Chapter 419 Good opportunity
The Art of Ten Thousand Tombs!
This is a very ancient soul technique practiced by the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, and it has extremely terrifying power.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Almost at the moment when the white-robed old man finished singing, the ancient tombs in the entire Land of Ten Thousand Tombs exploded.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Corpses with ferocious expressions immediately crawled out of the ancient tombs, roaring and roaring in a very frightening way, and rushed towards the army of phantom demons. ??
"Oh? It's a very rare corpse control technique?" Shang muttered in Ye Feng's mind at this time.
At this time, Ye Feng was also standing in the army of phantom demons. He was wearing golden armor, his head was wrapped in armor, and he was holding a war spear in his hand. No one could recognize that he was a human.
At this time, Ye Feng looked through the armor mask on his face and stared at the old man in white robe on the central pavilion of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in the distance.
He felt a soul power as vast as the sea from this white-robed old man!
This white-robed old man is the second living soul master that Ye Feng has seen since he started practicing.
The white-robed old man, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, has many times more soul power than the soul master Ye Feng met for the first time.
"If I can devour the soul power of this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, my soul power will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes!"
Ye Feng was suddenly not interested in other phantoms at this time. Even if all the phantoms were added together, they would not have the vast soul power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs.
It's nothing compared to a big witch.
Shang was also a little excited at this time and said: "Although this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs is in human form, he has no human aura. I don't know what kind of soul master he is. Ye Feng can attack him directly if he finds an opportunity."
Boom!
Boom!
At this time, the entire army of phantom demons and the zombies in the Land of Ten Thousand Graves collided together, and a fierce fight ensued.
However, with the protection of golden equipment, the zombie army in the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs was simply retreating.
The morale of the phantom army suddenly rose sharply.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs on the pavilion in the center of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in the distance finally couldn't sit still.
"Buzz!"
The old man in white robe took a step in an instant and floated high into the sky.
His entire body turned black quickly, and eventually he transformed from an old man with white hair and a childish face into a human-demon with black scales all over his body. He didn't know what race he was.
At this time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs held the dead wood scepter in his hand, pointed it to the sky, and shouted: "Meteorites fell from the sky!"
This is a very ancient soul technique!
At this moment, the moment the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs finished speaking, huge meteorites really fell from high in the sky, smashing towards them crazily.
The entire battlefield below.
"This is a soul technique that has been lost in the ages!"
Ye Feng was mixed in with the army of phantom demons at this time. When he saw this scene, his eyes were not filled with fear, but instead he felt a deep heat.
Because Ye Feng has been practicing as a soul master until now, what he lacks the most is orthodox soul skills.
The soul attack method that Ye Feng obtained from the Demon Cave before: Panwu Great Magic Hand, was only barely considered a soul skill with martial attributes.
There is still a big difference from soul magic in the true sense.
But at this time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs waved the dead wood scepter in his hand, pointed at the sky, and used his soul power to communicate with the elements of the nine heavens, descending meteorites, flames, etc. This was the real orthodox soul technique.
"The fire snake dances wildly!"
Suddenly at this moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs roared again.
Boom!
High in the sky, the power of the elements of heaven and earth boiled, and huge flaming snakes condensed in an instant. There were thousands of them, and they all smashed towards the ground, suddenly turning into a sea of flames.
"Infinite Ice Pick!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs roared loudly again, tens of thousands of cold ice cones condensed in the void, and shot towards the phantom demon army like a volley of thousands of arrows.
At this time, three sets of powerful ancient soul techniques were released in succession, and the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs turned pale, obviously consuming a lot of his soul power.
But the destructive power of these three sets of soul arts was also extremely terrifying. Almost at that moment, most of the phantom demon army was killed or injured on the entire battlefield of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.
"Let's work together to kill this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs!"
Suddenly the nine phantom demon lords took action together, and a huge soul vine appeared behind them. All nine of them shot out at once, like iron ropes, directly tying the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs high in the sky.
"ah!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs made a furious sound because the soul vine was frantically absorbing the soul power in his body.
This is the innate magical power of the Phantom Demon clan, the soul vine, which can suck the souls of other living beings!
But using this kind of innate magical power also caused the nine phantom demon lords to suffer huge consumption at once.
Visible to the naked eye, their entire phantom bodies are rapidly drying up.
"You nine actually want to die with me?!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs did not expect that the nine phantom demon lords would be so crazy, and his old face suddenly became extremely ugly.
For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate.
"good chance!"
Suddenly at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly jumped out of the army of phantom demons.
"Sacrifice my luck to the sky and ask God to grant me infinite strength!"
Ye Feng suddenly recited this special luck mark formula. The Art of Ten Thousand Tombs!
This is a very ancient soul technique practiced by the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, and it has extremely terrifying power.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Almost at the moment when the white-robed old man finished singing, the ancient tombs in the entire Land of Ten Thousand Tombs exploded.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Corpses with ferocious expressions immediately crawled out of the ancient tombs, roaring and roaring in a very frightening way, and rushed towards the army of phantom demons.
"Oh? It's a very rare corpse control technique?" Shang muttered in Ye Feng's mind at this time.
At this time, Ye Feng was also standing in the army of phantom demons. He was wearing golden armor, his head was wrapped in armor, and he was holding a war spear in his hand. No one could recognize that he was a human.
At this time, Ye Feng looked through the armor mask on his face and stared at the old man in white robe on the central pavilion of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in the distance.
He felt a soul power as vast as the sea from this white-robed old man!
This white-robed old man is the second living soul master that Ye Feng has seen since he started practicing.
The white-robed old man, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, has many times more soul power than the soul master Ye Feng met for the first time.
"If I can devour the soul power of this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, my soul power will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes!"
Ye Feng was suddenly not interested in other phantoms at this time. Even if all the phantoms were added together, they would not have the vast soul power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs.
It's nothing compared to a big witch.
Shang was also a little excited at this time and said: "Although this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs is in human form, he has no human aura. I don't know what kind of soul master he is. Ye Feng can attack him directly if he finds an opportunity."
Boom!
Boom!
At this time, the entire army of phantom demons and the zombies in the Land of Ten Thousand Graves collided together, and a fierce fight ensued.
However, with the protection of golden equipment, the zombie army in the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs was simply retreating.
The morale of the phantom army suddenly rose sharply.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs on the pavilion in the center of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in the distance finally couldn't sit still.
"Buzz!"
The old man in white robe took a step in an instant and floated high into the sky.
His entire body turned black quickly, and eventually he transformed from an old man with white hair and a childish face into a human-demon with black scales all over his body. He didn't know what race he was.
At this time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs held the dead wood scepter in his hand, pointed it to the sky, and shouted: "Meteorites fell from the sky!"
This is a very ancient soul technique!
At this moment, the moment the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs finished speaking, huge meteorites really fell from high in the sky, smashing towards them crazily.
The entire battlefield below.
"This is a soul technique that has been lost in the ages!"
Ye Feng was mixed in with the army of phantom demons at this time. When he saw this scene, his eyes were not filled with fear, but instead he felt a deep heat.
Because Ye Feng has been practicing as a soul master until now, what he lacks the most is orthodox soul skills.
The soul attack method that Ye Feng obtained from the Demon Cave before: Panwu Great Magic Hand, was only barely considered a soul skill with martial attributes.
There is still a big difference from soul magic in the true sense.
But at this time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs waved the dead wood scepter in his hand, pointed at the sky, and used his soul power to communicate with the elements of the nine heavens, descending meteorites, flames, etc. This was the real orthodox soul technique.
"The fire snake dances wildly!"
Suddenly at this moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs roared again.
Boom!
High in the sky, the power of the elements of heaven and earth boiled, and huge flaming snakes condensed in an instant. There were thousands of them, and they all smashed towards the ground, suddenly turning into a sea of flames.
"Infinite Ice Pick!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs roared loudly again, tens of thousands of cold ice cones condensed in the void, and shot towards the phantom demon army like a volley of thousands of arrows.
At this time, three sets of powerful ancient soul techniques were released in succession, and the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs turned pale, obviously consuming a lot of his soul power.
But the destructive power of these three sets of soul arts was also extremely terrifying. Almost at that moment, most of the phantom demon army was killed or injured on the entire battlefield of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.
"Let's work together to kill this Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs!"
Suddenly the nine phantom demon lords took action together, and a huge soul vine appeared behind them. All nine of them shot out at once, like iron ropes, directly tying the Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs high in the sky.
"ah!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs made a furious sound because the soul vine was frantically absorbing the soul power in his body.
This is the innate magical power of the Phantom Demon clan, the soul vine, which can suck the souls of other living beings!
But using this kind of innate magical power also caused the nine phantom demon lords to suffer huge consumption at once.
Visible to the naked eye, their entire phantom bodies are rapidly drying up.
"You nine actually want to die with me?!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs did not expect that the nine phantom demon lords would be so crazy, and his old face suddenly became extremely ugly.
For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate.
"good chance!"
Suddenly at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly jumped out of the army of phantom demons.
"Sacrifice my luck to the sky and ask God to grant me infinite strength!"
Ye Feng suddenly recited this special luck mark formula.
