Chapter 749
Seeing the Son of Darkness coming.
The Fengling clan leader was shocked.
"Grand Elder, take Ling Yun away quickly! I will lead the way!"
He shouted angrily, and burst out with the momentum of the virtual fairyland.
As the Fengling scepter in his hand was waved.
A shocking hurricane was rolled up.
This scepter is one of the Fengling clan's treasures.
It is a clan guardian artifact created by the Fengling ancestor who gathered the power of the Nine Heavens Gale.
Although its power is not as good as the Fengguan.
But it is also good.
At this moment, the Fengling clan leader pushed it to the limit.
A strong wind blew within a hundred feet.
The warriors of the Dead Country were swept away by the hurricane before they approached.
A large open space was directly cleared.
"Go!"
The Fengling clan leader shouted.
The Fengling clan leader and others waved their weapons, surrounded Feng Lingyun, and rushed to kill.
"Hehehe... You want to leave? Too naive!"
The Son of Darkness stretched out his hand and grabbed.
The black mist continued to surround.
These mists clearly looked illusory.
But the strong wind fell into it and could not blow it away.
A few members of the Wind Spirit tribe jumped high and rushed into the black mist, trying to open a way.
At the moment they touched the black mist.
Suddenly, he held his head with both hands and let out a shrill wail.
The body even spun and fell to the ground.
After twitching a few times, he stopped moving.
The bulging eyes were full of fear.
It seemed that he saw something terrible.
"No, this is the soul-sucking death fog! Don't touch it, retreat, retreat quickly!"
The pupils of the Wind Spirit Elder shrank suddenly.
He exclaimed.
The soul-sucking death fog is a terrible fog born in the Nine Netherworlds.
It contains a strong mental attack.
Once someone with a weak will touches it.
The soul will be torn apart and die immediately.
It was extremely tragic.
"Hehehe, since this Saint has taken action, there is absolutely no way for you to survive!"
The Dark Saint crossed his arms across his chest.
There was a trace of pity and mockery in his eyes.
The soul-sucking death fog continued to surge, enveloping the people of the Wind Spirit Clan.
"Come on, throw yourself into the arms of the Dead Country and become its slaves. This is your only way to survive!"
The Dark Saint raised his head proudly.
The Wind Spirit Clan leader slammed his scepter and shouted angrily.
"The Wind Spirit Clan, only warriors who died in battle, will never kneel to darkness, absolutely..."
The Dark Saint was not angry, but even more excited.
"Hehehe... This Saint admires your courage. It's even more fun to kill like this!"
"But... If I ask you to kneel, you must kneel!"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed.
A dark stone tablet emerged in the void.
Boom!
The stone tablet fell a foot, and the pressure surged instantly.
The entire land of the Fengling tribe sank several feet.
Puff! Puff!
Several Fengling tribe members with weaker cultivation were directly crushed into blood mud.
The rest of the people were trembling all over and could not move.
"Wind Spirit Guard! Protect my tribe!"
The Fengling tribe leader stabbed the scepter into the ground fiercely.
Then he bit his index finger and turned his blood into a protective sky cover to protect all the tribe members.
"Patriarch, don't do that!"
The elder screamed.
The Fengling tribe leader did this, which was equivalent to putting all the pressure on him alone.
Such a terrifying pressure is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.
Puff! Puff!
The pressure was like a mountain, and several bones of the Fengling tribe leader were broken in an instant.
Blood spurted out of his mouth.
But his will was still firm.
"As the Fengling tribe leader, if I can't protect my tribe, how can I face my ancestors in the underworld!"
Although the words were firm, they were full of sadness and desolation.
All the Wind Spirits had tears in their eyes, clenched their fists, and glared at the Dark Saint.
"Hehehe... It's this look that makes this Saint feel more pleasure in killing you, hehehe..."
"This Saint wants to see how many times the pressure you can withstand!"
He chanted the spell and hit the black stone tablet.
Boom!
The pressure instantly tripled.
Puff puff puff!
The Wind Spirit leader's mouth spurted blood again.
He heard two clicks, and his leg bones shattered.
He bent his knees directly to the ground.
Roar!
The Wind Spirit leader suddenly roared to the sky.
His body sank suddenly.
His legs sank into the ground.
"The Wind Spirit Clan... will never be slaves!"
Such excitement also ignited the blood in the hearts of the Wind Spirit Clan.
"Support the Clan Leader, protect my Wind Spirit!"
The Great Elder used both hands to cast immortal power and infused it into the shield.
The rest of the Fengling tribe also released their immortal powers.
Feng Lingyun also wanted to release her immortal power.
But she was stopped by the great elder.
"Lingyun, we can die, but you can't!"
"No matter what happens, you must survive., protect our clan's sacred objects, and leave hope for sealing the Kingdom of the Dead!"
"Now you are the only one who can activate the Wind Crown. If you die, the Kingdom of the Dead will descend upon the world, and all realms will fall into the terror of death!"
Feng Lingyun's eyes were filled with tears.
"Great Elder, I..."
The Great Elder looked at Feng Lingyun with a kind look.
"Good child, we can't take care of you in the future, you must learn to be strong yourself!"
Feng Lingyun nodded heavily.
Hit is the fastest way for people to grow up.
At this moment.
Feng Lingyun's Dao heart is condensed.
Unwavering.
She looked at the Dark Saint's eyes.
It was anger that was deep in her bones.
"I, Feng Lingyun, swear that in my lifetime, I will do my best to seal your Kingdom of the Dead, and I will never let you bring disaster to the people!"
The Dark Saint laughed wildly.
"Hehehe... your words are really disgusting. How can you, a weak person who can't even control his own destiny, have the courage to say such things! "
Feng Lingyun shouted: "Maybe I am weak today, but one day, I will grow up and destroy the Dead Country!"
A flash of shock flashed in the eyes of the Dark Saint.
"In this case, I will spare you even more!"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed.
A dark force penetrated the defense and grabbed Feng Lingyun.
"Ah..."
Feng Lingyun's slender body was forcibly pulled up.
"Let Lingyun go!"
The elder roared and rushed over.
"Waste, get out of here!"
The Dark Saint waved his hand.
The elder spit out blood and flew out, seriously injured.
"Ignite my soul, protect my wind spirit! "
Red flames burst out of his body.
That was a symbol of the burning of blood and soul.
Boom boom boom!
The flames rose, and the terrifying blood power rushed into the sky.
It actually broke through the pressure of the black stone tablet.
"When the wind moves the mountains and rivers, the ten directions move!"
The elder stepped on one foot, turned his body into a sword, and rushed towards the Dark Saint.
"Great elder..."
All the Fengling people had sad faces.
Burning soul.
If the enemy doesn't die, I will die too.
This is a life-and-death move.
A blow with no retreat.
"Hehehe..."
Facing a life-and-death blow.
The Dark Saint was also moved.
He stretched out his left hand, and the power of the dead country surged.
"Death Cry! "
In the void, a dark light flashed.
Puff!
The sword light broke, and the elder flew out covered in blood.
In his eyes, the vitality had begun to dissipate.
"Elder!"
Feng Lingyun screamed heartbreakingly.
"Son of Darkness, I must kill you!"
The most beloved elder was about to fall.
Feng Lingyun's heart ached.
The Son of Darkness became more and more arrogant.
He pinched Feng Lingyun's throat.
"Poor you, I can kill you with just one finger now, too weak, too weak!"
"You are so ridiculous, and you still talk about killing me!"
"In this world, only those with absolute strength have the right to speak!"
A sense of despair surged in Feng Lingyun's eyes.
Yes!
Without power, everything is empty talk.
At this moment!
A calm voice sounded.
"Want revenge? I'll give you this chance!"
A loud explosion.
The soul-sucking death fog was torn apart.
Two figures stepped out.
