Chapter 1946

From the magic cloud, the magic stone, and the demon wolf who lived on the ancestor of wolf sword, they finally realized that the fate of those demon brothers was not simply killed by Ye Feng, but was captured back to the underworld by the soul gathering order,

moreover, after knowing, they were directly absorbed by the spirit gathering order and could not inform the witches.

The Sorcerer's face was surprised and said, "gather soul order, you have collusion with death in the underworld."

"What is collusion? We're called cooperation. We're going to fight you demons who do evil in the world. "

The sorcerer raised his bone staff and smashed it to the flying sword which was constantly circling in the air. He felt a huge pressure from the thunder sword and almost smashed the thunder sword.

Ye Feng takes back the thunder sword.

Looking at the glittering thunder sword, there can also be attached attacks to strike strong and powerful lightning. The sorcerer was surprised and puzzled: "is this sword made by yourself? There's thunder and lightning. "

Ye Feng sneered contemptuously and said, "how can you be the first wizard under the devil emperor? My sword is called Jinglei, which is mixed with thunder essence stone. Of course, it can play thunder and lightning. If you don't make it yourself, will someone be kind enough to give it to me? "

"I can't see that this boy is really talented. He can refine tools. I really can't bear to kill you any more."

"You can kill me."

The witch sneered at a maple leaf, and his bone stick spurted out a black air, which floated to the top of the wizard's head.

The magic element of the sorcerer is not powerful, but his eyes, calm momentum, and a strong energy hidden in his body, is his magic power.

That wisp of black gas more and more thick, finally condenses a long sword like ink dye.

The black sword, constantly stretching black light, contains a kind of frightening energy, the whole underground ice palace seems to become colder, the ground is faintly shaking.

Ye Feng understood that the ink dyed sword was not a real sword, but a pure energy. Like Jiang Yixue's ice bow, it was completely condensed by the ice energy in his body.

And the same is true of this ink dyed sword.

This sword is made of a kind of strange energy. Ye Feng doesn't know where this energy comes from. He feels that this energy does not come from the body of the sorcerer.

It's hard to see the source of this energy by naked eyes, but Ye Feng has its own eyes.

The longer he sees the sword, the more he sees it, the more he sees it.

The reason why it is so black as ink is actually a space crack.

The space above the wizard's head created a space crack, which was enough to make the two worlds collapse and make the two spaces collide and die out.

This sword shaped black hole is flashing with wild thunder and lightning. Its strong suction has sucked up all the ice around it, as if to absorb everything in the world.

Ye Feng secretly and forcefully resisted the suction.

The wizard's face showed a proud grin, but also with the pleasure of revenge.

In this land of ice and snow, five thousand years ago, he died under the axe of the king of ice and snow. Although he could no longer find any trace of Archaean deities, he met Ye Feng, who had the blood of Archaean deities.

He has already regarded Ye Feng as the number one enemy in his heart. Being able to kill Ye Feng is the Revenge of the king of ice and snow and the Archaean Protoss.

"You have the blood of Archaean Protoss, which scared me to death. I thought you were so unpredictable. It turned out that you were only the intermediate strength of real stars. You should know by now what I'm good at? "

Ye Feng secretly marvels at the magic power of the magic. He actually splits the space with the magic power, forming a black hole, and turning the black hole's energy into an energy sword.

This energy sword is not an ordinary physical attack, but a powerful space magic.

I don't know if my thunder sword and aura shield can fight against this space magic sword.

Ye Feng unknowingly felt that his back was a little cold, the original back of the clothes have been soaked in cold sweat, was blown by the cold wind all cool.

The magic wind also felt that the power of this kind of space magic sword was incomparable. He kept away a few steps quietly, and did not want to be affected by the power of the space magic sword.

The sorcerer looked at Ye Feng easily, and his eyes were full of revenge: "you use all your strength. Although I'm just a demon soul, I'm the first one under the devil emperor. Even if I'm a ghost, I can't resist it."

Ye Feng sneers. He wants to retort and scold, but the strong pressure makes him not in the mood to fight for words. He is trying to stimulate his blood power.

Ye Feng takes a deep breath, and his whole body's magic power suddenly moves rapidly. A mysterious battle of archaic Protoss expands in his heart.

A strong anger full of heart, too arrogant, even if my strength is really inferior to you, I will not frown.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, but the knee cannot be bent.

A startling world, crying ghosts and gods of hegemony, war, gradually rising in the chest.A kind of hatred and war that can't be transformed no matter life and death.

A mountain fell into the sea, met the devil to kill the fury, war.

The power of Ye Feng's body increased several times.

The power from the blood of archaic Protoss poured into the thunder sword. The color of the thunder sword became more bright and bright, and the light of the sword blade became fierce and incomparable.

Feeling Ye Feng's magic power is growing rapidly, the wizard is a little surprised. Just now Ye Feng's strength is clearly a small God of real stars, but in the blink of an eye, his strength has been enhanced to the level of the virtual moon god.

In the eyes of the sorcerer, the opportunity to kill became stronger, and he immediately understood.

He had fought countless times with the giants of the Archaean Protoss, and knew that there was a skill of the Archaean Protoss that could instantly enhance their divine power, which was very domineering.

Ye Feng can increase his divine power dozens of times in a short time. He must have used that skill.

He is more and more sure that Ye Feng is the descendant of archaic Protoss.

He said in his heart, this boy is so young and rampant. If he is allowed to practice for a few more years, he will not be able to kill him if he reaches the virtual moon and real moon state.

Archaic Protoss, you and I are irreconcilable. There will be no second king of ice and snow in this continent.

He sneered: "boy, your strength is so strong. In a blink of an eye, your strength has been increased by dozens of times. Will you become a boy? But no matter how good you are, it's no use meeting me. It's a bad day for you. "

The black magic sword on the top of the Sorcerer's head is constantly shrinking, but the smaller it is, the greater the energy of the space crack is, and a suffocating energy is emitted from it.

Because of the extrusion of two different spaces, a burst of energy is formed to destroy the sky and the earth. Even the underground ice palace is constantly shaking.

Ye Feng understood that the sorcerer wanted to kill himself with one blow.