Strands of spiritual energy that could be seen with the naked eye flowed into the body of the thousand-year corpse ghost from Han Yue's jade flute as if it was real.
His body, which was gradually turning scarlet red, was constantly emitting "peng peng" sounds. It was the sound of muscles tearing and bones colliding.
One had to know that Han Yue had once successfully transformed a group of ordinary ghost servants into a giant during the tide of corpses.
And now, she had used the same trick on this thousand-year corpse ghost, and the effect was obvious.
"Ye Feng, just you wait. As long as we break the formation and catch you, whether it's your antidote or your magic treasure, no matter what, you're still at my mercy."
Ye Feng ignored Han Yue's aggressive words. His expression was solemn, as if he was calculating something in his heart. After observing for a while, he suddenly turned around to look at his sister.
"Xue Yi, are you done yet? How much longer will it take?"
"I …"
Ye Xue Yi's delicate body trembled. Actually, after she heard the flute, she had already caught a glimpse of the thousand-year corpse ghost's scarlet red body. Knowing that Ye Feng was about to fall into danger, she immediately became extremely anxious.
From just now until now, she had been trying to channel the spiritual energy from the sword mark on her back into the strange pattern on the top of the cave.
"Not yet, it's not complete yet."
"How long will it take?" Ye Feng's face was solemn. He clenched the Ice Emperor Sword in his hand tightly as he stared straight at the thousand-year corpse ghost.
The patterns emitted a thick aura that flowed like flowing water, slowly becoming transparent.
Over time, after Ye Xue Yi formed a connection with the pattern, her heart became clear and she already had some clues.
"It might take a long time."
"Hurry!" Ye Feng shouted. It was obvious that he was getting impatient.
What he did just now was not really to block Han Yue, but to delay her.
However, if Han Yue didn't eat this, then it undoubtedly meant that Ye Feng couldn't take advantage of the situation.
Fighting was the only solution.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure was like a bolt of lightning as he flew towards where Ghost Shadow was.
He raised the Ice Emperor Sword high up and fiercely slashed down at the heart of the formation.
Wisps of pure cold air were attached to the heart of the formation. Countless amounts of frost air froze into extremely hard blocks of ice, fixing the entire heart of the formation on the ground.
"Ye Feng, even if you know array dao, so what if you use this frost energy to reinforce the core of the array?"
Han Yue laughed coldly, "In front of this thousand year corpse ghost, all your efforts are in vain."
She raised the jade flute and waved it forward.
The hollow eyes of the thousand-year-old ghoul on her shoulder suddenly lit up, and it began to move forward against the hurricane.
"Roar …"
He quickened his pace as he faced the black whirlwinds without any fear.
With Gui Ying and the Ice Empress Sword's Ice Essence reinforcing the formation, the black whirlwind's power had almost doubled.
However, when these tornadoes flew towards the thousand-year Corpse Ghost, it actually ignored them and took them head-on. Its scarlet body was as hard as a shield, and from time to time, when it was struck by the strong winds, it emitted bursts of light.
This time, not even a single line of blood shot out from his body.
The black whirlwind that originally cut through iron like mud only left behind shallow scratches when it encountered this strengthened thousand-year corpse ghost.
"Xue Yi, how much longer?"
"Ugh …" Ye Xue Yi was still in a dilemma.
Unable to get a response from Ye Xue Yi, Ye Feng's mentality was not destroyed.
He gritted his teeth and still did not give up. Under the encirclement of the black whirlwinds, he was able to make a small path.
Following which, he struck out the Ice Emperor Sword in his hand towards the corner of the formation.
"Shua!"
The dense cold air was the same as when he froze the core of the formation. Thick layers of ice formed at the four corners of the formation, reinforcing the Whirlwind Formation.
As a result, the formation was stable and the black whirlwind became even more violent.
Although the whirlwind was still unable to harm this thousand-year corpse ghost, it could effectively slow down its speed.
However, no matter what …
Although the speed of this thousand-year corpse ghost was a bit slower, it was still moving forward.
Looking at his momentum, he would sooner or later break through this tornado formation and approach Ye Xue Yi and Liu Bing Qian's side to start a massacre.
"Xue Yi, faster."
"I'll try my best."
Liu Bing Qian could no longer hold it in and walked forward, "Ye Feng, take a look. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Wait a moment, Senior Sister. Don't worry about them. Entering this black tornado formation is dangerous, "Xie Chen blurted out when he saw this.
In his heart, he still had the thought of taking advantage of the chaos to escape. After all, the main target of Han Yue and the others was Ye Feng.
Therefore, it was not impossible for him to hide his strength and escape while the other party was distracted.
"So what if it's dangerous? It's not like I'm asking you to enter the formation. I'm the one who wants to help. "Liu Bing Qian's beautiful eyes were filled with determination.
"…" Alright then. Since you insist on following him to his death, I won't care about you. Take care of yourself. "Xie Chen spread out his hands and chuckled. Ye Zichen retreated to the edge of the rock wall.
Liu Bing Qian helplessly looked at her junior brother, shook her head, and then looked towards Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, tell me, what do you want me to help you with …"
"Alright, Bing Qian, listen up. Hurry up and activate your Fire Martial Spirit." In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng replied.
"Activate the Fire Martial Spirit. It can't be, it's not like we're concocting pills. "Liu Bing Qian's pretty face revealed a look of surprise.
Liu Bing Qian's Fire Martial Spirit was different from Xing Hui's Raging Fire Martial Spirit. It wasn't very strong against enemies. Generally speaking, it was only used to raise the temperature and roast the pill furnace. Therefore, it was no wonder that she was so surprised.
"Even if I don't concoct pills, I still have to use it."
… …. After a moment of silence.
Although Liu Bing Qian was puzzled, she still followed Ye Feng's instructions.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
She slightly calmed down and felt the soul remembrance surging through her body.
Waves of heat burst forth, and a scorching flame immediately emerged from her slender fingers.
"Ye Feng, and then?"
Ye Feng looked at her deeply, and a ball of ordinary blood-colored flame condensed on his fingertip, emitting a strange light.
"Of course it's to use the Fire Martial Spirit to condense both our flames."
And then, a divine light flashed in his eyes. The blood-colored flame was like an arrow, merging into one with the fire in Liu Bing Qian's hand.
After a short period of calm,
A surge of spiritual flames shot into the sky, bringing with it a spiraling stream of air. It was like a flood dragon, constantly changing its shape. From time to time, it would emit a demonic purple light, incomparably dazzling.
Spirit Level Flame
Without a doubt, this was the power of the Fire Martial Spirit, and the set of fire on Liu Bing Qian's body could increase the temperature of the fire.
Ye Feng put away the Ice Emperor Sword in his hand, in case the two polarities clashed.
Soon after, he saw that the heat of the Spirit Level Flame was almost condensed. With a slight focus, the raging flames that filled the sky were drawn out by his fingertip and flew towards where the cold moon was.
"You want to attack me?"
Han Yue chuckled. With a sweep of the jade flute in her hand, she easily swung away the flames.
"Ye Feng, your idea is not bad, but just like what the woman beside you said, this kind of flame can only be used to roast the pill furnace and heat it up. Yet, you want to use it against the enemy, and you even dare to use it against me, Han Yue. Could it be that you have exhausted all your tricks and have no other methods to use? "
Ye Feng didn't answer her. He only repeated his actions and pulled out a second flame from the Spirit Level Flame, striking towards Han Yue's position.
Then came the third Spiritual Fire, the fourth Spiritual Fire …
"I already told you, it's useless against me. Why don't you believe me?"
When Han Yue saw that he was doing this "meaningless" thing without getting tired of it, she was a little annoyed in her heart. The jade flute in her hand also didn't have any scruples as it brought about waves of wind and blew them away.
"Ye Feng, you stubborn thing. Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said?"
At this moment, Zhou Feng was also standing behind them. He stared blankly at Ye Feng's strange actions and couldn't help but think about it.
When his gaze fell on the flames that had been blown away, his expression couldn't help but turn slightly cold.
"Lord Han Yue, this is bad. Look at the left arm of this thousand-year corpse ghost … "
Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned. He knew that his trick had been exposed. His eyes flashed. He frowned and sighed, "What a pity."
"What? Could it be … "
Han Yue was slightly stunned. After thinking about it carefully, she immediately understood.
One had to know that before this thousand-year corpse ghost entered the cave, Gu Yuan Wu had used his black fire to burn off one of its left arms. This wound had obviously not healed yet.
Ye Feng had seen through this point.
After all, when Han Yue used the jade flute to blow away the flames, it would occasionally splash the flames onto the corpse ghost's broken arm, worsening his injuries and slowing down his speed.
If Ye Feng's first attack was the thousand-year corpse ghost's left arm, then Han Yue would naturally discover his opponent's intentions very quickly. That was why he pretended to attack Han Yue and used Han Yue's own hand to indirectly injure the thousand-year corpse ghost.
After being attacked by Ye Feng, even the incomparably hard corpse ghost trembled in pain. It was as if it was even more serious than all the injuries it had suffered from the black whirlwind earlier.
"Good boy, you are indeed cunning."
Han Yue coldly snorted and the corner of her mouth twitched. "If I don't kill you today, there will be endless troubles in the future. Ye Feng, now that you have used all your trump cards, let me see what other methods you have to block this thousand-year corpse ghost. "
At this moment, a delicate female voice sounded out from behind Ye Feng.
"Brother Zifeng, this is great, we succeeded!"
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