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Chapter 721

Words:3389Update:22/06/18 01:11:23

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"It's that thieving cat!"

"Watch out!"

The Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul Lord noticed the faint omen behind the Witch King.

However, they had just attacked and couldn't stop it in time.

The Witch King was injured, and a layer of frost covered her body, slowing her down.

Shua!

The silver-gray line flashed and disappeared.

Shua!

A mysterious dagger that was as dark as a shadow pierced through the Witch King's head with a chilling blade.

"Arghh!"

The Witch King's body froze, and she let out a scream.

Blood flowed down her forehead, eyes, and face. She was like a female ghost that had died a horrible death.

The Shadow Kill Imperial Dagger's attack had critically injured her, and her lifeforce had been destroyed.

However, being a Void God Realm King, her Soul Intent was strong, and she didn't fall immediately.

"Where do you think you're going!?"

The Witch King gave a cruel smile as her body turned into a ball of withered ghost flames that turned into a flaming Ghost King several yards tall.

Hu ~ ~

The terrifying Withered Ghost Flames spread in every direction.

Miao!

The little thieving cat disappeared after one attack.

It was extremely sensitive to danger, and it left the Witch King's attack range before she could counterattack.

"Witch King!"

The Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul Lord revealed unsightly expressions.

In this state, the Witch King was burning her lifeforce and soul as the price.

Furthermore, she had been critically injured before she turned into a flaming Ghost King. Once she returned to her normal state, she would most likely die.

"None of the Emperor of Death's subordinates are normal …."

Zhao Feng's expression became solemn.

At this point, he was just a bit away from killing the Witch King.

The Emperor of Death's subordinates, the Death Spirit Lords and the Death Guards, were all stronger than others of the same cultivation.

Right at this moment:

The Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul Lord both attacked Zhao Feng at the same time.

Zhao Feng wasn't scared of the Dark Soul Lord's attacks, but the Yin Yang Lord's battle-power was close to an Emperor's.

However, the attacks of the two Death Spirit Lords missed.

Zhao Feng's figure disappeared.

"Lightning Wings Flying Technique!"

With the naked eye, all that could be seen was the blurry light of lightning wings flapping at high speed, breaking through the shackles of space itself. With a flash, it disappeared from where it stood.

In the next moment.

A pair of Scarlet Destruction Lightning Wings that were over two hundred feet in length appeared beside the female Void Flame Ghost Monarch.

Puchi!

"Wind Thunder Wings Slash!"

The Scarlet Destruction Lightning Wings condensed to the limit, and with a destructive aura, it slashed at the Spectral Ghost Monarch's head.

It was subtle.

The Wind Lightning Wings Slash landed right where the little thieving cat had stabbed the Witch King.

Moreover, the Witch King's Phantom Ghost Queen had just been formed and hadn't stabilized yet.

"Ah …"

A mournful scream of despair shook the soul plane.

Lightning Wings Flight Technique!

Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye detected the change in the Witch King's power and disappeared once more.

"Boom!"

The Witch King's illusory flame form instantly exploded, turning into millions of withered and blood-stained flames that dissipated into the wind.

Swoosh!

The lightning wings on Zhao Feng's back fluttered, and he flew a thousand feet away, barely dodging the core's powerful punch.

Even so, the blue scale-patterned skin on his body still gave him a cold, piercing pain.

"Witch King!"

The Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul King roared in shock as they watched the Witch King self-destruct and die.

Zhao Feng's attack was as fast as lightning.

It was fine if he didn't attack, but once he did, it was like a bolt of lightning.

This was the Wind Lightning Emperor's style.

With his unrivaled speed, his opponents wouldn't be able to block him at all.

This was the Wind Lightning Inheritance's pursuit of speed and offense.

Miao miao!

At this moment, the little thieving cat appeared on Zhao Feng's shoulder and rubbed its head against Zhao Feng's cheek.

The human and cat stood outside of the Death Spirit Hell Array.

Zhao Feng had just flown out of that large hole in the ice.

At this moment in time:

The Death Spirit Hell Array had lost two core members, and its power had decreased by more than half. It was full of flaws and wasn't far from collapsing.

"Now's the time!"

The child Demigod led the way and led the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array toward the frozen hole.

The hearts of the Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul Lord dropped.

Zhao Feng's side had successfully destroyed the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array from the inside and outside.

The little thieving cat had played a key role in this.

This was because attacking the outside of the array was much weaker when one was within the Death Spirit Hell Array.

This was also why it took Zhao Feng so much effort to kill the Witch King.

Lightning Wings Wind Flash!

Zhao Feng's wings fluttered, but he didn't return to the array.

"Arghhh!"

Screams came from the death guards outside the Death Spirit Purgatory Formation.

Every time the Wings of Wind and Lightning flashed, at least one or two Death Guards would die.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat played with the Shadow Kill Imperial Dagger. Every time it waved it, the cold wind would pierce through the air. Even if it was just an illusion, it could still kill it.

Weng ~ ~

The Death Spirit Purgatory Formation shook slightly, becoming increasingly unstable. Many cracks appeared on it.

After all, these Death Guards were also supporting parts of the Death Spirit Hell Array.

The Death Spirit Hell Array had already lost two core members, and adding on the deaths of the supporting Death Guards, it became more and more unstable.

Seeing the death of the Death Guards, the Yin Yang Lord and the Dark Soul Lord roared in anger.

"Yin Yang Sky Seal!"

The Yin Yang Lord decided to give up on the Death Spirit Hell Array.

Half of his body was white, while the other half was black.

Boom!

The Yin Yang Lord raised his hand, and everything within several hundred miles was filled with a black and white seal of Yin Yang.

Heaven and Earth seemed to be changed at this moment.

Zhao Feng's body suddenly froze, and his expression changed dramatically as if he had fallen into mud.

This time, the Yin Yang Lord's Yin Yang Sky Seal was even stronger since he didn't need to control the array.

"Die ~ ~ ~ ~!"

The Yin Yang Lords waved their hands, and a massive hand of black and white light appeared in the Yin Yang Heavenly Screen, giving off a domineering aura.

The nearby Heaven and Earth was under his control.

The Yin Yang Seal Hand merged into the sky, and its attack range was extremely large as it slammed toward Zhao Feng.

Even if Zhao Feng used the Lightning Wings Flying Technique, he wouldn't be able to escape, and he would be restricted.

This was because the Yin Yang Lord's comprehension of Heaven and Earth was extremely close to that of a Emperor.

Zhao Feng could only take it head-on.

A blue armor of ice appeared on his body, and he circulated the bloodline of the Mystic Ice Scaled Race to the maximum.

"Lightning Wings Covering the Sky!"

The scarlet-colored wings behind Zhao Feng's back suddenly expanded to a hundred-yard-long wing, reaching an unprecedented size.

With him as the center, the Giant Wings of Wind and Thunder flapped violently. Everything within a radius of dozens of miles was engulfed in a destructive scarlet thunder storm, like a burning thunder flame storm.

Through the hundred-yard-long wings of Wind Lightning, Zhao Feng's control of Wind Lightning increased dramatically.

Ta!

Zhao Feng roared, and his Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline and body condensed a Scarlet Destruction Fist that slammed into the Yin Yang Lord.

This attack squeezed out all of Zhao Feng's bloodline and True Yuan.

In that instant:

The True Yuan and bloodline power within Zhao Feng's body surged, and his aura skyrocketed.

The Scarlet Destruction True Yuan was condensed, compressed, and boiled to the extreme.

Boom!

Zhao Feng's body shook, and his Scarlet Destruction True Yuan became even more condensed. Its quality had reached the level of a Void God Realm King, and it was even slightly stronger than normal Kings.

In reality:

The quality of Zhao Feng's True Yuan had always been very high, and it wasn't much different from a Void God Realm King. All of this was because of the Demigod's blood in the Ancient Dream Realm.

And now:

The quantity of Zhao Feng's True Yuan had also reached the peak Great Origin Core Realm.

He was only half a step away from becoming a Void God Realm King.

"Boom! Boom ~ ~ ~ ~!

The huge Yin Yang Canopy let out a deafening rumble, and suddenly dimmed by thirty to forty percent.

"That brat …!"

The Yin Yang Lord was dazed and in disbelief.

Shua!

Shua! The wings behind Zhao Feng started to shatter and return to their normal size. He flashed through the air and met up with the child Demigod and the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array.

Blood leaked out of Zhao Feng's mouth as the wings of lightning flew through the air.

"As expected of a Peak-tier King, unrivalled against Emperors."

Zhao Feng's breathing quickened as he wiped away the blood.

In terms of foundation, the difference between him and the Yin Yang Lord was too big.

He barely managed to block the attack just now, so he wasn't heavily injured. However, the amount of True Yuan expended was terrifying.

If.

If the amount of Zhao Feng's True Yuan had reached the level of a King, then he would be able to easily fight against a Peak-tier King.

Without using the God's Spiritual Eye.

Zhao Feng would be able to fight against Peak-tier Kings like the Giant Shark King for a short period of time, but it would be disadvantageous if he fought for too long.

However:

The Yin Yang Lord's strength was even higher than the Giant Shark King's.

His soul, battle-power, and Intent were all extremely close to the level of an Emperor.

Even Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline wasn't as effective against him.

"Master!"

The child Demigod and the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array met up with Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng let out a breath. He grabbed a few resources and swallowed them to replenish what he had expended.

With the help of the child Demigod and the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array, Zhao Feng's chances of winning increased dramatically.

On the other hand, the Yin Yang Lord's array was broken, and only two Death Spirit Lords and a dozen or so Death Guards were left.

"Little Kun Yun! What you need to do now is stall the Yin Yang Lord! "

Zhao Feng ordered.

The child Demigod could suppress the Yin Yang Lord in terms of Intent, even though the difference in strength was huge.

"Understood! Master! "

The child Demigod's skin glowed with golden light as his Sacred Body and Demigod bloodline started to awaken.

Through this battle, the child Demigod's strength was stimulated, and he started to recover faster.

Heaven Sealing Eighteen Palms!

The child Demigod seemed to slowly push out his palms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Profound golden palms started to twist and sink into Heaven and Earth.

Everything that was touched by the golden palms seemed to turn into mud, and it was as if time had slowed down.

The area that the Yin Yang Lord was in was locked down and restricted.

"Who the hell are you!?"

The Yin Yang Lord's expression changed dramatically. Although he could use his Yin Yang secret technique, it was restricted and couldn't do anything.

The child Demigod wasn't his match in a one on one fight.

However, the child Demigod used the legendary Heaven Sealing Palm to suppress the Yin Yang Lord.

As long as the Heaven Sealing Palm didn't stop, the Yin Yang Lord's attacks and movements would be restricted.

Even Emperor Mu Yun wasn't able to escape, let alone a Void God Realm King like him.

"Good job!"

Zhao Feng was very happy. The Demigod revival plan hadn't gone to waste.

At the same time:

A surge of eye-bloodline power appeared in his left eye, and a dark silver bow appeared in his hand.

The scales of victory were leaning toward Zhao Feng. All he needed to do was increase the stakes.

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