Chapter 280 War

The black fog surges, and the cold breath is transmitted from it. The surging murderous intention is chilling even if it is thousands of feet apart.

"Little guy, do you really think we will be afraid of you? Leave someone, you go!" There was a sound in the dark fog again. This time, there was a trace of impatience in the sound, which should be the last chance for Tomb Yunfeng and others.

"Unheartless man, or..." Lu Yixiang also came to his senses from horror at this time and took a step, a little cowardly, but before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Tu Yunfeng's hand wave.

"Since I take you out, it is natural to ensure your safety. Stand in the back. Brother Yumeng will be handed over to me. You can protect both of them. Please!" In the last three words, Qiu Yunfeng said it very solemnly, which made Yu Meng, who wanted to fight side by side with Qiu Yunfeng, really opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, even if I work hard, I will protect both of them." Yu Meng settled down and then looked at the tomb Yunfeng firmly.

"It's just that this guy doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. I felt the breath of Elder Yuli from him, and the other party seemed to be..." Yu Meng looked at Tomb Yunfeng with some worry.

"I know that he is an old monster of Dao Yanjing. Don't worry, I can handle it." Tomb Yunfeng waved his hand to interrupt Yu Meng's worry.

After saying that, Tomb Yunfeng broke away Lu Yixiang, who was pulling his sleeve, and gave him a comforting look. Then he turned his head and looked at the surging black fog.

"Does he really care about me so much?" Lu Yixiang's heart was full of sweet taste. She looked at the back of the tomb Yunfeng and muttered.

"Brother Yumeng, will you be fine?" Yang Feier looked at Tomb Yunfeng's back and did not disturb Tomb Cloud Maple. She knew that only silence was the best at this time.

"Don't worry, I believe that Brother Yunfeng has his own moderation." Yu Meng took the two to a hundred feet away, waved his black turtle shield, and protected the three of them in the middle.

"Little guy, you are looking for your own death!" The black fog stepped into the sky, covering the sky and the sun everywhere. It was as if a black tsunami came to my face. The terrible pressure and cold breath, even thousands of feet away, made the three of Yumeng feel cold all over. At this moment, the three of them looked at the tomb Yunfeng worriedly.

Yang Feier and Lu Yixiang may not be able to see it, but the extraordinary Yumeng can see that the people in the black fog must be old strange horror figures in the Taoist realm. Therefore, he is even more worried about Tomb Yunfeng.

In the void, the tomb cloud maple stood quietly in the air, as steady as a mountain. The terrible pressure of the other party seemed to have no impact on him.

"Wan Jian, help me resist his artistic attack, and don't let the other party detect your existence." Tomb Yunfeng quietly ordered Wan Jiandao in his body.

"Yes, master."

In a blink of an eye, Tomb Yunfeng was shrouded in a dark world. Yu Meng and others in the outside world could not see the situation in the dark world at all, and they couldn't help worrying.

Fee that his body was like falling into a quagmire, and Tomb Yunfeng couldn't help but look solemn. This guy was obviously stronger than the black lotus ancestor he met before. Tomb Yunfeng initially estimated that this guy is at least the existence of the Taoist realm.

The mood mixed with endless murder in the coldness came to his face. This mood gave Tomb Yunfeng the feeling that he was trapped in a dark quagmire, which made him unable to extricate himself. The artistic conception constantly erodes Tomb Yunfeng's nerves and perseverance, bringing him infinite pressure, which is born from the depths of his heart and cannot be removed.

"Wan Jian, help me!" Tomb Yunfeng shouted secretly from the bottom of his heart. He knew that if he could not get rid of the power of this artistic conception, he would definitely not be the opponent of the other party. The influence of the power of artistic conception is too great. Under this influence, I'm afraid Tomb Yunfeng can't even exert 50% of his strength.

Hum!

The power of ten thousand swords in the body roared past, and the darkness had disappeared in an instant, as if it had been absorbed by ten thousand swords.

Wh...

With a secret breath, Tomb Yunfeng began to take a view of the other party's spiritual space. The other party hasn't appeared yet. He is much more careful than the black lotus ancestor last time. I think he knows some of the means of Tomb Yunfeng.

There was a lot of black fog. As soon as Tomb Yunfeng's soul power came out of his body, it was as if he was trapped in a quagmire. He frowned secretly. Tomb Yunfeng knew that the other party was prepared this time, and he was afraid it was difficult to send the other party for a while.

"Little guy, beg for mercy. You can't resist it at all. If it hadn't been for the order of the venerable, I would have killed you. Leave that girl and I'll let you go." The cold and strange voice sounded from all directions and reverberated in the darkness for a long time.

"Huh! Pret to be a ghost, do you really think you can't help me?" Tomb Yunfeng snorted coldly, and the powerful spiritual power in his body surged wildly.

"Wh! Yes, in my artistic conception, you can still maintain this state. It seems that the venerable is right. You have a lot of secrets. Jie Jie... But, so what? If you have the ability, you can find me. Otherwise, you can wait for my attack to come." The regal voice sounded very harsh, and the tomb Yunfeng frowned deeper.

"I don't have time to spend here. Let's try it." Tomb Yunfeng made a plan in his heart and no longer waited for the rabbit, but began to mobilize the soul power in the sea of knowledge.

"The thrilling sound of ambush on all sides!" As soon as Tomb Yunfeng drank from the bottom of his heart, a thorned soul flute in his hand that had not been used for a long time suddenly appeared.

"Since you don't want to come out, I will force you to come out." Tomb Yunfeng said coldly in his heart.

The high-pitched sound of the flute came from the emerald green flute, and the soul power in the tomb cloud maple knowledge sea was also transmitted crazily. In an instant, the whole dark space fluctuated. Tomb Yunfeng is now the soul power in the early stage of the fifth grade. Even if he encounters an old monster in the Taoist realm, it is enough to overwhelm the other party.

Of course, it does not mean that the soul power of Tomb Yunfeng is stronger than that of the other party. After all, the soul power strength has reached the level of five grades. And the old monster of the Taoist transformation level is the late stage of the five grades of soul power. The reason why Tomb Yunfeng can suppress the other party in soul power is that he is a soul cultivation. He has a soul body, soul skills and soul weapons, and suppresses non-soul cultivation in terms of skills and quality.

With the high sound of the flute, the black fog squirms crazily. Although it has the effect of blocking the spread of soul power, it is still quietly transmitted by the soul power in all directions. Tomb Yunfeng wants to force the other party out in this way, unless the other party is not afraid of the influence of his soul power at all. Otherwise, this move will definitely work.

"Good boy, it's really a soul cultivation, hum! What a strong soul power. If those soul cultivation old monsters know, I'm afraid they will really protect this boy. Since you want to force me out, you have to bear the consequences. In the depths of the dark world, a short figure suddenly trembled, as if it had been electrocuted by something.

"He's mother, the soul cultivation is really weird. It's really uncomfortable." The figure cursed secretly and brushed away the heavy black fog and swept towards the center.

Tomb Yunfeng's closed eyes finally broke away at this time, "Are you finally willing to come out?" Tomb Yunfeng put down the soul flute and looked in one direction, where he had already sensed the arrival of the other party.

"Bad boy, since you want to fight, don't blame me over there. Magic cloud gun, come out!" The cold voice gritted its teeth and spit out, which showed that the other party also hated Tomb Yunfeng.

Won!

In the darkness, a faint light flashed away, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the tomb Yunfeng. Tomb Cloud Feng didn't even have time to react. He was hit by the dark light, or did Tomb Cloud Feng have no intention to dodge at all?

Bum!

"Ji Jie... I can't even dodge a move. It's really hard for me. Humph!" The unruly voice came out, and the rickety figure suddenly appeared and looked at the place where Tomb Yunfeng had just stood.

"Real?" Suddenly, the rickly figure was shocked, and then he froze forward, because the voice came from behind him.

"How about eating my stick?" Tomb Yunfeng was too lazy to chase the other party at all. He waved the black stick in his hand in an instant.

Boom!

The dark world seems to be shaking violently.