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Tai Chi is indeed one of the secret arts of the Tiandao Sect. Under Chen Feiyu's control, Tai Chi shows its full power, constantly absorbing the power of the whirlwind, and is able to do so with ease.

"It's interesting. I want to see how long your Chen Feiyu can hold on to Tai Chi."

Youmeng smiled contemptuously and strengthened the wind.

Chen Feiyu felt that the wind force around him had suddenly more than doubled, and he suddenly felt a sense of difficulty.

Under the raging wind that was comparable to a sword, Chen Feiyu's squeaking clothes were once again scratched in several places, and even cracks appeared one after another on the Tai Chi diagrams around him, and they were still expanding.

The originally indestructible Tai Chi Tu may collapse at any time!

The smile on Youmeng's lips became more and more contemptuous.

At the same time, she also made plans to cancel the storm as soon as the Tai Chi Diagram collapsed and Chen Feiyu couldn't support it.

After all, she had high expectations for Liuli, her precious apprentice, and she didn't want the master and apprentice to turn against each other because of Chen Feiyu's death in her hands.

Suddenly, something surprising happened to Youmeng again.

I saw that just when Tai Chi Tu was about to collapse, Chen Feiyu gave a soft drink and immediately stabilized Tai Chi Tu.

Not only were all the cracks on the Tai Chi diagram repaired, but the power of the Tai Chi diagram, which was originally unable to withstand the force of the wind, was strengthened and began to absorb the power of the strong wind again.

It was Chen Feiyu who blessed the power of Tai Chi through Wujiquan.

"How could this happen? Did Chen Feiyu still retain his strength just now?"

You Meng was surprised at first, and then delighted: "Weak prey will only make the hunter boring. On the contrary, the stronger the prey, the more fun it will be to hunt."

In the strong wind, Chen Feiyu, after using Wujiquan to bless the Tai Chi diagram, absorbed more and more power of the strong wind, while the whirlwind became smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu shouted: "Break it for me!"

A powerful wind suddenly burst out from the Tai Chi diagram and collided with the surrounding whirlwind.

The two whirlwinds suddenly dissipated into nothingness, revealing Chen Feiyu's figure.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes rustling, and his expression was cool and unrestrained.

The smile on Youmeng's lips grew thicker: "Thousands of years later, apart from my precious disciple Liuli, only Chen Feiyu will be able to penetrate my Dharma eyes.

I want to keep Chen Feiyu even more now. Unfortunately, this will delay Liuli's cultivation speed. What should I do?

Forget it, let’s first see how far Chen Feiyu can go in the secret realm. There are many geniuses and treasures here. If he is killed by the mechanism in the secret realm because of looking for opportunities, even my precious apprentice Liuli

No matter how unhappy you are, you can't blame me.

We just need to prevent Chen Feiyu’s soul from meeting Liuli when the time comes.”

Youmeng smiled proudly and waved her delicate hands, removing her interference from Chen Feiyu's surroundings.

Immediately, Chen Feiyu saw a thick, indestructible fog appearing all around him again, as if it had never been blown away by the strong wind.

"What's going on? Did the fog reappear after the strong wind dissipated?"

Chen Feiyu frowned slightly, always feeling that there was an unreal feeling and an indescribable sense of familiarity.

But no matter what Chen Feiyu thinks, he can't figure out where this feeling comes from, let alone that his every move is falling into Youmeng's eyes.

"It's strange, I should have never been here before, that's all, just take a step and see."

Chen Feiyu continued to move forward and walked into the depths of the fog. At the same time, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding situation.

He didn't know how far he had walked forward, but suddenly, Chen Feiyu's consciousness keenly discovered that there was a towering mountain in front of him, thrust straight into the sky.

Chen Feiyu was refreshed, quickened his pace, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. He was surprised to find that there was a stone gate on the mountain wall in front of him, and the stone gate was still open. There were messy footprints scattered nearby, as if someone had been there not long ago.

Been here.

"According to what Yan Quan said, Bai Jun and Yong Yin entered the secret realm before. Did they also enter from here?"

Chen Feiyu thought it was very possible and jumped into the stone gate.

He is not worried about Bai Junren, because with Bai Junren's strength, unless Master Yang Shu gives him some special means, Bai Junren will be unable to move in the secret realm.

Therefore, what Chen Feiyu is most worried about right now is that Yongyin found the opportunity in the secret realm in advance, causing his trip to be in vain.

After entering the stone gate, Chen Feiyu found himself standing on a simple bluestone bridge, surrounded by the same thick white mist. He didn't know what unknown dangers were hidden in the mist.

However, Chen Feiyu could feel that the bridge was very long, but it was obscured by the thick fog and could not see the end.

Under the bluestone bridge, there is a black river. The water surface is calm and dead, just like the legendary Huangquan and Naihe Bridge.

"Is it possible that there is Po Meng ahead?"

This is the first time Chen Feiyu has seen such a strange and gloomy sight.

However, instead of being frightened, Chen Feiyu curled up into a contemptuous smile.

He stepped forward.

Suddenly, in the mist ahead, an erratic sneer came, like a female ghost: "What if Po Meng is really waiting for you?"

"Then I will kill the gods and Buddhas!"

Chen Feiyu shouted softly in his life, his footsteps stopped a little on the bluestone bridge, and he was already moving forward quickly, rushing into the fog.

As Chen Feiyu continued to move forward, the originally thick mist continued to separate to both sides.

He soon saw a young woman wearing a red wedding dress standing in the middle of the stone bridge in front of her, with a red hijab and her back to him, filled with a strange atmosphere.

Almost immediately, the words "Ghost Bride" flashed in Chen Feiyu's mind.

If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be frightened to death by the scene in front of him.

But Chen Feiyu is no ordinary person.

"Even if you are really a ghost, you can't stop me, Chen Feiyu."

Chen Feiyu sneered, still maintaining the momentum of charging forward, and the light of thunder burst out from his right hand.

Thunder's ambition is as strong as Yang, and it can conquer all the evil things in the world.

Just when Chen Feiyu rushed to the Ghost Bride, he held the thunder in his hand and blasted forward.

In an instant, the bride's figure disappeared from the spot, as if she had never appeared before.

Chen Feiyu's move failed and he looked surprised. He immediately looked around and saw a vast mist. Where was the ghost bride?

Suddenly, an ethereal female voice came from the void: "This is obviously the first time that the slave family and you have met. Instead of giving you a meeting gift, you actually want to kill the slave family. Oh my, if the slave family hadn't been able to hide quickly, I'm afraid I would have killed you."

The fragrance disappeared under your hands."

The sound was erratic and came from all directions, making it impossible to locate her location.


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