Feeling the threat from all directions, Qingfeng's face was still as indifferent as water, the blue light in the phoenix's eyes flickered, and he couldn't see a trace of panicked emotion, the flame flying phoenix spear in his hand, trembling and trembling, the phantom of a fire phoenix came out from the tip of the gun, the phoenix's claws were like hooks and blades, the cyan flames were entangled, and lightning swooped towards the edge of the earth cage.

The flame-entangled phoenix claws were like tearing a sack like tearing apart, and the cage of heaven and earth was like paper paste, and in an instant, it was torn apart and torn out of a big hole, and in the next second, Qingfeng's whole person had turned into a cyan streamer, and rushed out of the cage gap like lightning.

As everyone knows, Qingfeng's figure just rushed out of the cage, and a pitch-black misty knife shadow was already wrapped in a strong aura of death, and it slashed towards the strange and silent air above Qingfeng's head.

Qingfeng has experienced countless times of nine deaths and a lifetime of grinding, and his keen sense of battle is very rich, and in the crisis, he is still shocked and not chaotic, and the flame flying phoenix spear in his hand is flying upward;

A cyan fire phoenix rushed out from the tip of the spear again, the phoenix's mouth was open, and between the flames, a unique blazing flame surged directly towards the pitch-black misty sword shadow, and instantly entered the arm of the seventh elder holding the knife along the blade, and the blazing heat made it have to give up the attack, muffled, staggered back two steps, and then got rid of the entanglement of the flames.

"The little girl is hateful!" the Seventh Elder couldn't bother to wipe away the blood from the corners of his mouth; "The Netherworld!" The black scythe in his hand danced rapidly, and a long black river full of death breathed through the sky, surging towards Qingfeng.

"There is no cliff in the sea of fire!" The flame flying phoenix spear in Qingfeng's hand pointed at the sky at the same time, and a sea of fire and blood tore through the sky, and it rushed down like a match.

Thundered...... Two rivers and seas formed by the convergence of elements, crashing together, rolling wind and clouds, red and black waves are intertwined and entangled, thundering the heaven and the earth, but they do not give in to each other, each other does not retreat an inch, one side of the world of heaven and earth, and the two colors occupy half of each side.

The figure of the Seven Elders was suspended above the long black river, with the pitch-black sky above his head, countless black streamers continued to rush from the top of his head, rolling into his body, and the whole body visibly swelled in a circle, flashing with a cold luster, looking extremely weird and gloomy, and he was covered with a black cloak on his body, and the cloak was densely covered with scales, and the black light flowed, holding a giant scythe, as if death had descended.

"Eyes of the Immortal God!" the Seven Elders roared with hideous faces, their cold eyes suddenly opened, and two black aurora rays containing soul fluctuations flashed out, exuding an astonishing death coercion.

"Immortal Fire Phoenix!" Qingfeng was suspended in a blood-red sea of fire, with a coquettish shout, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Phoenix, the whole body was instantly wrapped in a cyan blazing flame, a spiritual armor was quickly condensed on her body surface, the armor was densely covered with a layer of cyan phoenix feathers, the blazing flames were surrounded, and the flame flying phoenix spear in her hand pointed to the sky.

The previous collision is just a prologue, the real battle seems to have just begun, no one doubts the earth-shattering combat power of this little girl, and the next Yao Yi is bound to be thrilling, the wind and clouds change color, which is stronger and which is weaker?

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, everyone seemed to be able to hear the plucking of their hearts, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two sides of the confrontation, not even daring to blink their eyelids.

"The eyes of the god of the underworld, the soul is overwhelming, but it is a pity that it has gained its power, its form, but it has not won its god! Therefore, it is just a bluff, and it can't pose any threat to Benfeng at all. Qing Feng commented indifferently, as if he was unaware of the threat of death that came to his face, and he didn't have the current consciousness of a strong enemy.

"Is it?, it's enough to harvest the soul of your little girl!" The Seventh Elder said coldly, the black scythe in his hand shook slightly, and a black light burst out, and the void seemed to have been poked out of a hole, and a huge roar erupted.

The dark misty shadow of the sword slashed out of the air, wrapped in a strong aura of death, and slashed down towards the strange and silent air where Qingfeng was standing.

It's too fast! Everyone is secretly thinking to themselves, how to deal with this sudden slash if they change themselves? The answers are different, but there is only one conclusion, this kind of attack on the soul is absolutely unavoidable, and if you don't die, you will become an idiot!

The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched slightly, holding the gun in one hand, and it also flew out of the air, and a beam of flame Qingmang came first to meet the pitch-black misty knife shadow, like two flying meteors suddenly encountered in the air, but they suddenly stagnated in the void, and neither of them could advance a single inch.

A hint of surprise flashed in the pupils of the Seven Elders, his expression was still cold and arrogant, and a deep voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, as cold as ice. The black scythe trembled, and the frozen misty shadow exploded abruptly.

The black mist in the sky spreads out, and even the air seems to become viscous and moist, gradually resembling countless inky black water droplets, each drop of water seems to contain the power of a thousand catties...... These floating inky black water droplets suddenly converged in one place, and a surging wave of death was visibly formed with the naked eye.

The entire space was filled with the color of death, and at this moment, it seemed to turn into a long black river, and a giant sickle ten zhang long roared and slashed down at the same time, hanging above Qingfeng's head, constantly falling downward, crushing. It seems to feel the power of a kind of death, as if it can cut people into pulp and crumbs in an instant.

Under the old man's "eyes of the gods", no one can retreat with his whole body, and once the soul is damaged, even the unfathomable martial arts are difficult to display. The little girl is not quick to admit defeat, otherwise, it is possible to become an idiot. The Seventh Elder said indifferently, and this moment was full of conceit and arrogance.

Qingfeng deeply felt that the air around him had become unusually heavy at this time, and every drop of inky black water in the air seemed to be pressing on him like a thousand catties of boulders, as if his entire body was constantly sinking, as if he was about to fall into the sea of flames beneath him.

Seeing that the other party was still trying his best to resist his "Eyes of the Underworld", and there was no sign of surrendering and admitting defeat, the Seven Elders were shocked in their hearts, and the power of the water on their bodies increased a little more, and the water droplets in the air also added a bit of gravity.

The true combat power of these seven elders exceeded Qingfeng's expectations, making people feel extremely uneasy and a sense of crisis.

There was a coquettish cry in Qingfeng's heart, and countless gold elements were instantly ordered on the body of the gun, and only one shot was simply stabbed, without the momentum of destroying the city, and in an instant, a golden waning moon streamer burst out, and the inky black water droplets in the air burst and shattered, dissipating with a silk black mist.

With a bang, the black scythe suspended above his head broke apart, and at the same time, a beam of golden streamer was reflected in the cold eyes of the seven elders at the same time, filled with a waning moon, which was rapidly magnified, and the body and mind seemed to be torn apart, and the terrifying fear was spreading......

The proud "Eyes of the Underworld" fell apart in an instant under the impact of a golden waning moon streamer, and the seven elders couldn't help but shout angrily, the scythe in their hands roared and circled in the air, and the inky black water droplets around them instantly converged on the sickle, tearing apart the waning moon like thunder, and slashing straight towards the Qingfeng sky.

A roar erupted from the throats of the Seven Elders, roaring like thunder, causing eardrums to buzz and reverberate. Before the terrifying sword arrived, the coercion full of the breath of death came, constantly crushing, as if trying to crush the opponent's body into pieces......

This sword of the Seven Elders is full of the power of heaven and earth, and it can be described as extremely domineering. This thunderous blow, roaring, and a furious breath of death swept through the heavens and the earth, devouring everything.

The golden waning moon streamer shook into the air, and then shattered with tremors, turning into countless Venus stars flying everywhere.

The huge shock wave made Qingfeng's figure tremble and fly back a few meters, and suddenly, he saw the black scythe, as if tearing the sky in front of him in half, with a fierce and violent boundless murderous aura, slashing at his face.

The speed is so fast that people don't even have time to dodge the consciousness, and the world in front of them seems to disappear suddenly, giving people a feeling of death coming.

The lone star is like lightning, a little Venus blooms, and a floating arc of light is drawn in the air, as if it suddenly emerges from nothingness, and it cuts into the black scythe that slashes at it, and it explodes violently, and the space is distorted and confused, and the golden broken stars are scattered vertically and horizontally, and each starlight blooms with a sharp killing edge, and everywhere it goes, the black knife shadow scatters and splashes.

"Damn!" The Seven Elders were furious, quickly retracting the scattered black sword shadow, and reassembled into a black scythe in a breath, taking advantage of the opponent's spear momentum before it was retracted, it was already slashing towards Qingfeng's chest and abdomen like thunder.

Dozens of changes suddenly appeared between the trembling of the black scythe, and when Qingfeng was shocked, he was firmly locked by a cold death killing machine, and all the directions and angles of dodging seemed to be completely blocked by the extremely sharp blade. It gives birth to a feeling of despair that there is no way to go and no way to enter the ground.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly realized that the forces that this Gathering Star Pavilion could be included in the top ten of the Holy Heaven City were by no means in vain. The strength of these seven elders can be described as broad and profound, and the mystery is extremely mysterious. Under the cultivation of the same strength, I am afraid that I have been defeated at this moment, and I will be severely injured at the lightest, and I will be killed and cut with a knife at the worst.

The endless blade seemed to cut across the opponent's chest and abdomen as he wished, but the expression of the Seven Elders did not see a trace of joy, but revealed a sense of consternation.

The ups and downs of the two sides have been fighting at this time, and it is already roughly clear how many catties and taels each other have. Although this knife is sharp and weird, it will not be so easy to succeed.