Eight Desolate Sword God

Eight Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Heaven Made a Pair

"Okay, there are more than 10,000 dao array patterns already laid here, plus this ancient prohibition, as long as the ancient undead dares to come, it will definitely make him come and go."

Ye Chenfeng let out a sigh of turbidity, looked at him and Xia Wendie depicting the pattern of the forbidden space, and showed a satisfied smile.

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that the two of you are not only amazing in cultivation talent, but also have such deep formation skills. You are a natural pair." The old soul said with a loving smile.

"A natural pair!" Xia Wendie jumped up like a little wild cat who stepped on its tail, and retorted loudly: "Senior, don't mess with the mandarin ducks, I have nothing to do with this big pervert."

"I don't like girls who are concave in the front and back, and have a poor figure!" Ye Chenfeng looked at Xia Wendie with an excited expression, and said with a pouting.

Xia Wendie: "..."

"Ye Chenfeng, you dare to slander me, believe it or not, I tore your mouth."

Xia Wendie felt that Ye Chenfeng was her nemesis. As long as she talked to him, she wanted to be savage, to go mad, and to kill.

"Xia Wendie, you'd better speak politely, don't forget that the enlightenment tree is here with me, if you want to pick the death mandala, you also need my help, if you make me unhappy, be careful that I leave, Anyway, I have already picked up what I need." Ye Chenfeng ignored Xia Wendie's penetrating eyes, folded his arms around his chest, and warned coldly.

Xia Wendie: "..."

"Okay, you two stop arguing." The old soul looked at the two who were arguing, shook his head, and said, "You better trust the eyesight of the old man. According to the experience of the old man, the two of you are definitely a match made in heaven. Yes, it should come together."

...

Ye Chenfeng and Xia Wendie were speechless when they heard the old soul talking more and more outrageous.

The night was like water, and darkness shrouded the entire ancient medicine garden.

With the help of the sword soul, Ye Chenfeng forcibly cut off the root of the enlightenment tree rooted in the corpse of the Heavenly Clan's powerful corpse, and moved this extremely valuable corpse outside to attract the ancient undead.

During this period, Xia Wendie hid the formation pattern that melted into the space, and the old soul forcibly opened the ancient prohibition, waiting for the ancient undead to enter the urn.

The night became thicker and thicker, and suddenly, a blurred shadow that merged with the forbidden fog appeared strangely, staying outside the ancient prohibition. The corpse of the Celestial Clan almighty fell to the ground.

"coming!"

Although the ancient undead had a strong concealment ability, Ye Chenfeng still felt his presence under the induction of the god-devouring brain, and quickly told the old soul and Xia Wendie.

The ancient necromancer held Fang Tianhua halberd and looked at the dead corpse from a distance, and did not approach blindly, but this corpse was too attractive to him. If he could get it, he could use the power of the corpse to tear the ancient prohibition. , leave the ancient medicine garden.

In the end, under the temptation of the corpse of the Celestial Clan, the ancient undead turned into a light of extreme speed, ventured into the ancient prohibition, and flew towards the corpse of the Celestial Clan.

Seeing that he flew into the corpse of the Celestial Clan and fused with the corpse, the corpse of the Celestial Clan disappeared strangely, leaving the ancient undead in the air.

The next moment, the old soul forcibly closed the ancient prohibition, and more than ten thousand attack and killing array patterns appeared in the void, reflecting the dark space like daytime, forbidding the space.

"Necromancer, we meet again."

The old soul emerged from the pile of rocks, looking sharply at the ancient undead holding Fang Tianhua halberd and full of murderous aura, and said with a strong voice.

"Ouch!"

Looking at the attack and killing pattern that appeared in the sky, the three ancient souls surrounded him, the ancient undead let out a roar, and the terrifying murderous aura was vented in his soul.

"Necromancer, you shouldn't have survived in this world, come into reincarnation with me."

Saying that, the old soul released a powerful soul power, rolled up a large number of rocks and smashed it at the ancient undead.

"Xia Wendie, the task of controlling the pattern attack is left to you, and I will help senior deal with him."

With that said, Ye Chenfeng summoned the sword spirit puppet, which was comparable to a sixth-level war beast emperor, and attacked the ancient undead together.

"Boom!"

The ancient necromancer waved the Fang Tianhua halberd violently, and with the help of the powerful halberd, smashed the smashed rocks, and stabbed the nearby Ye Chenfeng with a halberd.

The sword spirit puppet stepped on the void and suddenly accelerated, using its indestructible body to block in front of Ye Chenfeng, resisting Fang Tianhua's powerful attack.

"Dragon blood, burn!"

In order to kill the ancient undead, Ye Chenfeng instantly burned the blood of the dragon, and the blood dragon emperor with a length of more than one thousand meters emerged from his body, instantly increasing his soul power by seven times.

"Beast Soul Form!"

Ye Chenfeng let out a loud shout, merged with the Blood Dragon Emperor and transformed into the form of a beast soul. Large swaths of Blood Dragon Lin covered his whole body, and Ye Chenfeng's own strength was also rising at this moment.

"Judgment Seven Swords, verdict!"

Ye Chenfeng held the Ditian Sword and slashed into the void, and a lightsaber filled with the will of the world slashed down, tearing the void and slashing at the ancient undead.

"laugh!"

He was attacked by the Sword of Judgment just a short distance away, and the ancient undead roared continuously, and the surface of the terrifying soul boiled like boiling water, resisting the Sword of Judgment.

Then, the mouth of the ancient undead became infinitely larger, and the death energy poured out of his mouth like a river, bombarding Ye Chenfeng, forcing him to dodge with all his might.

"Soul Cut!"

Seizing the opportunity of the ancient undead to attack Ye Chenfeng, the old soul immediately unleashed a big move, and the incomparably sharp soul threads flew out of his body, cutting through all barriers and attacking the ancient undead.

Under the attack of the old soul's ultimate move, the powerful soul body of the ancient undead was cut into hundreds of wounds, and a large amount of soul energy permeated, and he kept roaring like a beast in pain.

"Thousands of patterns, kill!"

The countless array patterns controlled by Xia Wendie also bombarded like a tide, bombarding the soul body that was cut by the ancient undead, trying to blast him in one fell swoop.

"Ouch!"

Perceiving death, the ancient undead sent out a long howl that shocked the nine days, and the dark soul body burned. He burst out with the strongest power, and quickly swung the Fang Tianhua halberd, constantly smashing the attacking and killing lines. , to break out with full force.

"Can you run?"

The old soul also burned the soul at this time, and continuously launched a big killing move, like a mad thunder that disturbed the nine days, slamming and killing the ancient undead, trying to kill him.

"Sword Soul, break!"

When the ancient undead were bombarded indiscriminately, and the burning soul was more and more seriously injured, Ye Chenfeng merged the sword soul into the Ditian sword, rushed into the destruction storm, and slashed the ancient death with a sword spirit.

"laugh!"

Under the vibration of the sword soul, the Ditian Sword's attack power reached an extremely terrifying level, and a sword slashed on the scarred chest of the ancient undead, splitting a deep sword mark on its chest.

The next moment, the thousands of array patterns controlled by Xia Wendie smashed over, slammed into the sword mark on his chest, blasted him out in one fell swoop, slammed into the ancient prohibition behind him, and suffered heavy damage.

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