"Huh! I admit, I really did not count that you have such a talent, let alone that you have such a scheming. However, the background of our Duanmu family, how can you do everything?"

Duanmu Zhengchun's tone was cold, and gently wiped off the blood stains left on the corners of his mouth because of the sonic shock.

After that, without waiting for Han Yufeng to come closer, his true essence worked at full force, instantly expelling the sonic killing in his body, and then suddenly raised up to the sky with a loud whistle~

"North Sea of ​​Mind, transform Kunpeng!"

A strand of pure black true essence, like a horse training, emerges from Duanmu Zhengchun's body, draws an arc, swiftly shoots towards the sea of ​​Beiming below him, and disappears in a blink of an eye. Under the black sea!

Duanmu No.1 and Duanmushan's complexion couldn't help changing when they saw this scene, but then gritted their teeth and did the same thing as Duanmu Zhengchun.

Three strands of black true essence, submerged under the surface of the North Sea~

In an instant, the sea of ​​Beiming, which was originally silent, began to fluctuate violently, just for a moment, it seemed to boil, and it set off a wave of terror that was tens of feet!

"This is ~ condensing the essence of the artifact, transforming the soul of the artifact!"

Seeing this scene, Han Yufeng's eyes narrowed, his expression slightly solemn.

Once the artifact reaches a certain level, it will produce spirits. Just like the Hanyu family’s Buddhist scripture pavilion, the town’s artifact “Beiming” of the Duanmu family has existed for thousands of years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and has long been born. Own soul.

At this time, Duanmu Zhengchun, Duanmu First Class, Duanmu San Lao, apparently used their own practice of Beiming Shen Gong law to inject the Beiming artifact, and condensed the spirit of the Beiming artifact through the law of the same clan and origin!

This is what they dare to say, this is the greatest secret of the situation that Hanyufeng will kill.

"Woo~"

The sound of the flute reappeared, not wanting to change, Han Yufeng did not wait for the other party to complete the condensing of the spirit of the Beiming artifact, and began to urge the endless sound soldiers around the three of Duanmu Zhengchun to kill them!

"kill!"

If the sound soldiers turned into substance, they turned into a cry of ‘kill’, flooding the three people overwhelmingly.

Sound soldiers are infinite, and it is not something that ordinary martial arts can contend. If you let the sound soldiers plunge into the human body, not to mention that the human flesh, blood, meridians and bones will be shattered and eroded, even the soul will be shaken into nothingness. Extremely powerful, but an infinitely terrifying means of killing.

At the beginning, Han Yufeng slaughtered hundreds of people from the Duanmu family with this trick. He was famous!

However, at this moment, when countless sound soldiers were surging, the sea of ​​Beiming under Han Yufeng and Duanmu Zhengchun suddenly began to spin rapidly.

"Wow~"

As the black and cold water revolved rapidly, a huge whirlpool appeared in a blink of an eye!

The whirlpool turned faster and faster, getting bigger and bigger, and the huge sea water was emptied. Then, the mouth of a black hole, like the mouth of a beast, appeared under Han Yufeng!

"Mo~"

An inexplicable voice that seemed to come from the endless deep sea, endless ancient times, suddenly emerged from the depths of the whirlpool of the sea of ​​the North Ming. In the sound, there seemed to be some kind of aura of the law~

Abyss, devouring, refining...

"This is... Kunpeng!"

Han Yufeng's face finally changed when he felt the refined and pure atmosphere of the Great Dao.