"Sher~~~~"

After using the folded wave banner to curl the blood-wire wound power and the poison gas from the desolate god, although the black-faced old man escaped the danger of erosion, the banner flag also suffered obvious spiritual damage, and even cracks were eroded by the wound power.

When Chen Feng dripped the fallen poison onto the small sword, the treasure also had obvious spiritual loss, otherwise it would not have been crushed by the golden scissors.

Although the graceful woman's figure disappeared, the golden scissors fell into the hands of the black-faced old man.

Even though the folded wave banner was slightly damaged, the old man with black face holding the banner in one hand and the other holding the cutter in the other looked quite powerful.

Chen Feng approached the old man twice, but not only did not kill him, but was injured by him, which made some powerful monks who did not know much about the old man began to face his combat power.

"Kill Chen Feng and don't give him any chance."

While Huang Wenji was commanding Mu Jing and the remaining four of them, he also spurted an immortal sword out of his mouth.

"If you want to kill me, it's impossible for you to do this in your life, and you won't have the next life." Chen Feng, who was gasping for breath, did not mean to give up. Instead, he was like a wounded beast, and his aura became even more fierce and cruel.

"Huh~~~"

Before the remaining Mu Jing's four sons attacked Chen Feng, he had already put the vomited stone earrings on his right wrist.

"Buzz~~~"

Roots full of spiritual power rushed out of the forbidden patterns spreading out of the stone earrings, and pointed to the bracelet that gradually emerged on Chen Feng's right wrist.

The eighteen roots offered each to the quiet and dry pearls of dim light, and frantically injected spiritual power into the instrument body, which soon triggered the turbulent black and dry light to surge.

"Stop him, hurry..."

Huang Wenji looked at the dry bracelet that appeared on Chen Feng's wrist, which was caused by roots and thorns. He realized that something was wrong, so he should kill him first.

"Boom~~~"

Several thick emerald hulk pythons swept and bite at Huang Wenji, fighting with the fairy sword in his hand, triggering a violent explosion of light.

Compared with ordinary ancient treasures, the fairy sword in Huang Wenji's hand is obviously more spiritual, and the treasure is even more powerful, cutting out cracks of several giant pythons.

“Long~~~”

Just as the black-faced old man approached Chen Feng, an extremely heavy pressure burst out on his right wrist. A circle of roar was thrown out of the skyrocketing ring, and the black-faced old man flew out. Even the stacked wave banner that resisted the skyrocketing ring and the golden scissors were damaged suddenly intensified.

"That is Ruyihuan, the treasure of the previous master of Wangtianhai Pavilion!" Although the young man with a blank expression spoke in a voice to remind him, it did not help the black-faced old man. Instead, he took advantage of the fact that Ruyihuan was sacrificed by Chen Feng and rushed towards him with a palm-shaped fan.

"open!"

Seeing several monks swooping towards him, Chen Feng's eyes, with blood and tears, burst into bright lights, and his hands tear towards the space in front of him, causing one space to tremble violently.

"Boom~~~"

Two huge grinding stone pillars rotated out from mid-air. Although the human faces and objects on them were protruded and copied. They had been destroyed in the Lingxu Ancestor Tribulation, the suction force exposed by the rotation was still extremely terrifying.

“Ah~~~”

The three cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation were directly stirred into the gap between the rotating grinding stone pillars by a stream of suction from space, and their bodies were crushed in an instant.

“Woo~~~”

The strong wind like a tsunami whistle was swinging a palm fan in the young man's hands, not only resisting the suction of the rotating grinding stone pillars, but also spreading the endless clouds in the sky. The monks who were like mosquitoes and flies in the sky were swept away by the power of the palm fan.

In the tide caused by young people holding palm-leaf fans, even powerful monks who can stand firm in a world will feel the influence and feel uncomfortable when the time goes by.

"Boom~~~"

The dilapidated Muxue Peak was almost completely smashed, and the two grinding stone pillars that swallowed the huge wind in the air were also flashing and dark, obviously a little overwhelmed.

But no one could have imagined that in this huge wind that blocked his sight, Chen Feng actually drove the way with a skillful fan, escaped from the tide, and caught up with the black-faced old man who was knocked away by Ruyi Circle.

"Swoosh~~~"

The Ruyi ring that shrank after the power burst was stuck on Chen Feng's left wrist.

Seeing Chen Feng flying towards him with his feet on the craftsmanship, the black-faced old man with blood surging in the inner palace blocked his left arm holding the golden scissors and swung slightly, and the golden scissors had already swept into two sharp lights, sweeping towards the other party.

"Bang~~~"

Chen Feng chopped his right foot on the Tiangong clever fan, pulled up his body and turned over the golden clippers, and soon rushed towards the black-faced old man.

"Empty the turbid waves!"

The old man who frantically injected spiritual energy into the banner flag, waved it even caused the banner flag to explode, causing layers of huge waves like peaks and slapped at Chen Feng.

"One sword to flatten the sky!"

Chen Feng, who secretly took out the small black sword from the wilted bracelet, faced the surging huge waves and tsunamis, was full of surging in the form of Wuji Domineering intention, and swung his sword to cut the waves and brought out a line of crystal clear silk.

"Swish~~~"

The knife light cut out from the neck of the black-faced old man through the airing huge waves, and even hit a continuous mountain similar to Muxue Peak.

"Boom~~~"

Faced with the terrifying waves that were surging, Chen Feng, whose skin was blood-red with aura, did not move, but the sword light waving between heaven and earth suddenly caused an extremely huge gap to break out of the space. Not only did he swallow the empty waves into the void, but even a majestic mountain next to Muxue Peak slowly flew up half of the mountain.

"Is the ancient treasure activated by domineering intention? That little black knife is too terrible!" Most of the strong men were shocked by the power of Chen Feng's sword. The man standing on the rainbow silk and pale face seemed to have seen hope.

"Look at Chen Feng's current state, I'm afraid that it is the real hard time now. The spiritual light flame on the small black sword just now disappeared, and after using the domineering intention to activate the sword power, his breath has begun to fall back!" The cold and frosty woman of Mu Yu Sect looked not happy, but was much more solemn.

"Even with the support of ancient treasures with great power, this super-level combat power will not last long. Judging from this situation, it will be a waste of time." The woman in the palace dress had a slight fluctuation in her calm eyes.

After the battle reached this level, Chen Feng only killed four powerful monks who were quite threatening, including Huanxin and the tomboy, as well as two of them, including the graceful woman and the black-faced old man.

"Bang~~~"

As the sword light burst, not only was the sky flattened, but the black-faced old man's head also flew up, and his family's body gradually shattered in the sword energy.

The two grinding stone pillars disappeared between one world. Before the young man with a blank expression was waiting, he retreated with the power of the palm fan. Chen Feng, who was constantly gasping for breath, had disappeared.

"Puff~~~"

When Chen Feng appeared again, the small black knife in his hand had pierced into the shoulder of the young man with a look of a blank expression.

A beam of knife light kept pushing the young man backwards, but the young man who was severely injured was not panicked. Instead, he used one arm to tangle with Chen Feng's arm pushing the knife.

"Catched!"

The young black-haired man with an ordinary face and no sense of existence at first glance resisted Chen Feng's impact, and Huang Wenji couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.

"You did it on purpose!"

It felt that not only his arms were entangled by the young man, but even the black knife inserted into his shoulder was stuck in the young man's face. Chen Feng, who was hitting him, couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"This is a preparation to defeat you, you should be enlightened." The young man rolled on Chen Feng's right hand, and the index finger ring gradually burst out with twelve rays.

"This is the twelve shaking light swords of Wangtianhai Pavilion."

Chen Feng thought, and the Ruyi ring on his left wrist actually enlarged again. Not only did he push the young man's wrapped arm away, but he also shot out from his wrist, quickly hitting the other person's body.

"Swish! Swish! Swish~~~"

At the same time, the ring worn by the young man on his right index finger also burst out from close range to twelve tiny rays of light and shot at Chen Feng.

"Boom~~~"

A burst of air burst out, and the young man who was impacted by the small black knife and the Ruyi ring quickly flew backwards, but Chen Feng twisted his body and was twisted by twelve tiny tiny lights, and after gushing out blood, he disappeared into the world.

"It hurts so much. After a ancestral catastrophe, is there only such a thing left in the Blight of the Dead Pearl?" As soon as Chen Feng's blood gourd appeared, he couldn't wait to open a storage bag left in the stone chamber, took out a handful of spiritual pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

In the mysterious stone chamber, in addition to the thrown Ruyi ring, there are also nebula pots, shaking qin, small stone balls, a string of shiny rosary, gourds, king of the Zhou Dynasty, small metal bottles, and a broken puppet made from the dying metal.

This is Chen Feng’s entire family. If it were in the past, it would have been a bit scarce in the current crisis.

"Don't be dissatisfied. After swallowing the spiritual elixir, the Ruyi ring must be taken back quickly. There is nothing valuable in the storage bag except the Yaokong Stone. If you don't go out, those two women will probably not last long." The stone earrings that were put into Chen Feng's waist actually took off by themselves, and the crisp sound of an ancient tree stump was emitted.

"It's useless. After the Lingxu Ancestor Tribulation, these heavy treasures were burned, their power also decreased a lot. Otherwise, the black-faced old man could be killed in the circle just now." Although Chen Feng said this, he was struggling to eat, Lingcui who had been left in the mysterious stone chamber storage bag before.

"Although the power of the Ruyi ring has been greatly weakened, it is still an auxiliary treasure that is very good forging. As for the shaking qin and small stone beads, as well as the metal bottles that can only be regarded as weak treasures, it is useless." The ancient tree stump took off from the forbidden patterns emitted by the stone earrings, and quickly pulled the broken strings of the shaking qin again with the roots.

Chen Feng did not have much expectation for the small stone bead in the mysterious stone chamber. This stone bead was the treasure that Dugu Zhen shot at him when he forced the Nebula Pot.

As for the emerald green metal bottle, it is a poison contained in the corpse poison burial.

"Don't underestimate this emerald metal bottle. If the things in it explode, they may be more powerful than ancient treasures." Chen Feng grabbed the emerald metal bottle with black gas, and a vicious look appeared on his face.

Unlike fear of falling poison gas, Chen Feng seemed to be immune to the poison gas emitted in the green metal bottle. Even if he was eroded by it, he would not have too much crisis. Instead, he had the effect of using violent poison to refine his body.

"It seems that you have also discovered that in the spiritual world, some ancient treasures that have lost their spirituality are not yet carefully cultivated by cultivators. I will help you temporarily wake up the remaining spirituality of the shaking zither and this small stone bead. But it is best not to have too much expectations." After the ancient tree stump put the strings of the shaking zither on the shaking zither, it quickly used its roots to light up a circle of ripples on the body of the zither and the small stone beads.

As the owner of the wilted bracelet, with the changes in Chen Feng's thoughts, the mysterious stone chamber began to gradually assimilate with the external space.

It was discovered that Tu Dasheng was gradually at a disadvantage under the siege of some powerful monks. He began to approach the Crazy Python Sky-Devouring Tree and Ruan Yun. Chen Feng had used the technique of micro-carving to carve detonating runes on the surface of the emerald green metal bottle.

"Even if you have the supplement of spiritual sacred and elixirs, if you continue to fight like this, the cultivation level of the Jindan who has finally advanced to the mid-stage Jindan will be greatly affected. Moreover, the wilted bracelet does not have enough spiritual power, and it bursts out with too powerful power!" The ancient tree stump made a crisp sound and reminded Chen Feng.

"It's so hard to kill a few powerful monks. With the three of us, we are not opponents of those guys at all. We need to have new combat power to invest." Although Chen Feng stopped the blood from the twelve wounds on the **, he was unable to remove the wound power left by the twelve shaking light swords.

If someone sees Chen Feng at this time, he will find that the wounds left by the twelve Shaking Lightswords above his sturdy body were extremely deep, and a wound on his face could even be seen with bones.

"If you want to count on the elders of Mu Yu Sect, it may not work. Once the combat power of the cultivators in the realm of life and death is invested, it will only make the situation even more out of control. If you can win over those three people, you may be able to compete." The ancient tree stump pointed to Nangong Yan and the other two in the mysterious stone chamber assimilated the external space with a root.

"It's better to rely on myself if you want to count on them."

Chen Feng shot his body and rushed towards the young man who was severely injured.

"Don't be careless. He did not die, but hid in the bracelet. The weird bracelet probably had the power of assimilating space..." Before Huang Wenji could finish reminding the powerful monks, a small emerald green metal bottle had already emerged from the space and threw it towards the young man who was roaming his twelve shaking light swords.
To be continued...