The vibration of the earth and the disorder of the spiritual energy of Mo Jiyuan are heartbroken by the monks of Taixiao Palace who are so close to each other.

When things come to an end, Cheng Yu's heart is also very painful.

But, what can he do?

Jifeng can even kill monks in the God Transformation Realm, and there is only one Shan Yin in Taixiao Palace, and he is also regarded as a left-behind person.

He had no choice but to discuss with Senior Brother Shanyin and try his best to protect himself.

But at this time, when the sect thought that after giving up Lu Xin and then giving up Lu Chuan in his hands, the heart of Cheng Yu was aching faintly.

Maybe, maybe he was wrong.

He considered too many gains and losses and lost his ambition to be enterprising.

When Lu Xin was exiled, when he came back, he secretly blamed his master in his heart and felt sorry for Lu Xin. Now...

Cheng Yu kept spinning around the hall. Although he knew rationally that it was too late to think of another way, he still couldn't help but want to think of a way.

The sick scholar Lu An went away. He protected the Lu family for a lifetime, but he did not protect the sect while protecting the Lu family?

As a result, the head of the sect who grew up under his glory had to watch him lose his fortune in his later years.

Perhaps, I have never been defeated, and no matter where I go, Lu An, who bows his head, can't use hundreds of tricks in Jifeng.

he……

"The Lu family...hasn't there any movement?"

Standing in front of the hall gate, Mingji, who was sad in his eyes, did not expect to hear such questions from his master.

"Lu Dong has gone."

Lu Dong is also very old. If he hadn't found a special way to prolong his life, he might have died.

But now...

Ming Ji felt very uncomfortable, and three Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Lu family died.

He didn't dare to mention Master Shan Yin, and he also understood that even if Master Shan Yin had feelings for this place, he would not be able to come back.

Not only can I not come back on the road, but I cannot come back psychologically, let alone come back.

"Lu Dong?"

The head of Cheng Yu slowly walked to the front of the hall gate and looked towards Mo Jiyuan with his apprentice, "Wouldn't Jifeng be afraid of destroying the mountain shape there, and he would never find the Jedi Gate again?"

At this time, for the sake of Taixiao Palace, he suddenly hoped that Lu Chuan could let Jifeng go.

Can't stop it.

Send this life-threatening guy away, the formless realm will be safe.

"Hurry! The command Lu Chuan, let him go!"

“…it’s too late.”

Ming Ji was shocked by Master’s order and whispered: “At this time, how can Senior Brother Lu have time to see the teleportation treasure box?”

Lin Qi of Qiandao Sect did everything to kill Jifeng's six-legged insects in the formless realm. The way Jifeng looked for everywhere also showed that what he was looking for might be very difficult.

Mingji has been checking all actions against Ji Feng by Shangxian, the Qiandao Sect and others. The more they checked, the more they became more and more frightened. He always felt that they might know something.

Although the outer world insect monsters that were thrown over the immortal world over again and again, to a large extent, helped them with the seven realms of Tianyuan, these gangs... were shot by Lin Qi in the Chaos Star Sea with one move.

Otherwise, why would the fairy world not give me any news that the spirit-eating insects can help the spiritual veins? Let them waste it in vain?

The ruthlessness of the fairy world actually made Ming Ji very shocked.

He knew very well that the world of Wuxiang Realm can have today, the seven worlds of Tianyuan Realm can have today, and Lin Qi's great achievements have passed down.

She used everything to kill Jifeng in the Wuxiang Realm.

Let Jifeng leave at this time, perhaps the disaster that will bring to the seven realms of Tianyuan will be a catastrophe.

"Master, please come and take a look!"

What?

Seeing his apprentice serious, Cheng Yu seemed to see himself many years ago.

At that time, he was not satisfied with many of the things his master handled. He was perfunctory while trying to change.

I really couldn't change it, so I chose to avoid it.

Now that the feng shui is changing, is it his turn?

"You are at home." Cheng Yu said in a hoarse voice: "Go and take a look for me."

“Master…”

"Don't worry, the Lu family is also a disciple of my sect, and the heart of being a teacher... is not that ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Yu was already blowing out like the wind.

...

Ji Feng thought that as long as one stretched out his hand, he could kill this cultivator who dared to indignate him and avenged his long-standing revenge for the formation trap, but he did not expect that there would be someone else in the coffin.

However, no matter how many people jump out at this time, it will be useless.

Don’t say that he is not a god, even if the mountain that patrolls the world hides here, he will kill each other.

Since entering the Foreshado Realm, he has been frustrated and has rarely had such a good chance of revenge. While Ji Feng was satisfied, his murderous intent became even stronger.

Bang...!

A palm slashed down at an unthinkable speed, and the air seemed to be pressed by the palm force to bring out a whistle.

Ji Feng thought that the old cult who had just crawled out of the coffin would immediately see the King of Hell, but unexpectedly, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

One after another, the pointed cones with orange, blue and purple colors, large and small, seemed to have countless grimaces carved, attacking him from all directions.

Jifeng's eyes were all blurred by them.

The two people who were originally close to each other disappeared at some point.

And his palm power seemed to be moved to other places by the sudden appearance of the face cone.

It became too sudden. Ji Feng felt his palm force slashing at the right rear of his body. He suspected that he had been moved again. He turned around and palmed again without thinking.

Immediately afterwards, he slashed at all the big and small pointed cones that were stabbing towards him.

Swallowing...

Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang...

Jifeng thought that with his strength, no matter who was using these sharp cones, he would eventually be strongly shocked by him.

Just like he used Mu Qiao's spiritual baby to self-destruct and broke Lin Qi's nine-sided jungle formation.

No matter how powerful this old cult climbed out of the coffin, he can't be more powerful than Lin Qi, right?

No matter how powerful Lin Qi is, no matter how powerful she is in ambushing on all sides, she only dares to rely on others' power and dare not face him alone when she meets him twice.

One three-color ghost cone after another turned into three-color spiritual light under his palm and dispersed. After a while, only a flash of spiritual light remained beside him.

However, these inspirations...

Just when Ji Feng suspected that there was something wrong with these auras and was blocking him and shaking his sight, he wanted to shake off with great force, and the auras and lights from front, back, left, right, up and down suddenly turned into small cones like embroidered needles and pierced at him together.

how so?

Ji Feng didn't care about anything else. His body is now in a human form. Without the protection of the carapace, he would be in trouble if he was hit by anyone.

"ha!"

He swelled all his spiritual power, shouted loudly, and shook all the small cones away.

"Who is yours?"

It took a long time in the formless realm, and this seemed to be the only person who had recorded in Shanhai Sect.

But that man was obviously dead long ago.

Even Shanhaizong sent people to attend his funeral with courtesy.

"What does the sick scholar Lu An have to do with you?"

If it was Lu An...

Ji Feng felt that he would not be so unlucky.

Lu An is indeed a guy who is several times stronger than Lin Qi.

Lin Qi did not dare to ambush him on all sides, and the sick scholar Lu An... should be able to surround him for a while.

"No, you are the sick scholar Lu An, right?"

Ji Feng was full of spiritual power, afraid that he would be secretly obedient, "Are you locked up in death back then?"

No wonder he is so old, no wonder he crawled out of the coffin.

"Cough! Cough!"
To be continued...