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Chapter 114: The atmosphere of the sky(1/2)

The dragon patterns on the top of the Pilgrimage of the Heavenly Dharma are flowing. Under the destruction of the majestic green vines, the dragon stage on the top of the Pilgrimage Peak was completely destroyed.

Being above the Nine-Clawed Dragon, watching Liu Yayuan and Qiao Xueqing exert their efforts one after another, many practitioners of Qianji Sect were extremely shocked.

Although there will be many disciples with extremely talented and extraordinary means in the Qianji Sect's previous glory ceremony and the sect competition, the terrifying methods of the two women Liu Yayuan and Qiao Xueqing still exceed the cognition of many disciples. Even the first peaks of some Qianji Sects looked extremely cautious.

"Boom~~~"

Under the grasp of the dragon pattern, the gray small peak was compressed and gradually disappeared by the giant dragon pattern hand.

The feminine young man who was severely injured by Chen Meng was also in the growing wildly green vines without knowing his life or death.

In addition to the girl of the Yuling Sect who rode a big white bear like a small meat mountain, the disciples of the six major sects were only an old man in yellow robe with blooming flowers and patterns, and he also maintained an extremely considerable combat power.

Tu Dashou, holding a curved black stick, was not as terrifying as the methods of the two girls Qiao Xueqing and Liu Yayuan, but he was also extremely brave.

The Manhun Stick greeted the old man with a flower-like pattern. The body seemed to have blood rays flowing. What was most frightening was the body of the Stick, which was thick with wrists, and countless small avatars appeared.

The densely packed small avatars have little facial features on the Manhun Stick, as if they are covered with a veil and want to break free from the constraints.

"Boom~~~"

As the old man in yellow robe fist and the barbarian soul rod were intertwined, the surging qi and light ball spread out, causing the space to shake slightly.

To many people's surprise, the old man in the yellow robe who had broken the thick green vines as thick as a hill with a fist and foot shadow, rolled out under the loud voice of Tu, obviously not as strong as her powerful brute force under the amplification of the barbarian soul rod.

"Fall down!"

Just as Tu shouted loudly at the old man in yellow robe, Chen Meng had already covered his killing and took advantage of the old man's back and his footing was not firmly stable, and he punched hard at the waist of the old man who was turning back.

“Long~~~”

The buzzing sound of fist, with the glazed diamond light, brings people the power to open up mountains and sky. Most people have not seen Chen Meng's fist contact with the old man's waist, and a diffuse star diamond light burst out behind the old man.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the figure of the old man in the yellow robe seemed to be broken behind him. His waist was bulging, his upper body and legs suddenly pulled closer, forming an arc.

"I didn't expect that the sky-booming cannon that the junior brother Chen Meng practiced had reached a level beyond perception and invisible fist shadows!" A middle-aged man from Wu Jifeng who was on the Nine-Clawed Dragon had a face full of admiration.

"It's still far from it. He just leveraged the power of the treasure. Even so, he could not achieve an invisible state and still had traces to follow. However, Chen Feng has made great progress compared to five years ago." Wu Jifeng's first seat spoke calmly.

“Master, what are you referring to?”

Although Wu Jifeng's middle-aged man had some speculations, he still couldn't help but confirm.

"Five years ago, Chen Feng was still in the pursuit of great momentum, but now it has completely changed. The compression and explosion of power are extremely particular. Judging from his actions, he can hardly feel the excess consumption of power." Wu Jifeng's first seat narrowed his eyes slightly, as if searching for Chen Feng's disappearing figure.

Just as the old man in yellow robe lost control of his body, a loud noise erupted on his head.

It was not until the old man shot at Tu Dashou that everyone saw Chen Feng's fist-swinging figure appear.

"Boom~~~"

Faced with the continuous blows and his consciousness became weaker, Tu Tu swung the barbarian soul stick with a loud voice and thrust it at the old man's neck without hesitation.

Seeing the old man's flower-like patterns breaking, he was treated like a human sandbag and was hit by Chen Feng, Tu loudly and Chen Meng, many people couldn't help but secretly get cold about the old man's experience.

Just looking at Chen Feng and the other two, you can guess the cultivation tendency of the three of them, which is mainly based on power.

Such a heavy critical strike kept falling on the old man. If it weren't for his strong defense of the flower-shaped path, if it were other strong people, they would have been wiped out by the heavy damage of the power.

"Old guy, it seems that it's really over. It's a pity that we were the ones who laughed and said that it was us in the end." Chen Feng shot the old man's body into a shrimp-shaped shape, rising towards the terrifying dragon pattern of the sky-raising method.

"Buzz~~~"

As many disciples inside and outside the Qianji Sect were sternly gaze, the Dharma-Shadow held the old man with a big hand, and finally filled his body with fine cracks.

“No~~~~”

The Taoist pattern was shattered, and the old man with a twisted body spoke out with great difficulty. The colorful beads floating in the sky actually burst into a dreamlike light.

“Woo~~~”

The sharp flowers transformed into the beads, rotating rapidly, surging into a huge storm, cutting out thousands of strands of brilliant scratches in a space.

The storm and tornado expanded rapidly, as if it was about to destroy one world and die together with Chen Feng and his group.

After losing the support of the black-haired man, the twelve evil corpse flags also swayed in the flower storm. The hideous evil corpses on the flag kept roaring and struggling, and were about to escape from it.

"What are you still doing while standing there? Get everything quickly."

In the storm, Chen Feng was calm and reminded Liu Yayuan.

Countless green vines were turbulent and surging, which not only caused a storm in the sky, but also twelve corpse flags to be buried and involved.

Because of the great powers of the tree world, the emerald green scenery of the entire Pilgrimage Peak was withering, as if the nutrients of the peak were taken away by the crazy growing green vines. This made Lin Xiangqiao, the first Pilgrimage Peak on the Nine-Clawed Dragon, look a little darker.

"Split~~~"

Qiao Xueqing waved her sleeves, and the dragon pattern behind her waving the giant arm of the magic star. She thrust the clouds and saw the moon roaring and dispersing the sharp flower storm.

The messy air flow was like waves, spreading out one by one, and even the Purgatory Peak with a majestic demonic energy was affected.

The wind swept away the clouds, the clear starry sky shining brightly, and the tree world shone rapidly, the holy peak of the sky was already devastated, and there was no longer the scene of the green holy spirit before.

Although many disciples of Qianji Sect did not get what they wanted to see Chen Feng open up the Taoist patterns of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in the Sect and the arrogant combat power, after seeing the power of Chen Feng, the small gang, even many of the heads of Qianji Sect could not help but secretly frightened by the vast foundation of the five people.

Many powerful people with extraordinary vision are speculating how strong the power hidden by Chen Feng and his group are, and how much terrifying combat power they show right now are still retained.

After looking at the girl of the Yuling Sect who was riding a big white bear, Qiao Xueqing did not chase him anymore, but slowly sank into the void through continuous seals.

The disciples of the six major sects were defeated and even killed. No one intervened anymore. Even Jian Chen, the old man from the Wanjian Sect, did not make any changes again.

After using their great powers, Qiao Xueqing and Liu Yayuan both showed some fatigue, as if they were under a lot of pressure.

However, Chen Feng seemed quite active in the hostile gaze of most of the disciples and elders of the six major sects. Not only did he put the twelve evil corpse flags into his pockets, but he did not even let go of the small stones turned into gray hills.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist's ancient sword being suppressed and put away by Chen Feng early, he also put a small seal of the middle-aged Taoist's suspected storage utensil into a storage bag. Many disciples inside and outside the sect couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Fengzi, what should I do with this guy who is neither male nor female?" Chen Meng dragged the hair of the feminine young man Li Zhong and pulled him to Chen Feng.

After taking a ring handed over by Chen Meng, the smile on Chen Feng's face seemed extremely evil: "If you lose the San Ling Peak, you are nothing. You are even worse than the old man who has deep flowers and charm."

"Chen Feng, I am the personal disciple of the Hang Hung Master. The Li clan is even more famous in the ancient Western region. You can't kill me..." Li Zhong was extremely scared in the face of Chen Feng's smile.

Chen Feng grabbed the feminine young man's neck with his big hand, as if he was holding up a small chicken. His right fist had a rare sound of breaking the wind and poured it into Li Zhong's face.

"Bang~~~"

With just one punch, the young man's face was sunken, his teeth were broken into powder, and fine cracks spread out from his collapsed face.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know who the person in the air is? I don't even know what the Li clan is. I really want to know what the spirit-scattering power you have cultivated will react when encountering the forbidden spirit stone." Chen Feng opened his mouth and sprayed a black forbidden spirit stone needle long with his fingers, which changed the faces of many people.

The storage methods of the gods in the belly are not unfamiliar to cultivators, but few people can use the gods in the belly to swallow the forbidden spirit stones.

"puff……"

The black stone needle long with his fingers quickly magnified and turned into a javelin. As everyone was watching, Chen Feng lifted up the feminine young man's body with his spiritual consciousness being dispersed, and directly inserted the black stone javelin from under it, revealing it from his shattered mouth of his upper body.

Seeing Chen Feng's cruel methods, it was like dealing with animals to be roasted. Most of the thousands of Ji Sect disciples on the Nine-Clawed Dragon felt uncomfortable in their buttocks.

"Hey! Ha~~~"

Chen Feng raised the penetrating feminine young man, as if he was shaking a flag and shouting. The cruel and tyrannical smile on his face made many people feel cold.

"Damn it, what are you doing..."

Faced with Chen Feng's cruel methods, Qiu Hong's face turned dark and shouted, as if thunder erupted throughout the world.

Tu was so scared that Tu loudly that he quickly took the body of an old man in yellow robe who was wrapped in rows of green leaves and circulated with runes of corpses sealed, and was next to Chen Feng.

"Why don't you put him down quickly. Since you have won, there is no need for you to do this..." Tu Dazhao persuaded Chen Feng anxiously.

Seeing Qiu Hong approaching the side of the leader of Qianji Ruan Ning, it seemed to be conveying a message. The smile that was hidden on the face of the goatee-bearded old man beside him was before, Chen Feng danced the feminine young corpse that was worn into strings, and his proud and arrogant expression was not concealed at all.

However, Qiao Xueqing seemed quite serious and put away the seal of the old man in the yellow robe and the bracelet left by the black-haired man who was annihilated by the sun sword flower.

Liu Yayuan fell in love with the beads that the old man in yellow robe had sprayed out before. After the sharp flower storm was calmed down, the beads with dreamy texture flowing, and she quickly mastered them.

As for Zhou Lingmo, a female disciple of the Changsheng Sect, she was scattered by Tu Dashou early in the morning and threw her broken body into the pile of rocks.

Unlike the old man in the yellow robe who hid the Taoist rhyme, Zhou Lingmo, who had not reached the Golden Pill stage, in Tu Daxu's opinion, the corpse has no value.

Seeing Ruan Ning's face on the Nine-Clawed Dragon, Chen Feng reacted quickly and quickly signaled Liu Yayuan to seal the feminine youth and Zhou Lingmo's bodies and put them in the storage bag.

After a great battle, only a forbidden spirit stone javelin that penetrated the feminine youth was left in the ruins of the Pilgrimage Peak, which was randomly thrown aside by Chen Feng.

Facing the angry disciples and the team leader of the Hanging Mountain, Chen Feng's eyes shook and looked at the disciples of the Pilgrimage Peak lineage: "Pilgrimage Peak disciple Xue Mingyu came down and died~~~"

"Die!Die~~~"

As Chen Feng's words echoed, they even brought great pressure to some low-level cultivators.

Feeling Chen Feng's fierce gaze, Xue Mingyu, who was standing not far from Lin Xiangqiao, the first seat of the Pilgrimage Peak, held her feet not far from Lin Xiangqiao, even though she was holding on and not retreating, there was fear hidden deep in her eyes.

It was already terrifying to be Chen Feng alone. In addition to a group of small gangs, let alone Xue Mingyu, even many heads of Qianji Sect were not sure to win against five.

"Rareless, you are a devil, you are completely devilish. Qianji Sect can't tolerate a guy like you." Before Lin Xiangqiao could speak out, Qiu Hong, who had a cold face, had already swept down from the air.

"Do you want to kill us all?"

Tu Dasheng stared at Qiu Hong with a look of alert, almost gritting his teeth and complaining to Chen Feng.

"I'm old, you're so embarrassing. Why are you fucked naked?" Chen Feng laughed, as if he didn't take Qiu Hong seriously at all.

"Did you hear it? He called that old man the old man..." A new disciple of Hao Nianfeng said in surprise at the people around him.
To be continued...
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