The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1320: Killing the Black Ling

Tiptoeing, the dragon sword in Ye Feng's hand glowed brightly, emitting the roar of a Qingyue dragon, and struck the black lattice on the altar head-on with the sword.

Just as the Shenlong Sword was about to hit the black lattice, a black light curtain suddenly spread around the altar.

The dragon sword struck the black light screen and received a huge rebound force.

Ye Feng's body rolled in the air, fell to the ground, and fell back several meters.

"There's no way you can interrupt the witchcraft I'm casting." Hei Ling let out a cold, strange laugh, and his eyes turned strangely red.

The sky above the altar was also shrouded in thick black air. The black air was filled with an intimidating coldness and coldness.

Soon, a huge ghostly face seemed to form in the black air.

"Sacrifice with my essence and blood, the death ceremony begins!" Hei Ling Jiejie smiled strangely, and after finishing speaking, he slapped his chest hard.

A large mouthful of blood and essence spurted out from Hei Ling's mouth, submerging into the rich black air.

The thick black air began to roll violently.

The ghostly face became clearer and clearer, reaching a height of ten meters and changing its shape slightly, like the face of a demon from the abyss.

That kind of terror and ferociousness brings trembling and fear to people.

Even though Ye Feng was an immortal cultivator, his soul seemed to be trembling under the gaze of the giant grimace.

"Boy, prepare to die." Hei Ling's voice was extremely vicious.

The use of this witchcraft destroyed Hei Ling's decades of cultivation.

Hei Ling stared at Ye Feng, the seals in his hands changing.Above the altar, the huge ghost's red gaze locked onto Ye Feng.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt that his body was stiff, as if he was fixed on the ground, unable to move.

The ferocious giant face slowly opened its huge mouth, and an extremely terrifying suction force was generated.

"Are you... tearing my soul apart?"

Ye Feng's expression changed, and he began to feel dizzy, as if his mind was leaving his body.

"Boy, I don't want any of your Taoist techniques. You will be driven to pieces today!" Hei Ling's voice was extremely vicious, and he danced on the altar while chanting ancient spells.

The invisible tearing force became even stronger.

Ye Feng's eyes began to become blurry.

Biting his tongue, Ye Feng shook his head violently, hurriedly activated the sea of ​​consciousness, and stimulated his consciousness with his spiritual consciousness.

The stimulation of spiritual consciousness was very effective, and Ye Feng's thinking gradually became clearer.

Slowly raising his head and looking at the black lattice on the altar, Ye Feng sneered: "Don't waste your efforts on dancing, it's useless."

"You, you... how is that possible!?" Hei Ling was horrified again.

Today, Ye Feng gave her too much stimulation and shock.

"Old witch, this little trick of yours may be useful against martial artists." Ye Feng's expression was cold, "Now, it's my turn to tear your face apart."

Ye Feng formed a seal with his hands, and his spiritual consciousness emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

Yes, what Ye Feng released was the spiritual consciousness skill - Spiral Wave!

The spiral wave fell on the ghost's face on the altar. The ferocious ghost's face suddenly fluctuated violently and began to become distorted, and the rich black energy also quickly dissipated.

"How is it possible? How can you crack the magic skills of my witch clan?" Hei Ling was finally scared.

"Broken!" Ye Feng shouted, strengthening the spiral wave of spiritual consciousness.

The ghostly face became more and more distorted, and it made a sharp scream.

More than ten seconds later, there was a "bang", the ghost face exploded, and the black air in the sky dissipated.

puff!
At the same time as the grimace shattered, Hei Ling immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath became extremely weak.

Obviously, Hei Ling once again suffered huge backlash.

While his illness threatened to kill him, the Dragon Sword broke away from Ye Feng's hand, turned into a stream of light, and shot towards the black lattice.

"You little bastard, you are so powerful. Even if I blow myself up, I won't make it easy for you!" Hei Ling's figure dodged and dodged the incoming Shenlong Sword, and instead swooped towards Ye Feng, looking like they were both going to die together.

Ye Feng would not die with her. His expression changed and he retreated violently.

Bang! !

A loud noise resounded through the mountains and forests, and all the rocks, grass and trees within a radius of tens of meters were turned into powder.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, and a rich bloody atmosphere floated into the air card.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and Heiling's self-destruction still shocked him.

With a move of his right hand, the Dragon Sword flew back into his hand.

After solving the black lattice, it’s time to solve the red maple.

Ye Feng jumped into the air, and his consciousness spread.

To Ye Feng's surprise, his spiritual consciousness failed to find any trace of Hong Feng.

Ye Feng then flew high in the sky, scanning the entire mountain forest like a carpet.

Two or three minutes later, when Ye Feng's consciousness scanned the edge of the mountain forest, he finally found the target.

I have to say that Hongfeng ran really fast. If it had been a little later, he might have escaped.

Besides, Hongfeng, who ran to the edge of the mountain forest, originally thought that he had escaped, but subconsciously looked back in the air behind him, almost falling to the ground in fright.

Ye Feng, holding the Dragon Sword, appeared in mid-air not far behind Hong Feng.

"Did this kid already kill Hei Ling!?"

This thought scared Hongfeng to tremble.

run!
The only option is to run!

I have to run even if I risk my life!
On the fields outside the mountain forest, there are large tracts of golden rice.

The rice ears hang their heads, looking extremely beautiful in the soft light of the setting sun.

Hong Maple's figure flashed and flew onto the path between the fields.

"Don't run away, just die." Ye Feng's figure flashed and fell to the ground, falling on the red maple like a god of death.

"Bai Feng is dead, Hei Ling is dead, is it possible that I will also die from this?" Hong Feng looked afraid, and thoughts were racing in his mind.

"Come and chase me."

"Giggle..."

On the edge of the field, children's laughter suddenly came.

Several children were playing and running on the edge of the field.

Seeing the figures of those children, a vicious look flashed in Hong Feng's eyes.

Hongfeng's toes suddenly flicked, and her figure suddenly turned rapidly in one direction, flying towards the children.

Ye Feng immediately understood what he wanted to do and frowned.

In just a few breaths, Hongfeng flew over to several children.

The children who had just been running happily were frightened by the sudden appearance of the red maple. They stumbled and ran away, and some accidentally rolled from the edge of the field into the rice field.

Hongfeng used her remaining right arm to directly lift a little girl and pinched her neck.

The little girl was frightened, struggled and cried loudly.

Ye Feng stopped three meters in front of Hongfeng.

"Boy, do you believe that I strangled her to death!?" Hongfeng tightened her right hand, and the little girl's face turned red instantly, and she couldn't even cry anymore.

Ye Feng sneered and mocked: "You are also a martial artist after all. In order to save your life, you resorted to such despicable methods. It is really sad and ridiculous."

Ye Feng's words made Hongfeng's old face look unnatural.

(End of this chapter)