Chapter 1945

Ye Feng is attacked by the magic wind and the magic ice, which is a little difficult.

Two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. Ye Feng decides to start from the weakest place of the wind devil and get rid of the wind devil first.

Since Jinglei sword was cultivated into a fairy weapon, its attack power has soared. It contains the divine power in the blood of archaic deities and is almost invincible.

The thunder sword is like a golden meteor, breaking through the strong wind defense of the magic wind and passing through his shoulder socket.

It's not just a matter of piercing the shoulder.

He felt the wound. There was a burning tingling sensation.

It is usually injured by ordinary weapons. Under the protection of Moyuan, the wound will gradually heal.

But this time, being pierced by thunder sword, the wound was constantly oozing blood, which made him feel strange.

And a burning energy, from the wound to the viscera drill, where he passed, like a burning general, pain almost unable to breathe.

This human body, too bad.

He complained about his body and hastened to activate the magic element in the magic core to repair the wound, but the effect was not obvious. His face was pale with pain.

"Devil wind, come here, I'll see your injury."

Seeing that the evil wind was injured, the sorcerer gently lifted the lower bone staff, and a black gas came out of his bone staff and stuck tightly to the wound of the evil wind.

The sorcerer felt that there was a fairy in the wound that was incompatible with magic yuan. Moreover, there was an uncomfortable energy in the fairy. He thought it was a fairy and didn't care.

The wound of the evil wind did not abate with the help of the sorcerer, and even aggravated.

The evil wind knew that he was hurt by the immortal, so he felt burned by the fire.

"Grandma, this boy is so young, he actually uses immortal weapons. I don't have weapons to weigh my hands. We suffer."

The witch looked scornful: "with me, you don't have to worry about the immortal."

The black gas released from the magic bone staff is like thousands of small hands, which soothes the wound of melfeng, greatly reduces his pain, and gradually heals the wound.

"No wonder you can't heal yourself. He uses immortal tools. After hurting you, fairies will erode your magic yuan. However, I have the magic to deal with fairies. I have saved thousands of demon brothers injured by immortal tools."

The magic power of the sorcerer is relatively strong. It drives out the fairies in the wound of the evil wind, so that the wound of the evil wind is healed.

"Thank you for your help."

When the Witch and the devil heal the wound for the evil wind, Mo Bing faces Ye Feng alone. He is nervous and worried. He is afraid that Ye Feng's thunder sword will make him feel cold.

Ye Feng certainly won't let go of an opportunity. There are three demons on the opposite side. One of them is a powerful wizard. He will solve the two demons sooner or later. They will besiege themselves together, and they will be more difficult to resist.

The aura shield of Ye Feng's left wrist protects Ye Feng from being hurt by the cold ice blade. He can spend all his energy on attacking.

Ye Feng's blood is surging all over his body, which drives the thunder sword. His magic power runs quickly and is injected into the thunder sword.

If you can get rid of one person, you will have less threat to yourself.

Ye Feng didn't use the move of boundless return, which would disperse his divine power. However, Ye Feng wanted to put all his strength into one basket and destroy the evil wind or magic ice.

He used nine swords to return to one, and the thunder sword that he shot out became dim, but its power was increased dozens of times, which contained a large amount of Archaean deities' blood power.

The witch just healed the wound for the magic wind. Suddenly, he felt a familiar energy coming from Ye Feng's side. It was the kind of energy that frightened him. It was the power of Archean blood.

Five thousand years ago, he fought with the king of ice and snow here, and he was killed in a stream of blood and dead bodies. He was defeated by this powerful power more than once.

Five thousand years later, he seemed to have forgotten the power, but when he sensed it again, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his hand holding the bone stick trembled.

He was surprised that the source of this divine power actually came from Ye Feng's body, at least with real star intermediate level.

He was terrified that Ye Feng would have archaic ancestry, but he was relieved when he thought about it carefully.

As a mortal, Ye Feng can travel through the four realms of immortals, immortals, demons, demons, and the underworld, and opens the boundary between the immortal world and the human world. Unless he is a Dara Jinxian or has the blood of a divine family, he can't reach it with the power of a mortal.

He sensed that Ye Feng's divine power was not so powerful that he could not reach the level of the God king he met 5000 years ago, and even the empty moon realm of ordinary Archean Protoss could not reach, which made him feel a little relieved.

However, he forgot to protect the magic ice in front of Ye Feng alone, and put the magic ice into a dangerous situation.

Ye Feng's nine swords return to one. It seems that the sword's momentum is weakened by one point, but the strength is increased by dozens of times.

More let magic ice did not expect is, he flashed over the leaf maple after a sharp blow, but feel the top of the head came a deafening thunderbolt sound.

A bolt of lightning, thick like an electric snake, hit the top of the ice devil.Seeing the lightning under the sky, Ye Feng is also secretly excited. His subordinate attack has not been too strong.

When refining thunder sword for the first time, thunder essence stone was added. When thunder sword was still a spirit weapon, although it also had lightning attribute, its lightning attack affiliation was very low and relatively weak.

But today, the lightning is enough to stun magic ice.

A dazzling and powerful lightning hit the top of magic ice, which made him dizzy. His eyes turned white, and the ice blade in his palm fell to the ground.

At the moment when the magic ice was dizzy, thunder quickly circled around the magic ice, and soon set off an illusion.

And Ye Feng palm flashed a touch of black shadow, a strong death quietly spread around.

The ghost Rune in the soul gathering order has been running rapidly, and a small black hole has been formed in the middle, which is connected with the underworld. From there comes the sound of the ghost crying and howling.

The spirit gathering order pressed tightly on the chest of magic ice, and a black light penetrated into his body, just like a huge magic claw, tightly holding the ghost in the core of magic ice.

Magic ice felt chest pain and opened his mouth. It seemed that he wanted to make a cry for help, but he found that he could not make any sound.

He felt that in the depths of his own magic core, a wisp of demon soul had penetrated out of his pores under the effect of a strong suction.

At the moment of the spirit being sucked away, the magic core in the body of the magic ice is fragmented, and the person falls down.

Originally, it was an old man's body, because the ghost of magic ice stimulated his blood and controlled his body.

At this time, the magic wind and the Magic Wizard just want to save the magic ice, but Ye Feng's thunder forms a storm, blocking them and the magic ice.

The sorcerer understood why his brothers would disappear without a trace, and the ghost could not feel it. Originally, they were sent to the underworld by the order of gathering souls.