Chapter 903 The Death of the Holy Lord

The moment the spiritual flesh and snow jade lotus avatar dissipated, Zhao Feng felt something in his heart.

swoosh!

A group of pitch-black magic light struck instantly, and wherever it passed, it was as dark as the abyss of hell.

The Demon Lord Jiuyou stared with both eyes, convinced that the person sitting on the strange windmill was Zhao Feng's body, and the black light and demonic flames all over his body suddenly soared.

"Junior, the time of death has come, what's the use of cultivation!" Jiuyou Demon Lord roared in the sky, and the power of the Holy Light of the Demonic Path surged in his body.

The overwhelming power of the magic road hit like a tsunami, and the wind and flames were like a ship under the waves, shaking violently, as if it would fall apart at any time.

The little thief cat also suddenly got into the lost air world.

"It still doesn't work!" Zhao Feng opened his eyes, slightly disappointed.

The Holy Lightning Body is far from the peak of the fifth floor, and there is always a gap. It may be that the Holy Lightning Body has progressed too much recently and the accumulation is not enough.

Some of the precious materials that increase life physique in the hand will be greatly reduced in efficacy under continuous consumption, unless one takes a higher level of precious materials, such as Baiyuan holy jelly.

However, Zhao Feng had already planned the use of Baiyuan Holy Jelly. Even if he took it now, the Holy Lightning Body would not be able to directly break through the sixth floor.

The Holy Lightning Body, which cannot reach the sixth floor, has no chance of winning under the projection of the Holy Master's small world.

Zhao Feng got up and put the Fengyan Speeding Car into the Lost Sky Realm.

"Are you ready to capture it?" Jiuyou Demon Lord looked disdainful in his eyes, like the unparalleled Demon Venerable coming from hell, his aura was surging and he looked at all directions.

Zhao Feng's expression condensed, and he released the red thunder light wings to run the golden thunder holy body.

While retreating, the light fist surrounded by red thunder and glowing light slammed out with infinite power.

San Lei Ba Fist!

Huge flame fists intertwined with golden thunder, shaped like a metal thunder mountain, brilliant and domineering, blasted towards the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

At the same time, the white light in the void world flashed.

Buzz!

Nearly a hundred colorful poisonous bees flew out from it, all of them at the queen level, among which there were four more brilliant queen bees.

"So many five poisonous bees?" Jiuyou Demon Lord's face was startled, and an overwhelming pitch-black magic light burst out from his body, penetrating the void and filling a thousand miles.

The projection of the small dark world is coming!

Boom!

The attack of Saint Lei Ba Fist bombarded the magic light and black flame of Jiuyou Demon Lord, only causing some ripples, and then collapsed instantly, like confetti falling on the flame.

And the five poisonous bees, bound by the rules of the Nine Nether Demon Lord's small world, suddenly became slow, and their sensitivity dropped more than twice.

The level difference is too great, and the five poisonous bees of the queen bee level are suppressed to death.

"Explosive!" Zhao Feng spat out a word.

Boom boom boom!

The power formed by the self-destruction of hundreds of five poisonous bees, even the Holy Master Xuanguang, would not dare to pass through it directly.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's left eye burst out with an astonishing divine light of will, and at the soul level, 1,500 thunder tribulation marks all lit up, and the blue lake below was sparkling.

That divine light of will turned into a purple thunder thorn, rushing towards the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

"Ignorance!" Jiuyou Demon Lord couldn't help sneering, he had suffered a few losses, how could he be careless now.

Zhao Feng's soul attack is close to the level of the Holy Master, and the power of thunder tribulation contained in it is very difficult even for the Holy Master.

Boom!

In the projection of Jiuyou Demon Lord's small world, a black fog suddenly appeared, and he was surrounded by a large number of such black fog.

shhh!

The power of the rules of the small world has a weaker suppression of the will of the soul,

The moment the You Zi Lei Thorn touched the black mist, the thunder and lightning flashes on it suddenly increased greatly, and 1,500 dormant thunder and tribulation power rushed out from it, immortal and immortal, and wherever it passed, it disappeared.

Bang!

The black fog in the projection of Jiuyou Demon Lord's small world was directly penetrated, as simple as a bullet penetrated paper.

"How is that possible?" Jiuyou Demon Lord thought that he had the soul defense measures of the small world, and he was absolutely safe and sound, and he was still moving fast, but this scene made him open his mouth.

Bang bang bang bang!

Too late to react!

As soon as all the black fog passed through, even the black fog around Jiuyou Demon Lord, the resistance time was only a moment longer.

call out!

You Zi Lei Thorn rushed directly into the soul of the Nine You Demon Lord.

"Ah!" Jiuyou Demon Lord screamed, the power of the black light of the whole body's demonic flames suddenly weakened, and the projection of the small world appeared distorted.

At this time, the Nine Nether Demon Lord remembered the information he had obtained. Zhao Feng in the "Purple Hair Double Evil" has mysterious bloodline eyes and pupils, and is especially good at soul attack.

He had already ignored this point, just imagine that in the middle stage of the False God, even if it is a genius of the soul path, the soul attack can affect the Holy Master, which is the maximum estimate.

Unexpectedly, the kid had been hiding something from the beginning, and now it has completely exploded.

At the other end, Zhao Feng's face was calm, and the light in his left eye was slightly dim.

Each of his previous soul attacks only used about a hundred thunderstorms, and he could slowly recover during the flight.

Moreover, the Nine Nether Demon Lord has become accustomed to the strength of his soul attack, and even thinks that is the approximate range of Zhao Feng's soul attack strength.

Therefore, the soul secret technique attack of 1,500 thunder tribulation power has now had an unexpected effect, breaking through the soul defense of the Holy Master Xuanguang, and causing certain damage to him.

But the power of thunder tribulation in the Purple Soul Sea was also exhausted.

At the same time that Jiuyou Demon Lord was attacked by his soul, a dim light flashed behind him.

"Shadow Thorn!"

A dark and dark body appeared behind the Nine Nether Demon Lord, and a wave-flow shadow sword in his hand flashed a strange black glare, piercing into the Nine Nether Demon Lord's body.

"Damn!" Under the carelessness, he was attacked by the soul, and at this moment, he was attacked by the attack of the material level. The Jiuyou Demon Lord was furious and roared in the sky. Under the infiltration of his small world, the entire darkness made a loud noise. The world seems to be collapsing.

A black devil holy light pierced through the rear of the Emperor You Ye who attacked him with lightning speed.

call!

The figure collapsed, the dim light flashed, and Emperor You Ye appeared thousands of miles away.

Although the Black Spring Poison has no effect on the Holy Master, the 'shadow thorn' is his most powerful assassination secret technique. In the case of a complete hit, even the Holy Master will not feel well.

The dim light flickered, and Emperor You Ye merged into the void and disappeared.

"Emperor You Ye? I don't know how high the sky is, even if you are entrusted to assassinate me, you are destined to die!" Jiuyou Demon Lord's face was deep.

Although Emperor Youye's attack caused some damage to him, it was mainly at a material level and was easy to recover. On the contrary, it was Zhao Feng's soul attack just now, which caused indelible damage to his soul, and now his soul still has a numbness and pain.

"Devil's hood!"

A black mask with dense patterns appeared around the Nine Nether Demon Lord, and then he locked onto Zhao Feng.

"Junior, in the face of absolute strength, all tricks are useless!" Jiuyou Demon Lord pretended to be unscathed, then turned into a ball of magic light, carrying the power of the projection of the small world and oppressed him.

"Demon Lord Jiuyou, if you insist on courting death, I will fulfill you!" Zhao Feng's eyes flashed a hint of determination, his purple hair was automatic, and an invisible power spread out.

"Don't be ashamed, die!" Jiuyou Demon Lord snorted angrily, the power of the projection of the small world has spread to the area where Zhao Feng is, and the power of invisible rules is locked and suppressed.

The Emperor You Ye, who was hiding in the dark, didn't dare to take action for a while. He was good at sneak attack and one-shot kill. Now the Nine You Demon Lord is prepared for him and approaches him rashly. If the Nine You Demon Lord suddenly turns to deal with him, Even if you have an eight-winged shadow clone, you may not be able to escape.

When Emperor You Ye was entangled in his heart, Zhao Feng's voice sounded from the depths of his soul, "Leave first!"

Hearing Zhao Feng's order, Emperor You Ye suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the master planned to use the Mysterious Sky Realm to evacuate.

With the combat strength of the two of them close to the Holy Master, it is not enough to fight against the Holy Master. The Master can fight against the Holy Master and resist it for so long, it is already very great.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly found that around the master, the power of Yan Zhifenglei's true essence surged out like a fountain, and Zhao Feng's icy eyes showed a hint of madness.

Before being lost in the air world, a white fog appeared!

Zhao Feng lightly held the Suotian Bow in his left hand, and held a red-gold arrow with difficulty in his right hand.

At the moment when the red golden arrow appeared, an all-conquering Jin Rui divine brilliance pierced through all things, and directly broke the projection of the small world of the Nine Nether Demon Lord and shot straight into the starry sky.

The soul of the Jiuyou Demon Lord suddenly felt a tingling sensation, the speed slowed down, and he opened his mouth: "The Slaughtering Arrow? The legendary secondary artifact!"

Zhao Feng looked directly at the Nine Nether Demon Lord, cold as an abyss, his left hand quickly raised his bow, and an invisible power spread out.

"This is a legendary sub-artifact, a one-time consumption sub-artifact! You are crazy!" The Nine You Demon Lord was incoherent in horror, pretending to remind and persuade.

"No, Zhao Feng, you put away the God-Slaughter Arrow, I promise that Jiuyou Palace will never attack you in the future!" Seeing that Zhao Feng had already opened his bow, the Jiuyou Demon Lord trembled like falling into an ice cellar.

Zhao Feng was indifferent and pulled the bowstring.

The moment when the true essence penetrated into the body, the God-Slaughter Arrow seemed to have awakened, and immediately released a golden radiance that penetrated the sky and the earth, covering up the golden crow above the head.

An infinite mighty force that made the gods and ghosts cry, descended into the heavens and the earth, and received the golden arrows.

The power of projection from the small world of the Nine Nether Demon Lord was instantly pierced through thousands of small holes, shattering and disappearing.

run!

This is the only thought of the Nine Serenity Demon Lord right now, to run recklessly, to burn the holy power of profound light, to burn the holy power of origin, and there is still a chance of life.

Now he regrets why he didn't practice the secret technique of flying escape.

Whoosh!

The Slaughter Arrows absorbed Zhao Feng's True Essence crazily, and the speed was astonishing. Even if the quantity and quality of Zhao Feng's True Essence far surpassed that of the average top emperors, it was also rapidly passing away.

Every time the bowstring is pulled, the suction force that devours Zhao Feng's power will double.

The wind and thunder of flame consumes the air instantly, followed by the wind and thunder of water and the wind and thunder of wood.

The vast sea of ​​true essence bottomed out in less than a breath.

Immediately followed by the physique, the perfect Blood Devil Yang bloodline, the ice water bloodline, and the physique of the Holy Lightning Body...

Then this devouring force turned to the will of the soul, the purple soul sea, and finally touched the will of the pupil power at the center!

Chi Chi!

Under the slaughtering arrow under the full string, a phantom light arrow with a length of hundreds of miles emerged, and a golden ray of divine cries pierced through all things.

At this moment, the spirit of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, who was flying 50,000 miles away, suddenly trembled, and the divine call that penetrated everything suddenly sounded in his soul, as if he was completely locked. No matter where he ran, the arrow would stab...

"No, it's impossible, I've already escaped such a long distance!"

...

An arrow was fired, and Zhao Feng, whose body was thin and his eyes dimmed, slowly fell.

call out!

The endless Jin Rui divine light pierced through the sky, tore everything apart, and the clouds and smoke dissipated in an instant.

In the distant sky, a storm of golden divine light that covers the sky is intertwined.