Nine Stars Killer

The world of the dead is in a narrow gap in the world of gods. After entering, people will die every day in a lifetime.

It has its own independent rules. Every night, one person must die to replenish the energy of the dead world.

After entering, it must take ten days to leave. Unless you break into the Divine Emperor Realm, you can never leave the dead world.

Many wicked people have entered the world of the dead, seeking opportunities, once they break through the realm of the gods, they can laugh proudly in the realm of gods.

After understanding the situation, Ye Feng went straight to the dead world without any hesitation, using the power of the dead world to break through the high-level **** king.

Bringing the clay, Ye Feng set off. He was still training them during the day. Hundreds of years have passed. Shengu and Shilong have successfully reached the third rank **** king with terrible strength.

Ye Feng imparted the Great Origin Art to the two of them. Facing the fourth-rank **** king, they all have the power to fight. This time the college competition, Ye Feng pinned all his hopes on them.

Others have broken through to the second-ranking **** king, and the strength of the first-ranking **** king is the last time they hadn't thought of it before.

There are still a few hundred years to go. It shouldn't be a big problem to break through to the fifth rank **** king. Their aptitude has been forcibly reformed by Ye Feng, and their talent is no longer weaker than those geniuses. The only thing missing is time.

And Ye Feng's most indispensable thing is time. After comprehending the law of time, Ye Feng can reverse it at will.

After flying for most of the day, Ye Feng finally saw the entrance of the dead world, and white mist appeared around it, which was the breath of death.

After swallowing the Taiqing God Pill, Ye Feng has successfully broken through to the peak of the fifth-tier God King without any sequelae. This Taiqing Shen Pill is indeed a good thing, and Ye Feng must find a way to get the pill.

Entering the entrance of the dead world, Ye Feng smelled the smell of death. This is the mystery of life and death. Ye Feng has realized the great life and death technique, and this breath of death can be supplemented.

To others, this death gas is poison, and to Ye Feng, it is a great tonic.

The life and death book was in Ye Feng's body, continuously absorbing death energy, and Ye Feng's great life and death technique also rapidly improved.

After passing through an enchantment, Ye Feng entered another world. It was foggy, with no big sun and no big moon, just an empty world.

There are swamps everywhere on the ground, and it takes a lot of effort to even land, and the low-level gods can’t fly, here, it’s nine deaths.

No wonder the president did not recommend Ye Feng to come and enter the world of the dead. There are ten dead and no life. There are countless people who die in the world of the dead every year, and there are only a handful of people who can really live.

At night, one must die to supplement the dead world. If there is no other person in the dead world, tonight will be Ye Feng's death date. The rules here are arranged like this, no one can change.

In the world of the dead, there is a kind of bodhi of the dead, one can break through a realm, but I don't know where to get it.

After calculating the time, it should be around the afternoon, and there is still some time before the evening, Ye Feng displayed angel wings and quickly entered the depths of the dead world.

Just get to a safe area before dark.

In the middle area of ​​the dead world, there is a safe zone. At night, all the warriors in the dead world must arrive to avoid being eaten by the **** of death.

Even if you are a high-level **** king, if you don't rush here at night, it will be a dead end. This rule has not been broken for tens of thousands of years.

After searching for a long time, Ye Feng did not find the shadow of the dead Bodhi. The sky darkened a little bit, and it was about to get dark. The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and the air of death began to erode Ye Feng's body.

"Hurry back to the safety zone first, and continue searching tomorrow!"

Ye Feng immediately flew towards the middle. There was only the middle area, without the air of death. Looking down from the sky, it looked like an oval.

Suddenly his body fell on the ground, and there were a lot of people there, a dozen people.

Seeing another person coming, a dozen people looked at Ye Feng together, with weird colors on their faces.

"When will the Five-Rank God King dare to enter the dead world!"

A yellow-haired man let out a weird laugh, thinking that Ye Feng was seeking his own death. There were more than a dozen people present, which one was not around the Seventh-Rank God King.

There are even two people who have reached the level of the Ninth-Rank Divine King, hoping to find the Dead Bodhi here and break through to the Divine King realm smoothly.

The Huang Mao who mocked Ye Feng just now was also the seventh-ranking **** king, especially when he saw that Ye Feng was not the fifth-ranking **** king, he showed a bad smile.

It has been eight days since he came in, and after today and tomorrow, he can leave the dead world, where he successfully breaks through the first realm.

"Don't talk nonsense, the **** of death will be here soon, and quickly discuss, who will feed the **** of death tonight!"

A skinny old man interrupted Huang Mao, and there was one person feeding the **** of death every night, otherwise all of them would die. This is the rule. Since they have entered, they must obey the rules.

Ye Feng glanced at ten people, two nine-rank **** kings, five eight-rank **** kings, three seventh-rank **** kings, plus Ye Feng and one fifth-rank **** king, for a total of eleven people.

Everyone focused their eyes on Ye Feng. Out of ten, Ye Feng had the lowest strength. This is the rule of the dead world, and of course the lowest strength feeds the death god.

"Boy, it's you tonight!"

Huang Mao gloats for misfortune, if it weren’t for Ye Feng’s appearance, he would definitely be one of the three Seven-Rank God Kings tonight, and tomorrow night, if it’s his turn at that time, no one can say, unless he can break through to 8-Rank tomorrow God king.

"Who said that feeding the **** of death must be the one with the lowest strength!"

Ye Feng sneered, and without hesitation, he shot directly and ran over Huang Mao.

In ten days, for Ye Feng, it was a race against the **** of death. If he couldn't break through the realm, he would definitely become a sacrifice to the **** of death.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng would suddenly make a move, and it was in a thunderous manner.

Who knows if there is an alliance between them, so Ye Feng must make a quick battle, solve one first, and talk about it after tonight.

Huang Mao didn't react, nor did he expect Ye Feng to make a sudden move. When he reacted, a ray of icy vitality appeared, blocking him directly in place.

"laugh!"

A humanoid ice sculpture appeared. Huang Mao was subdued by Ye Feng with a single move. He took advantage of the speed and the air of ice, and Huang Mao underestimated the enemy. He didn't expect Ye Feng to take action.

Several other people showed their surprises one after another. They didn't expect Ye Feng to be so powerful, the fifth-rank **** king, instantly suppressing the seventh-rank **** king.

After suppressing Huangmao, Ye Feng found a clean place to sit down and found that a dozen of them were in independent camps and there were no groups, so it would be much easier to do it next.

"My name is Liu Fei, make a friend!"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over to Ye Feng and wanted to make a friend with Ye Feng. He was also the Seventh-Rank God King. It was estimated that after seeing Ye Feng's tricks, he took the initiative to talk to Ye Feng.

"Do you think there will be real friends in the dead world?"

Ye Feng sneered. Of course, a dozen people had a ghost in their hearts. Of course, Ye Feng would not reveal his details.

Liu Fei was a little embarrassed, thinking that he could make friends with Ye Feng. Who knew that Ye Feng looked like a stranger would not enter, so he had to retreat to his place and practice quietly.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and meditated, but his divine sense still observed the surroundings. The death aura here was very rich. Ye Feng unscrupulously absorbed it and entered the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, which evolved into pure gas to supplement Ye Feng's consumption.

Come in and practice for a day, and practice for more than ten days outside. No wonder this dead world attracts many people.

More importantly, the Dead Bodhi is extremely precious. Collecting one will definitely cause a berserk.

"Buzzing..."

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound from the space, like a swarm of bees flying over here.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes. Not far in front of him, a hideous head appeared, exactly the **** of death.

"The **** of death has appeared, hurry up and throw out the sacrifice, otherwise we will all die!"

Before coming back every day, everyone has discussed who will make the sacrifice. Today's sacrifice must be Huang Mao, who is subdued by Ye Feng.

Seeing death appeared, Huang Mao's face showed a look of horror, but unfortunately he was frozen in the ice and could not move.

Ye Feng swept his hand, Huang Mao flew out and fell directly in front of Death.

A powerful suction appeared, and Huang Mao was directly swallowed by death under everyone's sight, and soon disappeared.

After eating the sacrifice, the **** of death began to recede, the white skull disappeared a little bit, everyone's heart was lingering, even Ye Feng's heart was pounding.

The **** of death is too powerful, that huge head, the size of a house, can easily swallow everything.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the **** of death leave. Tonight is safe. Let's go over and wait until tomorrow to continue looking for the dead Bodhi.

The whole night was spent in mutual precautions. As soon as the sky came up, Ye Feng disappeared in place with a whistle, and was the first to leave.

Time is running out, entering the boundless world of the dead, looking for the legendary dead Bodhi.

Opening the Eye of the Sky Witch, Ye Feng hoped to find some clues through the Eye of the Sky Witch, which would definitely be much more convenient than others.

There was no one around, Ye Feng leaped into the sky, and the eyes of the sky witch penetrated little by little, penetrating the illusion, also penetrating the ground, and entering the underground world.

No one knows where the Bodhi of the Dead exists. What Ye Feng has to do is to look for every corner.

"Hey, there is something abnormal over there!"

The Eye of the Sky Witch suddenly locked a place. He was here yesterday, but he didn't pay attention.

The body disappeared in place with a whistling sound, and the place locked by the Eye of the Sky Witch appeared. This was a mass grave with small graves everywhere. In the past, the world of the dead must have killed countless people before it slowly formed.

On a huge tomb, there was a tree with a crooked neck, and it was lifeless, and there were not a few tree leaves on it. Only the cold strange wind blew through, and Ye Feng was actually cold.

"What a weird place!"

Rao is that Ye Feng has experienced countless winds and waves, and the sight in front of him still makes Ye Feng's hair terrifying, even more terrifying than the Yin Soldier he encountered.

The white bones were exposed from the tomb, very evil, as if these undead could be resurrected at any time.

After searching for a circle, Ye Feng still couldn't find any clues. This was very strange. Could it be that the Eye of the Sky Witch was wrong.

The day here is very short, Ye Feng searched the entire area, there was no shadow of the dead Bodhi, and the fog became thicker and thicker.

Ye Feng had to give up and wait until tomorrow to continue coming.