After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

As soon as Fufeng finished speaking, those resentful spirits suddenly launched a fierce attack on him again.

Fufeng frowned, and with a movement of his body, his figure disappeared directly from the spot.

The next second, countless karmic fires burned around those resentful spirits.

Those karma fires are all red lotus karma fires, which are far more domineering than the Nirvana fire of the Phoenix clan. Once touched, they will be wiped out.

Although those resentful spirits wanted to kill Fufeng, they did not dare to get close to him at this moment.

Just when Fufeng was about to launch the second round of karma fire attacks, the red-blooded soul suddenly appeared behind the resentful spirits.

Although his soul had been bruised and bruised by Fufeng's purple thunder, the aura around him had not weakened much.

"Boy, this Demon King said that you can't kill this Demon King!" Chixue sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and transformed into a red light. The light was a strange blood-red color, shrouding all the resentful spirits in it.

"Red Blood Curse!!" Red Blood shouted.

The next second, the wounds on the surface of his soul magically began to heal.

What's even more frightening is that his dead body seems to be showing signs of resurrection.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fufeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seemed that he had indeed underestimated the strength of this ancient demon king.

The opponent can not only use the resentful spirit to repair the soul, but also resurrect the physical body.

Is this the secret technique of the ancient demon king? No matter how damaged the body is, as long as the soul is immortal, it can be repaired again.

It seems that it is not easy to kill him completely!

"Boy, it's an honor for you to be able to force this demon king to cast the Crimson Blood Curse. Today, you will leave your life here to be buried with this demon king." The Crimson Blood Monster said with a jeering smile.

A look of solemnity flashed between Fufeng's brows. After thinking for a moment, he spread his arms again.

This time, he directly cast his original sealing and restraining spell.

"Silver Moon is the town - the town's soul!!" Fufeng roared in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling golden runes appeared in his palm one after another, and then quickly swept towards the resentful spirits.

This is a large-scale space sealing spell. During the spell, those whose cultivation level is lower than one's own will lose all five senses and cannot move. Those whose cultivation level is higher than one's own will have their movement speed limited by 30%.

Seeing those golden runes, a flash of astonishment flashed through his red eyes. Every move the man in front of him made made him feel palpitated.

Those resentful spirits that he had cultivated for a long time began to turn into nothingness one by one under the opponent's soul-suppressing technique.

Not only that, even his red blood curse was forcibly suppressed by the opponent.

Who is this man in white robe? !

Before Chi Xue could react, a shadow of the Moon Covering Sword struck him head-on.

"Pfft!"

Chi Xue, who was bound in place by the soul-suppressing technique, could not dodge and was hit by the shadow of the sword, causing a large mouthful of blood to spurt out.

Almost at the same time, Fufeng on the opposite side couldn't help but lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood. The soul-suppressing spell was a continuous spell and extremely consuming of divine power.

Perhaps he had consumed too much of his divine power before and after. At this moment, Fufeng felt that his body had collapsed.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, he only knew that he couldn't fall before Chixue fell.

Hearing the sounds coming from the barrier, the gods behind Lord Qionghua became anxious. Yao Ji even slapped the barrier left by Fufeng, "Junior brother, are you injured? Let us in quickly. !”

As she spoke, she hit the surface of the barrier with her spiritual power.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

After dozens of rounds, there were no cracks on the surface of the barrier.

"Junior brother..." Yao Ji shouted again.

After a long while, Fufeng's slightly tired voice came out softly from the barrier, "Didn't I just say that no one is allowed in today!!!"

"But……"

"Master, take senior sister and all the gods down, and then tell Emperor Father and the gods that I am safe and sound in the tower, and I will go out after successfully killing the ancient demon king." Fufeng said calmly.

Hearing this, Lord Qionghua bit his lip, and after a moment, he nodded, "Feng'er, I understand what you mean. I will tell His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven what you said."

Fufeng said "hmm" and stopped talking.

Seeing that Lord Qionghua was about to leave, Yao Ji immediately became anxious. She quickly stopped him and said anxiously: "Master, why don't we go in and help our little junior brother? I can hear that he is seriously injured!!"

Qionghua Shenjun looked at Yao Ji, and then sighed softly, "Feng'er did this because he didn't want those people below to know his true situation, because none of us knew, among those standing below, who Without spies from the demon world, if the demon world knows that Feng'er is injured, it will definitely attack on a large scale. At this time, the less we can expose Feng'er's condition."

Hearing this, Yao Ji was stunned and fell silent for a moment.

"Let's go, Yao'er, we have to believe in Feng'er!" Lord Qionghua comforted her again, then turned around and flew to the ground.

Yao Ji nodded and left the ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower with Lord Qionghua.

……

Inside the Demon Locking Tower.

Time is passing by minute by minute.

Under Fufeng's soul-suppressing technique, millions of resentful spirits quickly disappeared, and Chixue's face became increasingly ugly.

He knew that without those resentful spirits repairing his seriously injured soul, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"Boy, even if I die today, I will drag you to be buried with me!" Chixue roared angrily.

The next second, he directly activated his essence and prepared to explode his soul!

Seeing Chi Xue's crazy look, Fufeng's expression changed slightly.

When the Yuanshen self-destructs, it will produce huge power. Not to mention that he has very little divine power left now. Even at his peak, it is not easy for him to withstand the terrifying power of the seventh-level Demon Emperor Yuanshen when he self-destructs. .

"We must kill him before his soul explodes. Otherwise, I may really die here." Fufeng thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he gathered his remaining divine power and prepared to use the "Spirit Devouring Art", but just after he raised his hand for a moment, he slowly lowered it.

The spiritual power required for the Soul Devouring Technique is also very large. In his current situation, this spell cannot last long at all, let alone crush the red blood's soul.

Seeing Fufeng give up the attack, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Chixue's lips, "Boy, you are dead today!!"

After saying that, he continued to expand his soul...

Seeing this scene, Fufeng's expression was very solemn.

His divine body might not be able to bear the self-destruction of his soul at this level...

Just when Fufeng felt that he was about to reach a deadlock, a dazzling light suddenly flashed past his head.

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