Seeing the two Dao intentions intertwined by the body of the demon completely burning with energy and blood, Ye Chenfeng showed a dignified look, and 'Ying' was even ashamed, feeling deep fear.
She has never seen anyone who has cultivated the artistic conception to such an extent that the eightfold heaven of the dark dao has already exceeded her imagination.
"Humble human, you two can go to hell."
"Dark Ripple of Death!"
The body of the demon roared, and the Dao pattern of darkness and the Dao pattern of death blended together to form a death ripple, just like a turbulent raging sea, rolling in terrifying air waves, swallowing Ye Chenfeng and 'Ying'.
"Sword Spirit Puppet, defend!"
Feeling the horror of the dark ripples of death, Ye Chenfeng decisively ordered the sword spirit puppet to stand in front of him, and 'Ying' quickly walked around behind Ye Chenfeng to seek shelter.
"Boom boom boom!"
The dark ripples of death filled with two Dao intentions bombarded the sword spirit puppet's body at an extremely fast frequency, setting off a huge wave.
For a moment, all the sounds between the heaven and the earth were swallowed up, and the terrifying impact force continuously tore apart the space, causing the space in the temple to collapse.
"Puff!"
Although defended by the sword spirit puppet, Ye Chenfeng was still injured by the aftermath of the dark ripples of death, a large amount of blood sprayed out of his mouth, and cracks appeared on a top-grade heavenly weapon.
And 'Ying' was severely injured by this destructive force. The mid-grade heavenly weapon battle suit he was wearing was completely shattered, revealing his bloody body. He slammed into the palace wall hundreds of meters away, and fell dying. on the ground.
"Seven Swords of Judgment, Collapse the Heavens!"
With the help of the sword spirit puppet defense, resisting the deadly attack of the dark wave of death, Ye Chenfeng endured the impact of the destructive storm and flew into the air. The powerful soul power in his mind locked the body of the demon, and he performed a big killing move with the king's soldier in his hand .
The power of rolling killing and the power of artistic conception merged together to form the Heaven-Splitting Sword that cut through the heavens and the earth. It tore through the destructive storm, carrying infinite destructive power, and slashed towards the body of the demon.
Under the threat of death, the power of Ye Chenfeng's sword reached the extreme. Looking around, there appeared a space crack as black as ink in the space, and the power of the sword was overwhelming.
"laugh!"
The demon's body, which couldn't dodge in time, was sent flying by the Sword of Crashing Heaven, and his strong body was hit hard again.
"Humble human beings, I spare your lives today, and when we meet next time, I will definitely destroy you!"
His strongest blow was blocked by the sword spirit puppet with his body, which was very exhausted. The demon body covered with sword marks knew that it would be difficult for him to kill Ye Chenfeng, so he left a cruel word and fled to the outside of the temple.
"Where to run!"
When the demon's body was escaping, Ye Chenfeng ignored his physical injuries and forcibly crossed the destruction storm to stop it.
But when he passed through the destruction storm, the terrifying demon body broke through the temple's restriction, escaped from the temple, and disappeared in the endless black air current. "Let him escape again!"
The interception failed, and Ye Chenfeng showed regret. Once the demon body reorganized the demon body, it would be difficult to kill him.
"are you OK."
After the demon's body was injured and escaped, Ye Chenfeng slowly walked to the side of the seriously injured and extremely weak 'Ying' who was lying in a pool of blood, and asked in a low voice.
"I, I'm fine!"
'Shadow' sat up with strong props, crossed his hands in the air, exposed to the air, stained with blood, and said weakly.
"Heal your wounds, I will naturally keep you a share of this opportunity in the temple."
Ye Chenfeng glanced at the spring light of 'Shadow' exposed in the air, without a trace of disturbance in his heart, he turned around slowly, and walked towards the black sarcophagus that suppressed the body of the demon for an unknown number of years.
Just when he fought against the demon's body, his powerful soul felt that there was something under the black sarcophagus.
"This is... the fruit of death."
When he forcefully pushed away the cracked black sarcophagus, he found a half-inch-high, very slender black grass growing under the sarcophagus. On the grass, there were three rice grain-sized knots. The whole body was pitch black, containing the spirit of death. The fruit of morality.
According to the information conveyed by the God-eating Brain, these three black fruits are the Death Dao Fruit bred by the Extreme of Death, and each one is comparable to a real Dao Pill and is very precious.
"Lingyu, I have something good for you!"
The meaning of death contained in the death fruit is the same. Ye Chenfeng only needs one. With a move of his mind, he transported the drowsy spirit fish that devoured a large amount of heaven-level spirit grass from the universe. .
Swallowing a large amount of heaven-level spirit grass, the strength of the special spirit fish has increased extremely quickly, and has broken through to the fourth-level beast king realm, and its strength has exceeded ten million catties.
"Brother Chenfeng, this is..."
Sensing the pure spiritual power and morality contained in the fruit of death, Lingyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked with a blushing face.
"These are two Dao Fruits of Death, each of which is comparable to a real Dao Pill." Ye Chenfeng gave the two Dao Fruits of Death to Lingyu, and gave her a lotus seed of Dao Yi of the same value.
"Thank you Brother Chenfeng!"
Holding three Daoyi fruits that were enough to drive the masters of the Beast Emperor crazy, Lingyu said excitedly with his eyes bent into a lovely crescent shape.
"Okay Lingyu, let's go back to the Qiankun Realm to practice."
After finishing speaking, Ye Chenfeng took the excited spirit fish into the Qiankun Realm, flicked his finger, and shot the less valuable Death Dao Grass at 'Ying'.
Then, Ye Chenfeng released a powerful soul to cover the entire temple, searching for the location of the keel, but he searched the entire temple, but found no keel, and couldn't help showing a hint of regret.
"It seems that not every temple has dragon bones."
Ye Chenfeng sighed softly, swallowed the death dao fruit the size of a grain of rice, and quickly refined it to further improve his strength.