Chapter 86 Demon Scythe Ancestor

Yang Feng subdued the three mountains, although he also knew in his heart that some of them were by no means sincere to obey him. I'm just afraid of his strength. He subdued these robbers who usually killed and set fire by high-handed means, which was only temporary. He read the trace of forbearance in Jiang Xiong's eyes.

He knows that he needs time to really convince these people. Now, it can only be done by high-pressure means.

He ordered to go down, Jiang Xiong took the men and horses back to the Blood Dragon Ridge, and the second leader of the front-line red fox led people back to the front-line sky and waited for his order.

Yang Feng stayed in Wuyun Mountain and could finally take a break.

Xue Fengtian gave up one of the largest courtyards. Yang Feng was not polite and came in.

During the whole process, there was a pair of eyes staring at him hotly. It was Xue Xiaoqi. Yang Feng turned his head and looked at her. He didn't know what the girl was thinking. There seemed to be something in her eyes.

Wuyun Mountain, which had been fighting for a day, finally calmed down.

Yang Feng sat in the room and quietly practiced to restore his strength. Suddenly, he felt a piercing pain in his right chest. He lifted his clothes and was stunned.

Under his right chest, the piece of skin that was originally penetrated by Jiuqu Yinquan has begun to rot. I faintly saw the ribs. The smell of rottenness is very pungent.

I didn't expect it to react so soon.

"The more power you use, the faster the decay will be, so there is no need to do it. You'd better do less by yourself." The old demon's voice sounded.

"Is there any way to eliminate the poison of this sound spring?"

"Yes, but we need to find the scorching sun."

"The scorching sun Xuanyan, what is that?"

"A kind of Tianyan, a real Tianyan, can ignite any object in heaven and earth in an instant. You need to use Xuanyan to forge your dermatitis muscles to completely eliminate the poison of Jiuquyin Spring Water.

"Where can I find this kind of thing?"

"Well, I don't know about this. Jiuquyin Spring Water is the thing of the most yin, and the hot sun Xuanyan is the thing. I heard that the shadow of the hot sun Xuanyan once appeared in Huolong Mountain, but that was ten thousand years ago. I don't know if there is anything left and where it will be.

What the old demon said is equivalent to not saying anything.

Yang Feng felt a loss in his heart. The taste of corrosion made him sweat coldly. If he had been an ordinary person, he would have cried long ago.

For a long time, the corrosion force was over.

Yang Feng sweated profusely. The clothes are all wet. Slowly close the clothes.

At this time, he reached out and took out the silver-blooded demon sickle he had obtained before.

He looked at it carefully. But the silver-blooded demon sickle was bright red, as if soaked in blood. There is only a piece of silver at the edge. Moreover, the silver looks a little strange, as if it contains some strange power. He has a feeling that this silver blade may have another secret.

Suddenly, he remembered the yuan god of the demon sickle. Without that yuan god, the demon sickle could not attack at all. The yuan god of the demon sickle is too terrible. If the crescent stone hadn't appeared in time and subdued him, I'm afraid I would have been smashed by this thing. However, what is the yuan god of the demon sickle?

Now, although his demon sickle is in his hands, it is impossible to exert such a powerful and strange power as before without the yuan god. You must be able to subdue this genre. Otherwise, this silver-blooded demon sickle is at most a sharp sickle in his hand.

Thinking of this, he calmed down and leaned into his crescent stone. Sure enough, in the sea of knowledge of the crescent stone, there was a strange yuan spirit energy wandering around.

"Let me out, let me out, you little man, little man, Jane is a complete villain. He actually used me to take me when he attacked. He is simply a real villain, a villain..." A voice shouted in it.

"I want to let you out. Now that you have come in, do you still want to go out? Are you dreaming?" Yang Feng said coldly.

The sound finally calmed down.

The crescent stone is obviously very clear how terrible the crescent stone is. Although he is capable, there is nothing he can do in the face of such a horrible existence as the crescent stone.

Yang Feng has a feeling that this crescent stone seems to be more and more helpful to him. Whenever he is in an emergency, he can almost appear in time, as if his recognition of himself is getting higher and higher.

"Who are you? Is it the owner of this silver-blooded demon sickle?

"Who am I? Humph, idiot, take my things and ask me who I am. That's not the point. I'm your grandfather." The voice was a little angry. I thought that there was a yuan spirit in this person's body, which could make himself eat, enhance energy, and regain 60% or 70% of his strength. I didn't expect there to be such a horrible existence in his body.

"If you don't say anything, I will let the crescent god stone destroy your yuan god and make you disappear in this world forever." Yang Feng can be sure that this guy is also an old monster, otherwise, it is impossible to cultivate into a yuan god so horrible.

"You..." The voice made his teeth itch, and the boy was simply impatient to live. But he also knows how terrible the crescent stone is. For a moment, I was a little scared.

"I'm the ancestor of the demon sickle!" He was both a little annoyed and proud. In those years, his name was well known all over the world.

"Oh... I haven't heard..." Yang Feng answered faintly.

The demon sickle ancestor was almost killed by Yang Feng.

At this time, Yang Feng was struggling fiercely in his heart. Do you want to refine the yuan god of this demon sickle ancestor and take it for your own use? Otherwise, this silver-blooded demon sickle is a waste in your own hands. Having a blade that can attack from the body will be of great benefit to you. Moreover, next, he must try his best to deal with the Pang family, and the next time will certainly be more difficult, because now the Pang family not only has precautions, but also will definitely hire masters to help. You must strengthen yourself.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth. The soul entered the sea of consciousness of the crescent god.

"Kid, what do you want to do?" This little one doesn't want to refine himself, does it?

"Old man, the young master told you to keep making noise and watching."

In the sea of crescent stone, a young man in blue is chasing a strange yuan god.

The yuan god has no power to attack.

Ah, Yang Feng understands. This demon sickle ancestor must play a role with the help of the silver-blooded demon sickle, otherwise, it is impossible to be chased by the soul power he has just cultivated.

Finally, Yang Feng caught up with the demon sickle ancestor in one fell swoop.

"let go of me, let go of me, you shameless person, you little man, you..." Yang Feng's soul released a strange red light to wrap the demon sickle ancestor group.

"If you want to refine me and dream day, it's simply delusional!" The demon sickle ancestor shouted, and suddenly, a powerful and huge energy was released on his body and hit Yang Feng's soul.

This is the original power of the Yuanshen. Once it hits, it is not small, and the heavy one will make Yang Feng's soul fly away.

He quickly condensed his soul power and resisted the power of the capital.

Boom... With a loud noise, the two forces collided, and Yang Feng's soul was hit by something crooked. He gritted his teeth, stood up and went to the Yuanshen package.

The two spirits are entangled and fight desperately.

Finally, after a while, the demon sickle ancestor did not move. Yang Feng's soul threw him into his sea of knowledge and disappeared.

Yang Feng urged Yuanli and melted into the sea of knowledge.

The yuan god of the demon sickle ancestor suddenly collapsed and laughed.

"Hahaha, boy, thank you for taking me out of trouble. You will become mine soon." It turned out that he pretended to be knocked unconscious by Yang Feng and took the opportunity to enter Yang Feng's sea of knowledge. I want to occupy Yang Feng's body.

Suddenly, the old man bumped into Yang Feng's main consciousness. As long as he penetrates the main consciousness, he will completely occupy Yang Feng's body.

Yang Feng sneered in his heart, and the demon sickle ancestor would never have thought that Yang Feng had expected his move.

Suddenly, a surging force came out of Yang Feng's sea of knowledge, and a bloody light curtain instantly drowned the demon sickle ancestor.

"This is the crazy demon blood soul... No, no, let me out, let me out..." A death-like fear directly made the old man shout out.

Mad blood is an undead warrior in ancient times. How can he not know?

Yang Fengli ignored it, and the crazy blood soul made a bloody light curtain and completely swallowed him in an instant.

"Ah..." There was a sad scream in his body.

Yang Feng wiped a touch of divine knowledge on the yuan god of the demon sickle ancestor and threw it into the silver-blooded demon sickle. Suddenly, the silver blade sounded, emitting a strange silver light. The light penetrated the house and was infinitely enlarged and enlarged to form a huge silver crescent, which strangely hung in the middle of the cloud mountain.

A dangerous, bloody and miserable energy dispersed from the silver crescent.

shrouded over the dark cloud mountain.