Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 74: Territory! The sea of ​​grievances is endless!
Jiang Jue waved the Soul Refining Banner, and a black mist instantly swarmed out of the banner and swept towards Yan Feng.

The first soul skill! Evil Spirit Tide!
In this black fog, various beast souls appeared from time to time, roaring continuously, trying to tear Yan Feng into pieces!
The more souls there are in the Soul Refining Banner, the stronger the power of the evil spirit tide will be. Just like now, the entire black fog is like a gloomy dark cloud, covering Yan Feng.

The first and third soul rings on Yan Feng's body lit up again, and the bone wings appeared behind him. He wanted to fly into the air and get rid of the ominous black fog.

But the black fog was like a tracking system, chasing after it relentlessly like a leech.

"Second soul skill! Bone dragon's breath!"

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Yan Feng stopped dodging, and suddenly a huge skull skeleton appeared in front of him. The skeleton was very strange, and the width reached 1.5 meters.

Only when it opens its mouth wide can people see clearly that it actually looks like the skull of a giant dragon!
A ball of icy black gas spurted out from the mouth of the bone dragon and collided with the black fog produced by the tide of evil spirits.

In an instant, the field was filled with the harsh sound of metal friction, and the two gases collided and fought against each other.

Yan Feng was flying in the air with a bad look on his face. He could clearly feel that his ice fog was being swallowed by Jiang Jue's black fog. Although his ice fog also caused damage to the black fog, the black fog was replenished instantly.

With a huge gap in realm between them and the amplification of his first and third soul skills, the Bone Dragon's Breath was actually at a disadvantage.

"No! Close combat is my forte, find an opportunity to get close!"

A faint light flashed in Yan Feng's pupils. He shook his bone wings and instantly stabbed towards Jiang Jue.

The two bone claws were condensed with the power of ice evil, and the sound of breaking through the air continued to be heard.

But as Yan Feng fell, his fourth soul ring quietly lit up.

Looking at Jiang Jue who was unmoved in the audience, Yan Feng curled up the corners of his mouth.

"You got Fooled!"

The next moment, a huge magic circle with a diameter of more than five meters, made up entirely of various bones, appeared under Jiang Jue. An indescribable sense of restraint instantly arose.

This is Yan Feng's fourth soul skill - Bone Burial Ground. It is a powerful dual soul skill of control and damage, which can absorb the opponent's flesh and blood to replenish his own vitality.

At the same time, when the opponent is devoured until his bones are broken and eventually turns into a pile of white bones, these bones will also strengthen his Bone Dragon Spirit.

As long as he is controlled by his fourth soul skill, Jiang Jue will be close to failure!
But suddenly, Yan Feng discovered that Jiang Jue actually smiled at him, and his figure dissipated like bubbles.

The soul-destroying spirit is activated!

"what!"

Yan Feng turned around quickly and looked around cautiously, because Jiang Jue had disappeared from his perception.

"Buzz!"

There was a slight fluctuation in space, and a huge one-eye appeared behind Yan Feng.

Yan Feng was delighted, thinking that it was Jiang Jue who appeared and was so close to him. He could definitely defeat the enemy with one blow.

The bone claws brought up gusts of cold wind and slashed through the air behind him.

But the next moment, Yan Feng's expression changed drastically, he did hit the target.

But it was the Evil Eye that was hit. The Evil Eye's body was shattered by the bone claws and quickly turned into a ball of black mist, just like the mist just now.

"broken!"

Before Yan Feng could react, the ominous black air had already enveloped him and was madly drilling into his body.

Even though Yan Feng used his soul power to wrap himself, a lot of black fog still entered him.

The moment the black fog entered, Yan Feng felt that his flesh, blood, soul power, everything in his body was being swallowed by the black fog.

We are all evil soul masters, why are your soul skills so evil!

From the beginning to now, in just a few minutes, Yan Feng has been put in a terrible state. He doesn't even know where Jiang Jue is!

As time passed, Yan Feng became more and more anxious. He flew all over the field, trying to find Jiang Jue, but it was doomed to be futile.

"Fourth brother, your disciple's character is not good. He has already lost his composure. Where is he going?"

Masked Douluo came close to Nether Douluo and spoke.

At the same time, he took out a soul beast head and started gnawing on it.

"Watching the Holy Son fight is simply a feast for the eyes."

"As long as the Holy Son hides strategically, everything will be fine as time passes." Masked Douluo exclaimed and took a bite.

He had experienced Jiang Jue's evil spirit tides. If it weren't for his powerful cultivation, there would be no solution.

"Skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say."

Nether Douluo's eyes were still as calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Could it be that this masked man is also one of us, so he is on the young master's side?"

Zhang Peng glanced at the Masked Douluo and was surprised.

Zhongli Wu always had a smile on his face. How could he not be proud that his disciple, as a Soul Sect, played with the Soul King without getting hurt at all?

"Look, the Holy Son has come out."

Lu Genggeng exclaimed.

Inside the venue.

Just as Yan Feng was spinning around like a fly, the black mist following him suddenly dispersed to both sides, as if guarding the arrival of someone.

If it were a normal battle, Jiang Jue would never come out. He would wait until the enemy died before coming out to loot.

But at this moment, Jiang Jue naturally couldn't wait until Yan Feng's spiritual power was exhausted before coming out. What he wanted was a king-like victory, leaving a deep impression on these people that would be indelible.

"So you've been in the black fog all along!"

Yan Feng was filled with regret. He never expected that the black fog he had been avoiding was where Jiang Jue was.

"But, didn't you realize, Master Saint, you were too close to me?"

Yan Feng covered his face with one hand, and his fifth soul ring, which was as black as ink, suddenly lit up.

A huge bone claw appeared above Jiang Jue's head without warning.

"puff!"

The bone claws fell down, trapping Jiang Jue like a cage. A terrifying pressure instantly came over him.

Yan Feng's eyes lit up. After entering his bone claw cage, he might be able to reverse the situation!

As a thousand-year soul skill, the Bone Claw Prison naturally has its special features, which is that it can block all auxiliary soul skills.

Jiang Jue just looked at Yan Feng quietly, without any panic at all. He looked at Yan Feng as if he was a clown.

"Field! Expand!"

"The sea of ​​grievances is endless!"

Jiang Jue raised his right hand slightly, and the six-sided ghost dream cicada on his fingertips made a sharp cry. The fourth soul ring on the soul refining banner lit up instantly, and an area of ​​dead gray and blood red intertwined instantly expanded.

But in an instant, the entire platform was covered by the field.

In this area, dead gray and blood red became the only two colors, and everything else lost its meaning of existence.

Yan Feng's eyes in the air were instantly filled with fear, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Deathly ash and blood red gradually invaded his body!

"do not want!"

Suddenly, Yan Feng screamed and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang and dust rose everywhere.

The bone claws that trapped Jiang Jue turned into ashes.

Jiang Jue gently stroked the cicada in his hand and spoke softly.

"Fall into the cycle of illusion!"

(End of this chapter)