, but the collision pointed out that the space was indeed broken in an instant, and the breath of death was spreading around, swallowing all the life around. Several disciples of the ghost sect who had no time to escape were shrouded in death. In an instant, they had no life and their bodies fell from the air.

"Die..."

Looking at this mask, the people around couldn't help taking a breath. Looking at the ancient style, their eyes were full of fear. It's terrible. It's not that the cultivation of ancient customs is so terrible, but that his use of death is more terrible than those guys who don't have people and ghosts. They believed that if Yuro had not just sacrificed that unknown humanoid weapon, I'm afraid even he could not resist the death of the ancient wind.

"Thank you, senior brother Yuro."

Wudao regained his mind and looked at several bodies lying on the ground not far away. His face turned pale and thanked Yuro.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Yuro stared at the ancient wind, his eyes full of fear, and said in a hoarse voice a moment later. This time, it should be a great opportunity for them to kill all the disciples of xianlongmen here. But the appearance of archaism and ape completely disrupted their plan. One is the golden giant ape with terrible combat effectiveness. Even if three eight fold martial arts practitioners in the soul state work together, he has been beaten and hid. The ancient wind can use more pure dead Qi than them, which is definitely a great threat to them.

Their most strange means is to die, but now it doesn't work at all. If they continue, even if they can finally destroy the disciples of xianlongmen, I'm afraid they will lose a lot. At that time, the surrounding forces will attack them.

After all, their ghost Ming sect is the strength of beizhou, and here belongs to Dongzhou. Coupled with the last treasure land, they will never miss this opportunity.

No way, although the heart is unwilling, but Yuro opened his mouth, he also has no way to refute. And the ancient customs are so strange that they feel helpless.