Xiao Feng started running wildly, rushing forward regardless of everything.
But no matter how far he ran, he was always in this endless darkness.
Suddenly, a bright light came from ahead, as if it was a beacon guiding him in the direction.
Xiao Feng cheered up and continued running in the direction of the light. The distance was getting closer and closer, the light gradually dispelled the darkness, and he finally rushed out.
"What?"
Suddenly, Xiao Feng stopped and was stunned.
In front of him is a giant who is tens of meters tall. He is sitting cross-legged on the clouds. He is wearing a golden Taoist robe, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, and has a long white beard hanging down his chest, showing his Taoist immortal style.
"immortal?"
Xiao Feng looked around again and saw that it was all covered with white clouds.
"I am the ancestor of Taiqing, the moral god."
The huge old man spoke, and his voice was like sound waves, shaking the entire space.
"What? Taishang Laojun?"
Xiao Feng was completely stunned and looked at each other blankly.
In front of this huge god, he was like an ant, appearing extremely small.
"Xiao Feng, are you guilty of offending the Earth Immortal?"
the old man asked.
"Earth Immortal? Who is the Earth Immortal?"
Xiao Feng asked back.
"Great Immortal Liu of Qinglong Temple is my disciple."
"You kill innocent people indiscriminately and disturb the Immortal Hall. Don't you know you are guilty?"
The old man asked loudly.
That invisible pressure made Xiao Feng feel very uncomfortable, and his chest felt tight.
"The evil words of Qinglong Temple confuse the public and bring disaster to the whole party."
"If you are really an immortal ancestor, you should know that your disciple is doing justice for heaven and eliminating harm for the people."
Xiao Feng raised his head and said neither humble nor arrogantly.
"Asshole!"
"You still dare to quibble in front of me? Kneel down."
‘Buzz!’
This roar made Xiao Feng tremble all over.
Facing the ancient immortal, the ancestor of Taiqing, how could he, a disciple of Xiaolong Medical Sect, dare to refute?
He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, slowly kneeling on one knee on the ground. The old man showed a strange smile.
"Xiao Feng, this Immortal Ancestor wants to destroy your cultivation, do you have any complaints?"
"have!"
Suddenly, Xiao Feng raised his head and stood up suddenly.
"Hmph, you evildoer, you dare to pretend to be the ancestor of Taiqing, what else can you not dare to do?"
"What did you say?"
The old man's face stiffened.
"Don't think that I don't know, everything I see is a vision you created."
Xiao Feng said it clearly.
If the other party pretended to be another great immortal, he might have been fooled, but how could the ancestor of Taiqing show up at will?
The moment he knelt down on one knee, he suddenly woke up. All this was just an illusion, all an illusion.
"Xiao Feng, you are an arrogant person."
"Even this Immortal Ancestor doesn't care about you. I will send you to hell."
The old man slapped it down, like a fly swatting a mosquito.
Xiao Feng wanted to fly away, but he suddenly realized that all his martial arts skills were gone, and his jump was only two meters away.
Seeing that giant palm, he was about to be beaten into a meat pie. He had no choice but to roll and crawl, trying to avoid it in a hurry.
'boom!'
There was a loud noise and white mist flew into the sky.
Xiao Feng was so shocked that he was sweating profusely and almost died.
"Break your evil spell!"
"The universe of heaven and earth, Wuji borrows the law and opens it!"
Xiao Feng shouted loudly, let go and pushed upward, but there was no reaction at all.
"What?"
He was completely confused. Not only had he lost all his martial arts skills, but now he also lost his Taoist skills. He was completely useless.
"Hahaha... You still want to use magic in front of me? You are really overestimating your capabilities."
'Snapped!'
The old man grabbed him in his hand as if he was squeezing a bug to death.
"Haha... You can't escape from the palm of my hand, I will crush you into pieces."
Xiao Feng struggled painfully, but to no avail.
He could hardly breathe, and his vision began to become blurry.
"Xiao Feng!"
Just when he was about to lose consciousness, Hua Murong's shout suddenly rang in his ears.
'brush!'
Immediately afterwards, a large hole was opened in the old man's chest, and a burst of white light came out.
"What?"
The old man's face changed drastically, and with a crisp sound, the huge body was like a mirror, shattering on the spot.
After the white light disappeared, Xiao Feng suddenly woke up.
He was still standing in the middle of the hall, with black thread wrapped around his body, and the dozen men in black robes surrounded him.
One of the men in black robes was strangling his neck. No wonder he couldn't use magic and force.
It turns out that it was all an illusion. It was a shamanistic magic that could temporarily cause people to hallucinate, thereby achieving the purpose of killing people.
"Brother Feng, please wake up."
Bing Ling's anxious voice sounded.
"Quickly, kill him for me."
Liu Daxian sat in front of the statue and shouted.
'Pfft!'
Xiao Feng pierced the black-robed man's chest with his sword, and blood spurted out.
The man in black robe who was strangling his neck died on the spot.
'brush!'
He raised his second sword and cut all the black threads.
"Wow…"
The dozen or so men in black robes immediately vomited blood and took a few steps back.
If Xiao Feng breaks their magic circle, there will naturally be a backlash.
"Brother Feng, we are here."
Bing Ling and Hua Murong killed more than a dozen Qinglong Temple disciples outside the main hall and rushed in with long swords in hand.
Both of them were covered in blood, and their expressions looked very excited. Of course, the blood belonged to others.
"Why are you here? It's very dangerous."
Xiao Feng said worriedly.
"We are here to help you just because of the danger."
"If it hadn't been for me just now, you would have been killed by that witchcraft."
Hua Murong smiled proudly.
"Well! I really want to thank you."
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled.
Fortunately, there was Hua Murong, otherwise it would have been easy to fall into the other party's trap.
"Bastard, do you two also want to go against this great immortal?"
Liu Daxian cursed angrily.
"Bah, you bullshit immortal."
Hua Murong spat: "I, the majestic Yin Yang Master, travel all over the country and don't know anything?"
"Your shamanism is a well-known witchcraft sect in the north. In the past, you were doing some human work, at least you could help others and yourself."
"In the past few years, some of you have been selfish and unscrupulous in order to achieve your goals, and you have caused many people to lose their money and lives."
"How dare you pretend to be a great immortal even if you are just a charlatan? You have violated the laws of heaven and should be punished."
'brush!'
She threw her hands forward, and a row of yellow talismans flew out.
‘Papa papa…’
All the yellow talismans hit Liu Daxian's body, forming a huge evil-killing talisman pattern.
"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, kill!"
‘Crack!’
A bolt of lightning fell out of thin air and struck directly on Liu Daxian's head.
‘Stab la la…’
Electricity spread throughout her body, and with a bang, her entire body was on fire.
Then a gust of wind blew, and the flame turned blue and flew into the sky in an instant, as if it was going to burn the entire hall to ashes.
But the strange thing is that Liu Daxian didn't make any sound. How could she bear it?
The other men in black robes also seemed very calm and did not panic at all.
"wrong!"
Xiao Feng's face darkened.
"Oh, what's wrong?"
"Even if she is a thousand-year-old snake demon, there is no way she can survive this fire."
Hua Murong was very confident.
"Haha... little girl, you want to kill me? That's simply unbelievable."
Suddenly, Liu Daxian laughed wildly.
'boom!'
A stream of air exploded from her body, and the burning blue flame was extinguished instantly.