The cold words seemed to have sentenced everyone to death. They seemed to have infinite magic power. No one present had any doubt in their hearts...
—He can do it! !
Even the blue-eyed White Dragon King's forehead was slightly twitching at this time, and his face was extremely ugly.
The Beast Controlling Sect actually has a trump card like the Ice Feather Saint King. This is something that the Blue Eyes White Dragon King has never thought about. He is also very confused as to why the opponent has not come out until now, and how the Beast Controlling Sect can control this. A ninth level holy beast.
-Could it be that the Beast Taming Sect has another strong soul saint? How is this possible... If it were true, they wouldn't be able to kill so many people here.
"The two soul breaths... are not puppet soul beasts! They are puppet clones!"
As his thoughts suddenly changed, the Blue-Eyed White Dragon King shrank his eyes and immediately noticed the strange aura of the soul of the Bingyu Saint King. Based on his knowledge, he immediately guessed a rough idea - the Beast Taming Sect must have used some secret method to convert this The Ice Feather Saint King refined a soul clone of the Soul Emperor!
"No wonder these people looked a little strange when they were fighting before, as if they were waiting for something. Were they doing the final refining?!" His eyes flickered, and the blue-eyed White Dragon King secretly regretted in his heart, "Damn! If I had attacked earlier. , maybe we can stop him from refining the Ice Feather Saint King!"
At this moment, he felt extremely angry and regretful about Li Chengfeng's previous proposal to postpone the attack for seven days. He even couldn't help but wonder if Li Chengfeng had colluded with the Beast Taming Sect to deliberately delay their attack. date!
But there is no use thinking about it now. The indisputable fact is that a group of people are facing a ninth-level powerhouse!
Facing a saint-level powerhouse, even if he has thousands of troops on his side, he has no chance of winning!
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"Bai Yunfei, I will hold him back with all my strength later. You can take as many people into the world as you can, and then find an opportunity to use space teleportation to escape. Escape as far as you can!!"
When the voice from the soul of the Blue-Eyed White Dragon King came to his mind, Bai Yunfei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was filled with unspeakable horror and unspeakable grief, anger and helplessness...
He knew that the Blue Eyes White Dragon King was planning to sacrifice himself to give everyone a chance to escape!
He really wanted to say no, everyone should advance together and retreat together, but he knew that this was meaningless. If he didn't escape, they would all die here.
His many trump cards? He is simply vulnerable in front of a saint-level powerhouse.
The opponent is a spirit beast, maybe we can use a beast control ring
—Are you kidding me? I have the opportunity to put a beast control ring on a saint-level strongman? Even if you put it on the other person, can your own soul strength suppress his soul
Totally impossible!
Bai Yunfei never thought that the situation would suddenly turn into this...
The victory was already certain, and the expected victory was about to be achieved, but a saint-level strongman suddenly appeared on the other side, and the situation was instantly reversed...
He had now vaguely guessed why this saint-level powerhouse had only appeared now. He couldn't help but doubt the 'seven days' delay for the first time in his heart, and subconsciously looked at Li Chengfeng next to him.
At a glance, he was suddenly startled because he saw that Li Chengfeng looked a little strange at this moment...
- Li Chengfeng's eyes were flickering at an unimaginable frequency, as if he was calculating something rapidly in his mind. His soul power was also fluctuating violently, and there was even a faint sign of losing control. His hands were hanging down by his sides. It was also rhythmically moving slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible white light flickering on his chest...
"snort… "
The next second Bai Yunfei turned around to look, Li Chengfeng suddenly snorted, swayed, his face instantly turned pale, and a trace of blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth!
His soul power also declined sharply at this moment, becoming extremely weak, as if he had fought a fierce battle to the death.
"Chengfeng!" Bai Yunfei was suddenly startled, stepped forward to support Li Chengfeng, and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you?!"
"It's okay..." Li Chengfeng raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yunfei... do you believe me?"
"Huh?" Bai Yunfei was stunned for a moment, then said firmly, "Of course!!"
No matter what, he would never believe that Li Chengfeng would harm him.
There was a smile in Li Chengfeng's eyes, but his expression looked a little relaxed, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to us. There is no 'sign of death' for us..."
He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, and continued: "And... the Beast Taming Sect will definitely die!"
Although Li Chengfeng spoke softly, he was extremely firm and confident. This made everyone around him feel weird when he heard his words. They really couldn't understand where his confidence came from. .
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Opposite, the people of the Beast Taming Sect looked at the panic and trembling expressions of all the enemies opposite, with indescribable joy in their eyes. They seemed to have seen these enemies crying and roaring in despair.
The scene paused for more than ten seconds. In the deathly silence, the ferocious look in the eyes of the purple-robed old man became more and more intense. He knew that Senior Brother Xue wanted to give the enemy enough time to be 'fearful' so that they dared to invade the Beast Taming Sect. The enemy 'enjoys' the mental torture before death.
"Senior Brother Xue, that person is Bai Yunfei. The reason why these soul beasts are able to come here is because of this person! We must not let him die easily. We must make him unable to live or die!"
His eyes fell on Bai Yunfei who was in the crowd opposite. The purple-robed old man's eyes were full of hatred and he said with a ferocious expression.
"Senior Brother Xue?"
But after saying this, the purple-robed old man suddenly felt that something was wrong, because he did not get any response. He turned around subconsciously and saw Xue Ziye next to him looking at him with a twinkle in his eye.
For some reason, the purple-robed old man's heart tightened inexplicably, and a bad premonition that he couldn't explain came from appeared in his heart...
"Your appearance...is somewhat similar to one of the people who ambushed me back then..."
Suddenly, the old man in purple robe heard such words that he couldn't understand.
"What?!" The purple-robed old man was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he said subconsciously, "Senior Brother Xue, you..."
"Even the blood and aura are somewhat similar... You are that person's descendant."
What made him even more confused was that 'Xue Ziye' continued to say something incomprehensible, and then came two words that made him instantly tremble with fear!
"Damn it."
Saying these two words extremely calmly, the indifferent Bingyu Holy King suddenly reached out his hand without any warning and grabbed the purple-robed old man's neck before he could react!
"Ah!! Senior Brother Xue, you... what are you doing?!"
The purple-robed old man's face changed dramatically, and he screamed as he tried to break away, but was shocked to find that an irresistible force enveloped his body. The soul power in his body seemed to be frozen, and he could not function at all!
The powerful middle-stage Soul Emperor was lifted up in the air like a duck!
"Let... let go!!"
But after the purple-robed old man screamed, the Bingyu Holy King's expression suddenly changed, with a look of struggle on his face, and his eyes full of horror. He clenched his teeth and squeezed out three words with difficulty. .
At the same time, the purple-robed old man felt that the hand holding his neck had loosened slightly, and seemed about to let go, but before he could be happy, he found that the hand was clenched again!
Bingyu Holy King's expression returned to indifference again, with a trace of contempt flickering in his eyes, and he said coldly:
"A mere soul emperor... do you think you can really control me?!"