That dark crack shrank violently, as if it wanted to close.
"Want to run?"
Ye Feng smiled.
"You have come, don't leave anything behind, is it too disrespectful to me?"
He raised his head and glanced at the crack that was about to close, and then looked down at the giant dark hand that, although it had been cut off, still exuded terrifying power.
"Swallow it for me, "The Art of Returning All Things to the Origin"!"
Ye Feng opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
A huge black vortex formed in front of him.
The dark giant hand that was comparable to a mountain let out an unwilling roar, but it was unable to resist the terrifying devouring force.
It turned into the purest original demonic energy, like a black angry dragon, and was continuously sucked into Ye Feng's mouth.
"Burp~"
Ye Feng burped with satisfaction, and his breath became stronger again.
The energy contained in this hand is almost as much as the entire possessions of the mid-stage Immortal Emperor demon he killed before.
The projection of the demon is indeed a great tonic!
After he finished all this, he slowly turned his gaze back to the sky.
The space crack has shrunk to only a thin line and is about to disappear completely.
Through the last crack, Ye Feng saw a pair of extremely furious eyes, staring at him.
"Don't worry, I'll find you soon."
Ye Feng waved towards the gap, smiling brightly.
"Remember to wash your neck and wait for me."
"Boom!"
The crack finally closed completely in the endless anger.
The suffocating pressure between heaven and earth disappeared.
The Asura Bloodfield has returned to its original appearance, except that there is a bottomless circular void area on the earth, which is the masterpiece of the devil.
There was deathly silence all around.
Miao Fu opened his mouth, maintaining a stunned posture, and his whole person was petrified.
Miao Jin'er also opened her small mouth slightly, her beautiful eyes widened, and her mind went blank as she looked at the man suspended in the air with a hint of black devilish aura remaining at the corner of his mouth.
What happened?
The clone of the Lord of the Demons who destroyed the world just now?
What then?
Then... one of his hands was chopped off by Brother Ye and was eaten as a snack?
In the end, Brother Ye was so angry that he ran away?
Miao Fu turned his stiff neck with difficulty. He felt that his view of practice had been repeatedly crushed, reshaped, and then crushed again in less than an hour today.
It turns out...the devil can still play like this?
He looked at Ye Feng, his lips trembled for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few words.
"Ye...Fellow Daoist Ye, that...that is the Lord of the Demons..."
"I know." Ye Feng spread his hands matter-of-factly, "The taste is okay, but the meat is a bit old and stuffy."
"Pfft——"
Miao Fu couldn't take a deep breath and almost fainted on the spot.
He now seriously doubts that Ye Feng is the real demon.
How can any normal person take the projection of the clone of the Lord of Demons as a tonic? Do you still dislike other people's meat?
This is simply the devil among devils!
"It's a pity that I ran too fast, otherwise I could have eaten two more bites."
Ye Feng smacked his lips, his face full of meaning.
He could feel that the giant hand of darkness that had just been swallowed made the Qiankun point in his body increase a lot. Although there is still a long way to go before reaching the peak of the Immortal King, the feeling of leveling up on a rocket is really great.
Miao Fu's eyelids jumped as he listened. He decided that from now on, he would selectively listen to half of Ye Feng's words, otherwise his heart would stop sooner or later.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I am afraid that the Lord of the Demon will not let it go after suffering such a big loss." Miao Fu suppressed the waves in his heart and said worriedly, "The Tongtian Blood Tower is the coordinates it has locked, we..."
What he meant was that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and running away quickly was the best option.
"Run? Why are you running?" Ye Feng gave him a strange look, "We ran away before the main course was served. What if he can't find anyone next time? How embarrassing."
Miao Fu: "..."
He found that he couldn't keep up with Ye Feng's ideas.
In Ye Feng's dictionary, it seems that the words "danger" and "escape" do not exist at all.
"What I mean is," Ye Feng pointed at the Tongtian Blood Tower that stood quietly in the distance, "Since that guy can project his clone through here, it means that this passage is two-way."
"He can come over, why can't we go over?"
Miao Fu's pupils suddenly shrank, and an extremely ridiculous idea appeared in his mind.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you...don't you want to..."
"That's right." Ye Feng snapped his fingers, and the smile on his face became a little dangerous, "Don't he want to play? I'll have fun with him. He Don’t you want to find me? I’ll help him so that he doesn’t have to make sacrifices every time, which is too inefficient.” As he spoke, he appeared under the Tongtian Blood Tower with Miao Fu and Miao Jin’er who were still in a daze.
Looking closely, this giant tower gives people an even stronger sense of oppression.
The dark red tower body is made of solidified blood, and is covered with complex and evil magic patterns. These magic patterns seemed to be alive, flowing slowly, and each time they circulated, they absorbed strands of energy from the void.
Most of the energy from the millions of demonic soldiers sacrificed just now was absorbed by this tower.
At this moment, the Tongtian Blood Tower looks like a ferocious beast that has been well fed and drunk, exuding a terrifying aura that makes people palpitate.
"Interesting, the material of this tower does not belong to this world." Ye Feng stretched out his hand and gently touched the cold tower body. Starlight flowed from his fingertips, analyzing the structure.
"It's more like a huge energy amplifier."
"Amplifier?" Miao Fu didn't understand the word.
"That is to say, someone inserted this thing into the Asura Bloodfield a long time ago to steal energy from this world." Ye Feng used a simple metaphor.
His eyes flashed.
"The devil just knew how to use it."
"Now, it's my turn."
Ye Feng took a deep breath and no longer hesitated.
""Dayan Star Formation", rise!"
Boom!
A vast star map suddenly unfolded with him as the center!
The star map turned into a huge star ring, covering the entire Tongtian Blood Tower from the bottom to the top!
The stars lit up one by one, and the infinite power of the stars no longer spread outwards, but poured crazily towards the center, towards the sky-reaching blood tower!
"What is he going to do?" Miao Jin'er couldn't help but exclaimed.
"He wants to... activate that channel in reverse!" Miao Fu's voice was trembling.
The demon used the power of sacrifice to open the passage and project his clone.
And Ye Feng, now wants to use his incomparable power of stars to force open the passage that was just closed and invade in reverse!
What a crazy and overbearing idea!
Buzz——!
The Tongtian Blood Tower roared violently under the infusion of massive star power. The magic patterns on the tower's body were like red-hot irons, all of them lit up with a dazzling red light.