Chapter 325: Ten Thousand Years Corpse Demon

It's not against me, could it be...

Thinking of the high-pitched and sharp voice he heard before, Ye Feng's heart tightened. Could it be a declaration of war?

Was it the firebird that declared war on the zombies in this area?

If that was the case, Ye Feng's heartbeat accelerated. The fisherman benefited from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam. In this way, it seemed that he really had a chance. Thinking Rabbit

Just then, he found that within his sight, there were hundreds of slightly weaker red afterimages, rushing towards the lake with great momentum. With the brilliance of the flames in the lava lake, Ye Feng saw that there should be dozens of intermediate zombies, gathering here.

"To fight against a corpse demon, dozens of high-level zombies, hundreds or even thousands of low- and medium-level zombies with his own strength, the strength of this little firebird is beyond my imagination."

It should be the Qingwu Youhuo.

Ye Feng raised his figure higher, and as his vision became wider and wider, the range he saw was also larger.

In this area, whether high-level, medium-level, or low-level corpses, they all gathered in an endless stream, as if an army had heard the assembly call blown by the commander. Among them, the high-level corpses, under the command of the powerful corpse demon, had already flown to the lava lake and shot at the firebird, while the medium-level and low-level corpses were densely packed around the edge of the lava lake, staring at them.

These low-level corpses were not qualified to participate in the battle directly. The firebird was so powerful that even a trace of residual power would be enough to kill them.

At this moment, Ye Feng was sure that his guess was almost right, and the two sides were really going to have a big fight.

That might be his only chance.

Ye Feng was very excited in his heart, and he unfolded his body skills and approached the lava lake silently.

Because the attention of the corpses was attracted by the firebird in the lake, this distance allowed Ye Feng to move freely.

Occasionally, one or two came too close, and Ye Feng directly let the Yuan Ling absorb their corpse evil spirit and then kill them.

Of course, Ye Feng was always alert in his heart, but perhaps his cultivation was too ordinary, so he didn't attract the attention of the corpse demon and the fire bird at all. It was true. How could two powerful beings who were at least at the level of martial kings fight each other and distract their attention to a small shrimp like Ye Feng?

Along the way, Ye Feng tried his best to restrain his breath.

The straight-line distance from where he was to the lava lake was only a few thousand feet. Although Ye Feng couldn't run at full speed at the moment, this distance would only take a moment.

After an incense stick, he approached the edge of the lava lake. Strangely, even though many corpses could obviously sense his presence, they did not encounter any obstacles.

Could it be that... the fire poison and the fluctuations of vitality in this area were too intense, blinding the six senses of these low- and middle-level corpses, making them regard themselves as the same kind?

There was such a possibility. At least the closer Ye Feng got to the lake, the more dizzy he felt.

He also knew that the elixir given by Mr. Zhao was not omnipotent, and he had to fight quickly and leave this place as soon as possible.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You just happened to encounter two strong men fighting each other. Maybe with the help of this Yuan Ling, you will have a chance to succeed..." Yuan Ling said.

Above the green lotus in the middle of the lava lake, the firebird was no longer translucent as before, but was flying in the air, its whole body as bright as a small sun. On the four sides of the firebird, under the leadership of the corpse demon, dozens of high-level corpses surrounded the bright and dazzling firebird from all directions.

Although they haven't started yet, looking at this posture, the war is about to break out.

"Why are they fighting each other? Internal strife?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"What is internal strife? The strange fire is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and the corpse is a monster that human warriors have been corrupted by fire poison. The two do not belong to the same species at all, and it is impossible for them to live in harmony. In addition, both sides are eyeing the spiritual grass in the center of the lake. It is not impossible for one side to completely destroy the other side..." Yuan Ling explained.

Ye Feng's mind suddenly became clear.

Survival of the fittest, whoever wins this war will gain great benefits.

This corpse demon was transformed from a powerful king who was corrupted by fire poison ten thousand years ago. He controls many low-level corpses in this area. Mr. Zhao Da also said before that the Lihuo Linglian is the companion spiritual plant of Qingwu Youhuo. Where there is Qingwu Youhuo, there will most likely be Lihuo Linglian.

In other words, Lihuo Linglian was born for Qingwu Youhuo and plays an extremely important role for Qingwu Youhuo.

Now that the Lihuo Linglian is about to mature, the corpse demon wants to take this spiritual plant for himself, but encounters the Qingwu Youhuo who is guarding the Lihuo Linglian and condenses into this firebird, which leads to the current situation.

The two sides are facing each other in the sky above the lava lake, and there are a large number of corpses around them, staring at the edge of the lake.

As for Ye Feng, he is hiding in a dark corner, restraining his breath and waiting quietly.

The confrontation continues.

The corpse demon stood proudly in the air, and the fire poison energy blowing towards it made its huge aura spread out without a doubt. A vortex formed in the lake below, and the surrounding sky was flashing with fiery red purple lightning like a spirit snake, but it was completely unmoved. The purple lightning seemed to have spirituality and avoided the corpse demon and the group of high-level corpses nearby. It seemed that there was an invisible force field around them, distorting the space.

"Gaga... Qingwu, today, the spirit lotus will be ripe, and this king will definitely get it..."

In the sky, the corpse demon suddenly spoke, speaking a slightly stiff human language.

A monster can talk. This was the first time Ye Feng encountered this situation. But then, Ye Feng remembered that the corpse demon himself was a strong man in the human king realm, so it was not surprising that he could talk.

Is it useful to just follow a ball of fire and say something like this?

However, the situation was beyond Ye Feng's expectation. The little bird on the opposite side seemed to really understand. After hearing what the corpse demon said, the light on the bird suddenly became three-point brighter, and the purple thunder fire flashing in the field became denser than before.

The zombie demon showed no fear at all, and said sonorously: "Ten thousand years ago, I entered the burial pit with the intention of subduing and refining you... However, my success fell short... At the last moment, I could not resist the fire poison invading my body, and became As it is now, for these ten thousand years, I have been imagining that this day will come. If I refine you and then devour the spiritual lotus, I will have the opportunity to achieve the holy realm..."

"When you fulfill me, you also fulfill yourself. Don't you want to bring the glory of your green black fire to greater glory in this king?"

After the corpse demon finished speaking, he started laughing wildly, and Ye Feng looked strange as he listened.