"Hiss——"
The monster let out a scream. It was not a sound, but an impact that directly affected the soul.
The dragon soul in Ye Feng’s Consciousness Sea roared and easily dispersed the impact.
"Is it a Chaos monster at the peak level of Tribulation Transcendence?" Ye Feng became a little interested, "That's right, I'll give it a try on you."
He had just broken through to the Tribulation Peak level, and he hadn't had time to fully adapt to his huge strength. The opponent in front of him could just be used as a whetstone.
"Roar!"
Seeing that the soul attack was ineffective, the eight-legged scorpion roared, its huge tail hook cut through the sky, carrying a cloud of gray flames, and smashed down on Ye Feng's head!
The fire of chaos will kill most monks if they touch it, and even their souls can be burned away.
Ye Feng did not dodge or evade, and did not even bother to draw the Qingxuan Sword. He clenched his right fist, and the dark golden God-Demon Prison Suppressing Body shone brightly. He simply punched it forward.
"Bang!"
The fist and the tail hook burning with gray flames collided firmly.
A dull loud noise.
The fire of chaos, which was enough to burn mountains and boil seas, was quickly extinguished the moment it came into contact with Ye Feng's fist. And the tail hook was thrown back by the punch, and hit the scorpion's own carapace hard.
"Click!"
The carapace was instantly covered with cracks.
The eight-legged scorpion screamed, and its body was pushed back by the huge force of the punch, plowing eight ravines on the ground.
It didn’t understand why this seemingly small creature in front of it contained such terrifying physical power.
"The strength is good, but the shell is a bit thin." Ye Feng waved his hand, somewhat unfinished.
Most of the Holy Lord's cultivation was used by him to flush out his realm and temper his body, while the rest was integrated into the God-Demon Prison-Suppressing Body. Now the strength of his physical body has already surpassed the category of top-grade Taoist tools, and is infinitely close to the legendary immortal body.
"Come again!"
Ye Feng stepped forward and rushed towards the monster.
Punch to the flesh, the most primitive and brutal fight!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dull impact sound echoed continuously.
The huge eight-legged scorpion looked like a broken sandbag in front of Ye Feng, being pressed to the ground and rubbed like crazy.
The carapace was shattered piece by piece, the joints and limbs were broken off one by one, and the blood dyed the earth red.
The Scorpion fought back crazily, spitting venom and swinging its tail hook, but all attacks could not break through the dark golden light.
Finally, after Ye Feng punched it hard and completely shattered its head, the huge body of the chaotic monster, which was comparable to the peak of the Tribulation, fell to the ground, completely losing its vitality.
[Ding! Successfully kill the Chaos Scorpion and obtain Qiankun Points: 8,000,000! ]
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"Swallow!" Ye Feng did not hesitate.
He stretched out his hand, pressed it on the corpse of the demon scorpion, and activated the "Art of Returning All Things to the Origin" with full force.
The huge corpse shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into the purest source of chaos energy, pouring into Ye Feng's body, and being absorbed and transformed by the God-Demon Prison Suppressing Body.
Ye Feng let out a sigh of relief.
"Not bad, not bad." He licked his lips, his eyes shining.
Although the monsters here are dangerous, the origin of chaos in their bodies is a great complement to his God-Demon Prison-Suppressing Body.
He turned his head and looked deeper into the forbidden area.
Ye Feng felt that the "Holy Son" stopped.
It seems to have reached its destination.
Ye Feng no longer delayed, his body swayed, and he quickly flew in that direction.
After passing through the fog of chaos and burning incense, Ye Feng finally arrived at his destination.
The sight in front of him made him slightly startled.
In front of him was a vast expanse of huge skeletons that could not be seen beyond the horizon.
The skeleton belonged to an unknown creature. It was just a rib, like a majestic mountain range.
And in the chest cavity of the huge skeleton, where the heart is, a shadow is quietly suspended there.
It is the "Holy Son" who escaped!
At this moment, it is greedily absorbing the remaining essence in the remains.
Its figure has become several times more solid than when it was in the Holy Land, and its blurry face gradually became clearer.
It seemed to sense Ye Feng's arrival and turned around slowly.
What kind of face is that?
Just one look at it is enough to send one's soul into boundless hell.
It has no mouth, but a thought directly sounded in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.
"You...are here."
"I finally waited for my nourishment..."
That thought, like countless steel needles, pierced Ye Feng's sea of consciousness. Ordinary tribulation monks are afraid that at this moment, their souls will be overwhelmed by this thought.
But in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness, the dragon soul roared, and the power of golden consciousness turned into a barrier, firmly blocking the impact of this thought.
"Nutrition?" Ye Feng smiled when he heard this, "That's not a small tone. You are a parasite that can barely grow by stealing other people's food. Who gave you the courage to say this?"
"Parasite?"
The thoughts of the "Holy Son" fluctuated, and it seemed that he was irritated by this word.
"Ignorant...mortal things..."
"I am the "Devouring World", an existence destined to devour this world and give birth to the great "Void God"!"< /p>
"The so-called Holy Lord is just a 'shepherd' chosen by me, and you, all the creatures in this world, are just...livestock in captivity!"
"Now, I have found the remains of this "ancient god". As long as I swallow his last divine origin and use it as the basis of the endless chaos, I can be born early!"
"And you..."
"The power of the Holy Lord and the special constitution in your body will become the most perfect sacrifice for me when I come to the world!"
As its thoughts roared, the entire area where the remains were located shook violently.
The gray mist of chaos, like boiling water, gathered crazily towards the body of the "Holy Son". And on the huge skeleton of the ancient god, wisps of golden light were forcibly stripped and extracted by it, and merged into its shadow.
Its aura is soaring at an incredible speed!
"So that's it, it's still an invasive alien species." Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly understood.
No wonder the "All Souls Gathering into One God Refining Formation" in the Holy Land is so evil. It turns out that it is not a product of this world at its root.
This "Holy Son" is not a descendant of a god, but an evil spirit from outside the world.
Its purpose is to use the entire Mysterious Continent as its flowerpot, suck up all the nutrients, and then bloom and bear fruit.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the "Holy Son" moved.
It didn't use any moves, it just raised its hand and pointed at Ye Feng.
In an instant, the surrounding environment came to life.
The dark red land beneath his feet turned into a quicksand swamp, trying to swallow Ye Feng up.
The mist of chaos condensed into countless claws and came overwhelmingly.
Even the bones of the ancient god made a "creaking" sound, and wisps of residual thoughts were aroused, turning into golden shadows holding broken weapons, roaring towards Ye Feng.