Shamanism kills the god

"Hey..., this fallen saint still knows and remembers Zhan Shengtai, who was he before he was alive?"

Mu Feng was a little surprised, and the Zhan Shengtai that roared down gave a slight pause.

According to the records in ancient books, only the body of the fallen saint is left, but in fact, his soul has long been scattered, and he doesn't remember everything in his life.The fallen saint in front of him, who seemed to have been dead for hundreds of millions of years, did not even know how many epochs, and suddenly said the three words Zhan Shengtai, which was really unexpected.Either he is different, and there is still an extremely weak soul in his mind, or he has a great relationship with Zhan Shengtai during his lifetime!

Uh...

Before Mu Feng could think about it, the gloomy fallen saint let out another sob, and suddenly flew up, and slapped his palm at the Zhanshengtai which was close at hand.With a bang, the heavy Sacred Sacred Platform was blasted out, and after a mournful cry, it turned into a red light and entered Mu Feng's body.The next moment, Mu Feng felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a skinny hand appeared in front of him, and he patted it coldly.The speed is so fast that people can't even imagine it! [

"Lord be careful!"

The ghost servant Chusan and the female devil Liu Ruyan were taken aback, and rushed forward desperately, hoping to block Mu Feng's terrifying attack.Unexpectedly, before the voice finished speaking, a gust of dark wind was blowing towards the face, and with two slaps, he was slapped and flew out, and fell into the sea. Immediately, countless ghost warriors surged up, trying to drag the two of them into the sea, tearing the two of them apart. into pieces!

"During his lifetime, Faxiong dominated the world, but after his death he still wanted to do evil, kill him!"

At the juncture of life and death, Mu Feng yelled angrily, before he had time to sacrifice any magic weapon, he went forward with his bare hands.A magnificent world of mountains and rivers suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he shot it out with the same palm.

bang...

The palms of the two clapped together fiercely.

In an instant, the body of the gloomy fallen saint swayed and landed on the reef, the armor on his body rattled, as if he was about to be torn to pieces by the violent wind; at the same time, Mu Feng couldn't help taking a few steps back, He retreated to the edge of the reef and almost fell into the sea.His face was blue and black, his body was covered with a layer of black energy, and a terrible breath of death invaded his body, almost severing his life!

In just one meeting, the gloomy fallen saint showed terrifying strength!

Compared with the elder Jianjian who is also a saint, he does not have such mysterious and sharp sword skills, but his attacks are more strange and terrifying!No need for any weapons, bare hands give a strong danger!

This is a true master of the saint realm, and he was definitely not a famous person in his lifetime!

Mu Feng gasped for breath, his chest rose and fell sharply, frantically pumping out the true energy in his body, driving out the breath of death that had invaded his body.Looking at the fallen saint standing not far away, his face was solemn, as if he was facing an enemy!

A saint, very likely, or an extremely powerful ancient saint. Please turn off the lights!

Such a super strong man's strength far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people. This is the first time Mu Feng has faced such a powerful master alone.This time, the wild god Man Jianghan is not by his side, how should he deal with such a powerful enemy?

Mu Feng's face was tense, and his heart became more and more heavy.The ghost servant Chusan and the female devil Liu Ruyan who escaped from the sea were no exception, they were worried, and Qi Qi felt unprecedented danger.Luckily escaped, the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god who escaped from the dead was even more pale.

After being rescued by Mu Feng, although he used his natal supernatural powers to quickly reshape and regenerate a pair of feet, his vitality was severely injured.Looking at the eyes of the fallen saint, he couldn't help but be filled with deep fear!

"Blood, give me..., offer your flesh and blood, give me..."

After coldly sweeping Mufeng and the others, the fallen saint moved his mouth and made a mechanical sound.The eyes are shining, green and faint, and they seem to be full of desire for the blood in everyone's body.Before he finished speaking, he flew up and slapped Mu Feng with his palm again.Before getting close, the wind blowing against your face made your scalp tingle. It felt like you had fallen into an ice cave that would not melt for a thousand years, and the blood in your body was about to freeze.

"You three, go to the painting world to avoid it first, and together with He Liushuang, fully activate the protection array of the painting world, and I will be there soon!"

Seeing the fallen saint with astonishing speed, Mu Feng's pupils constricted, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he sent the three masters to the painting world.Then, with the blood on his body rippling, he took out the magic whip, and whipped it out fiercely in the face.Before he finished speaking, he once again confronted the terrifying fallen saint. [

This time, the fallen saint still just swayed his body, and his attack stopped for an instant; Mu Feng's mind was shaken, and his body was quickly covered with a layer of frost. The dead air invaded his body, and he was almost completely frozen in an instant.Even the magic whip in his hand was covered with black air, and its power dropped drastically.

The magic whip, which is known as a treasure that suppresses luck in ancient Buddhism, is best at attacking the soul of the enemy. When the whip is whipped up, most people will lose their souls immediately, and even the elder Jianjian has scruples.However, this time, he met a fallen saint who was walking dead, almost useless!

Uh...

The gloomy fallen saint whimpered and flew towards him like a shadow.This time, the speed was faster, and in an instant, the cold right hand slapped Mu Feng hard.With a puff sound, Mu Feng's body and soul were severely injured as if he had defeated Ge.In an instant, Mu Feng felt as if his body had been run over by a hundred thousand mountains, and all his muscles and bones were torn to pieces.

"Mountain and River World, give it to me!"

At the critical moment, Mu Feng endured the severe pain on his body, and at the moment when the fallen saint succeeded in a blow and was about to launch another fatal blow, he suddenly sacrificed the map of Shanhe Sheji.With a sound of hooting, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he succeeded in one blow, sucking him into the vast painting world and suppressing him in the sea of ​​blood.

The three masters, the ghost blood shadow of the demon god, the ghost servant Chusan, and the female devil Liu Ruyan, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately frantically drummed up their respective powers to assist the spirit body He Liushuang to fully activate the Eighteen Yin Wind Formation, and suppress the fallen saint with all his strength. master.The eighteen mountain peaks transformed into eighteen blood witch orders roared and grew larger and larger, imprisoning the fallen saint.The sea of ​​blood, which had been calm just now, then set off monstrous waves, hitting the fallen saint one after another.Before he could resist and struggle, a wave of world power covered him and pressed him tightly.

At the critical moment, Mu Feng ignored the injuries on his body, pinched the magic formula, and urged the power of the animation world to suppress the fallen saint who fell in the sea of ​​blood.

I thought that another more dangerous life-and-death battle was about to usher in.Unexpectedly, after whimpering, the fallen saint who was caught off guard suddenly gave up his resistance, and let the huge power of the painting circle press him into the sea of ​​blood bit by bit, gulping down the blood-red sea water hungrily.A layer of blood quickly appeared on his face, and his tall body with only a skeleton slowly plumped up.

"what……"

Seeing the actions of the fallen saint, Mu Feng cried out unexpectedly.After pondering for a while, and pinching the formula with his hands, there were more rune chains condensed by the power of the painting world on the fallen saint, suppressing him in the depths of the sea of ​​blood.After instructing the three masters to pay close attention to the movement, they sat down cross-legged on the spot to heal their injuries, trying to recover as before in the shortest possible time!