The strange ancient vitality of the Tibetan Scripture Peak surged, causing the space medium that the thin old man and Yan Changchun's two fists intersected and shattered, and it was rapidly reorganized.

The tall and stout Spirit Sealing Scroll slowly unfolded, and thousands of strands of forbidden brilliance revealed from the scroll, making the Heaven and Earth quickly become a mysterious and dangerous forbidden place.

The light cluster in front of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion was churning, and a small sword with a compressed artistic conception collapsed from it, and it had returned to the hands of the white-haired and bearded Jian Chen.

The nine-story giant tower descended with a roaring momentum, and the halo it emitted continued to pull towards the figure of the nameless and thin old man, and while affecting it, it seemed to want to include him in it.

Seeing that Chen Feng was defeated by Lin Xiangqiao, the original Pilgrimage Peak Master, many people had already recognized the current situation at this time.

Although Chen Feng's small gang of six people is unusual, it is still too far away if he wants to confront the powerhouses of the life and death realm and be the enemy of the six major sects.

"Woo~~~"

The dark golden light that pierced the sky was blocked by the forbidden glow of the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Scroll, and contracted outside the Tibetan Scripture Peak, turning into an old man with a dark golden treasure light flowing all over his body.

"So many strong people are attacking low-level disciples, and they are not afraid of losing your identity!" The old man's deep laughter resounded through the world, making the expressions of a few people change slightly.

"I didn't expect that in Flying Flower City, an inconspicuous immortal cultivation family, would hide a powerful existence like you!" a woman came out of the camp of Tianyan Palace, and sighed to the old man of dark gold with a smile.

"In the Yuansheng Dynasty, it is not only the old man who has obtained the opportunity of the immortal forbidden land, including the Thousand Machines Sect, if the seven major sects and the royal family of the dynasty are not so active in camping for a long time. Why are you so arrogant today? "The old man of the Wu clan doesn't seem to care too much about the current danger.

"It turned out to be a strong man in the bath robbery period, but what happened to his body?" Li Zhen looked at the dark gold old man. There was a slight surprise on his face.

Hai Yingxin shook his head: "The old man of the Wu clan, although he can't compare to the old demon of Changchun in terms of breath, but his dark gold power brings me a dangerous sense of assimilation, somewhat similar to Yan Changchun's emerald gold body, maybe the strength of the two of them is related." ”

The light in front of the door of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion quickly converged, revealing Chen Feng's tattered figure.

He opened his mouth and sucked the last touch of light into his mouth. The right arm seemed to be unintuitive and drooping to the side of the body, apparently injured when it had just hit the stone steps of the Pavilion.

Facing many strong people, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed. stared at Lin Xiangqiao, faintly revealing that there was no way to vent her anger.

"You see I'm useless, your revenge today is destined to be revenge. ”

Lin Xiang Qiaorou pulled and led on the fragrant shoulder, and the seal of the dragon dance for nine days was forbidden. It came out of the skin of its delicate body. Straight to the thin old man who was constantly entangled with Yan Changchun.

"Buzz~~~"

At the same time, the composite seal of the thirty-six hands of the Statue of Purgatory also came to an end, and the swishing handprints surged up like a flower in full bloom, and a round light ban with runes circulating was actually pushed out by the Statue of Purgatory.

"Dragon Refining Thunder Domain!"

The green-robed Jindan youth exhaled and spoke, and the amplified light was forbidden, and countless black dragons poured out of it. Each dragon is as thick as a mountain peak, and the roar of swimming is bringing. Full of momentum.

"Click!click~~~"

The black swimming dragon with unknown values not only rushed towards the dark gold old man of the Wu clan, but also spat out black thunder and lightning at him.

In the face of the terrifying scene of ten thousand thunderbolts raging, some disciples with extraordinary talents couldn't help but sigh at the domineering of this young man in the Jindan period of Changchun Gate.

The bulging explosion even caused the Dragon Refining Thunder Domain to expand further, surging and spreading towards the Thousand Machines Mountain Range.

"Takashi ~~~"

The nameless and thin old man fell into the predicament of being besieged, and he was gradually unable to do it, and was repelled by the Changchun old devil's punch, and even drew a huge spatial gap.

"Woo~~~"

The nine-story giant tower took the opportunity to rotate and press, and each layer released a different halo of ripples.

"Boom~~~"

Although the wizened old man was in the sky with one hand, his legs were still deeply pressed by the giant tower, and the scripture talisman of the Tibetan Scripture Peak was flickering on the rocky ground.

"It seems that Chen Feng has already felt early in the morning that in the turbulent situation of the dark tide, he and Qiao Qing's heritage has reached a limit, even if it burns out, it will not be able to squeeze out any residual combat power, in terms of overall strength, the six major sects are really terrifying, just those few disciples of the Jindan period, it is difficult to deal with. Jiang Tianlang sighed and said.

"Do you think that in the light group before, why did Chen Feng resist Jian Chen's attack?" Li Zhen stared at Chen Feng, who did not hold any treasures, and asked Feng Fan and the others with some curiosity.

Hai Yingxin was also a little unclear, especially after hearing the crisp sound that permeated the world before, he was even more suspicious.

"If you want to say that it is an ancient treasure, Chen Feng still has two pieces, but at this time, the Han Yan Female Demon who helped him in the battle on the top has not yet appeared, and it is a little strange to have such a combat power not to use it. "Wei Dong's first thought was the little black knife waist ornament and the hollow ringing fish.

Just when some strong cultivators were thinking, Yuan Miaoqi, who was at the door of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, saw the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect Dao patterns displayed by Chen Feng's figure flickering and dimming, and couldn't help but speak: "The Wu clan has such a strong person, do you still need to worry......?

In the process of Chen Feng's opening of the Dao pattern, some strong people could feel that the power of his spiritual sense was rapidly depleting, and it was obvious that it had caused a great burden on him.

"Takashi ~~~"

The thin old man's right hand slapped the back of his left hand holding the giant tower, and a vast force tore out, and while the nine-story giant tower slowly rose, the Tibetan Scripture Peak even revealed a big crack.

"No matter how strong you were before, there is no room for you to come forward now. Yan Changchun suddenly appeared in front of the thin old man, and his fist revealed the emerald golden brilliance, piercing the old man's chest in a buzzing sound.

The dazzling emerald golden light burst out, but seeing the ruthlessness revealed after the thin old man's face was stunned for a moment, Yan Changchun's heart was cold.

Yan Changchun, who wanted to pull out his arm from the thin old man's chest, was not only stuck. Immediately after that, the emaciated old man grabbed him by the neck.

The sound of tense stretching of muscles sounded, just as Yan Changchun reluctantly pulled his arm out of the thin old man's chest with a frightened face. The thin old man already had an irritable smile on his face, and the five fingers of his claws turned into a small black hole, constantly devouring the spiritual power of Yan Zhangchun's body.

"Wow~~~"

The desolate dragon groan spread, and the great elder of the Wu clan who was in the Dragon Refining Thunder Domain was not only not created by the thunder of purgatory, but the dark gold body was even more indestructible.

With the expansion of the dark golden brilliance. Many terrifying black dragons were frozen in mid-air as if they were metalized, and they no longer swam and coiled.

"Boom!Boom!Boom~~~"

In the surging fists of the old men of the Wu clan. The many black dragons that were attached to the dark gold brilliance were quickly crushed, and the dark gold corpses that exploded into large chunks fell on the periphery of the Tibetan Scripture Peak.

"Liu Yayuan, if you don't come. I can't say it's going to take a lot of effort. The Dark Hao Gold Plate has been kept in your hands for so long, and it is time to return it to the old man. The old man of the Wu clan smiled and glanced at the flickering pillar of the ancient scripture pavilion, and stretched out his hand to take a picture of the unknown wooden stout pillar.

"Whew~~~"

The thick pillar revealed a dark golden brilliance, and Liu Yayuan's posture was unexpectedly highlighted in the column.

The dark golden brilliance was like a rapidly formed rust and fierce poison, not only spreading towards the pillars of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion. Even Liu Yayuan's prominent face and figure were stained.

Until a round dark Hao gold disc came out of the cylinder, a black knife. It was already unexpectedly slashed at Liu Yayuan's prominent neck.

"锵~~~"

When Chen Feng was holding a black knife and slashing the pillar of the pavilion, Liu Yayuan's prominent appearance and figure on the pillar had already disappeared in advance.

In a series of sparks, the dark golden brilliance on the pillar of the pavilion was quickly absorbed by the pillar.

"Snort~~~"

A roll of thick green vines burst out of the ground in the distance of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, gradually turning into Liu Yayuan's figure.

"Chen Feng, do you want to kill me so much?"

Although she got rid of the contamination of dark golden brilliance, Liu Yayuan was a little angry.

"I regret saving you at the beginning, and I can't wait for you to die immediately, a cheap woman like you, even in the Yuansheng Dynasty, is a big handful. Chen Feng's face was blank, but there was no trace of air blocking in the words he said.

Seeing that Chen Feng and Liu Yayuan, who were once members of a small gang, were stiff, and the few people who had the mentality of an old and strong man, they couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The people and things that a cultivator encounters during his long years of cultivation are almost incalculable.

Although Chen Feng said that he was ruthless, as a monk, some people had to admit that in terms of the current situation, Chen Feng and Liu Yayuan had already had irreconcilable contradictions.

"Takashi ~~~"

The dark Hao gold plate that was out of Liu Yayuan's control skyrocketed wildly, stirring the silk glow released by the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Scroll, causing a large crack in heaven and earth to appear in the space of the closed Tibetan Scripture Peak.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and take them down, it's important to get the secret of the scripture tomb......" The old demon of Changchun, whose neck was pinched out of the crack by the thin old man, was full of restrained spiritual power, and he was not sucked by the swirling black hole vortex of the five pengs.

"It seems that you have been trapped in Purgatory Peak for a long time, and you have developed resistance to the power of devouring!" Seeing that several strong men of Jian Chen and some disciples with extraordinary qualifications approached one after another, the thin old man laughed and laughed, and a punch was placed on the side of the Changchun Old Demon's head, only to distort his head, and his body fell to the ground.

"Boom~~~"

The turbulent qi wave swept through, and some cultivators who were close to the thin old man couldn't even control their bodies in the messy qi waves, and they were blown up.

"Whew~~~"

Just when the thin old man's left fist fluffed up the black hole brilliance, and he wanted to attack the head of the fallen Changchun old demon again, his body suddenly shook, and he rose up with a back-and-forth internal breath.

From the unclosed fist hole on the chest of the thin old man, the brilliant emerald golden charm was like growth, spreading towards the meridians of the old man's body.

"Boom~~~"

The Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Forbidden Dance, which was blocked by the terrifying strength of the thin old man, finally broke through the blockade of domineering and strength, and went straight to the fist hole in the chest of the thin old man.

Seeing the dancing nine-clawed colored dragon, swaying the dragon body and tail, desperately pouring into the chest of the thin old man, Chen Feng's face couldn't help but be a lot more solemn, and he secretly slandered in his heart: "I didn't expect this old guy to be so useless......

"Bang~~~"

The thin old man's body was churning, and Yan Changchun took the opportunity to get up. The right fist is like a heavy cannon, and in the process of hitting, it even reveals a swirl of emerald gold bowl-like brilliance.

"Knock~~~"

At the moment when Yan Changchun's fist power came into contact with the thin old man. It had already shattered the old man's body and exploded into a huge black hole.

Feeling the devouring power of the black hole that expanded, Yan Changchun was not afraid, but instead showed a dark smile on his face: "You're done......

The woman who came out of the Tianyan Hall drew a mysterious fist with both hands, and a huge star map gradually appeared in the void, and countless Tianyan runes converged towards the center of the mirror-like star map. It even exudes an aura of eternal immortal destruction.

A sneering sound of corrosion sounded, and while the black hole devoured the aura, endless desolation splendor poured out. Let Yan Changchun, who was nearby, be the first to be contaminated.

"Blighted!"

The angry voice of the thin old man came out of the black hole, and the vast world quickly darkened, even if there was a forbidden law and a treasure glow, it became impossible to reach out and lose five fingers.

The vast desolation is as bright as a stormy wave, and nothing melts. Some of the cultivators who were contaminated. Quickly appeared old, as if life was withering.

"Boy, the old man is trying his best to help you, don't forget to fulfill your promise. The thin old man who caused the catastrophe of the destruction of the world, his words at this time seemed to be wary of Chen Feng.

"Of course, it's just that I didn't expect the desolate qi you devoured to reach such a level. It's almost time to catch up with the arrival of the Desolate Forbidden Land!" Chen Feng's eyes glowed with black essence, and he waved his hand to draw a curtain of desolate light. helped Qiao Xueqing and the others block the desolate aura of the big waves crashing on the reef, and their bodies quickly disappeared into absolute darkness.

The void where the viscous desolate light diffused, even formed a quagmire-like Jedi, and the few cultivators who had no time to escape were gradually contaminated with the extremely resilient desolate mist film, sinking into the desolate mire, and there was no longer a sound.

In the absolute darkness of the Band Burial Realm, even the prohibition and hegemony could not survive, and only a few people could see the ten thousand pythons gushing out of the black hole.

"Poof~~~"

The mysterious constellation diagram cast by the woman of the Tianyan Hall shot out an eternal and immortal beam of destruction, and although the sound was suppressed, it discharged the desolate brilliance and penetrated the depths of the black hole.

"Tom~~~"

Following the Beam of Destruction, an enlarged star rod was sacrificed by Sword Dust and projected into the black hole, causing the black hole to distort with a muffled sound.

Chen Feng is no stranger to the star rod sacrificed by Jian Chen, this giant stick that brings people the power of the sky is the heavy treasure he released in the Tianji Peak Auction and Trading Center.

In the turbulent waves of desolate brilliance, Chen Feng approached the Jindan stage youth of the Imperial Spirit Sect with the Horn of Heaven Splitting without hindrance, the other party seemed to feel the crisis, and the mirror brilliance from his palms turned into a sharp angle, and he slashed towards the surrounding space.

In the sweep of the Heaven-Splitting Light, a circle of Void Faults had already rumbled out, and even a part of the Desolation Qi was leaked into the Void Fault.

"Damn, this kid is really scary......"

Chen Feng secretly scolded in his heart and retreated, and the desolate qi that leaked into the void fault seemed to be pulled back by him, surging madly towards the body of the young man in the Jindan period.

Under the gaze of Chen Feng's pair of funeral eyes, the desolate qi released by the black hole of the thin old man's body was quickly used by him, and he kept entanglement towards the strong man who still had the strength to protect himself in a desperate situation.

"Knock~~~"

The huge black hole oscillated after the star rod was inserted for a period of time, and it was very out of control.

"Die!"

The Sword Dust Daoist turned his hand and pushed it on one end of the Xingyan rod, and while the huge rod body penetrated into the black hole again, it even caused layers of cracks to appear in the twisted and swirling black hole.

"Whoosh!"

The deep black hole was pierced through it, and a stellar streamer with the light and shadow of the thin old man shot straight into the depths of the endless vast sea of stars.

"Buzz~~~"

As soon as the desolate light in the sky had a tendency to follow the light and shadow of the thin old man to be banished, it was suppressed by the thirty-six desolate ancient texts swirled by Chen Feng's pair of funeral eyes.

"This is the best, although you are banished in the endless starry sky, but the desolation that corrodes the soul and body is stripped away, so I can feel at ease. Chen Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The huge starry rod, with the light and shadow of the thin old man, turned into a brilliance that had not dissipated for a long time in the vast and endless starry sky.

The Sword Dust Daoist who had abandoned the ancient treasure saw that the desolate aura in the void did not dissipate in the slightest, but became more and more violent, like a giant python constantly rising from the void quagmire, and his heart was both distressed and a little panny.

"You're next!"

Chen Feng held a black knife with a simple pattern, and before he could make a move on Lin Xiang, who was struggling to support the bleak giant python, the figure of the old demon of Changchun appeared with a fierce aura.

Dragged by the desolate brilliance, the Changchun Old Demon was not only unmoved, but was rapidly approaching Chen Feng, and found him easily in the absolute darkness of the void mire.

Seeing Yan Changchun's momentum coming, although Chen Feng showed an unwilling look on his face, he flinched, and his figure had already moved to the front of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion in a swirl.

What made Chen Feng a little disappointed was that the old man of the Wu clan, who was dressed in dark golden brilliance, instead of helping him in an unfavorable situation, instead took advantage of the thin old man to use his means and shot towards the mountain where the entrance of the tomb was located.

"Let's go, it seems that the Wu clan is not on the same path as you after all, and in front of the powerhouses of the six major sects, it will be very difficult for us to protect ourselves. Qiao Xueqing couldn't help but sigh when she saw the figure of the dark gold old man forcibly squeezing into the mountain wall.

"Damn old fellow, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he made up his mind to use me early in the morning to create conditions for him to forcibly break into the scripture tomb......" Chen Feng said angrily, opening his mouth to suck water, and began to extract the desolate qi in the void.

If it hadn't been for this change, maybe he would have waited until the ten-year agreed period to open the immortal stone talisman and enter the ancient immortal tomb. Yuan Miaoqi retreated towards the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, as if she was ready to run away at any time.

(Thank you for the 200 starting coins tip and 20 chapters for me.) (To be continued......)