God Level Villain

After checking it for a long time, Ye Feng suddenly pressed his probing hand on the mysterious door, and in an instant there was a strange buzzing, shaking Ye Feng's fairy soul, as if about to collapse.

He only felt a desolate, ancient, and mysterious aura pouring into his mind, shaking the consciousness of the sea, and the fairy soul was crumbling.

There was a blur of consciousness, and the night wind stood there in a daze. The powerful will could not bear the mysterious tremor and fell directly into ignorance.

In a trance, Ye Feng seemed to see a scene of fragmentation, desolate, ancient, mysterious, unknown, everything seemed very fragmented.

Wow!

Suddenly, the ninety-nine mysterious symbols in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled together, awakening the night wind consciousness in the ignorance, and awakened directly.

"What's wrong with me?"

When Ye Feng woke up, the cold sweat fell. Thinking back to everything just now, he almost couldn't wake up.

He looked at the mysterious door in front of him with horror. He had such a mysterious and unpredictable power that could make Yefeng's fairy soul directly indulge in endless ignorance, unable to extricate himself.

"Can you open it?" Ye Feng's expression changed, and he looked very hesitant.

He didn't push away, his palm kept pressing on the mysterious door in front of him. After hesitating for a while, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and burst out the power of his whole body directly into his arm.

There was a dull sound, as if the mysterious gate that had been silent for countless years was suddenly shaken slightly by the force of the night wind.

But the scene that shocked Ye Feng appeared. The push just now seemed simple, but it actually contained 80% of his physical strength.

However, the door in front of me didn't move at all, it couldn't be pushed open at all. It was so heavy and mysterious that people couldn't predict it.

open!

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and screamed, and the blue veins on his forehead and arms jumped wildly, a wave of violent power surged out, ten percent of his physical strength exploded, and the door of mystery shook slightly, still not opening.

This was shocking, Ye Feng was shocked, and ten percent of his physical strength was unable to open the mysterious door in front of him?

"I don't believe it anymore!" Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his body shook suddenly, and the chaos inside his body suddenly raged with violent roars.

Ten percent of the physical strength, coupled with a primitive chaotic force in the body, the two superimposed on each other, bursting out incomparable terrifying power.

boom!

With a roar, the mysterious door that had been sealed in dust for countless years was suddenly opened by the night wind slowly.

Loud rumbling noises kept coming, and the mysterious door slowly opened, revealing a small crack in front of the night wind.

He gritted his teeth and roared, all his strength burst out at this moment, a wave of chaotic energy boiled and burned, and as his arms surged, he slowly pushed open the mysterious door.

The door of the mystery was pushed open, and a mysterious aura rushed over my face, full of a desolate, endless, and ancient charm, instantly rushing into the sea of ​​knowledge of the night breeze, shaking again and again.

Rumble!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the chaos of the sea of ​​consciousness set off waves of turbulent waves, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

Just being stunned by ninety-nine mysterious symbols, there is no major problem in knowing the sea, but the flesh of Ye Feng is suffering a terrible disaster.

At the moment the mysterious door opened, Ye Feng's complexion changed drastically, and only felt a bleak, endless, and ancient power of charm.

Like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, it was more like a Tianhe rolling upside down, roaring out, and instantly blasting the night wind away.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out and a blood-red trace was drawn. The night wind was hit hard and his body was inexplicably shocked.

His face was pale, and he looked at that mysterious door in shock, and a mighty torrent of terror gushed out of it.

That torrent, like an endless torrent from a long river of years, flooded with rumblings and shook him.

Even the power of the years contained in the torrent, constantly wiping out the vitality of the night wind, decayed little by little.

"The dusty years?"

Ye Feng screamed, full of horror, watching the torrent of terror that was rolling in mighty, it turned out to be a torrent of years that had been sealed in dust for countless years.

The torrent of years directly flooded the night wind, took away the vitality from his body, and made the originally powerful body suddenly aged and decayed.

The blood is withered, the body is decayed, and the night wind is facing an unprecedented crisis. The dusty years from inside the mysterious gate turn into a torrent to sweep all directions and wipe out everything.

This torrent is the dust-covered years, endless, even the night breeze can't help the soul tremble.

The threat of death is getting closer, and Ye Feng feels the vitality in the body is passing quickly, and the flesh and blood are rapidly aging and decay.

But he was powerless at all, and there was only a dark force that could contend, and that was the space black particles.

"Space particles, open!"

At the critical juncture, the night wind roared, and the hoarse and stern roar shook the surrounding area, and mysterious black particles gushed out of the body.

Those were particles from space, which belonged to the talent of space, and burst out directly, and endless black particles wrapped the rotting body of Night Wind.

Finally, under the action of the black particles in space, the night wind slowed the speed of decay, of course, only slowed it down.

That dusty torrent of years is too terrifying, as if it is a river of years that has been directly submerged, immortals will be buried, let alone the night wind?

As time passed, Ye Feng became anxious, because he could not break through this torrent of years.

He stood in front of the mysterious door, was directly submerged and shrouded by this torrent, unable to escape, and people relying on their own flesh and blood to age and decay, there is nothing he can do.

Watching his decay a little bit, Ye Feng's heart was cold, because he found that he could not do anything.

"Am I going to die?"

Ye Feng felt a little regretful, watching his flesh quickly decay, his flesh and blood decayed, and some places began to fall off, turning into ashes and dissipating.

In the end, Ye Feng watched as his physical body was decayed and cleaned bit by bit, leaving only a cloud of gray chaos, wrapping the treasures and various things in his body.

Of course, there are fairy souls!

Buzz!

As Ye Feng's body was completely decayed and clean, the vast torrent of years in front of the mysterious gate gradually weakened.

The gate began to close voluntarily, the terrifying torrent became weaker and weaker, and the last remaining years of torrent was just assimilated by a little bit of primitive chaos.

In the chaos, a dim fairy soul, unexpectedly there began to absorb the power of this strange time.

The fairy soul of Yefeng is actually absorbing the power of refining years?

Click!

There was a crackling sound, the fairy soul suddenly cracked, and a series of fine cracks criss-crossed and covered the entire fairy soul.

Ye Feng's body decayed, and the fairy soul absorbed the strength of the years, but it cracked a little bit and began to decay.

The immortal mark was shaking, shining brightly, blocking the erosion of the power of time, but it also dimmed a little bit.

Even the immortal souls are gradually decayed under the years, and the horror of the years is not something ordinary people can bear.

Even if the night wind possesses the talent of space, surrounded by black particles, blocking the erosion of the years, it still cannot change a little bit of decay.

The terrible scene filled Yefeng's consciousness with crisis. For the first time, he felt the threat of death. He wanted to stop the years, but found that he could do nothing.

"Am I really going to die here?" Ye Feng was a little bit dumbfounded, and could not stop the fairy soul from absorbing the strength of the years independently.

It was an instinct derived from the fairy soul, directly absorbing the strength of the years, but was ruthlessly worn out by the years, a little bit decayed.

Just as the fairy soul of Yefeng was about to collapse, traces of mysterious flames jumped, bursting out of the fairy soul, continuously intertwined and burned.

It was a sacred fire, a group of sacred fire that had swallowed the great god-level dragon soul before the night wind, and merged with his own pure world heart.

The two flames merged with each other, and there was a unique divine fire long ago, which suddenly burned at the critical moment, covering the fairy soul that was about to burst.

哧哧...sizzle!

In an instant, the dense cracks in the fairy soul were quickly repaired under the nourishment of the immortal divine fire.

However, the nourishment and restoration of the sacred fire still cannot resist the erosion of years, and the fairy soul is still in crisis.

"What to do?" Ye Feng was anxious, watching the fairy soul begin to decay and crack little by little, the immortal divine fire could not be repaired.