84_84490 Shi Feng raised his head and stared at the big palm print that appeared above him and the others, the power of the Martial Saint, for him now, he felt that he had no power to resist.

Then, Shi Feng lowered his head and looked at the palm of his left hand, it seemed that he could only rely on it!

What Shi Feng was counting on was the blood-colored stone tablet that turned into a blood-colored stone tablet pattern in the palm of his left hand, this blood-colored stone tablet, according to the blood demon remnant soul, could only be urged three times because it was damaged, and he had already urged it twice, and only this one time was left.

As a last resort, Shi Feng really didn't want to urge this last time to destroy this stone tablet that had a small world of his own.

But at this moment, he has reached the moment of last resort, under the power of the martial saint, he can't resist at all, he doesn't urge, he can only die!

Immediately, Shi Feng's mind moved, but immediately after, a strange "hey" laugh suddenly came from behind him, "Hehe! Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! ”

As soon as he heard this perverted laughter, Shi Feng didn't need to turn around to see that this laughter came from the perverted Ning Cheng.

But then, Shi Feng sensed that a familiar power suddenly emanated from Ning Cheng's body.

Shi Feng temporarily stopped urging the blood-colored stone tablet, turned around, and saw that Ning Cheng's whole person had undergone a great change, and wisps of black smoke were floating out of Ning Cheng's body.

"Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! Ning Cheng lowered his head and smiled in "Hey", and at this moment, wisps of black smoke were swirling around his face.

"This force!" Looking at the power that overflowed from Ning Cheng's body, Shi Feng suddenly understood that this guy had taught which of his disciples, but this pervert should have some secret method, or secret treasure, and he had hidden these powers of cultivation before, so that he couldn't sense it.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Ning Cheng was still smiling, and his body was slowly floating up, yes, his body was slowly levitating upwards while slowly spinning.

"Humph! Dead perverted, snatched the old man's treasure book, and began to pretend to be a ghost again! Death to the old man! The old chrysanthemum not far from Shi Feng and the others snorted coldly, and the right hand that was slightly raised was gently patted, and at the same time, the big palm print that shrouded the three of Shi Feng slapped down angrily with the movements of the old chrysanthemum.

The power of the Martial Saint can really have the power to destroy a qiē.

"Hey, hey!"

Ning Cheng, who was spinning towards the void and rising into the air, seemed to be unaware of the big palm print taken in the air, and a vague red figure suddenly appeared in his arms, looming in Ning Cheng's arms, and at the same time, above Ning Cheng's head, pieces of red petals suddenly appeared, fluttering down and sprinkling on Ning Cheng's body.

Then, the red figure in Ning Cheng's arms gradually became clear, this was a woman wearing red clothes and long black hair fluttering, looking extremely charming, but this woman had her eyes closed, and the exposed skin on her body was also a miserable white, like a dead corpse, and Shi Feng could also sense that this woman was full of death.

Immediately after, wisps of black smoke like Ning Cheng's body also began to float out from the woman's body and drifted towards Ning Cheng, and then her wisps of black smoke connected with the wisps of black mist on Ning Cheng's body.

"Magi, we're going to start fighting together again." Ning Cheng stretched out his hand and touched the bechanting, pale face of the woman in his arms, and a sad smile appeared on Ning Cheng's face.

And at this moment, in the sky, the big palm print that had the power of the Martial Saint and slapped down angrily was about to hit Ning Cheng's body.

Suddenly, the woman in Ning Cheng's arms, whose eyes were slightly closed, suddenly opened her eyes, and then, two wisps of black smoke flew out from the woman's eyes, and quickly flew to the big palm print that slapped down angrily above.

"This! What's going on! What a power this is! Immediately afterwards, the old chrysanthemum on the ground, with an extremely shocked and shocked look on his face, tilted his head and looked up in a daze, his face was full of disbelief.

"How is this possible! I am a Martial Saint powerhouse, my Martial Saint power! Old Chrysanthemum saw that under the two wisps of black smoke that flew out, the big palm print with the power of the martial saint was silently dispersed, and his own power was dispersed like smoke.

"The power of death! It turned out to be Ye Feng's disciple! Looking at Ning Cheng above, looking at the power that overflowed from his body, Shi Feng spoke.

The Ye Feng in Shi Feng's mouth was his former big disciple, Ling Ye Feng, the Great Emperor of Death!

Then, Shi Feng continued to murmur: "And this pervert can be regarded as a person with outstanding talent, after cultivating Ye Feng's martial arts, he actually opened up another way of death by himself, such a talent, not much worse than Ye Feng's kid!" It's just that it's a bit perverted! ”

After breaking up the big palm print of the old chrysanthemum, the woman in red in Ning Cheng's arms closed her eyes again, Ning Cheng reached out and clamped it, between his middle finger and index finger, he caught a red petal that fell down, put it in front of the woman in his arms, and said gently:

"Magi, did you see that? This is your favorite red blood flower, and I have collected nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine for you, but I don't feel hard at all for you. ”

"Dead pervert, make spring to a corpse, and die to the old man!" On the other side, in the hands of the old chrysanthemum, there was a rusty bronze tripod, but although the bronze tripod was rusty, it exuded majestic power, and then, the old chrysanthemum condensed the power of the martial saint to the bronze tripod, and then, a palm slammed into the bronze tripod.

"Boom!" The bronze tripod roared, emitting a brilliant cyan light, blasted into the void, and bombarded towards Ning Cheng.

Lao Chrysanthemum's attack this time, using the mysterious and powerful bronze tripod, this attack, is not at all comparable to the big handprint just now, it seems that this is the real full force of the old chrysanthemum.

Previously, Lao Chrysanthemum obviously didn't put Shi Feng and the others in his eyes, in his eyes, Shi Feng and the others were like ants, with their own Martial Saint Realm, the power of the Martial Saint was enough to sweep them lightly, but he didn't expect that there would be such a change in Ning Cheng.

Lao Chrysanthemum's attack this time was also condensed on Ning Cheng's body with all his might, for him, Ning Cheng was the real threat, as long as he was killed, Shi Feng and the others could still be killed lightly!

Shi Feng's eyes have also been condensed on the bronze tripod shot by the old chrysanthemum, when he saw this bronze tripod, Shi Feng's heart suddenly appeared a sense of familiarity, and then, Shi Feng suddenly thought that this bronze tripod was exactly the same as the two bronze gates he saw in the forbidden land of death, whether it was color or material.

This mysterious bronze tripod must also be from the forbidden land of death!