These corpse demons are all refined using the bodies of monks, and their state before death must at least reach their current strength. In other words, this black ghost king killed many strong men to refine such evil objects. Undoubtedly, this is a very unreasonable thing. Of course, Ye Feng would not think too much about it. The crazy demon he saw in Hunyuan Continent that day had a much better cultivation method than the Black Ghost King. What Ye Feng was more worried about at this time was the guy behind the Black Ghost King, who was also known as the Heavenly Ghost King. Ye Feng doesn't know what the Ghost King is today, but it will definitely be troublesome to meet this guy in the future. Fortunately, one of the opponent's three strong men was encountered by him, and now he can kill one of them first, greatly reducing the opponent's strength. In a one-on-one situation, Ye Feng is confident and sure to deal with the opponent. Even if the opponent is a super strong man like Lao Gui, Ye Feng still has the ability to protect himself. At this time, the dozen corpse demons had already approached Ye Feng. Ye Feng didn't care. With a physical attack, even a corpse demon in the Hundred Spirit Realm would never be able to break through his own defense. Sure enough, a dozen corpse demons rushed towards Ye Feng at extremely fast speeds. Ye Feng had disdain on his face, and a surge of vitality erupted from his body. Immediately afterwards, the dozen zombie demons were directly knocked away, and their sharp claws completely lost their function. Seeing this situation, the Black Ghost King immediately knew how powerful Ye Feng's body was. Without saying a word, he instantly changed his strategy and moved instantly. Then, a black spear appeared in his hand. Ye Feng looked at it and immediately felt a powerful demonic energy. Ye Feng immediately understood that this should be the demon soldier that Yao Zhen said. Ye Feng rushed forward directly, and the trapped dragon rope appeared in his hand. Ye Feng did not have any reason, and the trapped dragon rope flew out directly. The sound of the trapped dragon rope making the magic soldiers in the opponent's hands tremble crazily. The jade purification bottle in Yaoyue's hand is just an imitation, so it doesn't have much power against this demonic soldier. The trapped dragon rope in Ye Feng's hand is an out-and-out fairy treasure. This alone gives him absolute restraint on the opponent's magic weapon. The Black Ghost King looked surprised, obviously not expecting what Ye Feng did. He didn't even realize that such a thing could happen to the powerful magic weapon in his hand. "Broken soul!" Although the Black Ghost King made a choice immediately, he did not dare to rush towards Ye Feng because of this. Ye Feng was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was already more than ten meters in front of the opponent. The black spear in the opponent's hand turned into a black light and pierced Ye Feng's spiritual platform. And the trapped dragon rope was completely released at this time. Ye Feng's whole body exuded a strong aura, and his whole aura became extremely tyrannical. The trapped dragon rope seemed to be alive, entangled directly in the light emitted by the demon soldiers, and continued to entangle towards the Black Ghost King. The Black Ghost King felt the strong pressure of the trapped dragon rope and slapped the back of the spear hard. The spear passed directly through the entanglement and stabbed towards Ye Feng. And he immediately retreated quickly. Ye Feng suddenly disappeared, while Sleeping Dragon Suo was still chasing the opponent directly in front. Ye Feng's face showed a look of surprise, and then, the body of the Black Ghost King was split into two. For a moment, he was trapped in the dragon rope but didn't know which one to chase. The opponent's separated body suddenly accelerated, went around in a circle, and came to the back of the trapped dragon rope. The black long weapon was taken into his hands again. Then he looked around at Ye Feng's location. Ye Feng suddenly appeared behind him, and the trapped dragon rope had returned to Ye Feng's hands again. The chain was suddenly thrown by Ye Feng, and then he strangled the opponent's neck. The flame burned instantly. It was pure white holy flame. To deal with different monks, Ye Feng had different choices of flames. At this time, Ye Feng had a bit of a smile on his face, and then let the trapped dragon rope quickly wrap around the opponent. At this time, a stench emanated from the Black Ghost King's body. Then, his neck separated from his body in an instant. Then, he broke free from Ye Feng's control. This made it difficult for Ye Feng to handle it again. The other party is obviously a corpse cultivator, and his magical powers are also quite strange. Although the Holy Flame caused the opponent to suffer a lot of damage, it was obviously not what he wanted. The Black Ghost King was even more surprised at this time, because he had not been forced to this point for a long time. If it weren't for his special abilities, he might have been killed by Ye Feng by now. The Black Ghost King looked at Ye Feng warily from a distance and asked directly: "Who are you? There was no trace of you in the Red Plains Continent." Ye Feng sneered. "You don't care who I am, you will definitely die today." Ye Feng supported the action. This time, he used his own blood instead of the trapped dragon rope. The Blood Shura Blade appeared in his hand and turned into a long knife, exuding a strong murderous aura. When the other party saw what Ye Feng was doing, he was surprised and said, "Is it one of our own?" Ye Feng said coldly: "The person who killed you!" The Black Ghost King opened his mouth to Ye Feng.He said: "You are just an evil cultivator, and you can't cover it up with this aura. Why bother with me here? I can introduce you to Lord Tiangui, and when the time comes, the wind will prevail and the rain will rain. Fan. Let you be at ease." Ye Feng said directly: "Don't talk nonsense to me, we are not the same people. Let's die." Ye Feng suddenly took action. This time, Ye Feng completely raised his breath. The vitality continued to boil, expand and finally turned into the power of Ye Feng's body. Ye Feng has already used this Blood Shura Blade with ease. The opponent is not too weak, they are corpse cultivators, and the best way to deal with them is undoubtedly your own blood. The Shura blood pattern caused essential changes in Ye Feng's blood, giving him the ability to restrain evil things. This is a good opportunity to verify. Ye Feng didn't think too much, and he suddenly took action. In an instant, a red light pierced the sky and took the opponent's head. Ye Feng's entire aura had reached its peak at this time. The black ghost king felt the huge threat and immediately supported the demon soldiers in his hands to resist the attack. Kaka Hong Guang and his magic soldiers were completely deadlocked, but he stared at the magic weapon in his hand with wide eyes. Cracks slowly appeared. He couldn't imagine how powerful Ye Feng was at this time. "Just a monk with thirty-five spirits? Impossible!" At this time, Ye Feng suddenly disappeared and reappeared in the blink of an eye. But this time, green flames covered the blade. This time, he directly used the Tyrant Sword. The speed of this attack was quite astonishing. In an instant, it had hit the opponent's back, and only a tiny bit of the green flame entered the opponent's body. The Black Ghost King didn't seem to know the pain. The black bones were completely exposed to the air, but they were very hard. Ye Feng's sword didn't cut it directly, but this was also the reason why Ye Feng didn't use the Dragon Fighting Technique. At this time, Ye Feng's whole body was filled with a strong aura, and then, a powerful aura appeared. Ye Feng quickly retreated and saw that the Black Ghost King suddenly changed his shape completely. The whole body was expanding rapidly, as if it had become a huge meat ball, covered in rotten flesh that made people feel sick. But the breath has improved a lot. But at this time, Ye Feng didn't panic at all. The demon heart fire was swimming in the opponent's important energy veins in the opponent's body. Suddenly attacking, Ye Feng's figure disappeared, and then the power of the Dragon Fighting Technique exploded, and the opponent's huge head was directly chopped away by Ye Feng's Blood Shura Blade. Ye Feng did not hold back his hand. When he turned around, he saw a burning hand. Two completely different flames, the black flame of hell and the holy flame, were intertwined. But they all played their role. At this moment, the atmosphere completely changed. Bang Bang Bang The huge body filled with carrion exploded and scattered in all directions. Bloody water fell on the plants below, emitting white smoke. The flesh and blood of this Black Ghost King is highly corrosive. "No! You bastard actually destroyed my body." The head stopped in the air and angrily scolded Ye Feng. Ye Feng sneered: "I don't care what's yours. You must die here today." Hearing Ye Feng's words, the huge head laughed wildly: "Hahaha arrogant boy. I, the Black Ghost King, am immortal. Even if there is only one drop of blood left, I will grow again and regain my true form by swallowing more flesh and blood." At this time, a purple light shot out from the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows. It is the attack of divine consciousness. The head that was laughing maniacally just now became a little uneasy. Dodged Ye Feng's attack in the air. At this time, Ye Feng had a sneer on his face. "Huh, why not die? You are dead today. I will destroy your soul, but I want to see how you can come back to life." The head returned to its original appearance, turned around and ran away, and the speed was quite slow. This corpse cultivator is indeed very strange. Even if his body is destroyed like this, he can still exert his power. It's a pity that it is difficult to become stronger mentally. At this time, Ye Feng had a cold look on his face and disappeared. After reappearing, he had stopped in front of the other party and grabbed the other party's hair. Immediately afterwards, he concentrated his mind and fired another soul impact. At this moment, the black ghost king rolled his eyes, and the aura and momentum on his head completely disappeared. Ye Feng then turned around and flew away, taking the Black Ghost King's head with him. And that magic weapon was put into the Qiankun Bag by Ye Feng. Although this magic weapon is not suitable for ordinary monks to use, it would be perfect to take it back and give it to Jiuyou. Although the treasure in Jiuyou's hand is good, compared with this magic weapon, it is obviously much inferior. Ye Feng was extremely fast, and just now, some of the evil cultivators watching the battle below were a little panicked. They had just had a few good days, but they didn't expect that their backer would fall like this, and so completely. Not only was the body intact, even the head was taken away. And who is that young man? Of course, it was not just the evil cultivators who saw this, some cultivators were forced to stay here. At this time, they saw the battle just now and were completely excited. And the news of the death of the Black Ghost King, I believe it will not take long to spread throughout the world. The entire Red Plains Continent. There is a lot of excitement here, and Ye Feng has returned to the Yao family. At this time, the evil cultivators completely retreated, and everyone in the Yao family fell into silence. They were all waiting for news. Now that the ancestor Yao Yue has appeared, the disciples in the clan feel a lot more at ease. After all, this is the existence of spiritual pillar, and it is precisely because they are convinced that Yao Yue is still guarding the family, so the disciples in the sect will work so hard to defend and protect all the interests of the family. Ye Feng flew down from high altitude, and everyone looked here immediately. Ye Feng fell from the sky and landed steadily in the yard. Yao Yue looked here nervously, and Yao Zhen was also full of expectations. Only Yao Xian has complete trust in his eyes. I believe Ye Feng will never break his promise. Ye Feng was holding a black cloth in his hand, wrapped in something the size of a human head. Yao Yue thought about Ye Feng's words when he left again, her eyes filled with anticipation.