Standing behind the tree, Feng Jueyu's eyes widened, staring at the strangely appearing fireball from a distance as if they were about to burst out of his eyes.
That's right, it's a fireball.
Feng Jueyu's eyes were opened today.
What does it mean that there are people outside people and mountains outside mountains?
This is.
What the old man in the wheelchair is controlling at the moment is the legendary invincible existence known as a fairy magic: Fireball.
Feng Jueyu knew that he was not wrong, that was the fireball technique.
Traditional martial arts and moves can only use the spiritual power of weapons and blades, fists and palms, leg movements and a series of body movements, combined with internal strength to produce extremely powerful killing moves. Although these killing moves can also cause strange phenomena
, but it is often impossible to break away from the dependence on the body. Even if you take a sword and sweep across the air, combined with the spiritual power, a large sword light will be produced, and even flames and ice are all the result of spiritual power and internal energy.
It shows that such a vision cannot exist for too long. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is fleeting.
But the wheelchair-bound old man's use of the fireball technique cannot be concluded as a martial arts skill.
It is an extremely profound spiritual method.
At least the several spiritual techniques that Feng Jueyu currently masters are incomparable to this.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu felt envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart. Seeing the old man in the wheelchair controlling the fireball to fly towards the insect-shaped spirit beast, he couldn't help but screamed.
However, the insect-shaped spirit beast was obviously not someone to be compared with. The big move it used to raise its head and spray out ice mist was supposed to be some kind of special move. It froze the old man into ice cubes and did not expect that the old man could suddenly cause trouble.
, he heard a strange cry in surprise and dodged to the right, letting the fireball hit him.
Feng Jueyu secretly cried out that it was a pity. He now understood the purpose of the old man's caution before. It seemed that the old man in the wheelchair was not completely sure of getting rid of this bug, so he had made a lot of preparations before and even put himself at risk in the end.
In the midst of danger, the insect-shaped spirit beast was induced to use the ice mist ultimate move. This was precisely to prepare for the final fireball.
It's a pity that the old man in the wheelchair failed to kill the insect-shaped spiritual beast as he wished.
Just when Feng Jueyu was lamenting this, suddenly the old man in the wheelchair moved his fingers inexplicably. With this movement, the flying fireball suddenly changed its trajectory and came from behind the insect-shaped spirit beast.
"Huh?" Feng Jueyu let out another surprised sigh. He could actually maintain his spiritual power and control the fireball to change its trajectory through the air. It was amazing.
And it was this mutation that suddenly reversed the slight disadvantage of the old man in the wheelchair. The insect must not have expected that the old man in the wheelchair would do this. By the time it discovered it, it was already too late, and all it saw was a fireball.
The technique hit the insect-shaped spirit beast with lightning speed, instantly weakening the coldness all over its body.
The insect let out a strange cry of unwillingness and fell into the snow with a thud, losing its power as before.
At this time, the old man in the wheelchair suddenly exuded an arrogant aura of blue flames. He slapped the wooden wheel fiercely, and there was a rumbling sound between the shafts and sticks. He took the old man in the wheelchair and flew to the place where the insect landed. Immediately, he bent
A large ray of blue flame spread down from his palm, quickly melting away the accumulation around the insect. Then, the old man took out a vermilion bottle that exuded heat...
The bottle was not small enough to put the bugs in it. The old man in the wheelchair opened the lid, picked up the bugs on the ground and threw them into the bottle.
But at this moment, the bug suddenly attacked, making a strange cry and spitting out a cloud of ice mist.
The old man in the wheelchair showed a horrified expression for the first time, shouted "beast", turned the bottle in his hand, and floated out.
Feng Jueyu was also shocked by the cunningness of the insect. The fireball had injured it just now, but it did not lose its ability to move. As a result, the insect actually crawled on the ground and pretended to be dead. It waited until the old man approached before suddenly attacking. What a clever little boy.
Guy.
Feng Jueyu looked at the confrontation between man and beast in front of him strangely. The old man had floated a hundred meters away, but the bug turned into a bolt of lightning and fled into the distance. It seemed that he had realized that he was not an old man in a wheelchair.
It was an opponent, but the location where it escaped was quite unlucky, as it happened to be in the direction where Feng Jueyu was hiding.
Upon seeing this, Feng Jueyu did not hesitate and stood up from behind the tree. The incandescent fire condensed slightly on his palm, and he sprayed out a burst of flames.
The insect obviously did not expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear on the way. It let out a piercing scream in surprise. In the end, it failed to break out of Feng Jueyu's blockage and was blown back by a large white flame.
At this time, the old man in the wheelchair was stunned for a moment, and then quickly cooperated with Feng Jueyu. He held the bottle with one hand and leveled it so that the mouth of the bottle was exactly aligned with the insect. With a pop, the insect got into the bottle. The old man
He quickly plugged the bottle and breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jueyu took a closer look and saw that sweat was flowing down from several places on the old man's face and hands, which showed that he had spent a lot just now.
After putting away the bug, the old man in the wheelchair looked at Feng Jueyu and gave him a very sincere smile, saying, "Thank you, Master, for your help."
Feng Jueyu stood still, folded his fists, and said with a slight smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb you, but please don't blame me." He hid behind the tree for a long time, and didn't show up until the bug ran away. This kind of behavior is very important in the grand scheme of things.
The world is not bright.
The old man chuckled and said, "Young master, I don't know what you are talking about. This beast is very cunning. I have been chasing him for a full year. If it weren't for you, I would have missed this beast."
Feng Jueyu saw that the old man in the wheelchair was talking very well, so he took a few steps forward and said politely: "The old man is too modest, and the junior is just the icing on the cake." Feng Jueyu was right about this. He knew that the old man's cultivation was extraordinary.
It was absolutely impossible for the insect to escape. If the old man wanted to catch up, he would just have to put in more effort.
The old man smiled and nodded. He seemed to appreciate Feng Jueyu's open-mindedness. Seeing that the old man was approachable, Feng Jueyu didn't mind asking a few more questions. He said: "Old man, I want to ask abruptly, what is this little bug?
What is it? It looks very tight."
"You've been watching for a while." The old man chuckled and pointed out that Feng Jueyu had been hiding in the forest for a long time. He immediately raised the small bottle and said: "This insect is called the Ice Marrow Insect, and it is a spiritual creature with a radius of dozens of miles here.
The beast has a thousand and five hundred years of cultivation and is very powerful. I plan to refine an elixir. This thing is indispensable, so I have been looking for it."
"Oh." Feng Jueyu suddenly realized and had a little understanding in his heart. It is estimated that this insect is the spirit beast that Yan Gu said. He originally came here for this insect and wanted to get a spirit beast out of boredom, but was killed.
The old man was ahead and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Perhaps sensing Feng Jueyu's intention, the old man took out a bottle from the treasure bag at his waist with a smile, held it in the palm of his hand and said: "This young master, I managed to catch this beast just now with the help of many young masters, old man.
I don’t have anything with me, so I’ll give this five-hundred-year-old spirit beast spirit essence to the young master.”
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he heard this, and secretly thought that it was such a big deal. He was just doing a favor, and the old man gave him a spirit essence from five hundred spirit beasts. Isn't this too generous?
You know, although the five-hundred-year-old spirit beast is not as good as the ice marrow worm that was just caught, it is still a spirit essence. This old man just gave it to him without even frowning. It was really too generous.
Feng Jueyu quickly declined: "How can this be done? I just did it casually and it didn't help much. This won't work, absolutely won't work."
The old man smiled, put away the vermilion bottle, used one force to push the wheel and floated it over, sent the bottle in his palm forward, and said: "If I didn't miss it, the young master must be named Feng.
He is the young talent who won the Yunjian Tianmen Lingjin Cave a year ago, right?"
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu was even more surprised and blurted out: "Does the old man recognize this junior?"
The old man smiled and shook his head: "Young Master is young and promising, and you have reached the realm of Shintoism at a young age. It's better not to call me junior. Haha, let me introduce myself. My surname is Shang Jue, and I am the elder of the outer sect of Yunjian Tianmen.
Everyone calls me a drug addict, hehe, do we know each other now?"
Feng Jueyu took a breath, the old man Ganqing was the elder of Yunjian Tianmen, no wonder he was so powerful.
He bowed respectfully and said solemnly: "It turns out to be Elder Shang. I'm glad to meet you."
"Haha." Shang Jue seemed very happy and laughed loudly: "Master Feng, now you won't refuse the old man's kindness, will you?"
Feng Jueyu smiled awkwardly, took the bottle and said, "In that case, it would be disrespectful for me to reject it." He put the bottle away smoothly.
Seeing Feng Jueyu meet Ling Yuan, Shang Jue felt better. His family knew about his family affairs. He didn't know what Feng Jueyu thought, but he did almost miss the ice marrow worm just now. If it weren't for Feng Jueyu,
When Yu appeared, he really didn't catch that beast so smoothly, and with Shang Jue's outstanding strength, he was really frightened by Feng Jueyu's methods, so he had the desire to make friends.
It was the first time that the two met, so it was inevitable that they would be a little astringent. However, as they were both cultivators, their emotions naturally changed quickly. The two exchanged pleasantries and prepared to return to the territory of Yunjian Tianmen together. Halfway through, Shang Jue asked:
"Master Feng, I saw that the spiritual power you used before seems to be the source of heaven."
Under normal circumstances, it is impolite to inquire about other people's original characteristics, but Feng Jueyu has a great affection for Shang Jue, so he did not hide it and nodded: "Indeed." Then he asked: "Elder Shang, I'm here
I just saw you use it..." Halfway through his words, he scratched his head in embarrassment. He couldn't help but be curious, so he simply said bluntly: "That should be a spiritual method."