Ye Feng's real strength is not what they see in their eyes. He can not only fight with the old man in blood, but also possess immortal weapons, and is not eroded or oppressed by the power of hell.

Until now, Ye Feng finally killed the old man in blood in front of them.

You should know that the old man in blood is from the Qing clan. If Ye Feng kills him, wouldn’t it be challenging the majesty of the Qing clan? Isn’t it too easy to kill Ye Feng with the Qing clan’s hell in hell?

Especially, after killing the old man in blood, Ye Feng actually said at this moment that he is not a monk in hell.

How is it possible.

Ye Feng clearly exuded a hell aura, so why is he not a hell monk?

"Damn... you are not a monk in hell!"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the old man in blood was not dead yet. The head of the man rolling down to the ground was struggling unwillingly: "Impossible, how could you not be a hell monk? Your body, flesh and blood, and true energy are full of the breath of hell. If you are not, who are you..."

"Are these important to you?"

Ye Feng snorted coldly.

"It's true... it's not important, but I'm not willing to do so. I'm the butler of the Qing clan. I'm actually killed by you, an unknown junior. Why, the Blood Underworld Divine Art is an ancient magical skill. Unfortunately, my realm can only consume one-tenth of the essence of life in my body. If I can consume more essence of life, it's you who landed at this moment... But don't be too happy too early. If you kill me, you will definitely be furious from the Qing clan. Even if you are not a hell monk, you can't escape the pursuit of the Qing clan. In the end, you will die even worse than me..."

His voice was unwilling, with hoarse roars and misery, spreading in the void.

Everyone around was silent and could not tell what it felt like.

The steward of the Qing clan is so majestic on weekdays. Now he has been killed by an unknown boy, which is too desolate and sarcastic.

Under everyone's sight, Ye Feng came to him, looked at him expressionlessly, and said with a disdainful smile: "I'm so terrible that you can't see it. Besides, the Qing clan is just. Although I don't know how strong this force is, it's not that easy to kill me. As long as the Qing clan dares to cause trouble for me, I, Ye Feng, will one day uproot the Qing clan and let it disappear in hell forever!"

"You are arrogant..."

The head trembled, and a deep ferocious look appeared on the two eyes on it. He had seen a arrogant person, but he had never seen a arrogant person as arrogant as Ye Feng. He wanted to say something, but at this time, Ye Feng raised his foot and stepped directly on his head, trampling it into a pile of minced meat.

"Your body is pretty good, it just happens to be the nourishment for me to break through to my realm!"

Under everyone's sight, Ye Feng's hand was a big hand and the body of the old man in blood was taken into his pocket by Ye Feng.

"The resources of this great steward of the Qing clan are extraordinary..."

Ye Feng deprived the ring on the old man in blood.

The Qing clan’s steward who has survived for countless years has too many resources and treasures.

There are many weapons, spiritual herbs, elixirs, and combat skills. I suddenly see it, like a hill.

"That ancient magical skill..."

Ye Feng was shrouded in his spiritual sense and found the Blood Underworld Divine Technique directly inside.

This technique has its advantages and disadvantages. It can instantly improve a person's strength, depending on the progress of cultivation. If you practice fast enough, the greater the power of using this technique. To put it bluntly, the more energy consumed in life, the stronger the power of this technique will be.

The only drawback is that it is at the cost of consuming the essence of life.

"This technique cannot be used frequently, but it can be used as my trump card. Although it consumes the essence of life, as long as I continue to break through, the essence of life will soon be restored and will not cause any adverse consequences to me..."

Ye Feng put away the Blood and Nether Divine Art and studied it carefully if he had time. Now the most urgent thing is to go to the fourth level of hell.

However, I heard that the Qing clan is the overlord of the fourth level of hell. I killed the old man in blood. It seems that I should be careful when I go there.

"Um?"

Just when Ye Feng was about to leave here.

Suddenly his face changed, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly came.

His eyes sterned and he suddenly looked at a place above his head.

There, at some point, there was a figure standing there.

"How could it be?"

Ye Feng was shocked physically and mentally. His sensitivity was so powerful that he could not sense a mysterious figure appeared above his head.

The figure was wearing a mask, which was blood-red, ferocious, and looked extremely cold and weird.

He stood there, wearing a wide dark robe, covered in darkness, and was completely invisible.

However, above his underworld clothes, there are many mysterious and true texts of hell.

The words changed a lot, sometimes into a dark Tai Chi pattern, covering him, sometimes condensed into dark chains, squirming around him, elusive and deceased. Even Ye Feng saw the destruction and collapse of planes through those words, and countless creatures were burning and destroyed by the power of purgatory. Ye Feng seemed to hear the voices of those people roaring, struggling, and roaring in his ears...

Ye Feng was shocked physically and mentally.

This person, such a strong man, actually brought him such a terrifying mood.

Especially the aura of this person, real and illusory, floating in the void, seemed to be integrated with hell. His breathing and heartbeat were completely on the same frequency as hell. There was a kind of atmosphere of the same origin and the great way returned to the same place, as if he was hell, and hell was him.

Ye Feng was breathing rapidly, and the thought that appeared in his mind was that this person was too terrifying, giving him an unfathomable and beyond imagination.

This person is definitely a super strong man in hell.

Ye Feng didn't expect that he would actually attract such a terrifying existence.

He looked at this person, and the latter seemed to be looking at him, and a feeling of being watched in the dark filled his body.

"Oh my God, look, it's the messenger, the messenger actually appeared!"

I don't know who exclaimed at this moment.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Originally, the appearance of the dark figure did not attract anyone's attention, and only Ye Feng suddenly discovered it.

But after Ye Feng killed the old man in blood, he became the focus of everyone here.

They just saw Ye Feng's expression abnormality, so they looked in the direction of Ye Feng, and immediately saw a scene under their sight.

"It's actually the messenger here!"
Chapter completed!