The aura storm swept across the entire Poison Prison Valley!

From the altar land, there is a fierce aftermath of cultivation!

Those disciples of the Poison Prison Valley, when this aftermath hit, their faces changed drastically, and many people who did not cultivate enough, under this aftermath, they all vomited blood.

Even the elders of the Poison Prison Valley were stunned and overwhelmed when they saw what was happening on this altar in an instant.

This large gang of Elder Gu and his disciples are all very entangled at the moment.

Up?or not?!

But looking at this posture, if you rush forward, you may not be killed by the attacker, but by your own valley master, after all, it seems that the latter is more likely.

At the same time, above the altar.

The entire blackstone altar was covered with dense cracks at the moment, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

The aura that condensed into the river fell from the sky, surging towards Zhou Hong's body, and his aura was soaring rapidly, but the kung fu of ten breaths had already surpassed the original peak of the Jiedan.

And at this moment, Qin Feng was holding Nangong Yiren's hand, and his left hand moved slightly to Nangong Yiren's dantian, and in his hand, a spiritual power was accumulating.

Rumble!

Right now!

On Zhou Hong's body, a completely different aura from before appeared in this world!

The coercion exuded was ten times stronger than before!

It was also at this moment that Qin Feng's eyes condensed violently, and a spiritual power instantly sank into Nangong Yiren's body, completely shattering that array in an extremely domineering way!

Bang!

A subtle voice sounded in Nangong Yiren's body, and after that array of eyes shattered, the black and purple light on Nangong Yiren's body also dissipated.

It was also at this moment that Zhou Hong's body, a circle of extremely powerful qi waves dispersed! The entire Black Stone Altar exploded!

Not only this altar, but also the entire mountain peaks around the Poison Prison Valley were shattered at this moment.

Boom Boom!

The peaks collapsed, countless rolling rubbles fell to the ground, and the entire Poison Prison Valley reverberated with such a rumbling sound.

Smoke and dust are billowing up.

All the disciples of the Poison Prison Valley were staring at the center of this open space at this moment, and the wave of qi just now made the disciples below the foundation of these people completely experience the feeling of walking on the edge of death.

Many Qi cultivation disciples were lying on the ground at this time, looking at the direction of the altar with a frightened expression, the wave of cultivation qi just now almost killed them one by one.

"Fake, fake baby?!"

"The valley master has achieved a fake baby?!"

"This, this, this... Isn't the Holy Lord also a false baby?!"

“......”

Above the sky, those Elder Gu Jiedan of the Poison Prison Valley didn't grow up eating rice fields, and when they felt this breath one by one, they all knew what was going on, and they were all able to tell what this breath represented.

Their valley master has become a false infant monk!

A false infant monk comparable to the Holy Lord!

Confused, completely confused!

"Are you feeling better?"

In the center of Wanzhang, above the ruins of the altar, Qin Feng's voice sounded gently, falling into the ears of Nangong Yiren in his arms.

"Hmm... It doesn't hurt anymore. ”

Nangong Yiren leaned on Qin Feng's arms, and with the collapse of that burst of eyes, he was obviously much soothed, but he was also tired.

"Madman, you've missed the best chance to kill me. ”

On the opposite side of Qin Feng, fifty zhang away, as the smoke and dust dissipated, Zhou Hong's figure slowly came out of it, and at this moment, the aura on his body had already undergone a complete change.

A pair of eyes, with a smug smile.

At this moment, his cultivation is a fake baby!

He does have proud capital, after all, in today's Yunshui Realm, except for the big man of Kunlun Mountain, the fake baby is already the ultimate peak of cultivation.

And Qin Feng, facing this Zhou Hong, who had become a fake infant monk, just glanced at it lightly, and there was no other expression.

"Crazy, it seems that this time, you are really going to lose. ”

Zhou Hong didn't care about Qin Feng's indifferent expression at all, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand, and in an instant, a scalp-numbing scene appeared.

With Zhou Hong as the center, countless black insects filled the heavens and the earth, covering all the starry nights and covering the ground, even those disciples of the Poison Prison Valley trembled when they saw this scene.

Not only that, but from Zhou Hong's body, there was an extremely thick black-purple poisonous mist emitted, but in an instant, these poisonous mist spread like a violent wind, enveloping the entire Poison Prison Valley.

"Run!"

"Run!"

“......”

At this moment, the moment the poisonous mist spread, those disciples of the Poison Prison Valley all widened their eyes in horror and ran out of the valley desperately, but there were still thousands of people shrouded in the poisonous mist, and they completely turned into blood in the screams.

Those Zhuji deacons and Elder Jiedan, the imperial weapons of the imperial weapon, the imperial wind of the imperial weapon, watched all this in the sky above this poisonous prison valley, and they all didn't know what to do.

They couldn't figure out what their own valley master was going to do, why did they want to kill their own valley disciples?!

Of course they didn't understand, because Zhou Hong didn't take these people's lives seriously at all.

The reason why these poisonous mist was emitted was just to create a battlefield in their favor, and as for the death of those poisonous prisoner Gu disciples, it was just a passing.

And he has always wondered why Qin Feng has not had any traces of poisoning from beginning to end!

You must know that his poison, in addition to the world's poison, is also mixed with soul poison, under the pill, one bite will die, and even the soul will be dispersed.

And by this moment, he had become a false infant monk, and his soul poison was even more violent!

I'm afraid that if the monk comes to take a bite, he will have to ascend to heaven with him.

But Qin Feng...

Zhou Hongmei had a trace of doubt in his eyebrows, looking at Qin Feng who was holding Nangong Yiren in front of him, as if these poisonous fogs were of no use to him at all.

He was right.

These poisonous mist are extremely poisonous to others, and for Qin Feng, they are of no use at all.

A little poisonous mist wants to kill me?! Do you really think that Lao Tzu's Eight or Nine Xuangong eats cabbage?!

Qin Feng looked coldly at Zhou Hong in front of him, this arrogant guy, in his ears, the Dinghai Divine Needle floated out, turned around a few times and turned into a half-zhang long, suspended in front of Qin Feng's body.

Looking at this golden hoop stick, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a look of expectation.

There is a trick that belongs to the Dinghai Divine Needle, and he knew the existence of this trick from the moment Qin Feng got the golden hoop stick, but he had never used it in this cloud and water realm.

Because he felt that using this trick in such a small interface in the Yunshui Realm was too cheap for the Golden Hoop Stick.

But now... He wants to use...

Because, he wants this rampant guy in front of him to thoroughly feel what real power is.

Although the Dinghai Divine Needle is powerful, after Sun Wukong entered the sainthood, he gradually found that the Dinghai Divine Needle could not match his strength, so in order to improve the level of the golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong refined ten dragons that were almost holy into the golden hoop stick.