Chapter 7 Magic Gate Rally

Tianyu Mountain, since Ye Feng, Shang Wenlong, and Poison Prince, gathered here, the sky was covered with dark clouds. At this moment, the surroundings were full of murderous atmosphere, and crises were hidden everywhere. Birds and beasts had long been hiding three feet underground and did not dare to show up. Dark clouds rolled, and there was a faint thunder.

"Ye Feng, is it good to eat the soul and poison?" At this time, Mr. Poison asked with a strange face. At this moment, Mr. Poison remembered the green figure in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Feng's thin face is sometimes angry, sometimes painful, and sometimes helpless... In the dark world, there is a trace of ferociousness!

"Poisonous prince, fighting with demons is a common thing, but Ye Feng doesn't understand why you want to damage yourself and use this sinister soul-eating poison?" Ye Feng asked puzzledly.

At this moment, Ye Feng really can't understand what Mr. Poison is doing. The hatred between the two truths and demons has been there for many years, but few people really do self-harm cultivation and practice and attack the other party, unless they really have deep hatred, or are forced to be helpless by the situation!

And Ye Feng thought that there was no such deep hatred between himself and Mr. Poison, and Mr. Poison was not helpless on that day!

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the poisonous prince instantly thought of the demon girl Bitong, and remembered Bitong's words that day. Bitong was secretly in love with Ye Feng in front of him. Thinking of this, the poisonous prince trembled all over, hatred hit his heart, and his face kept twitching.

"Ye Feng, it's strange that you are too talented and sharp!" As soon as the poisonous prince's words fell, he picked up the magic weapon, the poisonous blade, in his hand!

At this moment, dozens of thousands of poisonous disciples came here from afar. The people in these magic sects are all dressed strangely, holding sharp weapons in their hands, or flashing golden light, or trembling with silver light, or colorful. However, these disciples of the magic Taoist ten thousand poisonous sects are only master-level cultivation, or master-level cultivation, led by a sudden It's the four snakes.

At this moment, Ye Feng looked at the many poisonous sects around him, and his face changed slightly. So many demons gathered in Tianyu Mountain. What on earth is going on? What is the intention of those demons?

At this moment, Ye Feng's three Kunwu swords have still not been taken back. The three Kunwu swords are floating in the air. At this moment, they can no longer play the illusion of the Taixu ancient dragon. After all, Ye Feng can't use such powerful secret skills many times. Otherwise, not only his skills are exhausted, but also may damage his own meridians. Ye Feng On the imperial envoy's three Kunwu swords, the light was extremely dazzling, shining brightly around this big peak!

"In this case, Mr. Poison, then Ye Feng will see you for a while and avenge the poison of the soul!" Ye Feng said suddenly!

Suddenly, the light around was extremely dazzling, and then Ye Feng's figure slowly floated into the air! Three Kunwu swords flew out and swung in front of him. The white light on the sword was bright and dark, and the light around it reflected and intertwined! Then, the sword shines brightly!

"Ah!" With a roar, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly burst out two substantial lights and shot away! The light above the three swords in front of him, even more so!

At this moment, three Kunwu swords raised high in the sky and fell down in an instant!

"Thunderkilling swordsmanship!" Ye Feng roared!

"Rumble!"

Then I heard a loud noise here, and the sky actually had the power of thunder and lightning from the sky, rapidly approaching! In an instant, it was not far from Mr. Poison!

Looking up, a cloud of more than a few feet turned rapidly above the head of the poisonous prince!

Suddenly, the dark clouds suddenly turned black, and the pillar of thunder and lightning was a little bigger! The next moment, a thick blue beam of light fell from the dark clouds, from the high sky, and fell on the poisonous prince!

At this moment, the poisonous son suddenly used the ten thousand poisonous blades!

A black light burst out, and there was a green light on the blade. The green light was so bright that it was very poisonous and flashed!

"Huh, Mr. Poison, your soul is poisonous to me. These ordinary poison gases can't hurt me at all!" Ye Feng said solemnly.

At this time, the attack shown by the ten thousand poisonous blades collided with the blue thunder and lightning power exerted by the Kunwu sword, but there were many cracks on the knife body of the ten thousand poisonous blades!

"Puff!"

The poisonous prince spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook, showing a trace of pain on his face! The blood at the corners of his mouth is also a little thicker! But that figure has no intention of retreating!

Ye Feng is now so provoted in the thunder killing swordsmanship. Obviously, in the past few years, Ye Feng's hard work has shown results!

The poison skill used by the poisonous prince's ten thousand poison blades also has no effect on Ye Feng. The poison skill issued by the ten thousand poison blade is very fierce, but in addition to the power of the poison skill, its attack power is obviously extremely poor. It was hit by Ye Feng's swords and spitting blood in his mouth. Shang Wenlong's eyes flashed in his eyes. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect Ye Feng is so powerful. After deeply eroding the soul poison, his strength has not weakened a little, and he can still be invulnerable!

"Cough, cough, Ye Feng, your body now has the poison of the soul, which can make all poison invulnerable. I admire it!" The poisonous son was stunned.

However, Ye Feng was not moved at all. Ye Feng was running the immortal record skill at this moment, attracting the aura between heaven and earth into the body, and the aura between the earth continued to pour into Ye Feng's thin body! He saw a white light in Ye Feng's hand, and these aura white lights rushed to the three Kunwu swords in the sky. The three-color light became brighter and more dazzling!

After a long time, Ye Feng shouted loudly! In an instant, it suddenly lit up around! The three-color light filled the surroundings of this mountain, and Ye Feng suddenly hit the poisonous prince again with these three Kunwu swords!

"Rumble!"

At this time, the poisonous prince actually put away the poisonous blade and rushed forward with the poisonous jade fan that day, hostile to the light of the three Kunwu swords. After a huge sound, the dark clouds scattered everywhere, and the sky returned to normal!

Ye Feng looked at a white fan floating in front of the three Kunwu swords! There was a faint light in his eyes, which shot straight out, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyes!

It is the soul-eating poison exerted by this fan, which has tortured Ye Feng. Now there is no antidote. After a month, if there is no other way to save it, Ye Feng will suffer the pain caused by the soul-eating poison day and night, and there will be life-saving worries!

"Oh!"

But at this time, the gloomy wind suddenly roared around, and the gloomy atmosphere permeated, which was shocking, and in the distance of this mountain peak, there was a violent atmosphere!

Ye Feng heard a burst of chills and secretly said that this thing must be a fierce thing! I don't know which person in the devil's way. In that area, this fierce thing is so powerful. I'm afraid it's a person in the devil's way who sent his own spirit beast to rescue the poisonous prince, but he doesn't know what it is that can show such fierceness!