This sword contains all of Ye Feng's power and sword intent. The sword light passed by, and the space was torn apart.
The Demon Wolf King felt the terrifying power contained in this sword. It wanted to dodge, but the speed of Ye Feng's sword was too fast, and it had no time to react.
"Roar!"
The demon wolf king let out an unwilling roar. It mobilized all the demon energy in its body to try to resist the sword.
However, in front of Ye Feng's powerful Star Slash, its defense was like paper.
"Pfft!"
The huge sword shadow instantly penetrated the Demon Wolf King's body.
The demon wolf king's body suddenly stiffened, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
"Bang!"
Its huge body fell to the ground with a crash, and dust flew into the air.
The remaining black wolves around saw the Demon Wolf King being killed, their eyes full of despair and fear. They no longer had the slightest intention to fight, and with a wailing cry, they fled hastily towards the depths of the valley.
Ye Feng put away the Star Thunder Sword and looked at the body of the Demon Wolf King, his face slightly pale. Casting "Star Slash" consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.
He walked to the body of the Demon Wolf King and prepared to take away the demon pill. The Demon Wolf King is a demon beast at the third level of the Nascent Soul. Its demon elixir contains powerful energy and is a rare treasure for monks.
However, just when he bent down to take out the demon pill, a sudden change occurred.
The demon wolf king's body suddenly began to twitch violently, and a more powerful aura burst out from its body.
Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. He felt something was wrong and immediately stepped back.
I saw cracks appearing on the body of the Demon Wolf King, and black mist emerged from the cracks.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow emerged from the body of the Demon Wolf King.
It was a translucent wolf-shaped shadow with ferocious eyes and a cold aura.
"Resurrection from the dead? No, it's the soul!" Ye Feng immediately recognized that this was not the real resurrection of the Demon Wolf King, but its soul.
But the strange thing is that the soul of this demon wolf king is so solid and powerful, and it is not affected by the fatal injury.
The black wolf soul let out a silent roar and rushed towards Ye Feng. Its target seems to be Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.
Ye Feng knew that the soul attacks of monsters were different from the soul attacks of monks. They are more inclined to devour. Once they invade the sea of consciousness, the consequences will be disastrous.
He did not hesitate. The origin of the dragon soul in the sea of consciousness immediately emitted a faint golden light, forming a defense.
The black wolf soul pounced on the golden light of the dragon soul and let out a scream. It seemed to have met its nemesis, and the black mist on its body quickly dissipated.
The origin of the dragon soul has a natural restraint effect on the souls of monsters.
Ye Feng took the opportunity to activate the power of consciousness in the sea of consciousness, turning it into sharp blades and slashing towards the black wolf soul.
"Chichichi!"
The wolf soul was struck by the sharp blade of consciousness, and it neighed, and its body became more and more unreal.
The powerful aura also weakened rapidly.
Ye Feng showed no mercy and continued to activate his spiritual power until the black wolf soul was completely crushed into nothingness.
Until then, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the body of the Demon Wolf King and felt a trace of doubt in his heart. Ordinary monsters' souls will not be so powerful after death, and they will not take the initiative to attack. This demon wolf king seems a little unusual.
He carefully inspected the body of the Demon Wolf King and found that there was a black crystal stone inside its body, emitting a faint light.
This black crystal stone seems to be the reason why the Demon Wolf King’s soul is powerful.
Ye Feng took out the black crystal stone and observed it carefully in his hand. The crystal is cold, with some strange lines carved on it.
He felt that this crystal stone was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Ye Feng played with the black crystal stone taken out of the Demon Wolf King's body. It was cold in his hand. The surface was covered with fine and weird natural lines, which seemed to contain some inexplicable charm. He tried to inject a bit of spiritual power, but the crystal showed no response, like a stubborn stone. He used another ray of spiritual consciousness to probe in. The crystal trembled slightly, and something inside seemed to be touched.
"Oh? Reacting to divine consciousness?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and with a thought in his heart, he mobilized the light golden dragon soul's original power in the sea of consciousness, and carefully wrapped it around the black crystal stone.
In an instant, a sudden change occurred!
The black crystal stone seemed to be activated, suddenly emitting a dark and deep light. Those weird lines seemed to come alive, flowing erratically on the surface of the crystal, and finally converged into a blur of light and shadow, which was projected on the open space in front of Ye Feng. The light and shadow flickered, vaguely pointing in a certain direction deeper into the valley.
"Is this... a map? Or a guide?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and marveled in his heart, "This demon wolf king is lucky to have such a treasure hidden in his belly. Unfortunately, his brain is not very bright and he doesn't know how to guard the treasure." He carefully observed the direction guided by the light and shadow, compared it with the ancient tomb map recorded in the demon stone, and found that it was an area that had not been marked on the map, which seemed quite mysterious.
"The Ancient Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons is indeed full of weirdness. I don't know where this crystal came from, but it can actually guide the direction. Could it be related to the Dragon Clan?" Ye Feng thought to himself. The origin of the dragon soul had such an obvious stimulating effect on this object that he had to make associations.
Now that there are new clues, Ye Feng naturally has no reason to let them go. He put away the black crystal, identified the direction, and then sneaked towards the location pointed by the light and shadow.
As you go deeper into the valley, the evil spirit becomes more intense, and the surrounding vegetation becomes more bizarre. More and more bones are scattered on the ground, and some even have dried blood stains on them. They are obviously the unlucky ones who died here not long ago.
Ye Feng spread his consciousness to the extreme and carefully avoided several areas with overwhelming demonic aura. It was obvious that powerful demonic beasts were entrenched. He didn't want to cause trouble now. The place guided by the black crystal stone was his primary target.
After marching for about half an hour, he passed through a rugged area, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. However, at this moment, he keenly caught some unusual traces.
In an open space not far ahead, the embers of the campfire were still warm, and there were several empty water bags and some food residues that had been randomly discarded. On the ground, there were several clear footprints extending in the direction he was going.
"Huh?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he knelt down to look carefully at the footprints. The footprints vary in size and depth, unlike those left by ordinary cultivators. He could even tell from the freshness of the soil turned up at the edge of the footprints that these people had not been away from here for a long time, no more than an hour or two at most.
"Looking at the pattern of the footprints and the vague organization of the queue, they look like disciples of the sect. Who could it be?" Ye Feng stood up, looked at the direction where the footprints disappeared, and raised a vague arc at the corner of his mouth, "The nose of Wanjian Sect is still there. Are you so clever that you followed him so quickly?"
He had just wiped out the people of the Black Evil Sect, and now another wave of unidentified monks appeared, and they were probably coming for him or the secret he was about to explore.
This Ancient Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons is really becoming more and more lively.
He did not stop because of this, but instead sped up a bit. There must be something extraordinary about the place guided by the black crystal stone, and he didn't want to be the first to get there. However, since he knew that there might be a tail behind him, he also paid more attention to concealing his whereabouts along the way, and placed some subtle spiritual signs from time to time in order to keep track of the situation behind him at any time.
After walking for some distance, the terrain gradually became steeper. The guidance of the black spar finally stopped in front of a huge cliff. This cliff is a hundred feet high, with a surface as smooth as a mirror and no grass growing on it, as if it had been split open by a giant axe.