This is an ancient forbidden spell, with a domineering name, called; Poor and Poor! Whether it is a single attack or a group attack, it has extremely terrifying lethality, and once it is touched, it will enter the Yellow Spring.

Facing the poverty, Lu Suifeng made a puzzling movement, raised his empty left hand, touched his eyebrows with his middle two fingers, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he had not seen a tornado that swept in.

The tornado hurricane was a few feet apart, and a huge suction force had come out of it, and the green shirt that sucked and landed with the wind hunted and hunted, and the long hair was flying, but it was still as immobile as a mountain, and he didn't realize it, and the two fingers in the food always stopped at the center of his eyebrows, and no one knew the intention of this move.

"Hmph! Playing tricks is simply killing yourself, and today next year will be your death day!" Zi Tianxing's indifferent voice carried a bitter resentment, full of fiery murderous intent to avenge his son. The strength of the other party had exceeded his prediction, so he did not hesitate to spend a huge amount of spiritual power to release this ancient forbidden spell.

As he spoke, the tornado hurricane formed by the poor and the blue had already roared and swept towards Lu Suifeng, and it was too late to dodge at this time. If there is no means to deal with the counterbalance, there is only a complete elimination of life and death.

At this moment, a thick cyan mist of light suddenly burst out from the center of Lu Suifeng's eyebrows, centered on his body, and quickly spread, instantly enveloping his entire person, not dodging or dodging, and crashing into the tornado hurricane at an astonishing speed.

The tornado hurricane is purple and gold, and the fog that envelops the land is rich cyan, and the color of the two in the air is distinct. However, a shocking scene happened, although the cyan light mist was late, it was as strong as a stormy wave, and the moment the two sides came into contact, it suddenly expanded and expanded, directly enveloping the tornado hurricane.

The cyan mist of light continued to roll and surge, gradually engulfing the purple-gold tornado hurricane that buried it. In just a few moments, the void had completely turned into a rich cyan.

"This is the Wind Domain!" the corners of Zi Tianxing's mouth twitched, when could the domain become easy, and it was still a domain superposition, and there was not even a change in the field, resulting in a big explosion, which had completely subverted his perception of the domain.

The Ancient Forbidden Spell is indeed very powerful, but after all, that tornado hurricane evolved from the upper and poorest Biluo, once it encounters a real tornado hurricane in the wind realm, it is no suspense only to be swallowed and buried, and finally disappear into nothingness.

This is indeed a cognitively subversive accident for Zi Tianxing, I never dreamed that this kid in front of me would be so perverted, and even did such a thing as a realm superposition, fortunately, there was no accident, otherwise, the entire mountain would completely collapse, and it makes people shudder to think about it.

"Do you want to continue?" Lu Suifeng dispersed the realm, although the other party insisted on killing him, but reason told him that at least on this occasion, this crape myrtle peak master must not die in his own hands. Otherwise, the other party would have died at least twice at this time.

However, this crape myrtle peak lord had no such awareness, he snorted coldly with a gloomy face, his hands quickly transformed into a series of handprints, and a large orange-red fireball suddenly appeared above his head, like a round of scorching sun hanging there, reflecting his whole person in orange red.

This is a blazing flame fireball that fuses natal yang fire and spiritual power to burn, and its power can burn stone and melt gold. Everywhere the orange flames passed, the air was twisting and burning, and the temperature above the peak was soaring, making people feel that the water on their bodies was also rapidly evaporating.

Seeing this, Lu Suifeng's eyebrows were slightly condensed, and he didn't expect that the other party would not hesitate to burn the natal yang fire, and was bent on killing himself, which shows that his hatred for Tianwailou has reached the point of not dying, and there is absolutely no room for resolution.

The revenge of killing the son is not shared, and this move is indeed understandable. Although this son is not as good as a beast, he is innocent of death, and the relationship between father and son is difficult to give up, which makes people sad and helpless. Maybe if you miss today, this hatred will pass away like water, and there will be no time to repay it.

With a light sigh, in the roaring and running big fireball, an orange-red dragon head suddenly poked out, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a blood-colored flame towards Lu Suifeng.

This blood-colored flame was slightly the thickness of a human arm, ten meters apart, and the blazing waves of flames that rushed to the face made people's skin burn, like falling into a sea of fire, and the space in front of them seemed to be like magma surging.

"The water curtain is glorious!" Lu Suifeng's figure took two steps back, and his sleeves flicked in the air, bringing up a curtain of crystal brilliance, and hanging down in front of him.

Poof! The blood-colored flames inevitably hit the light of the water curtain, and the blazing flames were extinguished, causing a layer of ripples of water. Seeing this scene, the orange-red dragon head slowed down slightly, as if it had a spiritual circumvention of the water curtain brilliance, and actually swooped towards Lu Suifeng's side.

"Condensation!" Lu Suifeng's figure flickered, and he let out a soft drink, and the light of the water curtain suddenly contracted, and in a long dragon groan, a water dragon with a length of five meters condensed and formed.

The water dragon's body twisted, blocking in front of Lu Suifeng's body, and at the same time, it opened its mouth and spewed out a light blue breath, which shot straight towards the orange-red dragon head that was swooping in.

One red and one blue, two dragon breaths, pierced the sky almost at the same time, shooting towards each other, and the temperature of this space suddenly turned into two areas: ice and fire.

Where the water dragon was, it was as if even the moisture in the air had completely condensed. Wherever the orange dragon head was, the air seemed to be boiling and burning.

At this point, the battle between the two sides has risen from the battle of martial arts to the confrontation of sword intent, and even the frequent occurrence of forbidden spells in the realm, it is still a situation of equal strength, especially the Ziwei Peak Lord, who is completely fighting for his life and never dying. Those deep eyes were full of undisguised anger and murderous intent.

The lord of a peak was forced to such a point by a lonely and nameless boy, it can be said that his identity, face, and dignity were lost, and at such a time, no matter what the reason, it was impossible to let the other party leave this place alive.

Lu Suifeng's expression was still calm and indifferent, but his heart was particularly aggrieved, the other party insisted on killing himself and then quickly, but he could only be injured, but not killed, so that he was tied, frequently lost the opportunity, and was in danger, and he was almost injured and killed several times, and it was strange not to be depressed.

The two dragons confronted each other from afar, rendering the sky into two colors, half water blue and half fiery red, which is particularly spectacular.

The dragon's breath burst through the air, and the blue and blood-red light intertwined in the air, stumbling and tumbling, without giving in to each other.

The confrontation between the Polar Water Domain and the Flame Domain has only one result, that is, they control each other, cancel each other, lose both, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low. Sure enough, after a few moments, the volume of both sides was rapidly shrinking, and finally both turned into mist and sparks, dissolving into nothingness.

"You are the best young man the old man has ever seen in a hundred years, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a demon. Zi Tianxing stood in the void, and said in a deep voice, the resentment and murder in his eyes disappeared, becoming deeper and more unpredictable, this emotionless change is particularly terrifying, it is an absolute calmness of a master duel;

"Understandable, but, if you have the ability to defeat me, otherwise, everything is empty talk, and it is just a matter of words. Lu Suifeng said calmly, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his tone, giving people a feeling of humility.

"Really?" Zi Tianxing snorted coldly; "You are just a mid-level beginner in the Spirit God Realm, but the old man is a high-level fifth-rank, this kind of suppression at this level, fighting to the end, can definitely easily kill you." ＂

"The rank realm can only show the level of cultivation, and it is not equal to the real combat power, isn't it?" Lu Suifeng shook his head disappetically and said, "Otherwise, at this time, do you think I can still stand here and talk intact?"

The facts are there, leaving people speechless. Zi Tianxing just snorted coldly, he had already regarded the other party as an existence that was enough to threaten him, and he just wanted to suppress the other party in his heart. At this time, there was no need to hold back, the momentum of the whole person increased again, and a purple light surged out on his chest, quickly splitting left and right, covering the whole body.

Between his breaths, a purple armor transformed by spiritual power had enveloped his entire body from head to toe, and a spear also made of spiritual power poked out of his hand. The fierce momentum suddenly turned into a tangible, and the purple light flashed around it, like the stars shining, making people feel as if they were in the starry sky.

What's even more surprising is that there is still a unicorn as white as snow suspended in the starry sky, and the spiral-shaped unicorn glows with pure purple light. At this time, Zi Tianxing was sitting firmly among the unicorns, like a god of war descending from the sky.

It was only at this moment that everyone suddenly knew that this was the true combat state of this Ziwei Peak Lord, and the previous thrilling fight was just a side dish, and the real life-and-death battle had just begun.

No one even knew that this Crape Myrtle Peak Lord actually had a demon beast, and it was also a holy lone beast at the peak of the Holy Rank, called Starry Sky. In a sense, it has gone beyond the category of demon beasts and belongs to the existence of spirit beasts. It can transform into any form, and it can even assist in the cultivation of human beings, helping cultivators absorb the power of the sun, moon and stars, which is incomparably magical.

"Sure enough, I still underestimated this crape myrtle peak master!" Lu Suifeng also frowned slightly when he saw this, although he was shocked in his heart, his expression was still as calm as water, giving people a feeling that the lead was washed and the ancient well was waveless.

Deeply feeling the momentum and coercion from the other party, especially the dangerous feeling brought about by the unity of man and beast, if he didn't have the assistance of the same spirit beast, he wouldn't have the confidence to defeat the Ziwei Peak Lord in this state. And the result of defeat is absolutely a complete disappearance of life and death.