When a sect of three doors and four descendants was passed on, everyone changed color for it.

Yuan Zhenchuan felt the ethereal aura on everyone's body, and he already knew that these four people had come with spiritual weapons.

If these four people did not carry the treasure of Zhenzong, then Chen Yuan would still have a battle, but at this time, in this situation, I am afraid that Chen Yuan will be more than lucky.

When the four descendants appeared, the true lineages and even elders of many other sects hurriedly greeted them, wanting to greet them with a few polite words.

But the four of them ignored it, Ling Feng's eyes flickered, and he glanced at everyone:

"Where is Chen Yuan?"

As soon as these words came out, one after another eyes instantly converged on Chen Yuan.

"You are Chen Yuan?"

Ling Feng asked proudly.

"Not bad. ”

Chen Yuan nodded, his expression calm.

"You are willing to join my Supreme Sect, as long as you are willing to agree, you will not be to blame for what happened before. Ling Feng said with a cold look in his eyes. "If not, if you kill the six major masters and break the rules established by the Shangzong, how can the ancient martial arts land tolerate you?"

"Little Extreme Sect, how can you tolerate me. ”

Chen Yuan chuckled and shook his head. "Ant-like characters, kill and kill. ”

When Yuan Zhenchuan heard this, he sighed slightly in his heart.

Sure enough, as he expected, Chen Yuan definitely didn't think about entering the so-called upper sect.

"You kill the descendants of the six major sects, kill the six major masters, and destroy the ancient martial arts method established by my upper sect, you should be punished!"

Ling Feng's body trembled, and a three-foot golden and blue light shot out of his eyes, the murderous aura Ling Ran, anti-grinding and splashing ink, within a radius of dozens of zhang, many martial artists with low cultivation only felt chills all over their bodies, and couldn't help but retreat.

The sect wanted to recruit Chen Yuan, but Ling Feng was not embarrassed.

If Chen Yuan agrees, then his heir position will not be guaranteed.

At this time, seeing that he refused to solicit, it was even more in line with his wishes.

"Tut-tut, I'm really not afraid of death. The Infinite Gate Fang Hua shook his head lightly and said with a faint smile.

The cultivation of the Infinite Gate is the Purple Flame Exercise, which is known to burn all things, and at this time, under the extreme heat of the Heavenly Fire Cliff, he is even more like a fish in water, much stronger than outside.

"Sure enough, as rumored, arrogant to the extreme. Senior Brother Feng, do you need me to help you kill him?" Fang Hua continued.

Although he only has the peak of the middle stage of his artistic conception, he has a spiritual weapon, and the complementarity of his exercises here, makes his confidence skyrocket and he is eager to try.

"If you don't repent, it's not a pity to die. Li Yueling of Qidingmen has a beautiful appearance, an understatement in his tone, and regards Chen Yuan as something that can be killed at will.

These four people, with spiritual weapons to protect themselves, are not afraid at all in the face of Chen Yuan, who has achieved great artistic conception.

"Brothers and sisters, this is a misunderstanding. Big brother, he will agree......" Yuan Ling'er was a little anxious, gritted her teeth and said.

"Needless to say, since he refused my kindness to wait for the Shangzong, then he will be killed!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly and said no more.

He threw a punch in the air, and the vast strength and golden blue light suddenly swelled and condensed, turning into a golden mang's fist mark of more than ten zhang, which was pressed down like a small mountain.

Before the fist mark arrived, the strong wind pressure had already swept over.

Especially the Dao Gangfeng, which directly split the surrounding mountains and rocks, like a peerless weapon.

What the Extreme Supreme Sect cultivates is the incomparably pure Gangfeng Yuan Qi, and in terms of pure quality, it can almost reach the quality of the ordinary True Yuan.

Moreover, with the armband spirit weapon that he clasped in both hands, after the golden and blue light was added, it actually had the taste of a half-step holy realm.

"Big brother, be careful. ”

Yuan Ling'er's expression tightened.

Ling Feng obviously didn't have any hands left, and as soon as he made a move, he used the Extreme Sect's Gangfeng Peerless Technique, which also used the power of spiritual weapons.

He knew that the young man in front of him was not a simple character.

And his blow is a few points stronger than the previous joint strike of the six masters.

When the people around saw it, they changed color.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng is worthy of being the descendant of the Extreme Supreme Sect, this cultivation of the artistic conception of this body, coupled with that spiritual weapon, is simply terrifying!" someone nodded.

"I'm afraid that this young man has no chance of winning, this is much stronger than the artistic conception of the six major sects. ”

On the other side, someone shook his head and sighed.

And the people of the six major sects are all about to have a smug smile on their faces.

"Bang!"

I heard a loud noise, and the fist print that was overflowing with bright light suddenly exploded when it was still more than ten zhang away from Chen Yuan, and then turned into a wisp of breeze and dissipated without a trace.

Chen Yuan's black hair fluttered, and he was not hurt at all.

"What's going on?"

Everyone around was stunned.

Even the other three descendants are also very surprised, that Gangfeng fist strength, can penetrate the steel with holes, and there is also a spiritual weapon bonus, how can it suddenly dissipate?

Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and quickly came back to his senses.

"Little tricks, watch me kill you!"

He snorted coldly, and pointed with both hands:

"Go!"

Bang dang.

The void resounded, and the arm rings flew vertically.

I saw that two rays of light, one gold and one blue, extended out of his arm, and finally condensed into a green mang, which was swallowed in the air, extremely fast, and burst out violently.

The green mang seemed to pierce through the void in an instant, making a burst of sound tearing through the air, and slashed at Chen Yuan's head.

Extreme Sect Spirit Weapon, Green Thunder Sword Gang.

Seeing this, everyone's complexion changed slightly, and the power of this blow made everyone present tremble.

"Just Gangfeng sword qi, you want to hurt me too?"

Chen Yuan smiled lightly, his eyes flashing.

He didn't use any mana, he came out with the power of his divine sense.

I saw that the pair of arm rings fell meekly into Chen Yuan's hands.

Chen Yuan's divine sense is small, although he can't kill the artistic conception master with his eyes, but it is very easy to control the so-called spiritual weapon.

The Evil Divine Sword was controlled by Chen Yuan with the power of his divine sense.

"How is that possible?"

This time, everyone was completely stunned!

Especially the other three descendants, their faces were all stiff.

They have never seen or heard of such means.

The spirit weapon is the treasure of the various factions, and it is unbelievable that it was easily taken away by someone at this time.

You know, this is where the confidence of the ancestors dared to kill Chen Yuan.

As for Yuan Zhenchuan, he couldn't believe it, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Extremely shanggang, condensation!"

Ling Feng's expression changed, and he burst into applause.

He didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't going to sit still.

I saw that the green qi around his body was surging, and a black moon seemed to be rising from behind him, his whole body was flickering, the green qi was soaring, and the true yuan around his body was agitated, like wind and thunder, and the coercion was overwhelming, sweeping the scene.

At this time, Ling Feng showed the invincible momentum of the same level, and there was no trace of his hand.

"Noise. ”

This time, Chen Yuan didn't wait for him to make a move, and directly began to fight back.

I saw a purple light appear in his hand, and with a boom, the void thundered, and he held it in his palm.

"Extinguish!"

Chen Yuan flicked his fingers lightly.

The thunder and lightning in his hand pointed directly at Ling Feng.

When this thunderbolt just got out of his hand, it didn't bring any might, and it seemed to be silent.

And in an instant, it suddenly turned into rolling thunder, and the coercion was amazing, which seemed to make people a little breathless.

With this blow, Chen Yuan condensed the power of powerful divine consciousness in it.

Everyone's faces changed wildly.

Li Yueling shouted even louder:

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, retreat quickly!"

But the mood is late.

Chen Yuan's blow in the form of the Heavenly Thunder Eclipse and the power of divine consciousness was terrifying.

After Ling Feng saw this blow, he just reacted, and the extremely violent black moon was directly torn apart, and his whole person retreated at an extremely fast speed, turning into a black qi and fleeing.

He ...... How could he be so powerful?!'

Ling Feng was terrified in his heart.

He is also a master of artistic conception, but when he faced Chen Yuan the most, he felt that what he was facing was the feeling of a half-step holy realm.

"Fortunately, I dodged in time, so I had to return to the sect quickly, and ask the ancestor to come and kill!"

Ling Feng was so frightened that he was about to retreat, when he suddenly heard the sound of gasping cold air around him, and everyone looked at him with incredible eyes.

'What's wrong?'

Ling Feng suddenly felt bad in his heart.

He lowered his head, and only then did he see that there was a small wound on his chest, and a drop of blood was flowing from the wound.

Soon, however, the wound grew and the flesh was eroded, stretching from his chest to his entire body.

The one with Ling Feng's eyes far away, just when he wanted to cast a spell to organize his injury.

A surging power of divine consciousness suddenly exploded in his body.

Everyone only saw that this artistic conception of the Extreme Sect was passed down and came with the treasure of the Zhenzong, but at this time, it was blown into a cloud of blood mist, and it was evaporated by the extreme high temperature, leaving no trace of existence.

The void is born of thunder, the legend of the extreme sect, death!

At that moment, under the entire Tianhuo Cliff, there was no sound.

Even the other three descendants are speechless.

Especially the elders of the six major sects, their eyes are about to log out.

The artistic conception of the Shangzong who came with the treasure of the town faction is passed on, and he died like this?

After the spirit weapon was seized, it was also slashed by a thunderbolt?

This is completely beyond anyone's imagination.

Even Yuan Zhenchuan couldn't believe it, staring at Chen Yuan with his eyes, in case the Buddha got to know Chen Yuan again.

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This is a big chapter, probably a few points more expensive. I originally wanted to leave a part of it for a new chapter, but after thinking about it, I forgot it and wrote it together.

Yesterday I said that I wanted four changes, and I am busy until now that I have written it.

Everyone gets up in the morning and reads it, remember to vote for Lao Zhou, it's useless to keep it for the next day anyway.

Thank you, take a shower and go to bed.

I have to get up at 7 o'clock to go to work.

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