Hearing this, Ye Feng's mouth showed a trace of amusement:

"My name is Ye Feng! Why? Because you are a ghost! And I am a devil!!!"

As the words fell, waves of black demonic energy roared and spread along Ye Feng's body.

Demonic energy is rolling in!

Suddenly, a black skeleton condensed in mid-air!

evil!

gloomy!

It makes people feel creepy just by looking at it!

magic?

Seeing this scene, the young man with sarcoma was completely stunned.

He felt that the ghost energy in his body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and he suddenly let out a series of piercing screams.

It was as if every trace of ghostly energy wanted to escape from him.

"Demon cultivator! You...you are actually a demon cultivator!!!"

The face of the young man with sarcoma showed a look of horror and death.

He remembered his father's instructions.

They are ghost cultivators who can kill gods and immortals, but their only natural enemy is the devil!

Demons use divine flesh as food, fairy blood as wine, and ghost bones as cups!

They are the mortal enemies of gods and the nemesis of ghost cultivators!

If you encounter the devil, you will die!

This has become the fate of ghost cultivators!

"No! How can there be demons on earth! It's impossible..."

The young man with sarcoma was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

Immediately afterwards, he reacted:

"Night Breeze?"

"I remembered that my Black Cross branch was taken away by you! You killed Gong Zhantian! The powerful men of the four branches including Northern Europe were exterminated by you!!!"

Thinking of this, the young man with sarcoma was completely scared to death.

He never dreamed that he, who was so low-key in Jiang City, would encounter such a devil.

In fact, he began to regret in his heart. Even if he gave up his evil spirit, he was not willing to encounter this devil!

"I want to tell my father that the demon cultivator has reappeared! Kill him, you must kill him! Otherwise, the demon cultivator will be in trouble!!!

The young man with sarcoma turned pale as a sheet and was full of fear!

He controlled the ghost energy, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to press a number and call it!

It’s just that the keystrokes haven’t been completed yet!

Poof!

A broken sword penetrated his body!

Whoosh!

Scarlet is scattered, and flesh and blood are everywhere.

When the broken sword was retracted, Ye Feng had a black cylinder in his hand.

"Thank you for the ghost beads!"

"But, I still want your ghost fetus!!!"

As the solemn voice fell, the broken sword once again pierced the body of the young man with sarcoma.

When the broken sword was retracted, a ball exuding rich vitality suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's hands.

This is the destiny of ghost cultivators!

Ghost beads and ghost fetuses!

"Devil...Devil!!!"

The boundless terror in the eyes of the young man with sarcoma was completely frozen!
Chapter completed!