Liu Fengtang looked at the giant dragon tearing apart the space and rushing towards him, and roared in his throat, "Boom, boom," and the spiritual energy around him completely boiled.
Liu Fengtang's figure instantly changed into the same state as Liu Kui's before, but the image that Liu Fengtang transformed into at this time was countless times stronger than Liu Kui's.
A pair of huge wings spread out in the air, bringing up hurricanes. With a movement of his body, he hit the earth dragon with lightning speed.
Two figures on the sky, each occupying half of the sky, pierced the space and blasted away in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
A loud "crash" sound spread throughout the mountain range, and a wave of spiritual power suddenly spread out centered on the collision. The already broken ground cracked open again, with cracks wider than arms, facing the distance.
Spread rapidly everywhere.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion, and they were very curious as to who would be the final winner this time. Most people were not optimistic about Wang Jie, after all, there was a huge difference in strength.
Suddenly, two figures shot out quickly and smashed into the distance. "Bang, bang," there were two muffled sounds. The two figures were like falling meteors, falling directly to the ground in an eye-shaking gesture, leaving them naked.
Two large craters instantly appeared on the ground.
The dust dispersed, and people stared at the large crater in the distance with wide eyes. Their hearts could no longer be described as shocked.
Who will win? People are looking forward to it curiously.
There were crashing sounds of falling rocks, and two voices of "Whoosh, Whoosh" rang out at the same time, and two figures in extreme embarrassment were seen rushing out of the pit.
Wang Jie's body was covered in blood, and his clothes had all been torn. Only his eyes were extremely bright, staring at Liu Fengtang closely.
At this time, Liu Fengtang no longer had that indifferent and aloof aura, and Liu Fengtang's figure seemed a bit scattered.
Wang Jie's heart moved and he said in a hoarse voice: "Old man, a clone wants to make waves in my hands. Let's see how I can destroy this useless clone of yours."
After speaking, his hands moved again. Liu Fengtang looked at Wang Jie in the distance, his heart full of anger, but as Wang Jie said, he was just a clone, and his strength was naturally compromised, so if he wanted to completely defeat Wang Jie
, then this clone of mine may have to disappear.
If this was the case, it would cause certain harm to himself, so Liu Fengtang retreated in his heart.
Liu Fengtang's eyes flashed sharply, "You are lucky, I will let you go today. When you fall into my hands in the future, I will let you taste what it means to live worse than death," Liu Fengtang's face was gloomy and cold.
The voice came over.
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't stop. A rainbow light flashed around Liu Kui and he ran towards the distance. Wang Jie never expected that this old guy would walk away so happily.
At this moment, I am already a strong crossbow. The appearance before was just for this old guy to see. I didn't expect Liu Fengtang to believe it.
The headquarters of Lingxiao Pavilion is located on Lingshan Mountain. It is surrounded by strong spiritual power all year round. In a secret room, a figure is sitting quietly cross-legged. Looking carefully, it is Liu Fengtang who had fought with Wang Jie before. The figure who was sitting quietly opened his eyes suddenly.
A stream of blue light flashed past.
He said angrily, "Little bastard, if it wasn't a critical moment, I would have to tear you apart today. When I advance to the Lingzong realm, I will let you know the consequences of offending me, Liu Fengtang."
Waves of cold voices echoed in the secret room, and the silent figure closed its eyes again.
Wang Jie stood there, feeling severe pain in his body and a sense of weakness. Wang Jie almost fell down. A sound of breaking wind sounded, and Feng Qingyang rushed over and helped Wang Jie.
Feng Qingyang's face was full of admiration, and he frowned and said, "How is it?" Wang Jie shook his head and grinned bitterly, "It's not bad, I won't die." The words caused injuries in his body, and Wang Jie gritted his teeth in pain.
Seeing Wang Jie's show off, Feng Qingyang said, "Let's go, find a safe place first." After saying that, he led Wang Jie, Mu Yanran and others towards the distance.
Watching Wang Jie and others leave, the people in the distance recovered from the shock. The previous situation was too eye-opening. The sound of breathing kept ringing. Who is Liu Fengtang? There are almost no people standing there.
A few people didn't know that he was one of the top elders in the Lingxiao Pavilion, but he was defeated by an unknown young man.
Who are these two people? They have such strength. Why have they been unknown before? Why do they not have a place on the rankings? People are full of questions. But after this battle, it will be difficult for these two people not to be famous. I believe
Soon, some of their deeds and legends will be spread on this continent.
Wang Jie himself was supported by Feng Qingyang, and walked deep into the mountains to find a safer area. Feng Qingyang took on the role of guard, and Wang Jie sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly entered.
reached a state of cultivation.
At this moment, the most important thing is to heal the injury as soon as possible. In this dangerous mountain range, no one knows what kind of hidden dangers are hidden, so we must be vigilant at all times, otherwise the consequences may be serious.
As soon as the mind entered the body, he saw that the body was in a mess, the muscles and veins were in a mess without a trace of luster, and the spiritual power in the muscles and veins was pitifully small, almost negligible.
The thunder in the dantian was also a little sluggish, lazily clinging to the dantian, motionless. Seeing this, Wang Jie felt bitter in his heart.
The Nine Heavens Devouring Thunder Technique was silently operating. With the operation of the technique, the spiritual energy from heaven and earth slowly surged towards Wang Jie. When waves of spiritual energy entered his body along the Tianling Cap, Wang Jie felt that he was already sluggish.
The muscles and veins are like nectar that has been exposed for a long time, greedily absorbing this foreign substance and nourishing it bit by bit.
Feng Qingyang looked at Wang Jie who was sitting motionless on the ground, looked back at Mu Yanran, and said slowly, "Miss Mu, I will be on duty tonight. You guys should find a place to rest for a while.
We have to travel tomorrow."
After previous conversations with Mu Yanran, Feng Qingyang also had a certain understanding of Mu Yanran and others, so Mu Yanran and the others stopped being pretentious, said hello to Feng Qingyang, and each found a place to enter the cultivation state.
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Feng Qingyang had nothing to do, sitting slowly on the ground, looking up at the sky, the dark night sky was filled with twinkling stars, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Feng Qingyang remembered his conversation with Mu Yanran and had a general understanding of the Eastern Continent. What interested Feng Qingyang the most was that there was a "Youth Potential List" in the Eastern Continent, and there was another one called
"Tianbang," it is said that if you want to enter the Tianbang, you must enter the youth potential list. Feng Qingyang is still very interested in these two so-called big lists. He doesn't know which list he can be in and how high his ranking can be.
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The night was still dark, and the sound of breaking wind continued to sound in the distance, rushing towards the distance.
There was no words all night, and the sky gradually became brighter. When a ray of sunshine shone on the land, the lively atmosphere of yesterday returned to the mountains. The figures all over the mountains continued to fly towards the depths of the mountains.
Mu Yanran and others woke up from practice early, chatting softly with Feng Qingyang, and occasionally glanced at Wang Jie, who was still not awake not far away.
The sun slowly rose, but Wang Jie still showed no sign of waking up, watching the locust-like figures not far away swooping down into the depths of the mountains.
Mu Yanran was a little anxious, because Wang Jie told her before entering the practice last night that she had something to ask, so now Mu Yanran can't leave no matter how anxious she is, not to mention that Wang Jie risked his life to save her, so Mu Yanran can only
Can be anxious secretly.
As time goes by, it has entered midday, and the sun hangs high in the sky, emitting vicious heat.
Mu Yanran waved her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, looked at Wang Jie, and saw visible black lights lingering around Wang Jie. As the black lights flowed, a stream of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye followed Wang Jie.
The Tianling Cap was poured down.
"When will I wake up?" Mu Yanran was secretly worried.
There were bursts of slight thunder in the evening. Feng Qingyang and others hurriedly looked back when they heard it, and saw a silver-black spiritual power suddenly bursting out from Wang Jie's body, constantly circling around Wang Jie's body.
, a soft roar came out like a dragon or a tiger roaring.
"He's awake," several people thought secretly.
Wang Jie's eyes, which had been tightly closed all night, slowly opened. Lightning flashed through his eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked in suddenly. The spiritual energy hovering around him was directly sucked into Wang Jie's body.
Standing up and patting his butt, feeling the spiritual energy filling his body, Wang Jie nodded with satisfaction. After a fierce battle, Wang Jie realized that he was getting closer and closer to the spiritual martial realm.
I believe that once I absorb enough space power, I will be able to advance to the spiritual martial realm easily.