The two of them went up and down, like comets hitting the earth, and they collided with each other. A dazzling light erupted from the impact point, like a sun exploding, and violent energy was released, sweeping across all directions. Many people under the ring were swept away by the storm.
go out.
When all the dust settled, people saw the final result. Feng Jinghong stood in the sky, her green clothes were damaged, and Yunfeng lay on the destroyed ground, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.
"Brother!"
"Yunfeng!"
A group of people rushed forward, surrounded Yunfeng, and looked at Feng Jinghong warily.
Of course Feng Jinghong would not do anything else. Yunfeng's injury was not serious. He admired this person very much, so he kept his hand at the critical moment. Although the two of them had only fought for a few rounds, this person had already forced Feng Jing.
Hong showed some of her true strength, which is pretty good.
After giving them a deep look, Feng Jinghong left without anyone coming to stop him from the beginning to the end. His impression of this sect became better again.
In the days that followed, Feng Jinghong went all the way west, and when he met a famous young master, he invited him to fight.
The Holy Son of True Yidian, defeated!
The Holy Son of the Five Elements Palace was defeated!
The Saint of Shenshui Palace was defeated!
The new Holy Son of Zifu Holy Land was defeated!
The Holy Son and Saint of the Palace of Disillusionment, defeated!
None of these people could survive ten rounds in his hands, and they were all knocked down neatly.
During this period, some strong men from the sect sent out elders to stop him or even take action against him, but Feng Jinghong was able to get rid of them all with extreme speed.
As the number of battles increased, his reputation gradually spread throughout the Southern Territory.
"Have you heard that that fighting maniac Li Taibai is coming to our Youzhou!"
"Of course, who doesn't know his name now? He traveled all the way west, passed five passes, and defeated the Six Saints. He is quite invincible! The only thing standing in front of him now is our Xiaoyaomen in Youzhou!" This is
The monks in Youzhou are discussing.
"I heard that he is just a casual cultivator, but I don't know if that's true. Such an outstanding person really makes us casual cultivators look good!" An old man in gray clothes stroked his beard.
"I'm afraid that if he is too popular, some big shots won't be able to tolerate him!" As soon as he said this, there was silence all around.
…
Outside Youzhou City, there was a vast wasteland. The sky flashed, and Feng Jinghong's figure appeared.
He looked around and saw desolation.
"Come out!" Feng Jinghong was not surprised or panicked at all. He started from the teleportation array in the previous city. Logically, it should have been teleported directly into Youzhou City. Now that he was intercepted here, someone must have used it.
Stumbled.
Sure enough, as he finished speaking, a group of figures emerged from all around and surrounded him. Feng Jinghong took a closer look and saw that there were more than twenty people in total, all of whom were masters of dragon transformation, and there were even three half-step masters.
I can be here! This lineup seems to have been prepared for a long time!
These people were all new faces, but Feng Jinghong felt a familiar energy in them. They were all sects that they had fought against before.
Sure enough, transcendent ancient religions like the Shangyuan Sect are still rare after all. Most of the holy places are dominated by fighting and fighting. He defeated their descendants and damaged the majesty of their sect, so he would not give up.
If you don't know your background, you may still have some concerns. After learning that you are really a casual cultivator, these people can't wait to do something to you.
Besides, when he fought against those descendants of the Holy Land, he used countless strange and secret techniques, and these people would naturally be envious of them.
In fact, it was not easy for Feng Jinghong to fight those people. Although he would definitely crush these people with the same level of fighting power, there is now a big difference between them.
The younger generation of strong men have basically entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. They are all carefully cultivated successors of various religions. At best, they still have the combat power to cross a few small realms. It is quite stressful for Feng Jinghong to fight against them.
, it is natural to expose some means.
"What do you guys have to say?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"Li Taibai, you are too arrogant. Although you are extremely talented, as long as you do not grow up, you must maintain respect for the major ancient religious holy places, otherwise you will die young!" said an old man with a black beard.
"Hand over the secret ancient scriptures and keep your whole body!" This is a middle-aged beautiful woman with beautiful appearance but cruel words.
"Everyone, I have normal discussions with the successors of your sect, and I don't really want to go to war with the forces behind you. Even if they are defeated, I will never kill them, so why do you need to be aggressive?" Feng Jinghong said calmly.
"The world is the world of holy places and religions. You have offended the owner of this land and you must pay the price!" the black-bearded old man said solemnly.
"Everyone, I advise you not to force me to take action. I'm afraid if I start to make a move!" Feng Jinghong stood with her hands behind her back, showing no fear at all.
"Pretending to be pretentious, I'll see how you go against heaven!" The beautiful middle-aged woman sneered.
Feng Jinghong sighed and said nothing, took out a teleportation array, quickly injected mana into it, and the lines on the array gradually lit up.
Seeing his actions, none of these people stopped him. Instead, they all looked like they were watching a good show.
"Don't waste your efforts. It's useless. We have already carved formations here, imprisoning the void. You can't leave." An old Taoist priest said with a sneer.
Feng Jinghong glanced at him contemptuously, "Shabi!"
The old Taoist priest's face darkened. Although he didn't understand the meaning of these words, they were definitely not good words.
"You still don't repent when you are about to die. Today I will teach you how to remain in awe of your predecessors!" The old Taoist priest flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and three thousand white silk threads fell like the Milky Way, and were tied to Feng Jinghong.
But the development of the matter was beyond everyone's expectation. The formation in his hand flashed with light, and Feng Jinghong had disappeared.
"What's going on? Hasn't the void been imprisoned? How can he still teleport away?" the middle-aged beautiful woman asked.
The old Taoist priest looked ugly: "There will be no problem with the forbidden formation pattern I arranged, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless he masters the teleportation pattern at the level of an emperor!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. If Li Taibai really mastered the Emperor's pattern, it would definitely not be good news for them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This person's talent is obvious to all. If he masters the inheritance of the Great Emperor, once he grows up and starts to take revenge, he will definitely be a big trouble!
Just when everyone was worried, they saw a flash of light in the field, and Feng Jinghong came back again. He didn't want to leave, he just tried the power of the ancient emperor's teleportation platform. Now it seems to be very useful, and ordinary restrictions cannot be used at all.
Can't stop it.
"You!" A group of people looked at him with surprised eyes.
But Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "I forgot to mention just now, I don't say who I am targeting, I mean, everyone present - they are all Shabi!"
There was silence for a second, and then suddenly curses broke out:
"Mader is seeking death!"
"Fuck him!"
…
Hula la, a magic weapon and secret technique fell towards Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong did not teleport away. He stood calmly on the spot, shaking his head helplessly and sighing: "Why bother? Why do you have to force me to take action!"
After the words fell, he let go of the aura he had deliberately suppressed, and then thousands of lightnings fell overwhelmingly, directly covering the area.
The half-stepped powerful old Taoist priest was horrified: "It's a natural disaster, let's go quickly!" After saying that, the first one to say Yazi ran away, without any image of a senior and a master.
Everyone else was the same. They wanted to escape immediately, but the disaster came too suddenly and they were too close. They were directly enveloped by the sea of thunder. There were only three people: the old man with black beard, the beautiful middle-aged woman and the old Taoist priest.
He escaped because of his advanced cultivation.
"Now that I have taken action, don't even think about leaving!" Feng Jinghong said indifferently.
Forming a seal with one hand, he pressed it in the air towards the middle-aged beautiful woman. The heavenly calamity condensed into a thunder dragon and rushed towards her. The thunder dragon broke through the air and caught up with the beautiful woman in a few breaths.
Then he opened his mouth again and swallowed, half of the thunder sea was swallowed into his mouth, and then spit it out in the direction of the black-bearded old man, thousands of thunder sword energy shot out, and fell behind the black-bearded old man in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the two men had successfully caused his own catastrophe, Feng Jinghong leisurely chased after the old Taoist priest.