The lush ancient forests in Shenglin City, with ancient trees and vines, were cut off from a half-person high position and slowly floated into the air.

Judging from Feng Fei's actions of controlling the vines just now, Chen Feng felt that he was more like a monk with wooden spirit roots.

Zheng Shuang controlled the ancient crystal energy mecha, and the line of sword light swept out from the ancient sword held by the ancient sword was forced to give in. Even Feng Fei, who turned against him, had to give in. He fell out of the forest, and he was dangerously close to the sword energy and made a backflip to avoid it.

After the waves of strength turbulently, Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun, who had stabilized their bodies, did not take out the treasure, but observed the situation of the Holy Forest Academy and the actions of the handsome man.

"Mao San, you're fine, right?"

A burst of explosive power overflowed. Chen Feng, wearing bone armor, caught Mao San's figure and took five steps back to remove the force of the terrifying vine raid.

"I have said I'm going to kill him. Today I'm going to kill everyone in the Holy Forest Academy." Mao San, who had a wisp of blood on the corner of his mouth, suffered a loss, and his fierce expression was even a little furious.

"Then let it go, I will support you."

Chen Feng's appearance, whose face blurred from the bone armor, showed a smile, and the wrinkled bracelet also emerged from his right wrist.

"Die~~~"

Just as Chen Feng took out the back of the Rongling Sand Gourd and held the ancient fishing rod in his hand, Mao San stabilized his body, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and stretched his right arm towards Feng Fei, who dodged the power of the ancient crystal energy mecha.

"Buzz~~~"

Seeing Mao Sanza stance, his lower plate was as steady as a rock, and his right arm was grabbed by his left hand. He spread densely with ancient Chinese literature, like layer by layer of amplification arrays. Chen Feng's face became increasingly rich with a look of surprise.

"Boom~~~"

Mao San waved his right arm and fisted. As the layers of dense ancient texts were raising terrible energy, a single punching cannon was released from Mao San's flat-stretched right arm.

"Long!Long!Long~~~"

Although Feng Fei's body is solid, he is quite flexible in dodging, just like a stream of light surrounding the pillar of destruction.

"Master Mao depends on how long you can hide."

Mao San, who was difficult to take Feng Fei, had a crazy smile on his fat face, and his arms stretching posture remained unchanged. But his feet began to turn.

Although Feng Fei avoided Mao San's terrifying boxing cannon, as the fist beam swept across, it triggered a series of fan-shaped explosions at the Holy Forest Academy, and I don't know how many monks' lives were devoured.

A group of powerful men from the Holy Forest Academy were destroyed by Mao San's means of transcending the spiritual level before they could move forward after the war started.

"The breath of these three guys..."

Mu Qian glanced at Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun, conveying a slightly shocked message.

"The turmoil in Qingliang City before. These three people were afraid of being affected by the law of disasters and disasters, so even if they suffered severe damage, they tried their best to restrain their breath, but the situation is different now." Ruan Yun retreated slightly and seemed to have expected it.

Unlike Mao San, he is like an ancient treasure. Although Ba Zhe did not take action, his body also changed.

"Have you planted the Yuexian vine into your body?"

Seeing that Ba Zhe was tense and swollen, his body was full of blue veins, as if it contained uncontrollable powerful power. Chen Feng couldn't help but have a playful smile in his eyes.

"Chen Feng. How about it? Do you still want to pick up ready-made ones?" Ba Zheng, who also observed him, was obviously dissatisfied with the situation where Chen Feng took out the treasure but did not act.

"I am a person who is not deep or shallow when I take action. I am afraid that I can't control it for a while. If you don't want to deal with Feng Fei, you can kill the other people in the Holy Forest Academy and leave him to me." After Zheng Shuang and the other two showed a breath that surpassed spiritual cultivation, Chen Feng, who was controlling the bone armor, did not retreat, but seemed very calm.

"Bang~~~"

Ba Zheng took out a black net, his legs bent slightly and jumped out, and he was already rushing towards the remaining strong men of the Holy Forest Academy.

"Huh! Huh! Huh~~~"

The black net was thrown by Ba Zheng. Anyone who was scratched by a silk thread of black light had a wool scar in an instant, and it was immediately broken into corpses.

"It's really scary!"

Chen Feng couldn't help but rattle his mouth when Bazhe not only raised his own breath to the level beyond spiritual cultivation, but also took out the terrifying ancient treasure.

The swept boxing cannon gradually weakened, because the Holy Forest Academy was destroyed and some of the monks were killed, Feng Fei turned into a streamer's body, gradually becoming clear, and he also showed anger and anger.

There are ancient trees everywhere in the woods, and the crystal residues of vines bursting, which makes it obvious that this strange forest land used by Feng Fei has deviated from the normal range of grass and trees.

"Can't last longer? Then it's my turn."

Just as Mao San exerted his combat power beyond spiritual cultivation and his small eyes were hiding his fatigue, Feng Feichen, whose body stabilized, shouted and sprayed a dazzling wooden bead of holy light from his mouth.

"Be careful, the power contained in the bead is extremely powerful and may restrain your means." Qiao Xueqing noticed that the holy bead in Feng Fei's hand looked like an eyeball, and it also contained a powerful breath of pupil power. Then she used her eyes to remind Chen Feng.

"It seems a bit difficult to deal with. Feng Fei's own strength is obviously stronger than us. Now he takes out such a strange thing. If he continues to fight, Mao San and the others may not be his opponent." Chen Feng found that the shattered crystal forest on one side was growing again, and he couldn't help but realize that it was not very good.

“Woo~~~”

With Feng Fei exerting force in his right hand grasping the Holy Light Wooden Bead, more than a dozen sharp and turbulent wooden thorns were quickly pressed out from both ends of his fist, which made him feel terrible just by looking at it.

"Chen Feng..."

Feeling that the situation was not optimistic, Mao San stared at Feng Fei and called Chen Feng, and also took out a giant red hammer.

"Damn, I told you before, don't act rashly. Now, I've angered this guy. When I see that the situation is wrong, I will call me to push the jar..." Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly complaining in his heart when Mao San spoke and asked him to help.

Except for Ba Zheng, who was covered in blue veins, who was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He killed the powerful men of the Holy Forest Academy, Feng Fei's aura changed and he took out a thing again. Even Zheng Shuang, who was driving the ancient crystal energy mecha, no longer stepped forward rashly, but quickly retreated to Mao San.

Chen Feng could see that the giant red hammer in Mao San's hand should be a very powerful treasure. The murderous intent and blood energy contained in it are probably the power to create the world.

"Mao San. You should retreat a little further, Zheng Shuang, come with me." Chen Feng did not expect the amazing giant hammer in Mao San's hands, which was not very powerful.

When he saw Chen Feng step forward, he put away the ancient fishing rod in his hand, took out a horn-shaped spike and put it on his left index finger. Mao San not only did not show off, but when he retreated, he stared at the finger condom that he had never seen before.

Unlike Ba Zheng and Zheng Shuang, as a member of the Yin organization, Mao San is not only valued by Chen Feng because of his ferocity.

Compared with most monks, Mao San is much more sensitive to treasures. As for the people Chen Feng has seen, there is only the little girl with the treasure-spirited root of the Haojian Sect. She may not be able to compete with him in this area in the future.

In fact, Chen Feng did not know much about Mao San's immortal foundation. He only knew that this guy was devouring and refining treasures, thus deriveing ​​the power of some treasures and constantly enhancing his strength.

It can be said that Mao San itself is equivalent to a treasure with wonderful power, and can also change the strategies and state of response according to different situations.

"Feng Fei, although you are very strong, you will definitely lose so many of us. It is not easy to cultivate to the middle stage of feathering. No matter what reason you are for, we will not let us open up the opportunities contained in the Holy Forest City, but is it a pity that it will be lost here?" Chen Feng was rare, and he spoke during the fight.

"Everyone has his own persistence, and even if he loses his body, he will not hesitate to do so. But if you say I am sure to lose, it may not be..." Although Feng Fei felt that the sharp fingers on Chen Feng's left index finger contained a dangerous danger that made people feel palpitations, he did not give up easily.

"You don't cry until you see the coffin, you don't have a chance." The wilted bracelet on Chen Feng's right wrist gradually emerged, making the vast world feel cold.

"I didn't fight with you in Duanfeng City, and I didn't expect it to be avoided in the end." Although Feng Fei felt a little emotion, he did not hold the hand of the Holy Light Wooden Bead, but he had already begun to change his seal with one hand.

"The body of crystal wood!"

The tiny whizzing sound continued to sound. As Feng Fei's one-handed seal changed, crystal wood textures grew wildly behind it, and the packs gathered together and turned into a huge crystal wood portrait.

"I'm really strong enough to face your terrifying feathering stage heroic cultivator. If it were the case before, I would have run away long ago, but now I want to compete with you." Although Chen Feng was wearing a finger-breaking condom, he still made seals with both hands.

“Long~~~”

The heavy body was released by Chen Feng, and the seals of the body supporting the sky began to appear densely. What made people even more strange was the marks of Chen Feng's left and right hands. It was obviously not the same seal method. On the surface, it seemed inconsistent, but in fact it contained the perfect and smoothness of life and death, withering and prosperity, light and darkness.

As Chen Feng shook his seal, a huge figure of Dharma figure seemed to come across the sky, gradually revealing from the twisted space behind him.

"Is this the law of heaven?"

Seeing the solidification of the Dharma phases extruded out of the twisted space, even Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun showed deep surprise.

The two bodies that were taller than the giant peaks were shown in the Holy Forest Academy, causing great shocks inside and outside the academy. Even Ba Zhe slowed down his hands, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

Unlike the power of ancient treasures, some powerful people with vision can see that the magical powers and magical phenomena used by Feng Fei and Chen Feng are completely achieved by relying on their own strength and foundation.

Compared with the crystal aura of the crystal wood body behind Feng Fei, the sky-supporting method used by Chen Feng exudes dense cracks from the inside out.

"Are you a low-level monk?"

It was not until this time that Feng Fei showed his arrogant mood. His left hand pointed to the spiritual world, and his spiritual thoughts spread out, his body had been received by the light released from the eyebrows of the crystal body behind him.

"I am not a low-level monk. My background is stronger than yours. Although I feel a little embarrassed to say that, you should still be enlightened." Chen Feng clasped his hands together. His standing figure changed to sitting cross-legged. If it weren't for the sinister and evil smile on his face, he might have been like a Taoist monk.

"Ga!Ga!Ga~~~"

A trace of cracked texture was pulled over Chen Feng's body, and his sitting body was introduced into the lower abdomen dantian that supported the sky Dharma image.

“Long~~~”

Feng Fei's original deity, standing in the spiritual Taichung of Jingmu, hugged his arms and his eyes lit up slightly, and the figure of the Jingmu giant had already activated, and he rushed towards the Heavenly Supporting Method where Chen Feng was.

When Feng Fei did not use the holy wood pearl he took out, he rushed over by controlling the crystal wood giant. Chen Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the Dantian of the Dharma Abdomen, only raised his lips and showed a faint smile.

"Boom~~~"

Before the crystal wood giant could catch the sky, he was suddenly swung his fist and hit hard on the face, and even dragged the earth out of the gully and retreated.

The shock shock wave exploded, making it difficult for many monks to gain a foothold. For a moment, monks who had the strength inside and outside the Holy Forest Academy could observe the situation almost all focused on the two terrifying giants.

Even though Bazhe and the other two had aura, they had briefly surpassed the spiritual cultivation, they were still shocked by the melee conflict between the two giants.

The crystal wood giant, who was defeated by the Heavenly Dharma, rushed forward again, and the force fluctuations caused by the wheels of the two caused violent explosions in various places in the Holy Forest Academy.

"Didn't Chen Feng only formed a Yuanying? The power of that Dharma image was simply supported by his background. It was even stronger than the crystal wood giant used by Feng Fei. What was going on?" Mao San, who rose to the sky, saw the original fighting between two monsters in the Holy Forest Academy. His horrified expression showed a little taste.

"That Dharma image is not simple. It contains strangely dry and immortal power. It has even surpassed the level of spiritual cultivation. If Chen Feng had not had such a vast spiritual power foundation, it would have absolutely no way to make that Dharma image appear in the world. Moreover, the shaking and cracking aura emitted by the Dharma image is also extremely strong. I am afraid there are still secrets we don't know." Ba Zheng looked at the Dharma image with the heavenly Dharma image, and he obviously had to be much more cautious.

Although Mao San, Ba Zheng and Zheng Shuang all revealed a breath that transcends spiritual cultivation, they all rely on external forces. The power of transcendent spiritual cultivation displayed by Chen Feng's heavenly Dharma image is entirely based on the inner breath of the deity.

"In less than two hundred years of cultivation, he has become such a terrible cultivator..." Although Chen Feng always said that he was invincible at the same level, it was not until this time that Ruan Yun began to face his strength.

At present, Chen Feng's own cultivation foundation has even surpassed the power of some terrible ancient treasures being activated.

"I didn't expect that the crystal wood giant used by Feng Fei would be inferior to the Heavenly Dharma Image..." Seeing that the two giants were tearing the wheels, the crystal wood giant gradually was at a disadvantage and was suppressed by the arrogant Heavenly Dharma Image, Zheng Shuang couldn't help but sigh in surprise.
To be continued...