The strange ancient vitality of the Sutra Peak caused the shattered spatial medium that was rapidly reorganized by the thin old man and Yan Changchun's fists.

The tall and stout spirit seal scroll slowly unfolded, and thousands of strands of forbidden light shone out from the scroll, making a world quickly turn into a mysterious and dangerous place of forbidden.

The light ball in front of the ancient classics pavilion churned, and a small sword with compressed artistic conception collapsed out of it, and had returned to the hands of the white-haired and bearded sword Chen.

The nine-story giant tower went down with a roaring momentum, and the halo emitted by it kept pulling towards the body of the unknown and thin old man, and while affecting him, it seemed that he wanted to include him in it.

Seeing that Chen Feng was defeated by Lin Xiangqiao, the former leader of the Pilgrimage Peak, many people had already recognized the current situation.

Although Chen Feng, a small group of six people, is not unusual, but it is still far from fighting against powerful people in the life and death realm and becoming enemies with the six major sects.

“Woo~~~”

The dark golden light of the sky was blocked by the banned sunlight of the spirit sealed and banned scroll, and contracted outside the Sutra Peak, turning into an old man with dark golden light flowing all over the body.

"So many strong people attack low-level disciples, so they are not afraid of losing their identities!" The old man's deep smile resounded throughout the world, causing the expressions of a few people to change slightly.

"I didn't expect that an inconspicuous immortal cultivation family would hide a powerful existence like you in Feihua City!" A woman came from the camp of Tianyan Palace and sighed at the old man with a smile.

"In the Yuansheng Dynasty, it was not just me who had the opportunity to live forbidden place of immortality, including Qianji Sect. If the seven major sects and the royal family of the dynasty were not so active in their long-term life, how could you be so arrogant today?" The old man of the Wu clan seemed not too concerned about the current danger.

"It turned out to be a strong man in the Bath Tribulation Period. But what's going on with his body?" Li Zhen looked at the old man in Dark Gold, with a little surprise on his face.

Hai Ying shook her head: "Although the old man from the Wu clan is not as good as the Changchun Old Demon in terms of breath, his dark gold power brings me a sense of dangerous assimilation, which is somewhat similar to Yan Changchun's green gold body. Perhaps the power of the two of them may be related."

The light ball in front of the ancient classics gate quickly converged, revealing Chen Feng's torn figure.

Chen Feng opened his mouth and sucked the last ball of light into his mouth. His right arm seemed to have no intuition hanging on one side of his body. It was obvious that he was injured just after hitting the stone steps of the Suge.

Facing many strong men, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Xiangqiao, with a faint sense of anger that he could not vent.

"You see, I'm useless. Today, you are destined to be unable to avenge your revenge."

Lin Xiangqiu's soft horns pulled and pulled the seal of the dragon dancing with the Nine Heavens. It actually took off from his delicate body and rolled straight towards 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 Purgatory of Purgatory also came to an end. Accompanied by the swishing handprints, a round light ban flowing with runes was pushed out by the purgatory of Purgatory.

"Dragon Refining Thunder Domain!"

The young man with green robe and golden elbow breathed out and the amplified light ban was pouring out. Countless black dragons surged out from it. Each dragon was as thick as a mountain, and the loud bang brought by the movement was full of momentum.

"Click!Click!Click~~~~"

The unclear black dragon not only rushed towards the old dark gold man of the Wu clan, but also spit out black thunder and lightning at him.

Faced with the horrific scene of thousands of thunder and lightning, some talented disciples couldn't help but sigh at the domineering nature of the young man in the Jindan stage of Changchun Sect.

The bulging explosion even further expanded the Dragon Refining Thunder Domain and spread rampantly towards the Qianji Mountains.

“Long~~~”

The nameless and thin old man fell into the predicament of being besieged, and gradually became unable to do so. He was knocked back by the old demon Changchun and even drew a huge space gully.

“Woo~~~”

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

"Boom~~~"

Although the skinny old man held the sky with one hand, his legs were still deeply crushed by the giant tower, and the rocky ground where the sutra talismans flashed on the Sutra Peak.

"It seems that Chen Feng had already felt that in the surging situation, his and Qiao Qing's background had reached a limit. Even if they were burned out, they could not squeeze out any remaining combat power. In terms of overall strength, the six major sects are really terrible. It is difficult for those disciples in the Golden Pill stage to deal with it." Jiang Tianlang sighed.

"Why do you think Chen Feng had resisted Jian Chen's attack in the light group before?" Li Zhen stared at Chen Feng, who did not hold any treasures, and asked Feng Fan and others curiously.

Hai Ying was also a little confused, especially after hearing the crisp sound of the world before, he was even more suspicious.

"If it is an ancient treasure, Chen Feng still has two pieces, but at this time, the Hanyan female demon who helped him fight on the top has not yet appeared. It is a bit strange to have such combat power without using it." Wei Dong first thought of the little black sword waist ornament and the sound of the air fish.

Just as some powerful cultivators were thinking, Yuan Miaoqi, who was at the entrance of the Ancient Classic Pavilion, saw the Wanfo Chaozong Dao pattern in Chen Feng's figure flashing and dark, and could no longer help but speak: "The Wu clan has such a strong man, so you still need to worry? Let's retreat while it's still time..."

During the process of Chen Feng opening the Taoist pattern, some powerful people could feel that his spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, which obviously caused a great burden on it.

“Long~~~”

The skinny old man slapped his right hand towards the back of the left hand holding the giant tower, and a vast force was torn out. While the nine-story giant tower slowly rose, the Sutra Cang Peak even revealed large cracks.

"No matter how strong you used to be, there is no room for you to show up now." Yan Changchun suddenly appeared in front of the thin old man, with a golden light shining through the old man's chest amid the buzzing sound.

The dazzling green golden light surged up, but Yan Changchun felt a chill in his heart as he saw the ruthlessness of the skinny old man's face stunned.

Yan Changchun, who wanted to pull out his arm from the skinny old man's chest, was not only stuck tightly. He was immediately followed by the skinny old man's neck.

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

"Ao~~~~"

The sad dragon roar spread, and the great elder of the Wu clan who was in the Dragon Refining Thunder Realm was not only not destroyed by the purgatory thunder, but also the dark gold body was indestructible.

With the expansion of dark golden light, many terrifying black dragons were actually fixed in the air like metallization, no longer swimming and coiling.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~~~"

In the surging fist movements of the old men of the Wu clan, many black dragons with dark gold light attached were quickly shattered and exploded into large pieces of dark gold corpses fell outside the Sutra Peak.

"Liu Yayuan, if you don't come, I would have to take some more thought. The Anhao Golden Plate has been kept in your hands for so long, and it should be handed over to me." The old man from the Wu clan smiled and looked at the large pillars of the ancient scripture pavilion that flashed with a talisman, and reached out to take a look at the unknown thick wooden column.

"Huh~~~"

The thick column exudes dark golden light, and Liu Yayuan's appearance is actually strangely highlighted in the column.

The dark golden light was like a rust poison that was rapidly formed, not only spreading towards the pillars of the ancient classical pavilion, but even Liu Yayuan's prominent face and body were stained.

Until a round dark golden plate took off from the cylinder, a black knife was scratching towards Liu Yayuan's prominent neck without any intention.

"Clang~~~"

When Chen Feng held a black knife and cut the pillar on the supporting pavilion, Liu Yayuan's appearance and figure on the pillar were already vanished in advance.

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

"Swish~~~"

A roll of thick green vines rushed out of the ground far away from the ancient classics pavilion and gradually turned into Liu Yayuan's figure.

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

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

"I regret saving you, and I wish you could die immediately. Even a bitch like you would catch a lot of people in the Yuansheng Dynasty." Chen Feng's face was dull, but there was no trace of air blocking when he said.

Seeing Chen Feng and Liu Yayuan, a member of the once small gang, having a quarrel, a few people who have the mood of an old and strong man, couldn't help but sigh a little.

The people and things a cultivator encounters during his long years of practice are almost difficult to calculate.

Although Chen Feng said it was heartless, as a monk, some people had to admit that as far as the current situation was concerned, Chen Feng and Liu Yayuan had already had an irreconcilable contradiction.

“Long~~~”

The dark Hao golden plate, which was controlled by Liu Yayuan, surged wildly, stirring up the silk clouds released by the sealed spiritual ban scroll, causing huge cracks in the world to appear in the closed space of the Sutra Peak.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you take them down quickly and get the secret of the tomb..." The old demon Changchun, who was pinched out of cracks on his neck by the skinny old man, was restrained in his spiritual power and was not sucked by the swirling black hole vortex of Wupeng.

"It seems that you have been trapped in the Purgatory Peak for a long time and have become resistant to the power of devouring!" Seeing Jian Chen and some powerful men approaching with some disciples of extraordinary qualifications, the thin old man was slapped on the side of the old demon Changchun's head, and only twisted his head and fell to the ground.

"Boom~~~"

The surging waves swept over, and some cultivators who were approaching the skinny old man could not control their bodies in the messy waves and were directly scraped up.

"Huh~~~"

Just as the skinny old man had a black hole in his left fist and wanted to attack the fallen old demon Changchun again, his figure suddenly shook, and he rose and regained his backlash of breath.

From the unclosed fist hole of the skinny old man's chest, the brilliant green golden romance actually grew like a growth, spreading towards the meridians of the old man's whole body.

"Boom~~~"

The Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Forbidden forbidden by the terrifying power of the skinny old man finally broke through the domineering intention, blocked his power, and drilled straight into the fist hole in the skinny old man's chest.

Seeing Tengwu's nine-clawed colorful dragon, swaying the dragon body and tail, and desperately pouring into the thin old man's chest, Chen Feng's face couldn't help but become much more serious, and he secretly complained in his heart: "I didn't expect this old guy to be so useless..."

"Bang~~~"

The skinny old man had various halos churning in his body. Yan Changchun took the opportunity to get up with a wheel. His right fist was like a heavy cannon, and even a spiral of green gold bowl-shaped light was revealed during the shooting.

"Dong~~~"

The moment Yan Changchun's fist power touched the skinny old man, the old man's body had broken, and a huge black hole burst out.

Feeling the devouring power that expanded out of the black hole, Yan Changchun was not afraid, but instead showed a slight smile on his face: "You are finished..."

The woman walking out of Tianyan Palace drew mysterious fist gestures with her hands, and a huge star map gradually appeared in the void. Countless Tianyan runes gathered towards the center of the mirror-like star map, and even revealed an eternal and immortal aura of destruction.

The hissing sound of corrosion sounded, and while the black hole swallowed the spiritual energy, it poured out endless withered light, making Yan Changchun, who was nearby, first infected.

"Born wither!"

The thin old man's angry voice came out from the black hole, and the vast world quickly darkened. Even with the forbidden method, the treasure rays became rays of light, and the five fingers were gone.

The vast withered light is like stormy waves and everything melts. Some of the contaminated cultivators quickly appear to grow old, as if life is withering.

"Boy, I'm trying my best to help you, don't forget to fulfill your promise." The thin old man who caused the disaster of destruction seemed to be alert to Chen Feng at this time.
To be continued...