Chapter 18 The Venerable of the Dead

At this moment, Ye Feng slowly stepped forward and looked at the soul charm quietly suspended on the altar in front of him. The soul charm was extremely dark, and a dark breath emanated from above!

This time, a vague shadow came out, and an eternal ancient atmosphere leaked out. It was condescending and could not be insulted.

"If you dare to come here, you will be cursed by the Lord. I, the Undead, will definitely curse you and curse you forever!"

In the haze, a vague shadow actually stood up. He was as tall as a mountain, like a king who ruled the world, looking at Ye Feng like an ant.

The hands of this virtual shadow hold a scepter in the left hand, engraved with many skeletons, symbolizing the supreme authority of the ghost realm!

And the right hand of this virtual shadow holds a huge sword that is enough to support the sky, and there are countless runes on it. At a glance, it is extremely deep, like a vast river of the universe, but it is full of infinite and strange breath.

This is the undead in the legend of the ghostland!

"This is... This is the virtual shadow of the undead! Holding the scepter in the left hand symbolizes the judgment. Holding a huge sword in the right hand, it symbolizes justice and kills all the people who invade the ghostland. This is the most powerful figure in the ghost realm to guard the soul charm!" Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Ye Feng looked at this tall virtual shadow silently, and his eyes were full of shock.

"It seems that I have to do my best!" Ye Feng muttered, and his figure flew to the void in an in an air. In the void, the magnificent ghost ghost shadow took action.

"Just destroy this virtual shadow, and I will definitely get the soul charm on the altar and suppress the Lord of Styx!" Ye Feng kept playing the extremely lethal Kunwu Four Swords, but it had no effect at all. It seemed that the undead shadow was not afraid of Ye Feng's Kunwu Four Swords at all. This was the first time that Ye Feng encountered this situation. Before, there was no strong man who was not afraid of Ye Feng's Kunwu Four Swords!

"Your soul will turn into the void of all evil, and give birth to infinite evil spirits and erode the earth! Your bones have turned into evil land and nurtured monsters! Your heart turns into a source of evil, moistens the devil, turns your teeth into an evil mountain, tempers magic soldiers, kills life..." This seems to be a curse from beyond the heavens!

The face of the undead is so dark and thin. He walked slowly around Ye Feng and sang in a low voice. There was an indescribable silence in the song, but no one could understand their singing.

Ye Feng took a step back, and there was a feeling of discomfort in his body, like the sound of singing came from the skull cavity of the undead. It was low, but it shook his skull numb.

The body of the undead man trembled slightly, and his skin became clear, as if there was light shining from his body, which was indescribably strange.

The singing is getting lower and lower, and it is like a low thunder. The hands of the undead are shaking more and sharper, and his whole body is numb. Ye Feng can't help but want to cover his ears.

The magic snails on the altar, above the altar, the eight pillars, are depicted with ancient totem paintings, all emitting a strange atmosphere. Ye Feng is being cursed at this moment, the most vicious curse in the world!

"Your body will become the flame of worshiping the totem and the soil of all evil!" The virtual shadow of the undead, the legendary language, is like an ancient flood, ancient and mysterious, and emits the most vicious curse between heaven and earth.

"Puff!"

Ye Feng spewed out a mouthful of blood. Is the curse of the undead a child's play? Even if he is a strong man with five elements, he may not be able to fight against it.

"This is the ancient ghost realm curse technique, the curse technique, weird sharp, curse the world! The undead master guarded in front of the soul-suppressing charm is indeed the existence of the soul-suppressing charm!" Ye Feng muttered to himself.

The Venerable of the Dead is gloomy. This virtual shadow covered by a dark robe slowly rises, like a witch coming to the mortal world, hating all the practitioners in the world, resentment rushing to the sky.

This gloomy black robe virtual shadow, holding a huge sword with infinite pressure in his left hand, waved, countless breaths of death immediately came out magnificently, as if Ye Feng's soul was about to be hooked away, and he was heartbroken.

"In the name of the ghost realm, I will scatter all your glory!"

"I will destroy all your mana in the name of the ghost realm!"

"In the name of the ghost realm, I will fall on your earth!"

"In the name of the ghost realm, I will let you fall into the world!"

"In the name of the ghost realm, I will let you fall into endless reincarnation!"

A boundless curse plunged Ye Feng into pain.

At this moment, Ye Feng, a violent roar, sounded like thunder, but he saw the huge virtual shadow of the undead. In an in an inn's moment, he slowly disappeared at this moment!

"The endless curse has entered your body. Even if you get the soul charm, the son of the anti-sky, the soul charm is not the most important thing, and the sealing of the Lord of the Styx is also the most important thing. You are cursed by the Lord, your hand, it is impossible to seal the Lord of the Styx, and more importantly, your son of the Sky is cursed by my undead. Curse, the eternal curse erodes your body. As long as you are cursed for a day, it is impossible to fight against our ghost realm again. Our ghost realm will rule the three worlds sooner or later!" The curse of the undead said an inexplicable word, which shocked Ye Feng!

Ye Feng wiped the blood stains on his mouth and said with a wry smile, "The Undead is just a dead soul in the ghostland. How can it be so powerful!"

At this moment, Ye Feng slowly walked forward and found that the altar in front of him was so strange that the pillar engraved with totem slowly emitted a faint light, and on the other side of the altar, there was an ancient door!

In the depths, a grand and ancient door, emitting boundless ghost gas, and even the markings on it, the eternal breath, were transmitted to Ye Feng's eyes.

That grand door is legendary, symbolizing the door of endless ghosts. Once the grand door of ghosts is completely opened, it may reach the peak of ghosts and become a great power like the lord of the Styx!

More importantly, in that door, there is the body of the Styx Master, who has not yet woken up yet. In that door, there is an ancient ghost power Styx Master!

As long as Ye Feng is in the altar and gets the soul charm, he can seal the legendary Lord of Styx!

In the dark, a huge ghost force was holding Ye Feng, inexhaustible and did not let Ye Feng rush forward.

Ye Feng even felt the sky above his head, the magnificent and huge ghost power, pulling himself, not allowing himself to force the altar, not to get the soul charm.

This is a kind of fatal temptation. It seems that as long as Ye Feng withdraws, she will no longer be restrained by this ghost. As long as Ye Feng moves forward, she will bear this deadly ghost force and die with deep regret!

Every time Ye Feng takes a step forward, he seems to be staggering to death!

"Would you like to curse me? It's a joke. I'm as firm as a mountain. How can I be cursed? Ye Feng let him be boundless ghosts. I stood still, and my heart was like a stone.

Ye Feng has fallen into a wonderful state at this moment, but at this moment, Ye Feng knows that although he has the cultivation of the five elements of the Taixu period, he is still deeply trapped by this curse!

It seems that as long as Ye Feng gets angry on impulse, his whole body will become extremely evil, so Ye Feng must suppress this curse.

"Immortal Magic Book, Immortal! Ghosts and Buddhas, all belong to me!"

At this moment, Ye Feng's two fingers in the sky, followed by the dark truth passed down between heaven and earth, infinite aura, magic, ghost, Buddha, rushed towards him, and Ye Feng's Taoism was also rising at this moment!

At this moment, he is like an ancient sage in the legend, extremely noble and dominates everything.

In Ye Feng's hand, he suddenly combined the four Kunwu swords into one. The Kunwu sword suddenly emitted countless bright lights and shone on the surrounding altars, dispelling the infinite strange breath.

At this moment, Ye Feng wants to split the infinite light outside the soul charm on the altar and get the soul charm!

"The boundless curse, the eternal constraint!" A vicissitudes of life appeared in Ye Feng's mind!

Ye Feng slowly withdrew the hand she had just wanted to cut off, and a proud smile was exposed on her face, which froze on her face.

Ye Feng's body suddenly dried up, and his skin quickly turned white and then gray, wrinkled, and finally wrapped tightly around the bones.

At this moment, the emperor in the distance, the fierce ghosts of the Styx River, the evil spirits and all the ghosts in the distance could not believe their eyes. Ye Feng seemed to be a tree and completed the process from vigor to death in an instant.

At this moment, Ye Feng turned into a skinned skeleton. In his deep eyes, two eyes emitting a wisp of vitality, quietly looking at the soul charm on the altar in front of him.

"Wo!"

At this moment, Ye Feng roared violently. At this time, Ye Feng collapsed and became extremely evil. Is this the curse of the Undead? The soul charm is really not so easy to hold. Even as the son of the sky, Ye Feng, the evil immortal of Kunlun, still has to bear such an endless disaster!