Poof!

Chen Feng violently unleashed a black dragon and directly slammed into Yin Wuxue's body.

Yin Wuxue sneered, he didn't look down on Chen Feng's black dragon at all, but the moment he came into contact with the black dragon, his primordial spirit actually emitted white smoke, and even let out a miserable scream, and most of his body was actually devoured by the black dragon in one bite.

The Yin Bloodless Illusory Shadow immediately flew back, and after retreating to a safe enough distance, he looked at Chen Feng with a surprised expression.

The part of him that had been devoured by the black dragon had gradually recovered, but Fu Qi's phantom was much dimmer than at the beginning, and it was obvious that Fang Cai's blow had consumed a lot of his energy.

Ping Han was dumbfounded and watched this scene in disbelief.

After all, Yin Wuxue is a second-step powerhouse of the Dao, even if it is only a primordial god, that strength is enough to monstrous, and he was actually repelled so easily by this white-clothed young man, is this really the Lord of the Heavenly Dao?

Thinking of this, Ping Han beat a drum in his heart, and couldn't help but start to retreat, he already had the idea of retreating in his heart, the white-clothed young man in front of him was more powerful than he imagined, and he didn't have much confidence in the bloodless Yuan Shen.

It's a pity that the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun led the other two mixed element-level artifacts to block Ping Han's way, and the weapon spirit of the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun kept mocking Ping Han as a coward and a bad breed without conscience.

This made Ping Han so angry that he was smoking, but he was helpless, the strength of the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear and the two mixed-yuan level artifacts was already above him, which could firmly suppress him, and he didn't dare to act at will.

Chen Feng blasted his strength and released a black dragon again, and the two black dragons continued to sweep forward together, instantly bullying Yin Wuxue, and with a wave of the huge dragon claws, they easily shredded Yin Wuxue's primordial spirit.

Reciprocating three times, the bloodless primordial spirit of yin was almost dim and transparent, Chen Feng knew that even if he didn't do anything next, this trace of bloodless primordial spirit would gradually dissipate.

Yin Wuxue was extremely unwilling, he glared at Chen Feng coldly, and said: "Mole ant, if you dare to kill Ping Han, it will be an endless fight with my Ghost Spirit Sect, and when the time comes, when this seat returns, the heavens and the earth will also destroy you." ”

Chen Feng sneered, ignoring the bloodless yin at all, but walked towards Na Pinghan.

Ping Han was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, but unfortunately, the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun blocked Ping Han's way with two mixed-yuan artifacts, and the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun was even more cheap, and he constantly harassed Ping Han, making Ping Han unbearable.

Chen Feng just grabbed it casually, and easily held Ping Han in the palm of his hand.

Ping Han wanted to resist, but Chen Feng's strength was too terrifying, like catching a chicken, Ping Han was very easily lifted by him and couldn't move.

"Do you really dare to kill Ping Han? If you let Ping Han go, my Ghost Spirit Sect will not blame you for what you did before!" Yin Wuxue was a little anxious, and hurriedly spoke.

Chen Feng sneered: "Now that the life and death of this Pinghan are in my hands, shouldn't you speak to me in a pleading tone? ”

After speaking, as soon as Chen Feng's right hand was forced, the terrifying power burst out, and immediately Ping Han's neck was crooked, his vitality was cut off, and his soul was shattered.

"Ahh ”

Yin Wuqi was in a hurry, he didn't expect Chen Feng to really do it, and it was in front of his eyes, killing Ping Han, which was a direct slap in the face.

Chen Feng didn't bother to pay attention to Yin Wuxue, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he completely wiped out the little Yuan Shen that was left in Yin Wuxue.

"It's time to go into the Netherworld Capital and have a look!"

Chen Feng's gaze was clear, he knew that this Netherworld Clan's territory could not stay any longer, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

There were also gatekeepers at the gate of the capital, although Chen Feng did not have a pass, but after giving two top-grade spirit stones, Chen Feng easily entered the capital of the Netherworld.

However, the moment Chen Feng entered the capital, he frowned, because he found that in this capital, there was a faint aura that he was subconsciously familiar with.

This aura is very similar to the Divine Fire Source, but it is different.

"Could it be...... There are other top-level flames in this capital, can't you?"

Chen Feng thought of something, and his eyes were full of shock and joy.

In the outside world of the Eastern Soil, in the midst of the sea of suffering, an extremely luxurious spaceship stopped near the site of the original Dao Tomb.

On the deck of the spaceship, there was a group of people, the leader of whom was a man with a majestic expression, and beside this man, a middle-aged man with a cold face was always accompanied.

This majestic man is none other than Youlin, the third master of the Netherworld family who set off from the ghost wharf and came to the bitter sea.

And the old man standing beside Youlin was the Ghost Spirit Sect Master Yin Wuxue.

"There's a strange aura left in this old site, and not far from here, I can sense the scent of the maple Nether. ”

Youlin frowned slightly, looked around the sea, and said in a low voice.

Yin Wuxue cautiously, followed Youlin's gaze to look around, and said quite cautiously: "My lord, in addition to this, I also feel a terrifying killing intent, this killing intent is very terrifying, even I feel a palpitation. ”

Yin Wuxue's heart trembled slightly, especially after feeling the surging killing intent that escaped around him, his face was ugly.

This killing intent was too pure, too destructive, he couldn't help but think about it from his own standpoint, if he faced this powerful killing intent, would he be able to stop it?

Youlin's face was also extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This killing intent is indeed terrifying, but the maple ghost envoy was not killed by the owner of this killing intent, but the killing intent is the strongest where that strange aura is, and that strange aura should be killed under this killing intent." ”

"My lord, did you sense the murderer's breath?" asked Yin Wuxue.

Youlin shook his head and said: "I guess the source of this killing intent is a murderous thing, because the killing intent of this murderous thing is too terrifying, covering up the murderer's breath, I can only vaguely feel a trace of breath, as if this breath is very weak, just the Dao Yuan Lord ......"

Speaking of this, Youlin couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, feeling ridiculous to come to such a conclusion, thinking that he should have been misled by this terrifying killing intent.

Yin Wuxue also laughed dumbly, obviously not thinking that the murderer would be a Dao Yuan Lord, after all, in their eyes, the Dao Yuan Lord was an ant that could be pinched to death.

How could such an ant have the strength to kill such a strong person comparable to the level of the Heavenly Mandate Lord, this is simply impossible.