Chapter 273 Devour

Inside the shadow, the Buddha shines, and the golden masonde print exudes a soft light, plated it into a golden country, exuding a peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

In the soft golden halo, Ye Feng was shrouded in a layer of green light, and the blue light surged in his eyes. The boundless resentment could not cause any damage to Ye Feng at all.

"Come out!" Ye Feng, who stood quietly, simply swept his environment and said indifferently.

The reason why this evil is horrible is that they have the same belief in their hearts. It is this same belief that makes the 800,000 dead military souls have no gap and perfectly integrate into one.

And the evil spirit that integrates 800,000 military souls actually has another identity - the gun spirit of the crying blood gun.

If you want the blood gun to recognize the Lord and tame the blood gun, it is only possible to get the recognition of this evil.

If not, Ye Feng's cautious personality would not have allowed Yin to devour himself. Everything is to prepare for taming the gun spirit.

Ye Feng's voice kept echoing in his gloomy body and lasted for a long time without any reaction. Ye Feng was not worried about this, or even regretted, but his narrow eyes narrowed quietly.

"I know you want to avenge your master." Ye Feng, who looked leisurely, touched his nose and squinted his eyes and glanced around. "And now is your best opportunity."

There was still no response, as if Ye Feng was just talking to the air.

Ye Feng looked helpless, shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Maybe you can't trust me now, but you have to bet, because now you are my property."

Roar!

This time, Ye Feng's words finally caused a reaction, but this response was so angry that it was almost to destroy the world.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and a wisp of cold light flashed through his narrow eyes.

He has never been too patient.

"Don't toast without drinking." Ye Feng's voice suddenly became cold, as if it were hard ice that would never melt. The faint evil spirit broke out, and the flashing blue light around Ye Feng's body had disappeared. "If you don't come out, don't blame me for being polite."

"Death~~~Go to hell~~~~"

The sharp roar suddenly came, and suddenly Ye Feng seemed to be pressed by a mountain. Unexpectedly, he staggered and almost didn't fall.

The mammalth print, which had been fixed in the shadow, shone brightly at this moment and flashed crazily, and some of them were directly eroded by this horrible evil spirit, and then broken with a bang.

"Presumptuous!" Ye Feng, who looked angry, stamped on the ground. In the loud noise, the whole shadow trembled loudly. At the same time, a faint thunder mark appeared on Ye Feng's forehead.

"If you want to die, I don't mind doing it." In a fierce shout, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and snapped his finger. With a crack, a virtual shadow suddenly appeared behind Ye Feng.

"Thunder God, God and Demon!" The green light flashed in his long narrow eyes, and Ye Feng's body exuded an extremely dangerous atmosphere. As soon as the shadow of Thor came out, an unspeakable depression made this powerful evil tremble.

Danger could have made Yin perceive unprecedented danger.

Everyone in the auction house suddenly stared. At this moment, they clearly felt the fear and trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

What's going on?

This is a common question for all those present. Why did such a powerful evil suddenly emit such a strong fear that the evil spirit that makes people feel depressed and suffocated is retracted like a tide.

"Get out of here." The blue light flashed in his eyes, and the thunder shadow behind Ye Feng suddenly gathered into a light and disappeared into the thunder mark on Ye Feng's forehead in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the thunder mark flashed, and the blue light surged. The thunder mark slowly straightened, and then cracked to both sides. In an instant, it turned into a thunderous eye.

The third eye, with thunder as the pupil in the vertical eye, accompanied by the opening of Thor's eye, an unprecedented breath of destruction filled the evil body.

buzz!

When Thor's eyes opened, Ye Feng suddenly stretched out five fingers and grabbed the void. With a bang, the void broke through a crack, and then a fat child with a pair of dark red eyes appeared in front of Ye Feng.

This is the true face of this evil, and it is also the gun spirit of this bloody gun.

The so-called grimace is just its cover, otherwise how can it be so powerful in this initial stage of evil?

"How about you and I make a deal?" Ye Feng looked at the gun spirit shining with hatred, hatred and resentment in front of him and said faintly, "I will avenge you within a thousand years, but in contrast, I want you to help me at all costs in this thousand years and become my weapon without any rejection of me."

A thick disdain flashed in the gun spirit's eyes, and he sneered at Ye Feng's proposal.

"Don't you want to?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, "I'm not a philanthropist, and I will get what I want by any means, so you can think about it."

"It's just a dream that you want me to make the decision." The young words showed a strong disdain, and the gun spirit looked at Ye Feng with a sarcastic face, "Follow you, that's an insult to my master."

"Is there no possibility?" Ye Feng said with a self-deprecating face, "I have proposed a deal, but you haven't considered it at all."

"Like you, how can you become the owner of my blood gun?" The gunman looked conceited and arrogant.

He is conceited because he has conceited capital.

Arrogantness is because he has long become a legend.

But today's blood gun spirit, whether conceited or arrogant, chose the wrong object. He should not disobey Ye Feng.

Ye Feng just told him that he would get what he wanted by any means and at all costs, and the gun spirit did not listen to it at all.

As the legendary gun spirit of the blood-crying gun, even those strong people of the holy level can't help him, let alone Ye Feng, who is only the second most important realm of the imperial level.

is fearless with a gun.

Ye Feng smiled and looked at the gun spirit, with the deepest regret in his eyes.

"I gave you a chance." Ye Feng sighed softly, and the sigh was almost inaudible, but when Ye Feng's words landed, the gun spirit somehow raised a strong uneasiness in his heart.

Unfortunately, even this uneasiness has never aroused the vigilance of the gun spirit. What can an emperor do?

In his opinion, Ye Feng's sigh or threat is more like a joke.

But then, Ye Feng told him the truth that this was not just a joke.

"Others can't do anything about your spirit, which doesn't mean that I can't." Ye Feng suddenly showed a bright smile and his posture was wild and arrogant. "I forgot to tell you one thing. In fact, what I am best at is dealing with you spirits."

The gun was shocked and was about to react. Suddenly, his body stopped and he couldn't move.

Then, another chubby, pink and cute child suddenly appeared in front of the gun spirit, wearing a red belly pocket and a pair of red eyes like him. The difference was that this was a pair of bright blood-red eyes, not dark red.

Bright monsters, like ghosts.

This sudden child is none other than the sword spirit of the barren sword.

"Master." As soon as he appeared, Jianling jumped on Ye Feng's shoulder happily, holding Ye Feng's neck with a happy face.

"Good boy." Ye Feng laughed, held the sword spirit in his arms, and then pointed to the gun spirit and said, "Xiaohuang, do you think it's better for me to suppress him or let you swallow it?"

A pair of red eyes of the barren sword spirit rotated smoothly, as if thinking, but the saliva inadvertently revealed his true mind.

"You little greedy." Spoiledly pinched Jianling's nose, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Go ahead. Since you want to swallow him, then swallow him, but after swallowing him, you have to replace him for the time being."

"Thank you, master." He hugged Ye Feng and kissed him fiercely. He jumped from Ye Feng's arms and appeared in front of the gun spirit.

For the first time in his life, fear and despair appeared in the gun spirit's eyes.

He really wants to beg for mercy.

He also carries the unwillingness and anger of 800,000 wronged souls and the mission of revenge for his master, so he doesn't want to die, at least at this time.

Ye Feng saw the anxiety in his eyes and the intention of asking for mercy. Unfortunately, Ye Feng was indifferent.

In this world, not everything has to regret medicine.

"I gave you a chance." These are the last words heard by the gun spirit in this world.

The fierce sword spirit is like a broken bamboo, smashing the gun spirit into thousands of pieces in an instant. What resentment, what curse, what unwillingness, and what kind of anger are in front of the wild sword spirit is a joke.

Don't forget the true identity of the barren sword. The sword spirit with a ruling attribute is extremely horrible. In addition, it has also devoured Ye Feng's heart demons. Not to mention 800,000 military souls, you are 80 million, 80 million or even 80 billion can't have any impact on the sword spirit.

A sword spirit that shattered the gun spirit giggled happily, a small mouth, a whale swallowed the sea, and the broken spirit of the gun spirit was swallowed up by him without resistance.

Aww~~~

hiccup~~~~

The wild sword that smashed his mouth burped contentedly, his stomach was round, and he dared to be full.

But it's right to think about it. The gun spirit of the crying blood gun carries 800,000 military souls. It is already a shocking thing that the barren sword spirit can devour him at one time.

"Master." The smiling Huang Jianling touched his round belly, and his face turned red. This guy actually knew that he was shy.