Chapter 641 Dominate Ziyan Lake (2)

"Senior Brother Jiu, you are from the Qianyou Shengzong, and you are proficient in the secrets of the soul. Only you can come forward and deal with that kid."

One of the geniuses of the two-star strong sect suggested.

As soon as these words came out, several other Holy Land geniuses agreed.

Including the master-level kendo youth, also nodded in agreement.

Zhao Feng comes from the three-star "Xuanzhen Sect", and is generally a genius of two-star strong sects, so he doesn't dare to provoke him easily.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the dry-faced man "Senior Brother Jiu".

"it is good"

Senior Brother Withered Mianjiu, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Among these people, he is the most experienced.

Purple Smoke Lake.

Zhao Feng sat on the ancient giant crocodile, and there were many monster fish under his command, active in the nearby waters for several miles.

Currently.

He didn't dare to go deep into the Purple Mist Lake, but just searched for resources on the periphery of the lake.

"According to the information, in the depths of Ziyan Lake, there are more powerful monsters and beasts, including the legendary race 'Mermaid', and the mysterious palace at the bottom of the lake."

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

The current first step, he must be able to scold the periphery of Ziyan Lake.

puff puff

A large number of demon fish scavenge for various precious materials and treasures in the nearby waters.

Purple scale grass is still the main target.

Most of the other precious materials and treasures, even though their value is high, cannot improve Zhao Feng's own strength in a short period of time.

"Fifty-eight...sixty...sixty-three..."

Zhao Feng liquidated the purple scale grass in his hand.

Currently.

He took more than 30 plants of purple scale grass by himself, combined with the immemorial breath of the dream, the defensive bloodline produced, the effect was amazing.

A thought moves.

A scaly dark purple texture appeared on Zhao Feng's body, like a close-fitting "scaly leather treasure".

"This kind of defensive bloodline has no attack effect except to enhance defense and physical strength. However, this bloodline can be more easily integrated into the 'Purple Mist Lake'.

Zhao Feng discovered an unexpected, but reasonable benefit.

after all.

This purple scale grass is the product bred in Ziyan Lake.

Zhao Feng took a lot of purple scale grass, and this defense bloodline was more, and it was more suitable for water, especially Ziyan Lake.

Now.

Even if Zhao Feng was in Ziyan Lake, he would not be regarded as an outsider or an alien by the aquatic creatures in the lake.

Invisibly, the pressure of being hated was cut in half.

"When a total of 100 'Purple Scale Grasses' are harvested, I will enter the depths of Ziyan Lake."

Zhao Feng was thinking in his heart.

Just as he was thinking.

poof

At the other end of the lake shore, a thick dragon-shaped skeleton floated on the water, with a faint flame and a gust of wind, carrying five or six people, approaching here.

"Huh? Ghost Corpse Secret Art?"

Zhao Feng looked sideways.

On the dragon-shaped skeleton, stood five or six holy land geniuses.

The first two honored masters were Senior Brother Ku Mianjiu and another kendo youth.

The other four were all at the late stage and peak of Xiaodan Yuanjing.

This group of people is menacing, with greed flashing in their eyes.

"Tsk tsk, the junior surnamed Zhao, you alone swallowed a large amount of purple scale grass and monopolized a large amount of precious materials and treasures, which made us very envious."

Senior Brother Jiu said yin and yang strangely.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Feng's sharp gaze was like an icy blade.

Everyone on the dragon-shaped skeleton felt an invisible chill.

With Zhao Feng's current bloodline physique, just a glance can bring great pressure to ordinary Venerables.

"What do you think? We want to buy some purple scale grass."

Brother Jiu, don't be afraid.

With his cultivation base in the middle stage of the Great Dan Yuanjing, he is proficient in the secrets of the soul and ghosts, and he is not afraid of a small Dan Yuanjing with soul talent.

acquisition?

Zhao Feng squinted and glanced at these people.

These people, obviously under the guise of "acquisition", came to make trouble.

The value of purple scale grass, placed in the outside world, is immeasurable.

A purple scale grass, the value is close to a mid-grade divine weapon.

To generate defensive bloodlines, it generally takes a dozen or so strains to be insured.

"In this way, we will buy a purple scale grass from you at the price of 10,000 top-grade Yuan spar."

Senior Brother Jiu squinted.

"Ten thousand top-grade Yuan spar?"

Near the lake shore, some holy land geniuses who were watching, almost choked.

10,000 top-grade Yuan spar, I am afraid that even a single root of "Purple Scale Grass" can't be bought.

This is naked extortion.

"roll."

Zhao Feng was too lazy to pay attention.

But Senior Brother Jiu and the others obviously came prepared.

They did not leave, but made trouble nearby.

For example, they disrupted the actions of the demon fish, preventing Zhao Feng from scavenging for rare materials and treasures normally.

Several of the demon fish were brutally murdered by these people.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng's face sank, and instead of being angry, he laughed.

Well, his purpose is to dominate Ziyan Lake, so let's use these people to stand out.

"superior"

With a single thought, Zhao Feng manipulated twenty ancient giant crocodiles to attack Senior Brother Jiu and the others.

Twenty ancient giant crocodiles, whose combat power is comparable to the peak of the Xiaodan Yuanjing, launched a sprint in the lake, the time and place were right, and the momentum was magnificent.

Senior Brother Jiu and the others, their expressions changed.

The four geniuses whose cultivation base was lower than the Great Dan Yuanjing suddenly panicked.

The ancient giant crocodile, in this lake, has its own geographical advantage. Twenty people attacked and immediately washed away the crowd.

"Operation Beheading"

Senior Brother Jiu shouted loudly, and together with the kendo youth, the two Lords of the Dan Yuan Realm crossed the ancient giant crocodile and killed Zhao Feng.

If you fight hard against twenty ancient giant crocodiles, hundreds of monster fish, even the two great lords, your scalp will feel numb.

but.

They understand the truth of "catching the thief and the king".

Zhao Feng is the head coach of this Aquatic Legion. As long as he kills him and everything falls apart, they can also gain benefits.

There is no simpler strategy.

Seeing, two Great Dan Yuanjing Lords, one after the other, killed Zhao Feng.

The kendo youth is in the front, the attack is strong, and he is responsible for the impact.

Senior Brother Jiu, controlled the golden skeleton of the lord level, and at the same time he also activated the secret technique of the soul path, trying to interfere with Zhao Feng's control of the aquarium army.

"Not good..."

On the shore of the lake, the female tamer and animal master had a hint of unbearable in her bright eyes.

As a beast tamer, she knows best that a school of "Dao control" cultivation like herself is most afraid of the "decapitation" strategy of a powerful enemy.

How could Zhao Feng retreat safely under the attack of two lord-level holy land geniuses?

"now"

Zhao Feng sat still, a black flag appeared in his hand.

swish

With the wave of the black flag, the cursed corpses appeared, and the billowing dark smoke and flames, accompanied by the resentment of ghosts and corpses, enveloped dozens of feet in a radius.

"hiss"

The kendo youth, who just got close, was oppressed by the majestic ghost flames and dense clouds.

In the thick cloud of ghost flames, countless pale and bloody hands stretched out into the body of the kendo youth.

nowadays.

Each of Zhao Feng's cursed corpses was basically upgraded to the half-step Dan Yuan realm, and it was integrated with the immemorial aura of the dream realm.

The kendo youth, who had just entered, his body became cold, his spirit and spirit were constantly draining away.

His combat power was suddenly weakened by 30% or 40%.

And over time, his combat power status will continue to weaken. Once it exceeds ten breaths, he will likely turn into a pile of bones.

"The Curse of the Hundred Corpses? Look at my—"

Senior Brother Najiu gave a sinister smile, manipulated the golden skeleton, and entered the curse of the hundred corpses.

The golden skeleton entered the curse formation without much impact.

turn out to be.

The Curse of the Hundred Corpse does not have much effect on the dead things that are also from the ghost corpse family.

What's more, this golden skeleton is of the Great Dan Yuan level.

As such.

Zhao Feng still has to face a complete Sovereign Lord rank, and even a weakened Sovereign Master rank sword cultivator.

"As long as a short period of time, the decapitation is successful. Everything can be broken."

Brother Jiu's heart is like a mirror.

But in the next moment, in the great formation of the Hundred Corpse Curse, there was a scream.

"what"

The kendo youth was cut by a dark purple light blade as thin as a cicada's wings in the thick cloud of ghost flames.

"Blade of Purple Destruction"

The dark purple light blade in Zhao Feng's hand, the wind and thunder sounded, and the aura of destruction erupted, slashing the kendo youth.

That kendo youth, even though he had a cultivation base in the early stage of the Great Dan Origin Realm, and his combat power was far superior to that of ordinary lords, but in the curse formation, his sense of strength was greatly restrained.

"how come……"

The kendo youth's eyes were wide open, unable to understand that while Zhao Feng was controlling the big formation, how could he still have the strength to attack him.

Moreover, the offensive was so swift.

Of course he didn't know that Zhao Feng practiced the "Wan Nian Divine Art" and controlled the Hundred Corpse Array with one hand and attacked with the other.

swish

Zhao Feng succeeded in one strike, and the figure disappeared.

And the kendo youth, whose figure was shaky, wanted to escape, but was wrapped in a thick cloud of rolling ghost flames.

Being fatally wounded, the kendo youth could not break through in a short period of time, and his life and death were determined.

The spirit and spirit of his Great Dan Yuanjing was quickly lost and became the nourishment for the cursed formation.

In the corpse formation.

Zhao Feng only needs to face the main-level golden skeleton.

"Purple Wind Extinguishing Thunder Whip"

A dark purple whip chain condensed in Zhao Feng's hand, more condensed than before, with a "" sound, entangling the golden skull.

The power of Lei Dao has strong restraint on ghosts and corpses.

What's more, Zhao Feng's Zimie Fenglei contained a good aura of destruction.

The pill core in his body is completely crystallized, comparable to that of the Lord. Under the influence of the immemorial atmosphere of the dream, the Zimie True Essence is closer to the source, and its power exceeds its own limitations.

Chi Chi

The golden skeleton, with a burst of black smoke, struggled with all its might.

"kneel down"

Zhao Feng shouted loudly and slapped the golden skull frame with his palm, his physical strength was like that of a giant beast

now.

Zhao Feng's life physique is close to that of the king, but his physique strength is beyond common sense, strengthened by the immemorial aura of the dream, the blood of the sea whale's heart, and the purple scale grass.

He slapped it out with a palm, exuding a majestic breath of ancient blood.

creak

The golden skull was suppressed so that it could not move, that oppression, from the body to the consciousness.

"Ice Emperor Seal"

On Zhao Feng's other palm, a blue crystal-like icy blue print was condensed, as if icy blue bloomed, an extreme cold force of the ancient Ice Emperor enveloped the golden skeleton.

sizzle

Under the suppression of terrifying brute force and extreme cold force, the golden skeleton condensed a layer of frost all over its body.

thump

The golden skeleton was pushed down on the surface of the ancient giant crocodile by Zhao Feng.

"Junior, don't think about—"

Senior Brother Jiu outside was stunned and roared in anger.

at this time.

He also ignored the threat of the Hundred Corpse Curse and rushed in, trying to save his golden skeleton.

That's a lord-level ghost skeleton.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng ignored it and fused the Ice Emperor Spear to maximize the extreme cold power of the ice water bloodline.

sizzle

The golden skeleton's entire body was crystallized into ice, and soon it was placed in a hexahedral crystal seal.

"stop"

Senior Brother Jiu flew over and slapped Zhao Feng with his palm.

Zhao Feng did not move.

buzz

On the surface of his body, a scaly dark purple texture appeared, resembling a dragon scale warrior.

"Pong"

The palm of the Great Dan Yuanjing was like a defeat, and the voice was low.