"The Blood Sacrifice Technique, ng Yunhe has lost his mind, this will sever his future cultivation!"
Tu Qianbei scread in fear.
ng Yunhe was already incredibly powerful.
Now, with the addition of the Blood Sacrifice Technique, it will be even more terrifying.
Yet, Tu Qianbei could never have imagined.
ng Yunhe would rather suffer the huge loss of stagnated cultivation and reduced lifespan.
Just to kill them.
Originally, ng Yunhe could still maintain his composure.
But Ye Qingfeng repeatedly struck him.
Even wanted him to kneel.
With an extrely noble status.
He had always been the high and mighty Young Witch Master, how could he endure this?
"So what if you know? Today I must kill you."
"And you all, will be buried with him."
The Young Witch Master pointed at Ye Qingfeng and the others.
His face twisted, even more terrifying than a ghost.
"Roar!!"
ng Yunhe’s originally white jade-like Ghost Flute, after being inserted into his chest.
Instantly, it was dyed crimson.
Moreover, the crimson Ghost Flute seed to connect the ghosts within the old mansion.
The Ghost Flute absorbed ng Yunhe’s Essence Blood, then this Essence Blood was absorbed by the ghosts.
After absorbing the Essence Blood, the ghosts’ aura surged, suddenly growing larger.
The entire old mansion was engulfed in eerie winds, like a scene from Hell.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Those ghosts, unbelievably, remained unhard under the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Formation.
Not only did the Thunder Snake and Fire Snake fail to annihilate these ghosts.
But instead, the ghosts swallowed the thunder and fire one after another.
Hiss hiss hiss!!!
The Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Formation, which was rekindled in Ye Qingfeng’s hand.
At this mont, it seed to be extinguishing once more.
"Roar!!!"
Such a situation.
The ghosts emitted piercing cries one by one.
As if they wanted to devour human flesh and blood imdiately.
Fear, true fear.
Snake Grandmother, Tu Qianbei, and even Wen Xi, who was holding onto Ye Qingfeng’s arm.
All felt they were standing on the edge of death’s cliff.
"Perhaps, being able to die together with Ye Qingfeng isn’t such a bad ending."
Wen Xi murmured softly in her heart.
"Haha!! Struggle! I very much want to see, how you struggle."
"No one can escape today, Wen Xi, if you expect this kid to save you, I will utterly crush your hope."
"Today, I want you to taste the witchcraft of my Black Witch Lineage."
ng Yunhe raised his hands to the sky, laughing heartily.
Today, he had paid such a high price.
Surely, he would use Secret Technique to drain Wen Xi’s Xuan Yin Body, to make up for his loss.
Moreover, Ye Qingfeng dared to oppose him like this.
He must kill him swiftly.
"Alas! Since you wish for death, I will grant you that wish."
Ye Qingfeng raised his head to the sky.
Seeing the hundreds of Fierce Ghosts dancing in the old mansion.
In his eyes, golden flas flickered.
If he were to kill them one by one, it would be too troubleso.
"Do you believe I can burn the heavens with one gaze?"
At the mont when Wen Xi and others felt they had reached a dead end.
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze suddenly locked with ng Yunhe’s.
"Hehe! Do you think I would believe that..."
ng Yunhe laughed heartily.
The laughter was filled with endless mockery.
But, in an instant, he could no longer laugh, his words halted.
Because he saw two golden flas flickering in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes.
"How could flas erge from a human’s pupils..."
ng Yunhe at this mont, felt as if his flesh was about to scream.
Fear, extre fear.
The feeling from his spiritual power told him that within those eyes was a vortex of death.
If he were to be ensnared, the only outco would be... death!
Unfortunately, ng Yunhe wanted to avert his gaze.
But, it was too late.
The golden flas in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes seed to be imprinted in his pupils.
Hiss hiss!!!
A small fla, seemingly ignited in ng Yunhe’s eyes.
"Ah!!!"
The scream, piercing the heavens.
Issued from ng Yunhe’s throat.
For he felt that there were indeed flas burning in his eyes.
Within the old mansion, ghostly aura rose, chilling winds swirled, akin to a Hellish domain.
But at this mont, the hearts of everyone in the old mansion seed overwheld by the miraculous scene before them.
They witnessed an unforgettable scene.
Like an Immortal descending, using Immortal Techniques.
How could mortals cultivate such Divine Skills?
The flas in ng Yunhe’s eyes were small at first, like flas flickering on fingertips.
But then, the flas suddenly blazed upwards.
ng Yunhe’s clothes, hair, nails, skin, and even internal organs, flesh, and bones.
All were ignited.
Layer upon layer, like silk unraveling, burning thoroughly.
"I said before, kneel and beg for rcy, and perhaps you may be spared..."
Ye Qingfeng watched the ashes before him, with no ounce of emotion in his eyes.
Whoosh!!!
The golden flas in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes did not dissipate.
Instead, they transford into two beams of light.
Shooting straight towards the Fierce Ghosts in the old mansion.
Hiss hiss hiss!!!
Where Ye Qingfeng’s gaze swept, golden flas descended.
The Fierce Ghosts offered no resistance.
All turned into wisps of blue smoke.
Moreover, the murky ghostly aura lingering above the old mansion.
Was swiftly burned away.
The previously eerie old mansion, at this mont, was filled with warmth, as if it were a place where yang energy gathered.
Not to ntion these Fierce Ghosts, even a Ghost King.
Would be burned to blue smoke.
"Mr. Ye, with such divine ans, truly a Divine being..."
Tu Qianbei lowered his head in submission.
Now, he was truly conquered by Ye Qingfeng’s ans.
Such godlike skills.
This is indeed the ans Ye Qingfeng displayed.
Others could not even muster a thought of resistance.
"Qingfeng, are you still the Qingfeng I know?"
Wen Xi blinked her enchanting eyes.
She felt the gap between her and Ye Qingfeng was like a chasm.
The entire Southern Base, all the Magic Masters feared the Black Witch Lineage’s Young Witch Master.
Yet, in front of Ye Qingfeng, he was like a child.
Subdued with a flip of the hand.
"Xiao Xi is fortunate indeed! To know such a formidable figure."
Snake Grandmother sighed.
Such ans, even the Black Witch Lineage, must respect them!
One person suppressing an entire cultivation family, describes such figures.
"Master, spare us, Master spare us!"
Thud thud thud!!!
Those Magic Masters who ca with ng Yunhe.
At this mont, all their legs weakened, kneeling to the ground.
Constantly kowtowing.
The Young Witch Master, but he was the number two figure of their Black Witch Lineage.
With suprely mighty witchcraft and combined with the White Jade Ghost Flute, few could suppress him in the Southern Base.
But now, he was effortlessly eradicated by Ye Qingfeng.
How could they not be terrified?
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