Leng Fei looked at her.

Tang Lan said: "Little Star!"

Tang Xiaoyue nodded lightly, quickly opened a golden box next to her, lifted a purple robe, and handed it to Leng Fei.

"This is the Imperial Armor. Tang Lan said in a low voice: "You can block the blow of the master of the Divine Realm, wear this." ”

Leng Fei looked at this purple robe, it was plain, there was no strangeness or gorgeousness at all, it was no different from ordinary purple clothes.

He looked at Tang Lan.

Tang Lan said: "Hurry up and put it on." ”

Leng Fei nodded, directly took off the purple star robe, and put on the Imperial God Armor.

"Leng Feimo didn't run away, right?" Zhou Ningxin's calm voice sounded again.

Leng Fei said: "This is coming." ”

He put on the Imperial God Armor, which was even more qualitative than the Purple Star, and his heroic aura was also reduced by two points, and it became dim.

Tang Lan nodded with satisfaction.

Leng Fei smiled, hugged his fists, opened the curtain and strode out, and three flashes and two flashes had already appeared outside the camp.

In the middle of the empty avenue stood a gray-robed young man, with a plain appearance, a peaceful gaze, and the air around his body seemed to be quiet.

He clenched his fists and said, "But Leng Fei?"

"It's Leng. Leng Fei looked at him, and his heart was heavy: "I didn't expect the eldest disciple of the national teacher to come over in person, I was flattered!"

This gray-robed young man was like a fog, he couldn't see clearly, and he had completely merged with his surroundings.

There was a fog in front of him, empty, hazy, and if you close your eyes, you can't even feel his presence.

This is an extremely deep level of cultivation, in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, he is the strongest, as if he has penetrated the mysteries of the void and can integrate into the void.

"If you don't kill my Dainishi sergeant, the name will shock the entire Daxi, if you don't get rid of you, the morale of the Daxi army will be difficult to boost. Zhou Ning said calmly: "For the peace of Daxi, you can only borrow Leng Fei's head." ”

Leng Fei said: "Then it depends on your ability, the great disciple of the national teacher must have an amazing art industry, please!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm lightly and shot out a ray of thunder.

At the same time, he had already urged the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, and his cultivation was increased by four times, and the internal force around his body was rolling like a cold spring.

His cultivation was deep to a certain level, and his cultivation was strengthened by four times, and his internal force was directly purified to the level of spring water, and a qualitative change occurred.

He vaguely knew that this should be the prototype of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but he was now forcibly promoted, not the real Heavenly Spirit Realm, and if the realm couldn't keep up, he couldn't manipulate this power like a master of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Zhou Ningxin avoided it lightly and punched out.

A strange mountain appeared in the void, vast and lush, the peaks were full of plants, trees and strange rocks, and even seemed to be faintly infested with wild beasts, full of life.

Compared to this peak, the peak that Leng Fei showed when he cast the Taiyue Town Soul Hammer was dull and stiff, and it had no vitality at all.

Leng Fei was refreshed.

He had been looking for the gap between himself and the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and this time he saw Zhou Ningxin cast the Taiyue Town Soul Hammer, and he suddenly understood.

All things are biochemical, and creation is vast.

The so-called Heavenly Spirit Realm, in the final analysis, is to capture the opportunity of heaven and earth creation, full of vitality, rather than simply simulating all things.

When the aura is combined with this wisp of creative vitality, all things can be born.

"Poof!" a strange force vibrated through the void, scattering the thunder qi.

Leng Fei's expression was solemn.

He has always been full of confidence in thunder, which is the power of heaven and earth, from the most rigid to the yang, and the most powerful and pure, and nothing can stop it.

But this punch can shake away the thunder qi.

This is tantamount to shaking his killer weapon away.

He attaches great importance to this week's tranquility, and he has a killer weapon as soon as he comes up, but this killer weapon is useless, which makes him feel ominous.

"Snort!" A purple light drilled into Zhou Ningxin from his sleeve.

Zhou Ningxin punched out lightly.

The purple light of "Ding ......" was dispersed in the air, revealing the appearance of a heavenly thunder knife.

It stopped in the air, as if trembling, a meter away from Zhou Ningxin's fist, but it couldn't get close.

"Taiyue Town Soul Hammer!" Leng Fei snorted, "This is the ninth fist?"

"Eighth punch. Zhou Ning shook his head calmly and said, "The ninth fist needs the god realm to be able to perform. ”

Leng Fei frowned and said, "Eighth punch!"

He has been comprehending this Taiyue Town Soul Hammer, but unfortunately he has not entered the realm, and he has only practiced to the sixth fist so far.

Since the sixth punch was performed, he has hardly met an opponent.

Purple light slipped back into his sleeve.

Leng Fei found that this Zhou Ningxin's cultivation was crushing himself, pressing himself everywhere, and restraining all his martial arts.

He felt an inexplicable sense of despair, as if he was facing a towering giant peak, a giant peak that could not be overcome.

He took a deep breath, reined in his distracting thoughts and negative thoughts, and re-energized his spirits, his mind racing and thinking about a glimmer of life.

If it's not good, I'm going to die here today.

Zhou Ningxin can grind himself to death with only the Taiyue Town Soul Hammer, and he can shake away the flying knife, shake away the thunder qi, and shake away all his strength.

All his strength is ineffective against him, everything is a futile struggle, how can he not despair in this situation.

The Heavenly Thunder Knife, which trembled in the air, turned into a purple light and drilled back into his sleeve, lying still.

Zhou Ning said in his heart: "Your flying knife technique is indeed a must, no wonder you can kill those junior disciples." ”

He didn't look angry at all, and said that Leng Fei killed a few junior disciples, as if he was talking about strangers, and his mood did not fluctuate.

He is like an emotionless wooden man, just talking and acting according to certain rules.

Leng Fei knew that this was the result of his state of mind cultivation to a certain extent, not that he really had no feelings, but that he put his feelings aside and did not affect his thinking and actions.

That's the real scary.

Leng Fei said in a deep voice: "There are two kinds of mastery of the national teacher, one is the Taiyue Town Soul Hammer, and the other is the Golden Body Glass Divine Skill, right?"

"Do you want to see the Golden Body Glass Divine Skill?" Zhou Ning said calmly: "It's okay." ”

His body suddenly burst out with golden light, and his body quickly turned into a golden statue, and the golden light spread, forming a faint dome that enveloped him in it.

Zhou Ning said calmly: "This is the Golden Body Glass Divine Skill. ”

Leng Fei's face was solemn.

"Eat me!" he slapped again.

This time, Zhou Ningxin didn't even punch, and let his palm force hit him.

"Po!" The light mask shook slightly, and the palm power was already dispersed, and the force of the shock even made Leng Fei take two steps back.

King Yu and Tang Lan stood together, watching from afar.

"That's not good. King Yu said in a low voice: "It seems that Song Fengfeng has to be dispatched, Brother Leng can't stop this guy." ”

Tang Lan nodded lightly.

The gap between the two is clearly visible, Leng Fei is too far away from Zhou Ning's heart, and he is definitely not an opponent, like a child meeting an adult.

King Yu said: "The Great West National Master has to kill Brother Leng this time, and he swears to win, it's trouble!"

He turned his head and said, "Song worship, please take action!"

A middle-aged man took a step forward, and he was already close to him, and said with his fists clenched: "Lord Wang, I am invincible to this Zhou Ningxin." ”

"Hmm——?" King Yu frowned, "Can't beat him?"

The middle-aged man was mediocre in appearance, standing inconspicuously in the crowd, and people didn't know that he was worshipped, thinking that he was just an ordinary guard.

At this time, standing in front of King Yu, people still didn't believe it.