Although there were no other problems other than this, Yang Feng could clearly feel that the fierce aura in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

With Yang Feng's spiritual power, he could not forcefully suppress it. Instead, the more he suppressed it, the faster he grew.

Yang Feng felt vaguely in his heart that if this fierce aura reached a certain level, it would probably be the time for Zhong Ruan to kill him.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng decided to make a quick decision.

Yang Feng made up his mind and waved his hand. The black light behind him made a huge fortune, and the heavy water treasure wheel appeared and smashed towards Zhongruo.

A smile appeared on Zhong Ruan's mouth, and he rushed up without any evasion.

The moment when the Chongshui treasure wheel was about to encounter, Zhong Ruan's body faded again and turned into black gas, and the treasure wheel penetrated through it.

When Yang Feng saw this, he pinched the magic trick in his hand and shouted loudly.

The Taoist pattern on the Chongshui Treasure Wheel suddenly shone brightly, and instantly doubled, and it started to rotate violently.

Driven by the treasure wheel, the water-attributed spiritual energy in the void immediately started to operate quickly, and a huge tearing force came from it, and soon a huge whirlpool of water that was 1,000 meters tall was formed on the sea surface.

Before the black gas that the clock softened into was completely dissipated, it was torn over by this force and pulled into the vortex. It only made a vague sound of calling and quickly disappeared inside.

Seeing this, Yang Feng had no relaxed expression on his face. With a wave of his wrist, the rapidly rotating Chongshui Baowheel immediately stopped and flew back, floating in front of him.

The vortex of water that rushed into the high altitude lost its power and fell down immediately, causing waves of surging water on the sea.

The waves on the sea surface scattered, there was nothing inside, and Zhong Ruan could not see at all.

Yang Feng frowned, and just now he felt a sudden aura of resentment in his heart, and a trace of black aura condensed from the middle of his eyebrows.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sea water below Yang Feng, like ink, dyeing the sea water within a radius of thousands of miles black.

On the sea surface, black water waves kept rolling like boiling, and black mist surged out.

With a thud, a huge wave of water rolled up from all directions, like a huge black mouth surrounding Yang Feng.

When Yang Feng's body illuminates, he will dodge.

But at this moment, the black mist in Yang Feng's eyebrows suddenly lit up a black light. He felt a stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his body couldn't help but stagnate for a moment, but he did not dodge. He was wrapped in black water waves together with the heavy water treasure wheel.

Yang Feng looked around, but could only see a dark void.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up blue light, and he saw a trace of black air floating in the air in the surrounding void. The mask occupied was a radius of hundreds of miles, but he could not see through it.

Yang Feng's body turned around and found that his spiritual sense seemed to be subject to considerable restrictions. At this time, all he could feel was the evil spirit filled with the surroundings.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, and with one hand, the Chongshui Treasure Wheel immediately rotated rapidly and rushed forward.

With a "puff" sound, the heavy water treasure wheel hit a water wall. After a few violent tremors, it was actually wrapped in strands of black mist, and it was unable to move for a moment.

The more he activated the immortal power to control the treasure wheel, the more violent the black mist lingering around it surged, and the closer the heavy water treasure wheel was entangled.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and with one hand, a long blue sword rushed out of his sleeve, with a shining spiritual patterns on his body, and a green light made a huge contribution. It was divided into seventy-two immortal swords and shot away in all directions.

The flying sword was extremely sharp. Among the layers of green light rippling on the sword body, several green sword shadows were separated again, densely packed with thousands of handles, and the surrounding space was suddenly filled with.

At this moment, if someone outside this dark space, he could see a black ball with a diameter of hundreds of feet long, floating on the sea surface, constantly absorbing the dark sea water as thick as ink.

On the surface of the black ball, a large bag with pointed tops constantly emerged, supporting the entire ball to constantly deform, looking like a black thorn ball.

In the air not far from the thorn ball, a black crane covered with black iron feathers and golden crowns above its head. The black flames flashed faintly with its feathers, which looked very extraordinary.

Above the black crane's back, a big man in a black cloak sat cross-legged, holding a black knife in both hands, and staring at the direction of the black ball.

The black knife has strange spiritual patterns on the surface, and the black air lingers on the surface, and the sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howlings are heard.

This person is not someone else, but Zhong Ruan.

"Master, this guy is quite capable of making trouble!"

The black giant crane suddenly bent over its slender neck and turned around and said to Zhong Ruan, his voice extremely sharp.

"It's okay, the more he makes the movement, the faster the evil water condenses, and the more severe my evil energy will erode. After he can't make the toss and move, it's time for us to finish him." Zhong Ruan said with a smile.

"If it weren't for figuring out the secrets hidden in him, how could you need to use this kind of water grinding time? With the immortal slaughter knife to attack head-on, he would never be your opponent." Heihe continued.

"The secret that can make Dumer trot for hundreds of years is really curious. If I can dig it out, it will be worth my time and effort."

Zhong Ruan's eyes froze slightly and he continued.

While this man and the crane were talking to each other, the movements on the black ball became smaller and smaller, and finally they completely returned to peace. The black water in the surrounding sea water had all been integrated into the black ball.

However, what is strange is that the size of the black ball has not increased, but has shrunk a lot, and the light on it is solid, like a huge black crystal.

"It seems almost done..."

Zhong Ruan said, stood up from the back of the black crane, jumped with a knife in one hand, flew to the black ball, raised his palm and gently stroked it on the ball.

I saw a black light suddenly illuminating in his palm, and a black vortex appeared from it. A piece of black smoke suddenly surged from the black ball, pouring into the vortex and sucking into the body of the bell.

As large pieces of black smoke separated from the ball, the size of the black ball became smaller and smaller, and Yang Feng's figure appeared from it.

At this moment, he was stiff all over, his eyes were closed, and the black fog on his eyebrows had disappeared, leaving only a dark word "天" written on the eyebrows, which seemed to have penetrated into his skin and blended into one with him.

The seventy-two immortal swords and heavy water treasure wheels around him were all wrapped in a thin layer of black crystals. The light was dim and trembled slightly, but it could not be broken free.

Seeing this, Zhong Ruan nodded with satisfaction, raised his fingers and pointed at the word "天" between Yang Feng's eyebrows.

As long as his finger touches it, all the secrets hidden in Yang Feng's mind will completely open the door to him without any obstacles, all of which will be known to him.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Yang Feng's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the blue light flashed in his eyes. A "hissing" sound sounded between his eyebrows, and a crystal silk shot out, directly shattering the word "Sha" and shot straight to Zhong Ruan's eyebrows.

Zhong Ruan obviously did not expect Yang Feng to wake up suddenly. He instinctively dodged backwards, but did not make any moves to resist, allowing the crystal wire that was stretched straight as a steel needle to shoot at his forehead.

At the critical moment, the bronze forehead guarding on his forehead suddenly burst into green light, and a phantom of a beast with four-eyed eyes flashed out of it. A large mouth opened, and a dark light lit up from it, swallowing the crystal silk directly.

Seeing this, Yang Feng clenched his single fist, and his arms were turned up one by one, and the golden light at the end of the fist surged. He rushed up and smashed hard towards Zhong Ruan's chest.

Zhong Ruan suppressed his shock and anger. He quickly put his sword in front of him and the other hand behind him, holding Yang Feng's punch.

There was only a loud "boom" sound!

A ball of golden light exploded in the air. Under the impact of a huge force, Zhong Ruan's body smashed heavily towards the sea like a meteorite, stirring up a huge wave.

Yang Feng still refused to give up, pinched the sword with both hands and waved it in front of him.

A violent trembling sound rang out, and the seventy-two immortal swords immediately shattered the black crystal wrapped around the sword, drew a series of green arcs in the air, piercing into the sea water, chasing towards Zhong Ruan.

At the same time, a shaking sound of diabolic sound in the air sounded rapidly.

The surface of the Chongshui Treasure Wheel is bright and it breaks away from the shackles and quickly rotates toward the sea surface.

All this seemed long, but in fact it was just a few breaths, so that the black crane hundreds of feet tall not far away could barely react at this time, and two huge wings suddenly waved downwards.

The black fire light suddenly flourished on his wings. With a wave, two huge black fireballs of hundreds of feet were smashed towards the heavy water treasure wheel.

Two loud "boom" sounded one after another!

A large black spark suddenly burst out on the surface of the Chongshui Treasure Wheel, and the direction deflected. After a trace of thousands of feet long was drawn against the sea water surface, it flew up again and flew back towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng only glanced at the giant black crane and looked back at the sea.

Deep in the sea, a black shadow swept upwards, and rushed out of the water with a "slam". The black sword in his hand tightly held it, and suddenly waved it behind him without looking.

The spiritual patterns on the black long sword were bright, one after another, and the shadows of the sword rolled in waves like a storm of the shore, slashing towards the sea.
Chapter completed!