When Feng Jinghong heard the old voice, he immediately turned around and looked around. When he faced the bamboo forest again, there was an old woman wrapped in black robe standing in the green bamboo forest.
"This body technique is so fast. I turned around and took less than a breath. Before she could finish her words, the body appeared."
Feng Jinghong suppressed the shock in her heart without revealing any trace, and asked warily: "May I ask, senior, where is this place?"
"You came from the Path of Immortality, and you still don't know where this place is?"
The hoarse sound was like a piece of cloth being torn, which was horrifying.
"Hey, hey, hey, another idiot who wants to reach the extremes of heaven!"
The old woman looked at Feng Jinghong's astonished expression, as if she had guessed his thoughts. She shook her head disdainfully, smiled sinisterly, and turned around slowly.
"ah!"
Feng Jinghong exclaimed. He was stunned by the face he saw. He had one eye and a broken eyebrow. The skin on his face seemed to have been burnt by fire. It was scorched red. His nose seemed to have been cut off by a sharp blade. Only
His two dark nostrils fluttered as he breathed, and two streaks of crimson smoke entered from his nostrils, which was strange and inexplicable.
What shocked Feng Jinghong was not her ugly face, but her Tianling Cap. Her Tianling Cap was clearly exposed, with no skin on it, and it looked like a bright mirror, shining brightly.
"What? Boy, are you afraid of this? I advise you to retreat here, lest you destroy yourself. Even if you pass these three levels, you will still be dead when you set foot on the Jiuji Climb to the rooftop.
Its fate, if you look at me like this, you will know how dangerous it is!"
The old woman's cold voice was like a giant hammer, hitting Feng Jinghong's heart hard, and two voices sounded in Feng Jinghong's mind at the same time.
"I have a blood feud. Anyway, now I can participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Why don't I just retreat and stop dreaming about reaching the heavens? Seeing that the strange old woman has such a terrifying cultivation level and can't even take that step, I am even more worried.
There’s no hope!”
"I'm not willing to give in. Revenge and immortality are my goals. If I don't want to be slaughtered at will, I have to stand on the top of heaven and earth. I want to set foot on Jiuji to reach the rooftop to see what kind of place it is!
"
Feng Jinghong's eyes sometimes flashed with a hesitant look, and sometimes were extremely firm. The two kinds of light flashed alternately, and the whole person's aura was sometimes high and sometimes low, constantly changing.
"No, why would I hesitate? Now that I have embarked on this road, I must go on firmly. Even if I want revenge, I must stand at the top of the human world. The Qinghuo Sect and the three major cultivators of the Jinyang Dynasty
The sects are all guarded by old monsters in the spirit transformation stage. If I don’t even have this little confidence, how can I kill the enemy?"
The "Tao Jing of Immortality" in Feng Jinghong's body kept running. The nine-character Tianyin was like a clear spring in the hot weather, which gradually calmed down Feng Jinghong's confused heart. Her spiritual chanting was like beads, and her mind became clearer.
Being tempered by the Nine-Word Heavenly Sound, Feng Jinghong's mind was firm, and the hesitation in his eyes gradually faded away. His eyebrows were condensed, and his eyes flashed with a hint of violence.
"Boy, you have such a changeable mind. There is no hope for this trip. If you had just retreated, I would have buried you in this bamboo forest long ago. I see you have a faint aura that makes me feel close to you."
The old woman's voice was a little startling, but it was still like a ghost crying, making people feel a kind of coldness seeping from the bones.
"Haha, senior, there is no need to say more. A man's heart must be refined hundreds of times, and he has been through countless twists and turns, but he is still unscathed. It is normal for me to think about it. If senior is guarding this level, then please take action. I am Feng Jinghong.
Just take it!"
Feng Jinghong smiled slightly and said calmly, but the last few words contained the meaning of his indomitable bravery. His voice was mighty, like thunder in the clouds and thunder!
Click!
Boom!
The last few words of Feng Jinghong were filled with passion. The sound was like thunder, grand and far-reaching. It rushed towards the old woman with layers of sound waves. The old woman was surprised and ducked away, but the bamboo forest behind her fell one after another in the sound waves.
, as if killing a chicken with a bull's knife, and like catkins blown by the wind, the sound fell into a large area in a blink of an eye.
"Okay! The situation is overwhelming! It's time for me to take action. Be careful!"
The old woman saw that the bamboo forest was destroyed by Feng Jinghong's sound waves. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but more of it was appreciation. She praised it, stretched out her two skinny arms from her black robe, and took a picture.
He cut off a broken bamboo root and rubbed it with his hands. The green broken bamboo turned into fiery red, flashing with sparkling fire, and shot towards Feng Jinghong rapidly.
The moment the old woman spoke out, Feng Jinghong held the Demon Sword in his hand, activated the "Nine Transformations of the Immortal Book", and pure demon energy poured into the Demon Sword from his left palm, and the sword demon changed nine times.
Ruyi's magical power was used, and the three-foot long sword instantly transformed into a ten-foot giant sword. It faced the fiery red broken bamboo thrown by the old woman and slashed it hard!
burst!
The two objects collided, and the huge roar made Feng Jinghong temporarily deaf at that moment, but the Demon Sword filled with demonic energy was so powerful that it smashed the flickering broken bamboo into powder, and it flew freely.
Falling in the air.
"Huh? Demonic cultivator? You brave boy, a demonic cultivator in the foundation-building stage, dares to set foot in the place where I live. Even if you say 'believe' today, I will kill you here!"
The old woman didn't even look at the broken bamboo that was beaten into powder by Feng Jinghong. A yellow light about a foot long shot out from her eyes. She stared at the Demon Sword in Feng Jinghong's hand and said sternly.
"What's the word 'letter'? Why does this weird old woman speak so weirdly?"
Before Feng Jinghong could think deeply, he heard a sharp roar from the old woman, and all the green bamboos within a hundred feet in radius rose up from their roots and floated behind the old woman.
"I will let you repay the feeling of being burned by the demonic fire!"
The old woman smiled sinisterly, opened her mouth and spat out a burst of red fire, covering the thousands of green bamboos behind her.
After a ball of fire the size of a fist fell on those green bamboos, it was like a fire falling on firewood. It ignited in an instant. In less than three breaths, it completely enveloped the thousands of green bamboos, and there was only a burst of sound.
With a crackling sound of burning, the green bamboo completely changed its appearance.
The thousands of green bamboos were no longer green, but turned into the same broken bamboo that Feng Jinghong destroyed before, fiery red, but the color was darker.
Feng Jinghong really couldn't figure out how these ordinary bamboos could survive the fire unharmed. They just changed color. He could clearly feel the scorching temperature from a distance of more than ten feet. He didn't believe that ordinary bamboos could survive the fire.
Can withstand such high temperatures.
"The devil fire is added to the body, the ordinary bamboo transforms, the red leaves and withered bamboo, the luck and magical power!"
The old woman watched the thousands of green bamboos behind her change color, her wrinkled face piled together, she squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and shouted loudly.
"The red-leafed bamboo has the magical power of luck? Is this trying to imitate the effect of the red-leafed bamboo?"
Hearing the four words "red leaves and dead bamboos", Feng Jinghong's mind lit up and he suddenly raised his head. He saw the old woman smiling sinisterly at him, patting the shining Tianling Cap with her withered hands, and a golden streak appeared.
The rays of light shot out from her Heavenly Spirit Cap, blessing those fiery red bamboos.