"The power of the dragon-level inferior skills used by strong men in the Demon Realm..."
Everyone looked at the most powerful collision in the sky in surprise. Some people with eyesight might be able to tell what level of elemental skill this was. They were so surprised that they couldn't close their jaws, and there was a sound of swallowing saliva.
before this incident.
Han Yingying and Zhao Xiangyu have entered the fifth level underground. Zhao Xiangyu is a third-level mage. By the time they reach the sixth level, Zhao Xiangyu has no soul power because these are all fourth-level magic circles. If it weren't for the fact that they are all Zhao Xiangyu,
Feng had taught him that he might not be able to crack it for a while.
Just when Zhao Feng died, all the seals below suddenly dissipated.
"Father!!"
Zhao Xiangyu knelt on the magic wall. When he saw that all the seals dissipated at once, his face turned pale, and he immediately understood one thing, that is, his father was dead!
"Xiangyu..." Although Han Yingying was not a mage, she could still see the simplest common sense of a mage. Her heart sank and she called out to Xiangyu.
"My father's soul was immediately shattered...Nalanfeng...you and I are at odds with each other!" Zhao Xiangyu clenched his fists and hit the ground with a heavy punch.
"Xiangyu, you have to calm down. My father must still be fighting hard outside now. Let's rescue Lingfeng first." Han Yingying comforted, but Zhao Xiangyu didn't seem to hear him at all. He remained motionless and his eyes were murderous.
Extremely rich.
"Xiangyu, don't wander around. I'll bring Lingfeng up right away." Han Yingying was also extremely worried about her father. She couldn't waste time here right now, and rescuing Lingfeng first was the most important thing at the moment.
So she jumped down from the formation hole. There was no seal below. Han Yingying went straight to the eighth floor and pressed a few switches on it. The original seal on the ninth floor was opened.
"Ling Feng!!" Han Yingying shouted downwards. Ling Feng below seemed to hear the shouting above, and her eyelids moved: "Han Yingying came to save me?"
Immediately he opened his eyes and looked up. The heavy seal was also opened, and a hole appeared. Ling Feng shouted to Xiao Mei: "Xiao Mei, let's go!"
Just like that, Ling Feng flew up. Han Yingying was worried that Ling Feng might have been swallowed up. She felt very disappointed and her face turned pale.
"Little rich woman, why are you here to save me now?" Ling Feng's figure flew up from below, frightening Han Yingying, who thought it was a strange spring coming up.
"Ling Feng! You, just be okay! The Tianshan Sect has already attacked! Nalan Feng is also outside, and Master Zhao has been killed!" Han Yingying has too many things to tell Ling Feng at the moment, but the top priority is
Tell Ling Feng the situation outside and let Ling Feng figure out how to move the next move.
"What... we called so quickly. Have we been discovered here?" Ling Feng asked immediately.
"Han Ning from the Tianshan Sect was already rushing up when we came in, and there was a traitor Zhang Kui beside him. After Zhao Feng was killed, the seal outside may have become ineffective, and they might also come in." Han Yingying
Said urgently.
"What a tragedy!" Ling Feng's mind was spinning rapidly, and his face changed as he thought of some possibility, "Let's go out and take a look."
"Well, Zhao Xiangyu is still above the seventh floor." Han Yingying said and followed.
But when they reached the seventh floor, it was completely empty. Han Yingying was also surprised, but Ling Feng had already figured it out. He must have rushed out to seek revenge on Nalan Feng.
"Little rich woman, let's go quickly!" Ling Feng held Ying Ying's small green-white hand with one hand, and his figure immediately flew up, with Xiao Mei following closely behind.
When we arrived at the entrance of the cave, there were shouts of shouting from outside.
"Little rich woman, wait for me here. I'll go out and deal with those people. When you come out again, Han Ning has already come in." Ling Feng's soul power was revealed early in the morning, and there was already a crowd of people outside.
"Yes!" Han Yingying nodded and responded without any hesitation.
Ling Feng already held a giant sword in his hand. He didn't intend to talk nonsense with those people. He just received the killing order and walked out of the cave. People below were surrounding Zhao Xiangyu and starting a battle. Zhao Xiangyu was in a magic circle. Han Ning was standing in front of him.
Thinking of using one move to deal with this little mage, Ling Feng's appearance made everyone stop.
"Ling Feng?" Han Ning spotted Ling Feng at a glance. Ling Feng smiled slightly: "That's right, why haven't you gone down to accompany Han Nan yet?"
Ling Feng said, and the figure flew out at a speed as fast as fire. Han Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and the figure immediately shot backwards.
"When did you become so strong!?" Han Ning was so frightened that he couldn't understand. The Ling Feng in front of him was as different as the Yuanshi who was a member of the Tianshan Sect back then!
"Master Han, his strength is as strong as Duan Yuanhun, you must not underestimate him!" Zhang Kui immediately shouted at this time, Ling Feng looked over coldly: "I recognize you, you are one of the senior disciples
Zhang Kui is the one in the middle, right? You traitor, I want you to die first!"
Just as Ling Feng finished speaking, a bolt of energy hit him, and several people surrounding Zhao Xiangyu immediately flew into the sky. Ling Feng smiled, this is what he wanted, and his figure rushed towards the crowd of people like a ghost.
In the middle, sword light flashed out, and the people above him instantly divided into several sections and landed on the ground.
There was only one person left - Zhang Kui. Zhang Kui looked at Ling Feng with a pale face and could not say a word. He had never seen the battle on Ling Feng's side, only the battle between Ling Feng and Yifeng, so
He was far from expecting the horror of Ling Feng's true strength.
"Go down and accompany the dead disciples!!" Ling Feng knew that the person in front of him might be the ultimate scum who harmed the entire sect, because Ling Feng had analyzed before that if nothing unexpected happened, the Tianshan Sect would not have arrived so quickly.
"You..." Before Zhang Kui could finish his words, Ling Feng had already chopped off the opponent's frightened head with a sword. Looking at the small square where flesh and blood were scattered, Ling Feng showed no expression, while Han Ning was frightened.
His face turned pale, and Ling Feng now gave the other party a huge shock in every aspect.
It was also the first time for Zhao Xiangyu to see such a horrific and bloody killing scene. He was trembling at the moment, which made him calm down a lot. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and looked at this invisible young man in horror. The killing was so bloody.
It was so bad that it made people vomit, but he glanced at the hands, feet and feet on the ground without changing his expression...
"Are you a human or a ghost..." Han Ning asked tremblingly.
"Don't you know it when you go to hell? I don't have time to play quiz games with you right now!!" Ling Feng said, swung out his sword, and hit it with flying swords, and the horrified Han Ning dodged away.
go.
After all, Han Ning is a fifth-level mage, and his strength is extremely powerful. However, in this small square, no matter how good his spells are, it is difficult to use them as easily as in the sky.
Ling Feng followed the opponent with his fatal speed. Ling Feng himself was a mage and knew what the biggest weakness of a mage was. Even a seventh-level mage, if his vitality and strength were poor, he would be in such a narrow space.
A dead end.
Han Ning also seemed to have thought of his own disadvantages, but his strength was still at the peak of Yuanhun. He was not so surprised that he would not fight back against Ling Feng. He immediately hit more than ten heavy blows in succession. Unfortunately, these heavy blows arrived
Everyone around Ling Feng was removed by the giant sword.
"Han Ning, your death has come!"
Han Ning could only use heavy attacks at such a close distance, and all other skills had to be printed, which would take a lot of time. Ling Feng would not give him a chance at all.
Amplify it, and as Ling Feng's voice sounds, the other party can no longer hear it.
"Ling Feng..."
Zhao Xiangyu was so surprised that he couldn't describe it. The Ling Feng he saw before was terrifying enough, but the Ling Feng he saw now was even more shocking. In just a few minutes, Ling Feng killed all the enemies present.
This is actually the effect of quality cultivation. Any person with quality cultivation who has reached the gold level will definitely be an opponent that any strong person will fear at close range.
"Xiangyu, I'm very sorry about what happened to you, Master Zhao. Nalanfeng is also my enemy. From now on, we are on the same boat. I will protect you. After the Ji Zun Pavilion, you will still be a big enemy.
Mage!" Ling Feng patted Xiang Yu on the shoulder and said.
"... Got it." Zhao Xiangyu was a little stunned. He thought that Ling Feng would think that his father was dead and now he had no one to rely on, so he would tease him, but he didn't expect to say such words. He looked at Ling Feng with admiration.
, nodded and responded.
"Little rich woman! That's enough, come out!" Ling Feng also nodded, and then said to Han Yingying at the entrance of the cave.
"Oh, let's go out quickly. Daddy is still fighting hard outside!" Han Yingying flew out with Xiaomei in her arms. She said directly without even looking at the ground, but she still paused and swallowed.
Ling Feng was immediately speechless, "You... did you really swallow the hot ice spring?"
"No, I didn't swallow it, but he is in my body now." Ling Feng said frankly. Zhao Xiangyu obviously understood that Ling Feng had hidden his strength before, otherwise he wouldn't be so surprised.
"...Let's go out first!" The two of them were speechless, and finally Ling Feng said.
Once outside, Ling Feng directly used his soul power to support Han Yingying and the two of them to fly towards the main mountain of Ji Zun Pavilion. The speed was extremely fast, and they arrived at the square in a short time.
At this time, the ordinary disciples on the square were all gathered together with their heads down, looking at the thundering battle above.
The sky was like a giant thunder flashing, making constant sounds and ripples of energy of various colors.
"Little rich woman, be optimistic about Xiangyu and don't let him be too impulsive. No matter what happens, you can't come over." Lingfeng's eyes reflected the wonderful battle above, his fighting spirit also surged, and the blood in his body began to boil.