Chapter 429: Ghost Prince

Are you the boss of Donghuang or something? Ye Feng straightened his body, his eyes became a little solemn, and the Yuanli and spiritual power in his body started to work at the same time. Situ Reading

МThis person has a special form. Not only has his cultivation reached half a step into the void, but also his ability to control the gray-black mist is almost superb. It seems that this person is not an ordinary warrior. At least in terms of mental strength, he is definitely outstanding. Such a person, in terms of combat power, cannot be compared with warriors of the same level. Ye Feng had to be cautious. I am Donghuang Chong.

Donghuang Chong suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a trace of greed appeared in his eyes. The other party actually has more than 7,000 points? Humph, the more points the better. Not to mention killing my three brothers, even if he didn't kill them, so many points are a crime. A man is innocent but guilty of holding a treasure. Anyone who sees more than 7,000 points will be jealous.

Killing my Donghuang family, as compensation, everything you have is mine, you, including your war pet monster, will become my slave. Dong Huang Chong continued to speak gloomily. The skull condensed by the gray-black mist in his hand actually opened its mouth and smiled silently, looking very happy. You look like you are very confident in fighting against the two of us? Ye Feng stroked the black and gold smooth fur of the Flame Lion King and asked nonchalantly. Have you never heard of my name? Isn't it the Five Sons of Dong Huang? Ye Feng said. The Five Sons of Dong Huang? No, no, no, that's just my four ignorant little brothers who are gilding themselves. I have another name, called... Young Master Ghost! Dong Huang Chong said. Never heard of it! Ye Feng interrupted him bluntly. Ignorant junior, then, you must have heard of the Xuanbang, right? I, the Young Master Ghost, am ranked 33rd on the Xuanbang! Dong Huang Chong's words made Ye Feng take it seriously. I didn't expect that this pale young man who looked like a starving ghost was actually a master of the Xuanbang. There are only 36 places in the Xuan List of Yuanwu Continent, and each of them is a master who has reached the peak of the half-step virtual realm. Just imagine, there are countless warriors in Yuanwu Continent who have reached this realm, but only 36 of them can be listed on the Xuan List. Their strength is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Ouyang Huan, the sixth elite of Xitang Wufu, is a master of the Xuan List. At the beginning, Ye Feng took a blow of 50% of Ouyang Huan's strength on the ring, and was injured and vomited blood. It can be seen that the masters of the Xuan List are indeed extremely powerful. It's just that Ye Feng was only the first level of Xiantian at that time, but now he has reached the seventh level of Xiantian. Although Ye Feng was surprised, he would not be scared by Donghuang Chong's title of 33rd on the Xuan List.

It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea. Ye Feng sighed. Donghuang Chong was complacent and didn't close his eyes to listen to Ye Feng's compliments. However, next, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood by what Ye Feng said. Ye Feng looked at him seriously and continued: You are a consumptive guy. People who don't know you would think you were born from starvation. I didn't expect that you could be included in the Xuanbang? Well, it's a bit amazing. Let's do this. Contribute the less than 3,000 points in your token. I will forgive your Donghuang family for disrespecting me... Otherwise, when I, Ye Feng, enter the Wanjue Sect and learn the supreme magical power and heavenly level skills, I will definitely flatten your Dongzhou Donghuang family! ... Donghuang Chong was stunned. Then he laughed, but the smile on his face was obviously uglier than crying: Chatter... Boy, do you know what the ending will be for those who die in the hands of my ghost son? If you are dead, what will be the ending? Ye Feng smiled. You may not know that for innate warriors, death is not the most miserable end. Sometimes, dying happily is a luxury. The most miserable is definitely... the soul is detained and never reincarnated. At this point, he suddenly laughed like a night owl. This young master will show you what the fate of having your soul imprisoned and never reincarnated is.

With a pinch of his hand, the gray-black skull in Donghuang Chong's hand suddenly twisted up and down like a living thing, spewing out black mist, which turned into many distorted terrifying human faces. These faces were men, women, old people, and children... Every face had an extremely sad and desolate expression, full of endless pain, as if trying their best to escape the shackles of the mist. Unfortunately, every time these painful faces struggled out of a certain range of the mist, they would be sucked back by the skull's open mouth, and then countless ghost claws and ghost mouths would pounce on them and bite them in the mist. Just looking at that desperate expression, you can empathize with them and feel the pain they are suffering. While Ye Feng was staring at it, suddenly, the shrill howling of ghosts suddenly turned from nothingness to substance and drilled into Ye Feng's ears. Not good! Ye Feng's face suddenly changed. Buzz... The spiritual energy in my mind began to vibrate instantly. Circles of spiritual protection protected my consciousness. There was light in the protective circle that was vibrating and dispersing. The sound of ghosts and wolves howling in my ears became particularly clear. Brat, I see you are still alive... Hahahaha.

Seeing Ye Feng's face change drastically, Ghost Prince Donghuang Chong burst into a loud laugh. At the same time, a copper bell appeared among the five fingers of his left hand, and he shook it fiercely at the gray-black skull in his right hand. The creepy bell sounded densely like rain. It seemed that the attack signal had been launched. The gray-black mist no longer restrained the faces of those who wanted to escape. Suddenly, one by one, the terrifying faces of old or young, male or female, grinned and laughed silently at the same time. The original pain and misery disappeared, and at this moment they all turned into ecstasy and surged towards Ye Feng like a tide. At the same time, the gray-black mist also covered Ye Feng's body in an instant, making him look gray. What Yuan Qi turned into armor, what blood god armor, all lost their effect at this moment. What's more terrible is that the Flame Lion King did not receive the attack signal given by Ye Feng, and was also confused by the ghost prince's soul, standing by without any reaction. Boom...Ye Feng's eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he felt like he had fallen into an endless hell, with ghost faces everywhere.

Under the attack of an astonishing number of ghost faces, his entire sea of ​​consciousness began to turbulent. The spiritual energy hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness felt like it was escaping from his body and being absorbed and swallowed by the ghost faces! This was a situation that had never happened before, and Ye Feng was shocked. It seemed that he was still careless. He knew that the other party might be a master of spiritual power, but he still fell into his trap. However, it was not time to despair. Ye Feng used all his spiritual power, and the soul-sucking needle flew up and down, transforming into a flying sword that shuttled back and forth, stabbing the ghost faces that tried to devour his spiritual energy one by one.