Facing Zhou Feng's threat, the grass demon Yunmeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
The grass demon Yunmeng also smiled disdainfully in her heart. She was the only one in the Nine Nether Sea realm that she guarded.
If the power of the fragments of the Samsara Mirror hadn't damaged her demonic power, she might not have been able to kill the three immortals in front of her who broke into her territory.
The boy who was threatening him in front of him actually asked her to take the three of them into the Nine Nether Valley. He was looking for death!
In the Nine Nether Deep Valley, there are many monsters with stronger demonic power than her. With the strength of the three immortals in front of her, they may be eaten by the demons in the Nine Nether Deep Valley.
"Since you want to seek death, then just follow me."
The grass demon Yunmeng also took advantage of her free time while walking in the sea to secretly use the hidden demon power on the vine grass totem on her arm to convey the news to the elders in the deep valley.
Passing through the vine space of the Nine Netherworld Sea, Zhou Feng found that the space pressure in the sea area he was in had actually become smaller.
In the depths of the Nine Netherworld Sea, there is actually such a world.
Although this place is located in the realm of demons, its eaves and palaces are even better than those of the Immortal Gate.
It was not as dark as the Baigui Cave where he sought the first artifact, Wentian Sword.
The eaves that are stacked up layer after layer are made of countless crystals, and there are many pearls around them for decoration. This place is not as dark as the master Zhang Xu once said.
And as he went deeper into the Nine Nether Valley, Zhou Feng also discovered that the temperature of the seabed was getting higher and higher.
Moreover, his immortal power was also inhibited by the temperature of the seabed, making him feel that the flow of his immortal power had become slower and his breathing was somewhat stagnant.
"Senior Brother? Do you feel that the operation of our immortal power has become slower due to the influence of the invisible power of the Nine Nether Valley?"
Luo Xiyao also frowned and asked.
Zhou Feng nodded. Zhou Yan didn't want to work with these two people, but he came here on Zhang Xu's order after all.
After all, he still had to act together with Zhou Feng and the others, so he nodded and agreed with them.
The grass demon Yunmeng heard the three people's questions. Although Zhou Feng's Dust-breaking Sword was still placed on the grass demon Yunmeng's neck, it did not affect the grass demon Yunmeng's ridicule and ridicule towards them at all.
"What you are practicing is immortal power, which is naturally repelled by the demonic power of my Nine Nether Valley. The deeper you go, the more obvious it will be that your immortal power disappears, haha."
After the grass demon Yunmeng said this, he also clapped his hands and mocked the incompetence of the three people.
But Zhou Feng continued to approach the grass demon Yunmeng's neck with the dust-breaking sword in his hand, copying what the grass demon Yunmeng had just done to him, so that the grass demon Yunmeng had to stop talking again. The collision between.
The grass demon Yunmeng was of course dissatisfied, but now that her demon power was at a loss and she was injured by the fragments of the artifact, she could no longer control the vine grass magic in a large amount, so she had to deal with these three young boys.
However, since they actively chose to go deep into the Nine Nether Valley, they had to accept the anger of their demons against the immortals.
The grass demon Yunmeng let go of his clenched fist again, and under the pressure of Zhou Feng, he also walked faster and faster.
Finally, when Zhou Feng saw a plaque hanging high in the distance, he knew that they had arrived at Jiuyou Valley, and the grass demon Yunmeng said coldly again, "We're here."
The grass demon Yunmeng also smiled evilly, "Suffer death!"
Suddenly, a small knife penetrated from the plaque of Jiuyou Valley and hit Zhou Feng's forehead. Zhou Feng immediately raised the Dust-breaking Sword in his hand and flew the small knife back to its original place.
The grass demon Yunmeng also broke free from Zhou Feng's control, and countless demons poured out from the entrance of the Nine Nether Plaque.
Soon, the plaque disappeared. The space where Zhou Feng and the others were was originally very wide. After the knife flew out, there were many demonic things belonging to the Nine Netherworld and Sea World around them!
These monsters surrounded Zhou Feng and the three people. The weird monsters held hands and formed a huge circle, surrounding the three people.
These demons also began to chant loudly, and Zhou Feng did not know what these demons were chanting.
But Zhou Feng only felt that the huge immortal power in his body began to gradually dissipate under the humming of these demons, and it dissipated very quickly.
Luo Xiyao, who has the blood of a goddess, is also more sensitive to the chants of these monsters, and the rejection reaction in her body is particularly huge. The same is true for Zhou Yan.
These demons kept approaching the three of them, and then kept retreating, back and forth, as if they were fixating on some kind of footwork.
Zhou Feng looked around with his eyes and found that the movements of these demons were constantly repeating. Even the positions where they stopped and retreated were exactly the same as at the beginning.
These monsters roared suddenly, and the spells they chanted suddenly accelerated.
Zhou Feng only felt that a nerve in his brain was broken in half, and he had to hold the sides of his forehead and bend down to relieve the sudden attack of consciousness.
Zhou Yan and Luo Xiyao also held their heads and bent down like Zhou Feng.
Zhou Feng stared at Zhou Yan's back, made a plan in his mind, endured the severe pain of his consciousness, and hit Zhou Yan's back with his left palm infused with immortal power.
So, he said to Zhou Yan, "Junior brother, didn't you say that you would be willing to go through fire and water to help me obtain the artifact? Senior brother, this will give you a chance to show off!"
Before Zhou Yan could react, he felt a huge celestial force coming towards him from behind!
"Elder brother, you..."
Before Zhou Yan could finish his words, his body flew out immediately.
Zhou Feng's move naturally had his own purpose, which was to use Zhou Yan to interrupt the chanting and footwork of these monsters.
In this way, while his immortal power had not completely faded away, he knocked Zhou Yan away and made the demon stop his back and forth movements!
Zhou Yan's anger could not be fully displayed, so he could only immediately tighten the Xinghai stick in his hand and poke it at one of the monsters as strong as an ox, using the anger Zhou Feng brought to him to hit the strong ox one by one. On the monster.
But the Xinghai Stick is so light, and Zhou Yan's body is not as strong as that monster!
His Xinghai Stick Immortal Power hit the cow monster's hand, but only slightly damaged the monster's cowhide.
The bull demon pinched Zhou Yan's Xinghai stick with his backhand, intending to crush Zhou Yan's Xinghai stick and explode it.
The bull demon's other thick hand also pinched Zhou Yan's waist and abdomen.
Zhou Yan's waist bones made a snapping sound. As the bull demon exerted force, Zhou Yan also felt that his bones began to crack.
Zhou Yan, of course, recorded Zhou Feng's move in his heart, adding another note to Zhou Yan's record of venting his anger.
How could Zhou Yan feel unhappy when he saw Zhou Feng deflated again?
"Junior brother, senior brother is here to help you."
Zhou Feng also said to Zhou Yan later that his approach not only allowed Zhou Yan to feel the monster's strange power, but also interrupted the dance of the monster. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone and won Zhou Feng's heart.
Zhou Feng knew that if he didn't take action before Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan's current situation might be his!
After resurrecting his life, how could he give Zhou Yan another chance to do something to him! Zhou Feng must seize the opportunity.
Seeing this, Luo Xiyao also took the Chixiao Sword and stabbed at the place where the bull demon was with Zhou Feng's Duanchen Sword.
Chixiao's rainbow light and Duanchen's green light struck through Zhou Yan's shoulders respectively, and also tore through Zhou Yan's fairy clothes.
Zhou Yan, who was already pale due to the chanting of Demon Dance, became even more ugly.
Zhou Feng deliberately dropped the blue light of Duan Chen near Zhou Yan's shoulder. Of course, it was also to scare Zhou Yan and let Zhou Yan feel the true murderous intention of his Duan Chen Sword towards the enemy!
After this small interlude, Zhou Feng also grasped the hand of the bull demon around Zhou Yan's waist and used the immortal power of the Dust-breaking Sword to force it away.
But the Niu Yao's strength was very strong. Zhou Feng's Duan Chen Sword was ejected from the afterimage, but the Niu Yao's hand did nothing.
When Zhou Feng got close to the bull demon, he felt a strong anger, and his immortal and demon veins actually began to move, as if he felt a sense of excitement.
He does not reject this kind of violent energy and his own body, but he also wants to take possession of this violent energy as his own, as if his body should have this kind of thing.
Seeing this, Zhou Feng also planned to absorb the hostility around the bull demon and use it to deal with the bull demon.
He originally thought that after the demon's chanting dance was interrupted, the scene of fading immortality would disappear.
But the immortal power in his body was still passing away, so Zhou Feng chose to take the risk.
Zhou Feng held the Duan Chen Sword against the empty air and concentrated the remaining immortal power on the tip of the sword to attract the vicious energy.
When the invisible hostility filled the entire Duan Chen sword body, Zhou Yan also channeled some of the hostility into his own body.
Let the violent energy in his body support the swordsmanship of the Duan Chen Sword.
This violent energy flowed along another immortal vein of Zhou Feng and turned into a thick black liquid.
At this moment, the green light on the Duan Chen Sword no longer existed. Instead, there was black sword breath attached to the Duan Chen Sword.
Zhou Feng held the hilt of the sword and slammed it into the heart of the bull demon, but the bull demon still seemed to be fine.
The bull demon still pinched Zhou Yan, causing Zhou Yan unbearable pain, and his eyes turned red. Zhou Yan turned to the scene of the confrontation between Zhou Feng and the bull demon, and spoke to Zhou Feng again.
"Elder brother, you are... well... not..."
Zhou Yanjue felt that his body was about to be completely shattered by the bull demon. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he reluctantly spoke to Zhou Feng, hoping that Zhou Feng could defeat the bull demon as soon as possible.
Zhou Feng raised his eyes and looked at the huge bull demon. He didn't feel that the bull demon was scary in his heart. The strangeness in his body seemed to tell him that the bull demon in front of him was like an old friend he had known thousands of years ago.
Why does he feel this way?
But I'm afraid this bull demon didn't feel the same way as he did. He saw the bull demon raised his giant fist and hit him, trying to smash his Dust-breaking Sword!
