The powerful cultivation level of the half-step Zifu Realm made his big hand condense into a blue palm print instantly.

It was thirty feet tall, covering the entire cave!

Although he just took action at will, Feng Wuji's cultivation level was almost a great level beyond Ling Tian!

So even if you take action at will, it will be enough to crush Lingtian.

Feng Ruochen stood behind his father and smiled grimly. His eyes were filled with a crazy look. Even if Ling Tian was powerful among his juniors, what could he do? He would still die when facing his father.

If you want to blame, just blame Ling Tian, ​​and gave his father a reason to take action.

"Feng Wuji, you're crazy!?"

Elder Song of the Lingyuan was furious, but it was too late for her to take action now. Moreover, she was no match for Feng Wuji at all. In this Qianyuan Sect, no one could help Ling Tian.

Just when An Chiyue snorted coldly and wanted to take action, Ling Tian had already raised his hand suddenly, and even in an instant, the hidden dragon sword martial spirit appeared!

With the breath full of opening, Ling Tian's raised big hand suddenly turned into a finger. A whirlpool condensed in front of his finger, and a purple flame exploded and merged into the whirlpool!

Hurry!

Almost in an instant, the vortex turned into a storm of flames. A finger that was more than twenty feet tall stretched out from the storm, like the hand of a saint. The hot breath made the rocks under his feet melt instantly.

Accompanied by a terrifying roar, the finger fell towards Feng Wuji's palm print.

boom!

A thunderous explosion suddenly broke out, and a terrifying storm mixed with flames swept across all directions and shaking!

The terrifying power caused many disciples present to overturn them one after another.

Even the two owners of the courtyard changed their faces and were shocked several steps back!

But when the smoke and dust gradually became clearer, they realized that the palm prints that Feng Wuji sacrificed had actually disappeared!

It was broken by Ling Tian’s finger just now!?

Not only did Ling Tian not be crushed under Feng Wuji's palm print, but instead took over this palm!?

At this time, even Feng Wuji himself looked at his palms, full of doubts. He raised his eyes and found that in front of the cave, Ling Tian was supported by An Chiyue, and the two of them were shrouded in the light of the ancient ice tower.

Although Ling Tian was covered in blood on the corners of his mouth and arms, he was not seriously injured.

He took action himself, but he didn't even do the heavy damage to Ling Tian!?

He is a powerful person in the purple palace realm half step!

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Just now, I seemed to feel a breath of third-grade strange fire. Ling Tian could actually use the power of strange fire to integrate into his martial arts?"

"I have never heard of any martial arts that borrow the power of strange fire before!"

The hot air around has not yet dissipated, and even the ground is still as hot as coke at any time.

Before Ling Tian’s magical powers just now, he was even more fierce than the last sword he had when he faced Ling Xiao!

What kind of monster is Ling Tian? Can't even suppress him even a half-step Zi Mansion?

At this moment, let alone others, even Ling Tian himself was staring at his fingers blankly.

I just practiced this gathering finger to a small achievement on the road, but even so, with the blessing of the purple dragon flame, such a terrifying power burst out.

It really scared Ling Tian himself.

However, although the power of this flame gathering finger is ridiculously powerful, its consumption is extremely terrifying, and it almost emptied all the vitality in Lingtian's dantian.

Now he can no longer use the second gathering of flames.

"hateful!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Feng Wuji, who had recovered from his senses, was furious. He was like a crazy beast, and his big hand pressed down again. However, this time, his palm print became even more solid, like a huge millstone falling from the sky, about to fall into the air, bursting Ling Tian into meat paste!

If he doesn't kill Ling Tian today, it won't take long to die at Ling Tian's hands!

An Chiyue's expression suddenly became extremely solemn and cold, like an emotionless immortal in the fairyland. The ancient ice tower above her head was spinning wildly, and layers of pressure began to spread from the inside to the outside.

Now Ling Tian is no longer able to resist the wind Wuji, but she will continue to protect Ling Tian.

No one wants to hurt her husband!

"Buzz!"

But at this moment, the earth suddenly began to roar in the direction of Lingyuan, and even the entire Qianyuan Sect's large and small peaks began to shake.

The fluctuation was extremely amazing. Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look towards the direction of the Lingyuan. But the next moment, what made everyone suck in a cool air was that a pillar of light soared into the sky, and a huge purple vortex slowly condensed on the sky, with thunder rolling on it and an electric arc surging.

As the thunder sounded, it seemed as if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, as if endless great power was brewing and gathering!

"This is, thunder catastrophe!"

"The thunder tribulation of the Purple Mansion, some people are going to overcome the tribulation and achieve the realm of the Purple Mansion."

"The direction of the Ling Academy, is it the leader of the Ling Academy, Pei Ning!?"

After a while, the two heads of the Artifact Academy and the Dan Academy exclaimed.

After many years, Pei Ning, the former number one genius of Qianyuan Sect, was going to overcome the tribulation and be promoted to the Purple Mansion?!

"No, it's impossible. He is not serious illness and is on the verge of falling?" Feng Ruochen couldn't stop trembling as if he had seen something terrifying.

He understood that if Pei Ning became a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, then their Feng family would completely collapse within the Qianyuan Sect!

"Feng Wuji, if you dare to touch a hair from my disciple of the Spirit Academy again, I will let you break into pieces and be doomed!"

The cold voice of the Lord of the Spirit Academy suddenly sounded from under the vortex, and then it quickly spread throughout the Qianyuan Sect mountain gate, echoing like a bell, for a long time!

Feng Wuji was afraid. Before his martial arts arrived at the Ancient Ice Tower, he took the initiative to shatter his palm print.

He understood that if he really touched Ling Tian and An Chiyue, then Pei Ning, who had been promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm, would never let him go!
Chapter completed!