Chapter 1830: Wrapping Oneself in a Cocoon!

Thirteen demon generals, four of them were killed.

At this moment, the killing continued in the demon formation covering twenty miles.

The remaining nine demon generals all fought desperately, their eyes were red with killing, and they even wanted to kill Luo Feng at the cost of serious injuries. For a moment, Luo Feng was in danger, and his white clothes were already stained with blood.

However, Luo Feng's eyes were extremely firm, as cold as a knife, and he held the Jiuli Holy Sword tightly in his hand, shining with dazzling light.

At this point, Luo Feng naturally would not have any intention of retreating. With his wonderful and incomparable body movement "Xiaoyaoyou", he was as fast as lightning and avoided one killing move after another. At the same time, he swung his sword to counterattack, and the sword light was sharp and sharp.

"Turning stone into gold!"

With this sword, Luo Feng suddenly injected the power of "Turning stone into gold", and the sword force suddenly sank.

You Twelve was caught off guard and his arm was cut off by a sword.

Boom!

Luo Feng swung his other hand, moving mountains and filling the sea, and instantly knocked You Twelve away. He fell to the ground with a bang, struggled for a few times, and died.

"There are eight more." Luo Feng's eyes were cold, as if a killing star had descended.

"Go to hell." You Yi went crazy, and between swinging his arms, a silver cold iron chain appeared in his hand. This was a mythical pattern weapon, and the iron chain contained huge power. Once locked, it would be certain death.

Luo Feng did not dare to be arrogant and flew to avoid it.

His powerful body skills made You Yi and others feel crazy.

Luo Feng made full use of the space of 20 miles in radius, changing the battlefield from time to time, making it difficult for You Yi and others to focus on his joint attack. However, even so, the joint siege of many peak powerhouses also caused Luo Feng to be injured several times.

Huh!

The iron chain with cold light swept across, like a long snake, under the control of Youyi, it was everywhere, following like a shadow, chasing Luo Feng. The injuries on Luo Feng's body were all because he was eager to avoid the blockade of the iron chain and was attacked by other demons.

"Kill, avenge our brothers."

The eight demons attacked with all their strength without reservation.

"It's already a fight of trapped beasts." Youyi swung his arms violently, and the cold iron chain turned into a cage to lock Luo Feng.

"You have already merged the second drop of ancestral blood. Calculating the time, I'm afraid that you have almost consumed the energy of the second drop of ancestral blood." Youyi sneered, "I want to see if you can still merge the second drop of ancestral blood."

Ancestral blood, even for the demons, is only possible for a few ancient powerful descendants.

It is an extremely rare thing.

Youyi naturally has never seen it.

However, the various books of the demon clan have a long history of inheritance. Youyi knows how rare the ancestral blood is, and he understands that under normal circumstances, fusing a drop of ancestral blood will have side effects. Fusing two drops of ancestral blood in a row in a battle is undoubtedly seeking death.

As for three drops...

That must be forced into a desperate situation, and he wants to die with the enemy.

Whoosh!

A violent attack.

Seeing that Luo Feng was about to be forced into a desperate situation.

"Die." Youyi grinned and released the iron chain in his hand completely.

There were many cracks on the weapon pattern on the iron chain. This was also a broken mythical pattern weapon. As Youyi further stimulated its energy, the cracks on the iron chain became more and more. However, Youyi was confident that he could destroy Luo Feng before the iron chain was destroyed.

Lightning and flint.

Luo Feng's figure suddenly paused.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

Of course, for Youyi, this was an unexpected surprise.

Whoosh!

The cold light on the iron chain was approaching Luo Feng's body.

At the critical moment.

Luo Feng's mind flashed.

A huge bronze ancient bell appeared, covering Luo Feng's body.

Boom!

The iron chain hit the bronze ancient bell, and in an instant, the bronze ancient bell made a vibration sound.

Bang, bang, bang!

After several violent collisions, the bronze ancient bell shook, the cracks spread rapidly, and then exploded. However, the majestic and powerful recoil force also broke the iron chain into more than a dozen pieces.

Thick smoke billowed and gradually dissipated.

A blood-stained white robe reappeared in front of everyone.

Luo Feng's face was indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

Looking coldly ahead.

In his palm, another drop of ancestral blood was beating.

"What." You Yi couldn't believe it, and his eyes widened.

The third drop of ancestral blood.

He actually dared to merge?

Is this to die together?

"You are seeking your own death." You Yi shouted angrily, and his eyes flashed with strong fear.

At this point, his trump cards were almost exhausted, and even the iron chain of the mythical pattern soldiers broke with Luo Feng's bronze stone bell. At this time, if Luo Feng recklessly merged the third drop of ancestral blood again, it would definitely have a huge killing power for You Yi and others.

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes coldly, "Let's see who dies first."

No need to waste words.

The ancestral blood in Luo Feng's palm merged into the blood.

At this moment, Luo Feng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. The ancestral blood merged into the blood, and there was a burning feeling as if it was burned by fire. The bones were about to be burned and there was a sharp pain.

The ancestral blood, in a short period of time, poured huge energy into the body. This power that should not belong to oneself, crowded in. If someone with a weaker ability to withstand it, it would not be surprising that the body exploded and died directly.

But Luo Feng, in a battle, actually merged three drops of ancestral blood.

Even though Luo Feng had an amazing physique, a golden body of ten thousand Buddhas, and was indestructible, he still felt a little overwhelmed at this moment. However, Luo Feng could no longer care about these things. He wanted to kill the last eight demon generals with the power of the third drop of ancestral blood.

These were all executioners who killed the human race.

"Is the Heavenly Prison Realm your training ground?" Luo Feng glanced at a few people, "Then, you are my Luo Feng's whetstone."

Swish!

Luo Feng's power climbed to the peak, suppressing the burning and stinging feeling on his body. The rolling energy burst out like a flood, and was released through the Jiuli Holy Sword. In a blink of an eye, it was almost killed in seconds, and another demon general fell in a pool of blood.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Luo Feng was like the incarnation of the killing demon god, a killing machine.

His figure was like lightning, and the knife light passed by, which must be stained with blood.

Swish!

Swish! Swish!

You Si, die!

You Liu, die!

You San, die!

One demon general after another fell.

"He is a madman, a killing god." You Shi had collapsed and screamed at the top of his lungs, "You Yi, quickly remove the formation and let us escape."

"Yes, quickly remove the formation and escape." You Er also roared.

However, at this moment, You Yi had no words to say, and his eyes showed despair.

Luo Feng did not give him a chance to withdraw the formation at all. The sharp blade had already locked him firmly.

"I said, you are playing tricks on yourself." Luo Feng slashed with his sword, with great momentum.