The Strongest Dan God Chapter 402: Join the enemy!

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Han Yue stared for a moment, almost exclaiming.

"This ... this is not a Fumo formation at all!"

Ye Zifeng laughed lightly, and fed a Yulingdan to shadow ghost casually.

His expression was solemn: "I never said that it was a demon formation."

I saw clusters of corpse gas, like Mo Yun.

Echoed seven feet around him.

A group of ghost servants, walking on foot from Ye Zifeng and others, even if they are close together, it seems that they have not seen it, and they have not launched any attacks on Ye Zifeng.

Quiet, absolutely quiet.

People and corpses, such a peaceful scene, is really rare.

Looking around, I saw the large black cloth hanging on the gate, and the pennants in the yard, floating in the wind and hanging in the wind.

The whole scene is very strange and jaw-dropping.

However, in addition to Ye Zifeng, other people, etc., were more or less agitated in their expressions, their bodies were trembling, and their hearts were still panicking.

After all, even if Ye Zifeng is used to it, for most people, this is not only the first time they have such close contact with the group of corpses, but also the first time they have seen the master of the ghost servant.

"Ye Zifeng ..." Xu Mubai and others simultaneously stared at Han Yue, holding their breath by their hilts, holding their breath, as if they were going to have a sword at any time.

"Do n’t be afraid."

Ye Zifeng walked steadily in front of everyone, facing Han Yue, blocking her chilling sight.

Han Yue pursed her lips slightly, her eyebrows flickered slightly, and it reacted after a while.

"Originally, I understand. If I guess right, this is a magic circle, which can contaminate several of you with corpse gas, so that you can attack the ghost servants and be treated as the same kind by the ghost servants. No? "

If the demon is not successful, then fall into the devil, even if it is Han Yue, she can't help but admire the other party's consciousness.

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "You know a lot about formation."

"Of course, over the years, I have killed so many people, and not without some disciples who practice formation."

Han Yue pondered for a while, and felt something was wrong: "But, this is a bit strange, the materials placed in the magic array ..."

She has always had a keen sense and raised her head, looking at the demon fox beside Ye Zifeng.

In her view, the main source of corpse gas in the magic circle seems to be from this demon fox.

It is clear that there is no corpse in the other party.

She frowned slightly, and it was unbelievable: "It ’s impossible. The main material of the magic circle is the original corpse gas. The other materials involved are almost negligible. But where did you get the original corpse gas, Are you a special auto repair student? "

"How is it possible?"

Ye Zifeng smiled and shook his head.

The last time I used the Ocean Containing Bottle to get rid of the corpse of the demon fox, he secretly received a lot of High-Grade corpse from the demon fox, just like Martial Spirit when the awakening storm collected the heavenly dark thunder.

He intended to keep the corpse of these High-Grades, and prepared the refining pills (alchemy) in the future, but did not expect it to be used in refining this time.

Everyone waited to see Han Yue chattering around the material, which aroused the painful memories in their hearts. The words full of their stomachs could not hold back, and they could not help but say it outburst.

"What do you think? Of course, Ye Zifeng alone does not have so many materials. These materials are all from us."

"Yeah, this time to fight against you, it's really bloody."

"Ye Zifeng, would you let them give you the materials?"

Han Yue was stunned, and stunned for a while, smiled brightly, and understood it.

The most important thing to put into a magic circle is the original corpse gas, and how many other materials are needed. This is just the reason for Ye Zifeng to take advantage of the opportunity.

"It turns out that you are really interesting. You are clearly at ease with the current enemy, but I don't know if this is indifferent. Should I call it arrogance?"

"Lost, that's arrogance. Win, I hope you understand it as confident." Ye Zifeng smiled calmly.

"Okay, great!"

Han Yue laughed aloud, and the divine light in the beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, almost freezing the surrounding atmosphere.

"Ye Zifeng, I don't use Promise Magic Sound, but it doesn't mean that I can't manipulate the ghost servants. But you don't have Yinxin fans, but there is nothing that can make me afraid!"

She moved Yu Xiao back to her lips and exhaled gently, her eyes light up.

The flute is beautiful and vulgar, suddenly high and low, and suddenly light, and a wave of violent fluctuations is released, so that the actions of all the ghost servants present are almost stagnation at the same time.

Li Yunsheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately knew bad: "Shoot, don't let her play the flute!"

At the same time as his words fell, he also bullied himself, and a violent and domineering applause, like a sea wave, shot towards Han Yue.

"Uh!"

When Xu Mubai and others saw it, they also rushed up and shot a sharp palm wind from afar.

Han Yue uttered a hum coldly, retreating a few steps, Lianbu was very light, Li Yunsheng, Xu Mubai and others, followed by ten consecutive palms chasing her heel, all missed.

"Why doesn't it matter!" Li Yunsheng frowned, yelling, and wanted to continue to rush forward.

He used his anger to dispel fear, and was dominated by a **** courage, a bit dazed.

However, as soon as he took a step, he was pulled by Ye Zifeng: "Stop."

"Ye Zifeng, what do you stop me ..."

He just shouted and turned his head, but when he saw three feet of land in front of his eyes, he suddenly struck several silver needles and plunged on the ground, a fierce corpse hovering on the needle, There was a strange blood.

After Xu ’s silence.

Booming.

A bright light suddenly burst above the needle tip, bursting into the air.

The dust is violent and the smoke is dispersed.

Li Yunsheng stared blankly at the three feet in front of him, and was already blown out of a small pit that was half a person tall.

If you hurried forward just now, you can imagine the result.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me ..."

He bit his lip and took a breath. He was still scared.

I saw Han Yue holding the jade flute in one hand and several silver needles in one hand, and glared coldly at Ye Zifeng, his eyes cold and abnormal.

Just now, she almost succeeded in hitting one another, suppressing the morale of the other party. Who would have expected that Ye Zifeng actually saw her intent to attack and rescued Li Yunsheng in time.

Ye Zifeng looked around: "Do n’t be impulsive any more. Since she dared to use the jade flute at close range, she is ready to be attacked by us. It is better to say that she is waiting for our attack."

"However, if you let her play the flute like this, the ghost servant is controlled by her flute, but it's bad ..." Zhao Shucheng frowned and never stretched.

Although he is a rival to Ye Zifeng, he is currently facing a big enemy. When his life is at stake, he has to work hard to find ways to join forces with the enemy.

"What about then?"

"What?" Zhao Shucheng froze for a moment, staring straight at Ye Zifeng.

"As long as your attack can hit the ghost servant, she wants to control it. With their ghost servant's strength, even if you hit the chicken blood, it can still exceed you Martial Disciple student? Or, you think , You can beat each other without blood at all! "

"This ..."

Ye Zifeng shouted sharply: "Do n’t bother, listen to me, go and kill the ghost servants around you, which have not started to change."

Everyone knows the reason why the thief captures the king first.

But when the king has absolute defense, can he still capture the king at this time?

"Okay, listen to you!" Li Yunsheng laughed loudly. He had just been saved by Ye Zifeng. His heart was naturally grateful to Ye Zifeng. With a big wave of his hand, a strong wind swept toward the nearest one Ghost servant.

When they saw someone take the lead, the people froze for a moment, then looked at each other, then nodded, and turned their swords to the ghosts around them.

And the other side.

I saw Ye Zifeng with a solemn look, and quickly wiped the magic crystal ring. The purple electric flying sword fell into his palm from the air, facing the position of Han Yue.

"Oh?"

Han Yue sneered slightly: "You don't let them rush over, but you want to shoot me."

"Isn't that right?" Ye Zifeng smiled huh, flipped his right hand, and Zihui Feijian's silver glow rose, and Dianruoyoulong.

The violent hurricane spawned in an instant and hit the shoulders of Han Yue, just like the river flowing continuously, flying away.

"Well, of course, you are a stubborn thing. The attack by so many people just now can't hit me. What if you changed Ye Zifeng!"

Han Yue's beautiful and refined face shows a bit of contempt. refined essence in the body is poured into the lotus foot, slightly in the air, and the body is erratic, like a ghost, avoiding Ling Li.

"I said it all, you can't hit me, you just don't believe it."

She gave a sneer, sneering in her tone.

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "Who said that my goal is you?"

"What?"

The voice fell, and behind Han Yue, there was a heavy noise.

She was shocked in her heart, and a bad hunch came to her mind, and she quickly turned around and took a closer look.

Seeing the location of the gate, several black cloths were unveiled.

A huge bluestone slab fell heavily on the ground, pressed tightly, and there was no gap left.

A group of ghost servants outside wanted to enter the door, but was blocked by the bluestone gate.

The tips of their fingers are deeply embedded in the door. Under their force, their nails are almost turned outwards, and they are scratching like crazy, leaving only a small scratch on the stone slab. .

"This ..." Han Yue stunned at the sudden change.

It turned out that the sword energy sent by Ye Zifeng just now was not Han Yue at the beginning, but the bluestone gate covered by a black chain and covered by this black cloth.

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, the light in his eyes flashed.

"Without the supplement of ghost servants outside, how useful is your jade flute? Now, if we see one ghost servant in this courtyard, kill one, then ... one less!"