The members of the Xiaoyue Sect were in an extremely bad mood. Some rainwater fell on their bodies, making them wet and sticky, adding to the gloom.
"God is so blind that he wants us to be drowned dogs before we die?"
Deputy Hall Master Li and others looked sad.
The short old man stood on the treetop, frowning slightly. As soon as the rainwater approached him, it was pushed away by the invisible power of the true spirit.
But obviously, the thunderstorm weather still affected his mood somewhat.
meow
The little thieving cat was playing with the bronze coins in his hand, with a cheerful face and no sense of crisis.
Zhao Feng raised his head slightly, letting the rain hit his face, soaking his clothes, and he was dripping with joy, with a smile on his face that looked like breaking through the dark clouds.
Yes, it's a smile
at this time.
Standing in the mountains and forests, letting the rain drenched him, Zhao Feng felt like a village was turning into a new village.
"Junior, if you don't go ahead and capture your fellow disciples, none of them will be left alive."
The short old man was a little dissatisfied with the attitude of one person and one cat.
Under the pressure of an expert in the True Spirit Realm, this kid could still remain calm and even smile so happily. Even the cat dared to ignore him.
"All of you, step back. Zhao wants to experience the strength of an expert in the True Spirit Realm."
Zhao Feng had green hair, and he moved automatically without wind. A violent aura rose up from his body, and his blood power slowly began to circulate.
Even though he has just entered the seventh level of cultivation, the pressure of the aura on Zhao Feng's body is only stronger than that of some half-step true spirit realms.
"Junior Brother Zhao, what are you..."
"How can you resist a master of the True Spirit Realm by yourself? Let's join forces together."
Yang Qian, Deputy Hall Master Li and others exclaimed and lost their voices.
At this moment, the remaining members of Xiaoyue Sect felt somewhat ashamed.
Before, Zhao Feng led the way to escape without hesitation, and they also speculated that the other party was cold and ruthless.
At this time, at the most dangerous moment, Zhao Feng was the first to step forward.
"It's enough for them all to step aside."
Zhao Feng's cold eyes swept across the people behind him.
As soon as he finished speaking, an invincible cyan ring of wind formed around him, and with the sound of electricity, the people of Xiaoyue Sect were directly shaken away.
At the same moment.
The cloak of the shadow behind Zhao Feng flicked, and his figure suddenly dimmed. A light blue dotted line flashed, and with lightning and thunder, he flew towards the void.
“Hehehe, it’s a small trick.”
The short old man thought that Zhao Feng wanted to escape, so he looked mockingly, pinched his fingers, and two dark purple aura snakes, shining and as fast as lightning, quickly wrapped around Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng flew into the air and suddenly felt a cold feeling.
Annihilation of wind and thunder
Zhao Feng pushed his real power and bloodline power to the limit, and a layer of glazed green lines appeared on his body, and his various states of essence, energy, and spirit were pushed to new peaks.
Amidst the interlacing wind and thunder, a huge vortex of storm and lightning intertwined, drowning the short old man's attack.
Pfft——
Those two dark purple air snakes, as if they were spiritual, actually tore through such a powerful wind and thunder, dimming by six to seven points.
But there were still two dark purple points of light hitting Zhao Feng.
Whoosh
Zhao Feng's expression changed, and an "arc shield" formed around his body. Amidst the crackling sound, he dodged a spot of light and took the next one forcefully.
Even if the blow from the True Spirit Realm was weakened to two or three points, Zhao Feng still groaned.
Another light spot penetrated several big trees in an instant.
Those big trees did not move at all, but left extremely neat round holes.
"The attack caused by the condensed power of the true spirit is so condensed and powerful that even a ray of power can kill the true power of the entire body of an ordinary transcendental realm."
The "arc shield" around Zhao Feng dimmed by half, and then healed quickly.
He tried his best to resolve the True Spirit Realm's casual blow, which shows the huge gap between the realm barriers.
Even among the levels of the transcendental realm, there are still differences in realm barriers, and the distinction between each level is clear.
This is still a small boundary barrier.
There is a big barrier between the transcendental realm and the true spiritual realm. The gap between the two is irreversible and cannot even be countered by human power.
"Eh"
The short old man was a little surprised. He thought he was going to capture Zhao Feng with a sure blow, but he was actually deflected by the opponent.
Under the True Spirit Realm, one can withstand attacks from the True Spirit Realm. The short old man has experienced this kind of situation.
However, it is extremely rare to be able to resolve an attack from the True Spirit Realm without being injured.
"With my strength, I can use all my strength to hold on to four or five moves in the hands of the true spirit realm, which is the normal level. If I can hold on to ten moves, that is definitely the limit..."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and felt the irreversible barrier between great realms.
He didn't know that being able to reach this point was an unbelievable situation even in the eyes of an expert in the True Spirit Realm.
"Tsk tsk, it's interesting. No wonder you can arouse the master's idea, and even go so far as to lay down the 'ghost mark.'"
There was a hint of interest in the short old man's eyes.
Lord Hall Master?
When Zhao Feng heard this, his mind was shaken, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious skeleton in the Yunlin Ancient Temple.
At that time, he saw the Protector of Xue Zhengduo, and he was very respectful to this person. He estimated that he was a person above the leader level of the Red Moon Sect.
But now I learned from the short old man that the other party turned out to be a hall master-level existence.
The leader level, placed in the Scarlet Moon Sect, is a safe and secure high-level person with unfathomable strength. At his peak, he might have been a venerable person in the Danyuan Realm.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng took a breath of cold air.
Fortunately, judging from the situation that day, the mysterious skeleton was extremely weak. He only put a "ghost mark" on him and did not take action himself.
Even in such a weak state, even the elder of the Xiaoyue Sect could not resolve the "ghost mark" placed by the other party, which shows how profound it is.
"Junior, let's see how many moves you can take..."
The short old man held up his hands and surrounded himself with dark purple air snakes. A cold and terrifying aura filled the void.
The dark purple aura snakes, as if they were alive, escaped from the short old man's body, becoming thicker, and a violent aura rushed straight into Zhao Feng's soul.
Zhao Feng understood that the short old man's attack also contained erosion and oppression on the spiritual level. After all, the opponent came from the Ancient Youdian Palace.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng's resistance to the spiritual level was extremely strong. He activated his bloodline power and once again turned into a light blue dotted line, flashed with lightning, and flew to a higher void.
"Can't delay"
Zhao Feng looked at the dark clouds above his head. The thunderstorm was still lingering. Who knew how long it would last.
Jiuxiao·Wind and Thunder Palm
Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and the real power in his body vibrated at a strange frequency. The green electric light surrounding him shrank erratically, and was in a strange state of light and darkness.
At the same moment, Zhao Feng's artistic conception communicated with the acupuncture points on his head and sensed the strong thunder and lightning energy in the sky.
According to the description of the original technique of "Wind and Thunder Palm", during thunderstorms, there is a certain chance of triggering the Nine Heavens Thunder, but it can be fatal at every turn.
One is based on luck, the other is based on character.
In that case, 90% of the cultivators will be killed by thunder, and at most they will die together with the enemy.
However, Zhao Feng's "Wind and Thunder Palm" absorbed the essence of the "Legacy of Electricity" and improved it, adding a seventh level.
At the highest level of the seventh level, one can control and activate thunder. Especially during thunderstorms, the Nine Heavens Thunder activated is extremely powerful.
Even so, Zhao Feng still has certain risks, and the success rate cannot be guaranteed to be 100%.
However, in the ruins of the Hidden Dragon Master, Zhao Feng gained something again, comprehending the unique artistic conception of controlling thunder, and once again subverted the original "Wind and Thunder Palm".
"What's going on...the vitality of heaven and earth with the attribute of thunder is gathering so violently"
The short old man stumbled slightly and felt an unusual aura.
boom
Thunder boomed among the clouds.
call out--
A green thunderbolt that was more than ten feet long and as thick as a tree passed over Zhao Feng's head.
"Is this kid crazy...causing lightning to set himself on fire?"
The short old man looked shocked and retreated unconsciously.
Jiuxiao·Wind and Thunder Palm
Zhao Feng waved his palm, and the Nine Heavens Thunder, which was ten times stronger than his own, turned directly towards the short old man.
What
The short old man lost color in shock, and his face suddenly turned pale. The power emitted by the roar of the "Nine Heavens Thunder" made his whole body's energy and blood stagnant.
"How come this kid can actually activate the power of nature's thunder?"
The short old man frantically activated the power of the true spirit, and instantly transformed into a purple ball of light, and fled violently.
boom
Although the Nine Heavens Thunder did not hit him directly, the flame star seedlings driven by the thunder still affected him.
The short old man groaned, leaving a woodcut mark on his shoulder and black smoke rising from his body.
Jiuxiao·Wind and Thunder Palm
Zhao Feng pushed with both hands, and among the clouds high in the sky, two or three thunderbolts pierced the sky and swept towards the short old man.
The short old man's face looked even more ugly, with a look of fear on his face, and he tried his best to dodge and resolve.
In the end, he was brushed by a thunderbolt from the sky, and flames and sparks exploded all over his body. He screamed miserably and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.
This blow severely injured the short old man, and he spent a lot of energy trying to resist the thunder.
Finally, he flew several miles away and escaped from Zhao Feng's attack range. He was severely injured and his whole body was like black coal.
"How could this anomaly occur...could it be...a thunderstorm?"
The short old man's expression was gloomy and uncertain, but with his wisdom and knowledge, he could guess the truth.
At this time, the short old man's vitality was greatly reduced and his body was almost destroyed. If his injuries were not treated in time, various hidden diseases would linger for life and even cause his state to fall.
"Walk"
The short old man looked aggrieved and resentful, and finally left through the air.
With his broken body at the moment, even if there is no thunderstorm, he still has no confidence in catching Zhao Feng, let alone those people from Xiaoyue Sect.
call
Zhao Feng fell from the sky and felt exhausted.
The control of the Nine Heavens Thunderbolt just now seemed like a beautiful sight. Under normal circumstances, he could control one or two thunderbolts, which was already the limit. Because he had the divine eye and understood the electricity-controlling artistic conception in the Hidden Dragon Ruins, he was able to activate nearly ten thunderbolts in succession.
But the effect is beyond imagination.
Just now, Zhao Feng almost killed an expert in the True Spirit Realm.
"That Thunder from the Nine Heavens is, after all, the force of nature between heaven and earth, and I cannot control it as I wish."
Zhao Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.
When he fell to the ground, everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect was shocked and stunned.
Several true disciples seemed to be in a dream.
Deputy Hall Master Li was also dumbfounded. It was the first time in his life that he had seen such a scene.
The scene just now was truly shocking and challenged common sense.
A descendant of the mortal realm actually severely injured and defeated an expert in the true spirit realm. No one would believe him even if he told the story.