"When I go to hunt some cultivators, I will make up for the power I consumed when I arrive in this world and settle the score with this guy." The old demon of Bone Spirit thought, and as soon as he collected the long banner of Ten Thousand Bones turned into a ball of dark red light, he would escape on the spot.

"You can't leave!" Chen Feng's eyes were always staring at the Old Demon Bone Spirit. When he saw that he was about to leave, he shouted suddenly. The giant palm of flame that had not dissipated suddenly opened. Although it was seven or eight hundred meters apart, it seemed as if he had ignored the space. He went directly to the Old Demon Bone Spirit and held the dark red light in his hand.

"Boom." The old demon Bone Spirit's face suddenly changed. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the grab of the giant flame palm was not simple, but it actually incorporated the mystery of space magic, so he had this effect as if he had ignored space.

"It seems that I underestimated this kid. He still has many trump cards that have not been shown, so he can't fight with him. Let's go first, wait until my strength recovers, and then find out his reality before settle the score with him." The old demon of Bone Spirit became more and more determined to escape, and quickly pinched a series of magic tricks with his hands.

Just as the giant flame palm held the dark red light transformed by the long banner of Ten Thousand Bones, the dark red light in the palm suddenly burst out and shattered from the outside and inside. The powerful impact force made the flame palm ripple with flames. When the fingers loosened, the dark red light that had already become thinner was leaking out like a slippery loach.

But when the dark red light rises into the sky, what appears in front of it is not the vast world and freedom, but a formation made of slender white light.

The old demon of Bone Spirit was eager to escape and rushed, so he bumped into it. When he realized that he was trapped in the formation, he wanted to withdraw. It was too late.

The one-yuan Wanxiang Formation formed by more than 500 sword threads has increased its power due to Chen Feng's strength, which is more than two or three times stronger than before. The slender sword threads with white light seem to be able to be blown off in one breath, but they are extremely tough. Every time they swing, it is like a sharp flying sword shuttled through the air. The sword aura is sharp, stirring up the spiritual energy in the sky, and constantly impacting the old bone spirit demon trapped in the formation.

"You are simply dreaming if you want to trap me." The old demon Bone Spirit rushed into an indescribable danger, but his mouth became more and more rampant. He swung the long banner of thousands of bones and whipped at the oncoming sword threads.

At this time, the old demon Bone Spirit also raised his mind and decided to fight head-on and break the formation as soon as possible to avoid further trouble.

"Bang..." I have to say that when an old emperor realm powerhouse like the Bone Spirit Old Demon really acts fiercely, the combat power it bursts out is still quite powerful.

With the loud noise, the long banner of Ten Thousand Bones collided with the hundreds of sword threads gathered together. Blood light filled the light and fire splashed everywhere. The scene was extremely spectacular. The impact force spread in all directions, destroying all the plants and trees within four or five thousand meters into powder, and not even a large stone was left, crushing them into gravel.

This shows how powerful the remaining power of the battle between the powerful emperors is.

More than a dozen sword threads broke, but Chen Feng did not feel sorry for him because he believed that the old demon Bone Spirit suffered a heavier loss.

This is true. The cracks on the Wanbo Long Banner became a little deeper, and the edges of the Long Banner were even more broken.

At this time, Chen Feng was not only satisfied with the result of this head-on battle, but also secretly called for luck. If he hadn't broken through to the Emperor Realm, if he had relied on this Yuan Wanxiang Formation before, he might not have been able to trap the Bone Spirit Old Demon. In the past, he would have suffered a loss, and he might have seized the opportunity to fight back.

Chen Feng quickly pinched more than two hundred magic tricks with his hands, so the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation shrank sharply. At the same time, fire was shining on each sword thread, and the sword aura was sharp, constantly cutting towards the Bone Spirit Old Demon.

The Bone Spirit Old Demon is so depressed that he wants to swear violently. He never expected that the situation would turn out like this in a short period of time.

He had trapped Chen Feng with his formation before, but why did he get turned around in a blink of an eye? The frustrated and angry old demon of Bone Spirit had no time to get angry because he knew in his heart that if he didn't try to escape the siege of the formation as soon as possible, then waiting for him would definitely not be a good result.

The old demon Bone Spirit shook the scarred long banner in his hand, rippling with bloody light to find a weak place to escape.

But soon the face of the old demon Bone Spirit became even more ugly, as if he had died of the 18th generation ancestors of the whole family, because he found that the sword formation that trapped him seemed simple, but he could not find any flaws at all.

Of course, it is not that this formation really has no flaws, but that the formation changes too quickly, and there is no time to find a breaking formation at all. So he stared at the eyes for a long time, except for a little dizzy and dizzy, he didn't get any gains.

The reason why the old demon Bone Spirit was in a very bad mood was that he found that these slender sword threads not only surrounded him, but also blocked the surrounding void. This means that unless he could tear the void and run away from the cracks, it would be basically unlikely to escape with the escape method.

"What is this guy coming from? How come he has so many means?" The old demon of Bone Spirit was shocked, but he definitely did not intend to sit and wait for death.

When he was in a desperate situation, the old demon of Bone Spirit no longer cared about his magic weapon. He immediately took out a human skin bag the size of an adult, pinched his fingers and hit the bag, and then threw the bag out.

Although he came out of his hand, the bag did not fall to the ground, but flew in the air surrounded by a ball of light, leading the way for the old demon Bone Spirit in front of him like a bright lamp.

At the same time, the bag mouth was open, and the size of peas, the beads were white in color, and they rolled out with a few crystal clear eyes, flying forward at an extremely fast speed.

These beads look beautiful, but they are all made of human bones. The land used is not the bones of ordinary people, but the skulls of practitioners.

A bead is a life, but I don’t know how many beads are in this bag, which shows how violent and cruel the old demon Bone Spirit is. Of course, these beads not only look good, but also seal the strength of the deceased during his lifetime. As long as they are released and stimulated with secret techniques, then...

"Bang, bang, bang..." The shocking explosion immediately sounded, and the violent impact force continued to impact the Yiyuan Wanxiang Formation blocking the road ahead like a surging wave.

The Bone Spirit Old Demon now does not intend to completely break the formation, but just wants to open a gap to escape. The idea is simpler and clearer, and the method used is of course more simpler and more crude.

The cultivators who can be killed by the Bone Spirit Demon and refined into bone beads will naturally not be too poor. Each of them has the strength of a level cultivator on Earth. The power of the instant burst of all their strength is naturally quite amazing.

Such powerful bone beads exploded one after another in front of the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation, and the impact caused continued to overlap, which was no worse than the attacks of a powerful emperor's power several times.

So again, twenty or thirty sword threads broke and broke because they could not withstand frequent bombardment, resulting in a gap in the originally airtight One Yuan Wanxiang Formation.

Seeing this, the old demon Bone Spirit was overjoyed. He shook the long banner of ten thousand bones in his hand and turned into a ray of light and was about to escape from the gap. However, he thought to himself: When he recovered his strength, he would definitely make a comeback and tear this kid to pieces.

He thought about how to deal with Chen Feng in the future, and the anger in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot, but at this moment he realized something was wrong.

Because at his speed, he should be able to fly out of the gap in the formation in a moment, but now he is still in the gap, which makes him feel a little bad.

Suddenly, the light ahead became bright and brilliant, as if it was about to blind people's eyes. The Bone Spirit Demon's eyes were fine, but there was a warning in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly swept across his heart.

"No, there is danger." Thinking of this, the old demon Bone Spirit thought of running back the same way. Compared to the fact that he might lose his life when moving forward, it would be nothing to retract into the array.

However, he overestimated his strength and underestimated Chen Feng's determination to kill him. When he wanted to retreat, he realized that his way had been sealed by layers of sword threads, and the sword aura was stabbing rapidly, forcing him to move forward but not back.

At this time, the old Bone Spirit Demon understood no matter how stupid or slow he was. The gap just now was not blown out by himself with bone beads, but by the other party deliberately opened it, in order to make himself jump in self-righteously.

But he really got into a trap obediently and plunged in one end, and ended up in such a desperate situation where he could not move forward or retreat.

"Fight." Although all this was slow, it happened in an instant. The old demon Bone Spirit also realized in a flash that he would have no chance if he didn't want to take a single gamble. He immediately stroked his hand on the Wanbone Long Banner, and many wounds were broken in the palm of his palm, and blood gushed out, and scarlet red was splashed on the Wanbone Long Banner.

Although the old demon cultivator of Bone Spirit is a demon, the blood is red with strands of gold, which is particularly strange.

When the blood fell on the long banner of Ten Thousand Bones, the old demon of Bone Spirit also pinched and wrote a magic trick, whispering: "Explode."

"Boom..." Blood light burst out on the Wanbone Long Banner, and then violent explosions followed one after another. The Wanbone Long Banner Long Banner began to collapse from outside to inside, and then exploded wildly. The powerful impact force spread outward, hitting the sword silk that formed the gap, and also collided with the extremely brilliant light.

The old demon of Bone Spirit tried to break through the trap set by Chen Feng at the cost of destroying a spiritual weapon and try to get a glimmer of hope.

But he really underestimated the depth of the pit that Chen Feng dug, so he saw a scene that would never forget him in his lifetime.

When the stacked shock wave hit the brilliant light, there was no explosion or fluctuation, but it quietly disappeared.
Chapter completed!