960: C960 Kill the Earth Spirit

C960 Kill the Earth Spirit

The Howling Moon Wolf King's attacks became more and more powerful. It could be said that the more it fought, the stronger it became. Using the Dead Spirit Blood that could twist the body of the Spirit of Death as a sacrifice, the things that it summoned were not ordinary strong.

Normally, this Howling Moon Wolf King could maintain it for a day. During this period of time, it was the highest existence in the Underworld.

Although the three experts who rushed over to seal the Death Domain were powerful, they were still quite a distance away from the peak existences in the Underworld.

At this rate, in less than ten breaths' time, the three human experts would turn into cold corpses.

However, there might be a way to break it. In the beginning, the young cultivator wanted to kill the Spirit of Death that had summoned the Howling Moon Wolf King, which was the most correct way to do so.

However, he was stopped by the Howling Moon Wolf King halfway. He didn't have enough time to launch the next attack.

However, he didn't have enough time and strength to attack, but Zhao Feng was different. He did.

He had the ability to cross space. Being able to approach the Spirit of Death before the Howling Moon Wolf King could react, the old man summoned the Yang Thunder in the sky and gave him enough killing techniques.

In this way, even a mere Foundation Establishment realm cultivator like Zhao Feng had the ability to threaten the Spirit of Death.

He took out a medicinal Vital Spirit recovery pill from his storage ring and stuffed it into his mouth. A green jade bead appeared on his hand.

What he was going to do next was not a big chance. He could not afford to make any mistakes. Any small mistake could lead to eternal damnation.

"Replace Heavenly Palm Lightning."

Pure white lightning fell from the sky and gathered in Zhao Feng's palm.

The Howling Moon Wolf King ignored it. Zhao Feng had already attacked him before. To him, this level of attack was like a slap to his face.

The old man who had summoned a large amount of Yang lightning also sighed. "What a fool. With the time to summon lightning, it's better to draw some signs of life. No matter what, it's stronger than summoning Yang lightning."

He had seen Zhao Feng draw signs of life before. With Zhao Feng's cultivation base, he was able to draw signs of life. The power of the Sun Thunder is not great.

It wasn't as real as the signs of life. Although a few Life Talismans were just a drop in the bucket for the situation in front of them, it was still better than doing such useless work!

He only complained and did not speak again. The pressure from the Howling Moon Wolf King in front of them was too strong.

This feeling was like facing their own sect master.

Even if the three of them used all of their strength, they only set up a layer of light barrier around them. Although the defense was very strong, it still could not stop the Howling Moon Wolf King.

With just two attacks, the light barrier dimmed. They could feel that under these circumstances, the layer of protection they set up would not be able to block for long.

The human experts had only come to the three of them this time. If nothing unexpected happened today, the three of them, along with Zhao Feng, would die here.

At this moment, a silvery-white light rushed over from not far away. It was Zhao Feng holding the Sun Thunder in his hand.

"Ai!"

The Howling Moon Wolf King didn't even pay attention to Zhao Feng for a moment. It continued to wave its claws at the barrier set up by the three of them.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth revealed a trace of a cold smile. Did they ignore him? That would be for the best.

Just as the lightning in Zhao Feng's hand was about to touch the Moonhowl Wolf King.

Zhao Feng roared, "Zhu Huai!"

A silver white light appeared beside Zhao Feng. Although it was not that obvious because of the Yang Lei, but where did these people go, weren't they all people who could dominate a region?

How could they not see the light of the spatial power?

Zhao Feng, what was he trying to do? Countless questions rose in their minds, including the two Death Spirits.2

An extremely bad feeling emerged in the heart of the Death Spirit who had summoned the Howling Moon Wolf King. He panicked. The last time he felt this way was when he escaped in a sorry state.

If he had not found a treasure to possess and had the Apostle of Death send him here, he would have died a long time ago.

"Moonhowl Wolf King, come back."

The instant he sensed that something was wrong, the Death Apostle Spirit spoke.

The claw that the Moonhowl Wolf King had just swung out was retracted before it could even strike out. It turned into a ray of light and dashed in front of the Spirit of Death.

But it was still too late. The Howling Moon Wolf King's speed was fast, so what? Although it could rival the power of space in a short distance.

However, it was still a step away. Even if it was only 0.01 seconds, it was still a step away.

"Do you want to call it back to save me? Unfortunately, it was too late."

A palm passed through his neck. Even though he was the embodiment of death energy, he didn't care about such an attack.

However, the power attached to this hand was not something he could resist.

That was Yang Lei.

Pure white lightning raged on his body. He was already weak to begin with, but after using a sliver of dead spirit blood, he became even weaker.

The deathly aura around his body seemed to be out of control as it flowed outwards.

The dead spirit was extremely difficult to kill, these words were not false.

Even though Zhao Feng had used an unknown number of Li Lang, which had surpassed his own limits and was also a part of his sneak attack, he was still unable to kill the spirit of the land of death.

"Kill him!"

The Howling Moon Wolf King arrived in an instant. Its mouth was filled with illusory teeth. Although it looked blurry, Zhao Feng absolutely did not doubt the sharpness of this thing.

It could definitely kill someone with a single strike.

Could it be that he was going to die here today?

"Executor Heavenly Palm Lightning."

After using up all of his Vital Spirits, Zhao Feng used this move again. A red blood light appeared, and silver white lightning fell from the sky.

Zhao Feng felt a pain on his neck, and warm blood flowed down his neck.

Am I going to die? I'm really... unlucky!

Sensing the sudden change in his body, Zhao Feng couldn't help but have this thought. At this moment, there was a peal of thunder, accompanied by a shrill howl.

The Howling Moon Wolf King, which had bitten Zhao Feng's neck, slowly disappeared.

A drop, no, not even a drop of black blood fell to the ground. Like mercury, it slowly flowed on the ground.

Zhao Feng was stunned. The Spirit of Death in front of him suddenly began to dissipate. The thick death Qi was like black smoke, dissipating slowly. Finally, it turned into the shape of a pill on the ground.

"Brat, you deserve to die."

Before Zhao Feng could understand what was going on, a furious voice sounded.

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