Chapter 5701 Soul Devouring Formation

Even though he was panting heavily and the part of his chest that was attacked before was still oozing blood, Ji Dali's eyes were flashing with excitement.

His muscles were constantly bulging, and in a short moment, he turned into the size of a small mountain.

"Damn it, you are looking for death."

"You were lucky enough to survive just now, so you should be content, but you still dared to provoke me."

Huang Chonglong's face trembled slightly, and he roared with a ferocious look.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and felt a wet feeling coming.

Needless to say, Ji Dali's attack just now had broken his nose.

Since Huang Chonglong's physical body was refined to the current level, he has never suffered such an injury again.

Now an unknown little person actually broke his nose, which has completely aroused Huang Chonglong's anger.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and fight!"

Ji Dali roared excitedly, stepped on the ground and rushed straight to Huang Chonglong.

Huang Chonglong also roared, steam spread from his whole body, and his whole body turned red like a cooked prawn.

The two bodies like small mountains collided quickly, and their palms faced each other and wrestled wildly. For a while, the two were evenly matched in strength.

"Huh?"

Huang Chonghu looked at the scene in front of him, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

The horizontal training method he and his brother had inherited from an ancient body training master, and to this day, no one has ever seen anyone who can be equal to them in strength.

A follower around this killing god actually has the power to compete with them?

The Tianren Prince also watched all this with a gloomy face, and impatience gradually rose in his heart.

"Enough, get back here."

The dark sound that seemed to come from the underworld reached the ears of the furious Huang Chonglong.

He shuddered violently, and the strength in his hands weakened for a while.

Ji Dali seized the opportunity and pushed Huang Chonglong out again, and he fell heavily beside the Tianren Prince.

"Your Majesty, I didn't lose!"

Huang Chonglong stood up with red eyes and shouted to the Tianren Prince.

Being beaten up one after another, Huang Chonglong was afraid that this scene would affect the trust of the Lord in him.

"God of Killing, since you dare to appear in front of me, then leave your life here today!"

"Go ahead, do as I told you before."

"No matter what preparations you made, you will die here today!"

A cold color flashed in the eyes of the Tianren Prince. He didn't care what Huang Longchong was thinking at all, but just stared at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng didn't come last night, of course, not just to tease him.

They are all people who have practiced for many years. Looking at Zhang Yifeng's appearance, he probably guessed that he would set up a trap here to wait for him.

But no matter how Zhang Yifeng prepared, the Tianren Prince had the confidence to keep them all here.

At worst, Zhang Yifeng will be seriously injured and unable to continue to fight against him in this inheritance place!

Huang Chonglong listened to the instructions of the Tianren Prince, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly wiped the blood off his face.

He quickly stood aside and poured his magic power into the formation under his feet.

Huang Chonghu on the side seemed much calmer, but he also glared at Zhang Yifeng and the other two fiercely before standing in the original position.

Tianren Prince raised his hand, and three black lights flew out of his palm and quickly fell in front of Zhang Yifeng and the other two.

Zhang Yifeng looked intently and saw that the three black lights were three small black flags.

As the three flags fell, thick black fog poured out from them.

"God of Death, I don't know if you have heard of the reputation of this Soul Devouring Formation."

"But if the three of you fall into this formation today, none of you will be able to walk out alive!"

When Prince Tianren saw the black fog spreading and about to envelop Zhang Yifeng and the other two, he said with a grim smile.

"Soul Devouring Formation?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, looking at the black fog that was about to close, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He had heard of the reputation of this Soul Devouring Formation. It is said to be an ancient formation that relies on three life and death banners as the core of the formation.

Once the formation is completed, it can devour the souls of the people in the formation, leaving only a body.

But this formation can only be barely deployed by the Immortal Saint Realm at least.

With Prince Tianren's current cultivation, the Soul Devouring Formation deployed at this time is probably a Soul Devouring Formation that has shrunk several times.

But even so, the reputation of the Soul Devouring Formation cannot be underestimated, and it is no wonder that Prince Tianren is so confident.

At the moment when the black fog closed, Zhang Yifeng and the other two felt a sharp pain in their heads at the same time, as if thousands of insects were biting their brains.

At the same time, the souls of the three people were constantly being erased by the soul-devouring formation.

Although the speed was extremely slow, it would cause irreversible damage to their souls in the long run.

"Hahaha, God of Killing, I have plenty of time to waste with you here!"

"Of course, if you erase the seal on your hand now, I can also let you go."

"After all, compared to the inheritance of Emperor Taiwu, the lives of the three of you are worthless."

The voice of the Prince of Tianren passed through the black fog and reached the ears of Zhang Yifeng and the other two who were being tortured.

"Prince of Tianren, do you think we are three-year-old children?"

"I'm afraid that even if the seal is erased, you will not take back the soul-devouring formation."

Zhang Yifeng sneered. With his soul power, he can still resist this consumption now.

However, looking at the sweat beads on the foreheads of Xuanyuan and Dali beside him, Zhang Yifeng knew that he could not drag it on.

"God of Death, since you are stubborn, then die in this Soul Devouring Formation."

"To tell you the truth, this Soul Devouring Formation cannot be solved inside!"

"Unless you can destroy the three formation flags, the only thing waiting for you in the end is the destruction of your soul and spirit."

The cold voice of the Tianren Prince reached Zhang Yifeng's ears.

"You told me this, aren't you afraid that I will break your Soul Devouring Formation?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with a hint of deep meaning, and he said in a light voice.

"Hahaha, the three of you are in this formation, what can you use to break my Soul Devouring Formation."

"Why, do you think these two people around me can help you break the formation?"

The Tianren Prince outside the Soul Devouring Formation laughed and ridiculed Zhang Yifeng for overestimating his own abilities.

"Your Majesty, how could we betray you!"

The Huang Chonglong brothers hurriedly defended themselves after hearing this.

The Tianren Prince glanced at the two of them, just like before, although these two guys were strong, their brains were really not enough.

They took his obvious mocking words seriously.

"Of course not relying on them, but I didn't seem to say that there are only six of us on the island now, right?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

"God of Killing, what do you mean by this?"

"Only you and me on this island, there are no other people!"

The expression of the Tianren Prince was tense.