Chapter 4 Burning Life

After absorbing the black sword light, Ye Feng's power began to turn from dark to gold, constantly getting stronger, and began to attack.

And the latest strange thing is that because this sword absorbs the light of Yan nature and has his power in it, so that Yan nature's next defense has no effect at all, and he can only watch it fly.

At this moment, Ye Feng saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but there was a trace of panic in Yan's natural eyes. It's just that Ye Feng's face is gray at this moment, and it seems that his vitality has been pulled out. Although his whole body has not fallen, his breath has gradually weakened.

The danger comes so fast that Yan naturally can't think too much. In a hurry, Yan naturally planned to forcibly crack the sword, but he suddenly thought that this Kunwu sword was an ancient thing, and its power was the strongest in the three worlds. How could he resist it? Only the strong man with a great difference in strength with Ye Feng could resist this sword.

And at this moment, Yan naturally started the separation cone in his hand.

One is Ye Feng's Kunwu sword refined with refined with refined blood, which is also a fierce separation cone between heaven and earth. After the two meet, they naturally show their own power and fight. Unfortunately, Ye Feng's sword can't resist the hegemony of Li Renkai on the Holy Mountain of Huangquan.

Dodging to hold Ye Feng, Mo Yanyao lost a fairy power to him and said in a low voice, "Be strong, as long as you don't die, you will have hope to save Bitong. You have tried your best, and leave the rest to me. Wait a minute, I broke through this boundary. Please remember that no matter what method is used, the three of us will definitely leave here together and go out alive.

Ye Feng looked at her sadly. For her words, it was a little desolate. Do we still have such a chance?

In Huangquan Shengshan, the holy place of Huangquanmen, Ye Feng, Lin Ningqi and Mo Yanyao, are there really any chance to escape? This time, Ye Feng underestimated the Holy Mountain of Huangquan and Yan Nature.

Mo Yanyao seemed to know what Ye Feng was thinking. She patted him on the shoulder and gave him a reassuring look. After that, she gently sent Ye Feng to Lin Ningqi.

With both hands on his back, Yan is naturally arrogant, and the dark clouds echo outside, stretching out layer by layer, filling the whole boundary space. Following his bold dive, the whole space is full of the magic of black clouds. The strong magic will ravage a space every time it goes.

At this moment, Mo Yanyao took a step forward, suddenly narrowed the distance, and resolutely looked at Yan Nature. At this moment, Mo Yanyao's eyes were full of determination.

In the sky, Yan's whole body is full of black brilliance, and black light, like wings, rushing in all directions, setting off a peerless style.

Around, the dark clouds gradually gathered, and all the space in the boundary were filled with this strong black cloud with the power of devouring.

The invisible pressure pressed Ye Feng and Lin Ningqi, and they were out of breath. However, Mo Yanyao held the Feng Ya sword, exuding the smell of ice and fire all over her body.

When the black clouds came, Mo Yanyao moved. As if she knew the strength of Yan Nature, it was not only enough to fight, but also to dodge, because she had long known that there were some things that could not be avoided and had to be faced.

In order to protect Ye Feng and Lin Ningqi, Mo Yanyao stretched her hands. At this moment, Mo Yanyao relaxed all over, and the running trajectory of fairy power in her body changed quietly. She no longer ran in the same way as before, but changed to a slightly unfamiliar but familiar road.

The airflow began to change constantly. Yan naturally burst into black light, and the whole body looked majestic and secret, and at the same time a little strange.

Around, the air began to tighten, and the strong momentum put pressure on Mo Yanyao from top to bottom, forcing her to take off inch by inch, and the breath shrank into a ball, as if she had no strength to fight. In this regard, Mo Yanyao could only run her last strength and resist desperately, thinking that Ye Feng and Lin Ningqi would strive for the time to recover their strength.

At this moment, Ye Feng took this opportunity to constantly absorb the power in the boundary and the magic outside. The power of the nine scrolls of Tiandao flashed out, and the infinite power of Tiandao came from all directions.

"Yan Yao, you step down, I'll do it!"

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly roared and replaced Mo Yanyao. Yan's power was too strong. Only by constantly alternating recovery, the three of them could they really escape.

At this time, Ye Feng smiled and laughed discontentedly. Ye Feng's original fragile body and extremely weak courage suddenly became stronger. The flames around him soared, and the spinning fairy power stretched out inch by inch in an extremely subtle way, and violently collided with Yan's natural dark clouds, competing for the control of space.

Ye Feng's whole body flashed gorgeously, and his body took off again, forming a strange formation, emitting a steady stream of heat.

Aware of Ye Feng's abnormality, Yan naturally frowned slightly. At that time, he increased the pressure and stopped the fierce extension of Ye Feng's power outside.

Three feet away, Yan naturally said coldly, "I didn't expect you to retain your strength. Even so, you can't escape this disaster today."

Ye Feng was indifferent and said solemnly, "You're wrong. I don't plan to escape today. What I want to do is to break through your boundary and let them go out smoothly."

Yan naturally laughed when he heard the words, as if he had heard something grotesque. He sneered and said, "You're not dreaming, are you?"

Ye Feng didn't say a word, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

Staring for a long time, Ye Feng kept resisting under Yan's strong terrorist power.

With his hands raised high, Ye Feng's heavenly power rose, and an awakening force suddenly revived, following his cry and burning violently.

Under the feet, the soaring flame began to accelerate at this moment, and the light outside became more and more dazzling.

For a long time, just for a long time, the courage of Ye Feng has caught up with Yan nature.

That kind of courage, which stimulates the burning of power, makes this thickest power, sublimated again and again and in an instant, the power of the condensed flame, filled all the boundary, burned up the black clouds, and forced Yan nature's expression to be panicked.

Looking at Ye Feng with resentment, Yan naturally shouted wildly, "You are not the power of immortality or the power of magic. What is it? Tell me quickly?"

In the angry shout, Yan naturally stimulated the magic in his body again. With his supreme power, he reversed the situation and pushed Ye Feng's flame back a few feet.

Looking at Yan nature solemnly, Ye Feng's body was full of majesty, and she shouted powerfully: "Nine volumes of heaven, the law against the sky! Now, let you see the burning anger of the power of the nine volumes of Tiandao. Burn it, flame! Exchange my life for your supreme power, burn all the evil forces in the world, and return the world to peace!"

Following his words, the flames around him suddenly accelerated to burn. The power of heaven, which represents the righteousness of the world, was ten times and a hundred times the outbreak at the urging of Ye Feng's price of life.

At this moment, the heaven and earth were shaken. In all the boundary, the flames flew furiously, and the soaring power of heaven and the flames grew crazily. With its resolute confidence and determination, it ignited everything in the world. No matter how Yan naturally stimulated the power of heaven, it could not be subdued.

Sensing his madness, Yan naturally roared, "Damn it, you actually lost the genitrite in your body, sacrificed the fierce fire with life, and exchanged the power of heaven in exchange for the burning flame! I won't let you get what you want."

In resentment, Yan naturally exerted all his strength at this moment at the cost of his life, but the magic skills operated by Yan naturally are not as mysterious as the nine-volume skills of Tiandao. Surrounded by black flames around Yan Nature, it seems to be extremely similar to Ye Feng, but it is slightly inferior to the flame of Ye Feng. chou.

Following the use of Yan nature, the fierce fire magic around him was assimilated, and there were many magics of heaven and earth. They moved closer to him, but most of the heavenly power still rotated outside Ye Feng and sublimated with him.

On the ground, Mo Yanyao and Lin Ningqi looked at Ye Feng with tears in their eyes.