Chapter 319: The Reappearance of the Yuanling

The sharp claws roared and surged. Situ

Whoops!

Ye Feng's figure flashed, relying on his mental perception to accurately resist the attacks of claw shadows. Fortunately, after wearing the Blood God Armor, Ye Feng's agility and strength have been greatly improved, so that he can fight against rigor mortis. He barely resisted the huge force of the collision.

However, the power of artistic conception has been activated once, and there is no possibility of it being activated again in a short period of time.

"Bang bang!"

Rigor mortis followed Ye Feng like a madman, and the fierce attacks followed him like a shadow.

If it weren't for Ye Feng's extraordinary mental power and heaven-level body skills, if it had been anyone else, he would have died of hatred under such a ferocious attack.

"This monster is really powerful. One of its eyes was blown out by Qian Yuan Qi, and yet it can still perform such a powerful attack. Now that my artistic conception power has been exhausted, I have no means to kill it for the time being. What should I do? Can I just force it? Are you ready to survive until the next time you have the power of artistic conception?”

Just as Ye Feng was thinking this, another sharp claw grabbed his head like lightning.

The speed was a beat slower, and at this time, it was too late for him to dodge.

Ye Feng was extremely nervous, gritted his teeth, and with a thought, a fiery red strange bird figure suddenly appeared on his body, and his vitality turned into armor. At the same time, he tried his best to push up the light shield inspired by the Blood God Armor.

At this moment, the only way to resist the attack is through these two means.

The sharp claw light crushed the air, making bursts of sonic boom sounds. Just when it was about to attack Ye Feng, the fiery red Suzaku strange bird waved its phantom wings, protecting Ye Feng within it and blocking the claw light from outside.

"Boom!"

The claw light struck the phantom of Suzaku, making an explosive sound. The red light immediately disappeared and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the aftermath of the few remaining claw lights fell down, and the Blood God Armor exploded in red. The light, like the roiling sea tide, instantly dissolves the excess sharp energy.

Ye Feng's figure trembled slightly, and he immediately took a few steps back. His face turned slightly pale. When he lowered his head, he saw that the Blood God Armor seemed to be safe and sound, without any damage.

"It's okay!" Seeing this, he finally felt relieved.

"call!"

Just when Ye Feng was secretly congratulating himself for resisting the sharp blow of rigor mortis' claws, a cloud of gray-black evil energy had already sprayed out from the mouth of rigor mortis with its fangs exposed, and shrouded Ye Feng down.

This time, the gray-black evil spirit did not condense into a ball like before. Instead, it dispersed instantly in the air, expanded and released, and actually enveloped a few feet in radius, leaving Ye Feng with nowhere to escape.

"not good!"

Seeing the gray-black evil energy rolling down around him, Ye Feng had no choice but to activate the Flame Lion King.

However, under the invasion of this gray-black evil spirit, the flames that rose up around the body of the Flame Lion King surged, and then they were all destroyed in an instant. This high-grade Xuan-level monster, which had always been invincible, suddenly became like a As if he was drunk, he was swaying and unsteady on his feet.

The poison is so strong that even the Flame Lion King cannot resist it.

Ye Feng's face was full of bitterness, it seemed that he was going to die after all.

This gray-black evil spirit can easily corrupt even the power of artistic conception, and its power can be seen. His current vitality transformed into armor has been dispersed by a claw of rigor mortis. The blood god armor can only protect against physical attacks, and is completely powerless against such nihilistic means.

Could it be that this time, we really want to end up here drinking in hatred?

Father and Hua Ling are still waiting for me to rescue them!

"Hey, it's such a strong aura of corpse evil. This violent and cruel aura smells really good. It seems like I haven't smelled such a good smell for a long time. Hey, kid, can you give me this aura of corpse evil?"

Just when Ye Feng's face was full of reluctance, a slow voice sounded loudly in the depths of his mind.

It was Yuan Ling whom he had not seen for a long time.

Ye Feng's face was full of excitement and he shouted quickly: "Damn it, if you want it, take it quickly!"

"You're welcome from that Yuanling." The Yuanling's voice in the Divine Sea sounded again.

"call!"

Like a whistling wind, a powerful devouring power suddenly surged out from above Ye Feng's head. The air in the void suddenly moved, forming a small vortex, pulling in the gray-black evil energy that was constantly surging around him. .

"Roar!"

On the other side not far from Ye Feng, the rigor mortis had a frightened look in its one eye, and its face became restless as if facing a formidable enemy.

As the gray-black evil spirit continued to dissipate and weaken, rigor mortis finally changed from hesitating at the beginning to sucking in, trying to take back the evil spirit it exhaled.

This gray-black mist, which is what Yuan Ling calls the evil spirit of zombies, is the essence of rigor mortis accumulated over time. In addition to being able to injure the enemy, it can be said to be the source of its original power.

The stronger the aura of the corpse evil, the stronger the power of the corpse evil.

Once absorbed by the Yuanling, the zombie's overall strength will suddenly be reduced to ten percent. At that time, it will be impossible to survive within the scope of the burial pit.

Monsters, other rigor mortis, and warriors who occasionally intrude are all their formidable enemies, so when they see each other, they are not afraid of the invasion of their zombie aura, and even absorb the original power that they rely on to save their lives. Okay, even though this rigor mortis is not very intelligent, he understands that something is wrong.

However, Yuan Ling is far more powerful than this rigor mortis.

The suction force between the two is simply not proportional. Not only was the evil spirit of the corpse stimulated by the corpse zombie absorbed by the Yuan Ling, but there were even strands of light mist that sprayed out from the seven orifices of the corpse zombie, and were also continuously attracted and absorbed by the small vortex above Ye Feng's head.

They could not escape or retract at all.

"Boom!"

After a while, with a slight sound, all the gray-black evil spirits around flashed and were swallowed up by the Yuan Ling in a very short time.

Not only was there no trace of gray-black evil spirit in the entire void, but even the evil spirits in the corpse zombie's body were absorbed, causing the corpse zombie, which was originally comparable to a half-step virtual realm master, to be reduced to the level of the first or second level of the innate realm at most.

In other words, the current corpse zombie is completely fragile.

The feeling of turning from strong to weak in an instant is really too abnormal. Ye Feng even saw this powerful monster that almost killed him just now, and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He chuckled and took a step forward.

"Woo!"

The zombie's single eye showed panic, and it glanced at Ye Feng and was about to run away, but Ye Feng would never let it go. He swung out the Destruction Knife and cut it in two. The raging flames burned the zombie's entire body.

At this moment, he felt relieved, put away the Blood God Armor on his body, and the weak Flame Lion King, and sat down on the ground with a somewhat depressed look.