From the magic cloud, magic stone to the magic wolf living in the body of the Wolf Sword Ancestor, they all finally understood the fate of their demon brothers. They were not simply killed by Ye Feng, but were captured and taken back to the Netherworld by the Soul Gathering Order.
Moreover, after they found out, their demon souls were directly sucked away by the Soul Gathering Order, and they were unable to notify the magic witch at all.
The witch said in surprise: "Soul Gathering Order, it turns out that you are also in collusion with the Death God of the Underworld."
"What do you mean by collusion? We call it cooperation. Together we will deal with you demons who are doing evil in this world."
The witch raised the bone staff in his hand and smashed it at the flying sword that was spinning in the air. He felt a huge pressure coming from the Thunder Sword and almost smashed it away.
Ye Feng took the Thunder Sword back into his hand.
Looking at the glittering Thunder Sword, which could also have an auxiliary attack and strike powerful lightning, the witch was amazed and asked in confusion: "Did you refine this sword yourself? It can even strike lightning."
Ye Feng sneered contemptuously: "Your question is very unprofessional. How did you become the number one magic wizard under the Demon Emperor? My sword is called Thunder, and it contains Thunder Essence Stone, so of course it can produce thunder and lightning. If I don't refine such a powerful immortal weapon myself, will someone be so kind as to give it to me?"
"I never knew this kid was so talented. He can even refine weapons. I am increasingly reluctant to kill you."
"Come and kill me if you can."
The magic wizard glanced at Yi Yefeng with a sneer, and a black gas spurted out from his bone staff, which floated up to the top of the magic wizard's head.
The magic power of the witch himself is not strong, but his eyes, his calm aura, and a powerful energy hidden in him are his magic power.
The black gas became thicker and thicker, and finally condensed into a long sword as dark as ink.
The black sword continuously extended and retracted black light, and contained a terrifying energy. The entire underground ice palace seemed to become colder, and the ground was faintly vibrating.
Ye Feng understood that the ink-stained long sword was not a real long sword, but a pure energy, just like Jiang Yixue's ice bow, which was completely condensed by the ice energy in the body.
The same goes for this ink-stained long sword.
This long sword was solidified from a strange energy. Ye Feng didn't know where this energy came from, but he felt that this energy did not come from the witch's body.
The source of this energy is difficult to see with the naked eye, but Ye Feng has his own divine eye that can tell destiny.
He used his divine eyes to observe secretly, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became. He saw that this ink-stained sword was not a product of this space.
The reason why it is as black as ink is actually a space crack.
A spatial crack appeared in the space above the witch's head. The energy was enough to cause the two worlds to collapse, causing the two spaces to collide with each other and disappear.
This sword-shaped black hole flashed with wild lightning and had a powerful suction force that sucked away all the ice around it, as if it wanted to suck up everything in the world.
Ye Feng secretly tried hard to resist the suction.
A smug grin appeared on the witch's face, mixed with the pleasure of revenge.
In this land of ice and snow, five thousand years ago, he died under the axe of the God of Ice and Snow. Although he could no longer find any trace of the ancient gods, he met Ye Feng, who had the blood of the ancient gods.
In his heart, he has already regarded Ye Feng as his number one enemy. Killing Ye Feng would be revenge on the God King of Ice and Snow and the ancient gods.
"You actually possess the blood of the ancient gods. I was so scared. I thought you were so unfathomable, but it turns out you are only at the intermediate level of a real star. Now you should know how powerful I am, right?"
Ye Feng secretly marveled at the powerful magic power of the witch. He actually used the magic power to split the space, forming a black hole, and used the energy of the black hole to transform it into an energy sword.
This energy sword is not an ordinary physical attack, but a powerful space magic.
I don’t know if my Thunder Sword and Aura Shield can fight against this space magic sword.
Ye Feng felt his back getting a little cold unconsciously. It turned out that the clothes on his back had been soaked with cold sweat, and were all cooled down by the cold wind.
Mofeng also felt the immense power of this space magic sword. He quietly moved away a few steps, not wanting to be affected by the power of the space magic sword.
The demon witch looked at Ye Feng with ease, his eyes full of revengeful pride: "Use all your strength. Although I am only a demon soul, I am the number one demon witch under the Demon Emperor. Even if I am a demon soul, I cannot be stopped by a little god like you."
Ye Feng sneered. He wanted to retort and curse, but the strong pressure made him not in the mood to engage in verbal argument. He was concentrating all his efforts on stimulating his bloodline power.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, and the divine power in his body suddenly began to circulate rapidly. The secret battle technique of the ancient gods expanded in his heart.
A strong anger filled my heart. You are too arrogant. Even if my strength is really not as good as yours, I will not frown.
The head can be cut off and blood can flow, but the knees cannot bend.
A sense of arrogance and war that shook the heavens and the earth and made the gods and ghosts weep gradually rose in his heart.
A hatred that cannot be redeemed no matter life or death, reincarnation, war.
A rage that can split mountains and seas, and kill any demon you meet, and fight.
The divine power in Ye Feng's body suddenly increased dozens of times.
The divine power in the blood of the ancient gods poured into the Thunder Sword. The color of the Thunder Sword became brighter and brighter, and the light of the blade became extremely sharp.
Feeling that Ye Feng's divine power was increasing dramatically, the magic wizard was a little surprised. Ye Feng's strength was clearly that of a real star minor god just now, but in the blink of an eye, his strength increased to the level of a virtual moon middle god.
The murderous intent in the witch's eyes became stronger, and he immediately understood.
He had fought with the giants of the ancient gods countless times and knew that the ancient gods had a kind of skill that could instantly enhance their divine power, which was very domineering.
Ye Feng was able to increase his divine power dozens of times in a short period of time, he must have used that kind of martial arts technique.
He became more and more certain that Ye Feng was the descendant of the ancient gods.
He thought to himself, this kid is so arrogant at such a young age. If he is allowed to practice for a few more years and really reaches the Void Moon or Real Moon realm, it will be impossible to kill him.
Ancient gods, I will never coexist with you. There will never be another God King of Ice and Snow on this continent.
He sneered, "Boy, you are so strong. In the blink of an eye, your strength has increased dozens of times. Can you transform? But no matter how powerful you are, it's useless when you meet me. You are unlucky today."
The black magic sword above the witch's head was constantly shrinking, but the smaller it shrank, the greater the energy of the space rift within it became, and a suffocating energy emanated from it.
Because of the compression of two different spaces, a destructive energy was formed, and even the underground ice palace was constantly shaking.
Ye Feng understood that the witch wanted to kill him with one strike.