Originally, he was still wearing a blue dress, but as ancient sounds burst out from his mouth, his clothes turned blood, and then his hair, eyes, and even skin. The whole person turned blood from head to toe, like a bloody man. His breath rose instantly, twice as powerful as before, emitting a strong energy fluctuation and blood-colored essence.

Buzz...Click!

Before the Destruction Dragon Spear could touch his body, it was blocked by a blood-colored barrier, and then a stream of blood-colored gas split out from the blood-colored barrier and wrapped around the Destruction Dragon Spear.

In just a moment, the Dragon Destruction Spear actually had a crack and then it was destroyed with a bang.

"What a strange magical power. Even the Dragon Destruction Spear is not his opponent. What kind of ancient magical power is this? It can actually increase his power so much!"

Ye Feng was deeply shocked. This was the first time he encountered such a strange martial art.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect that the Blood and Nether Divine Art is an ancient magical art, extremely mysterious, mysterious and ancient, different from all skills. It was obtained by me by chance. This technique can instantly increase my power several times. However, there is one disadvantage, which is at the cost of my own life, but it doesn't matter. I will consume some of my life essence in the future. I will recover, and you won't do it. Today, you are destined to die under my Blood and Nether Divine Art!"

Seeing Ye Feng's shocked expression, the old man in blood laughed out loud. He admitted that he had underestimated Ye Feng before. If there was no Blood Nether Divine Technique, he would probably have to spend some effort to suppress Ye Feng.

But now no longer.

He possessed the Blood and Nether Divine Art, and I don’t know how powerful people than him were killed. In his eyes, Ye Feng was just a burial object under the Blood and Nether Divine Art.

"It turns out that it is at the cost of life... No wonder it can instantly increase your power so much!"

Ye Feng was secretly amazed. This kind of martial art kills blood, and it must be guided by the blood of the practitioner to stimulate a stronger power: "But you think you can kill me. If I were not in hell, maybe there were some methods I dare not use, but this is hell, and the breath of hell can isolate everything. I have no need to worry about anything else. Today, I want to kill me because I don't kneel down, but I tell you that you can't kill me at all. Instead, you will be killed by me. The Qing clan... is it amazing? If you offend me, Ye Feng, there will be no good end!"

"call out!"

Ye Feng flipped his palm and a fragment appeared.

On the broken skin, there was a strong sense of immortality.

This is a mysterious fragment given to him by Nie Wuya.

If he was in the mainland, he would definitely not use this thing until his life and death.

But this is hell, which can isolate everything. He uses fragments of immortality here, and no one on the continent can sense it.

"The power of immortals!"

As Ye Feng took out the fragments of the immortal Tao, everyone here felt it, and the old man in blood even shrank his pupils.

In his eyes, Ye Feng was a hell monk, but now in Ye Feng's hands, he actually held a fragment of the immortal path exuding a strong fairy aura.

It's fine, but since ancient times, hell has no aura with human, immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas. However, he found that the fragments of the immortal path in Ye Feng's hands did not show any signs of repulsion because of being in hell. Instead, they merged with Ye Feng's breath, and there was a sign of compatibility with the great way and endless life.

"How is this possible! Who is he? Why can a hell monk control the power of the fairy world?"

Everyone in the town looked shocked.

The old man in blood even exclaimed.

He was born in hell and was born with a sense of arrogance that ignores any breath.

Because no matter whether it is the power of an immortal or the power of a god, even if the realm is stronger than his, he is not scary.

Because he has a powerful umbrella, hell.

As long as these forces come to hell, without his actions, the breath of hell will suppress, suppress and corrupt them.

However, Ye Feng is a freak.

He can actually control the power of the fairy world, so that fragments of the fairy path appear in hell, and are not oppressed by the breath of hell.

Such an incredible thing has never been encountered since he practiced Taoism. Even if it is regressed for hundreds of years, it will never happen for thousands of years.

But now, an incredible scene was encountered by him.

"actually……"

Ye Feng smiled mysteriously, but the old man in blood did not know that Ye Feng secretly activated the chaotic true energy, acting within the fragments of the immortal path, causing the fragments of the immortal path to appear in hell and were not oppressed by the power of hell.

In this way, the fragments of the immortal path can burst out with terrifying power of the immortal path. Although the old man in blood is a hell cultivator, his realm is only at the level of the Qiankun Realm. How can he be an opponent of the fragments of the immortal path?

Swish!

As Ye Feng finished speaking, his figure disappeared in an instant.

The old man in blood had a premonition of the seriousness of the matter and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose.

He burned qi and blood, consuming more essence of life: "Burning it to me with the Blood and Netherworld Divine Technique!"

At this time, his body was heavier in blood and energy, his life essence burned more intensely, and his appearance was also aging rapidly, but his breath became stronger and he already had the power of a half-step Tiankong.

A bloody barrier condensed around him, covering him.

call out!

However, these methods were futile in Ye Feng's eyes.

Since the fragments of immortal path have ignored the oppression of the power of hell, the aura and power that burst out is extremely terrifying.

In particular, the fragments of the immortal path are extremely sharp. Even if the old man in blood has reached the point of half a step in the universe, it is easy to destroy this barrier.

Tear!

A stream of light tear through.

The blood-colored barrier shattered.

The blood-colored old man's face changed drastically, and the barriers he had condensed were so vulnerable.

The next moment, without waiting for him to react, he felt something scratching his neck. The next moment, his neck broke away from his body. Because the speed was too fast, he did not feel any pain.

boom!

Ye Feng's figure appeared behind the old man in blood.

In his hand, the fragments of the immortal path were blooming with a brilliant light, but the light was converging and disappeared little by little. On it, a drop of blood was dripping from the fragments of the immortal path, and tick. At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of blood falling to the ground.

"Actually, I am not a hell monk!"

A faint voice came, and Ye Feng slowly turned around. His eyes were calm, as if killing the old man in blood was not much of an accident for him.

At this moment, his figure became eternal. Everyone looked at this figure, their minds roared and their bodies were trembling.

Before, in their eyes, Ye Feng was just an unknown hell monk.

The old man in blood is at the peak of the eighth level of the Qiankun Realm, and also possesses ancient magical powers and Blood-Mystery Divine Techniques.
Chapter completed!