Xutuo Mountain shook violently on the old man with broken arm and struggled to fly out, but the old man with broken arm exhaled his breath onto the mountain, refining all Lan Feng's thoughts. Xutuo Mountain then calmed down and was put away by the old man with broken arm.
"Cough cough..." After Lan Feng stopped in the air, Xu Tuo Mountain was refined by someone, and his mind was damaged. He opened his mouth and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
At the same time, Lan Feng's mind was damaged, and the power of his soul could no longer stop the tearing power of the Lingxu Fan and was shaken out of his body.
"Oh, a generation of geniuses..." When Lan Feng's soul was shaken out of his body, the Taoist dean who was hiding in the void sighed silently.
"A genius is always killed in the cradle and cannot truly grow up. If you want to blame him, he can only blame him for showing his sharpness and not knowing to restrain himself." A supreme martial artist said coldly.
He had no intention of sympathizing with Lan Feng at all. Perhaps in his opinion, although Lan Feng was unprecedented in his genius, he would be like a person who did not know how to restrain himself. No matter how genius he was, he would be a waste before he grew up.
"After all, he is the descendant of the Beiming Heavenly Lord. Although a peerless female heavenly king has fallen for countless years, his descendants are as domineering as hers. If you really give Lan Feng time, you might be the existence of the Beiming Heavenly Lord. It's just a pity..." A supreme touched his white beard and nodded. Although the master of the Jueqing Valley was already hundreds of years old, he looked like a girl in love with spring. His beautiful big eyes glanced at the supreme, and snorted. He stared at the war.
"Bai Zhiyuan, you are hundreds of years old, but you still bully a junior like this. Don't you feel like you have lost our supreme face?" The Lord of the Revenge Valley said coldly towards the three supreme figures of Bai Zhiyuan in the war.
"Did the Lord of the Jueqing Valley intend to infiltrate our battle? Or do you think the Jueqing Valley has existed for thousands of years and has become a season for us to face our anger." Bai Zhiyuan was threatening nakedly.
"Haha...haha..." After Lan Feng's immortal soul flew out of his body, when the supremes thought he would die, he suddenly burst into laughter.
When the others smiled like this, the gray soul ignited the blood-red demon fire, and the soul reappeared in vitality and its combat power was improved step by step.
"No. This son's soul has merged into one with the blood-colored demon fire. He is the blood-colored demon fire, and the blood-colored demon fire is him. His soul is immortal, and just shook his soul out of the body is not enough to erase the other party."
When the old man Broken Arm recovered from the collection of Xutuo Mountain, he screamed when he saw this. When he screamed, Bai Zhiyuan and the others suddenly became shocked. "What did you say? Did he swallow the blood-colored demon fire left by the Emperor Beiming Tianjun into a part of himself?"
The two supreme gods stared at each other with an unbelievable look. This fire seed of heaven and earth was the former owner. A generation of heavenly kings had never done it, but this son actually did it.
"It seems that this son cannot be kept. This time, he must be killed in the cradle no matter what. He cannot let him grow."
Both Bai Zhiyuan and Zhang Jiehu thought so, and the murderous aura on their face became extremely powerful.
"If anyone dares to take action today, it is an enemy that will never end with my Nether Ghost Sect. My Nether Ghost Sect will do everything and destroy your entire family..."
Bai Zhiyuan suddenly roared to the sky, but looked back and slaughtered Lan Feng with Zhang Jiehu and the old man with the broken arm of the broken arm at Lan Feng again, and ignored what the supreme people in the other ten major Taoist sects thought.
Or he had already made it clear that people from the ten major Taoist sects dare not risk being exterminated to save someone who had nothing to do with him.
"Haha..." Lan Lanfeng's laughter gradually became extremely rampant. The louder his laughter, the more his blood-colored demon fire became.
"Return to your soul, return to your body, wake me up." Lan Feng's immortal soul enveloped the blood-colored demon fire and suddenly roared. The soul suddenly shook and chased his body, instantly sank into his body, causing Lan Feng's body to fall to suddenly stop.
"A few old dogs, if you want to kill me, you will have the awareness of being killed by me, Lan Feng. Kill..." Lan Feng roared and the wind and clouds changed. The halo of the dantian around him rose and became larger. The origin of several martial arts in the halo of the dantian were revealed at this moment.
The Nine Dragons' phantom roared like thunder, the green dragon swept in the sky and was in the air, the immortal demon shadow roared in the sky, the two Buddhas of the past and the future hung up in the air, sitting cross-drawn in the air, singing the past and future scriptures...
The Lanfeng is like standing among the strange appearances of many gods, looking up at the sky and laughing wildly. The person is really like a Buddha but not a Buddha, and like a god but not a god.
"You have to die, die... die..." Lan Feng shouted, and with a big foot, he rushed towards the broken-armed old man among the three supreme ghosts of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.
The three supreme masters obviously had never seen any martial arts cultivator like this. They were scared for a moment and looked at Lan Feng blankly, but they didn't know what to say.
"What's this back? This son is really a human, not an immortal from the fairy world who came to the human world."
Such a sentence echoed in the minds of the three supreme powerhouses of the Netherworld Ghost Sect for a long time, but they didn't say such words, because they had never seen what the legendary immortal was like.
Or in this vast world, for hundreds of thousands of years, there has never been any martial arts practitioner ascended to the fairy world. In their eyes, the fairy world has always existed as an idea, and there has never been any belief that there are immortals in the world.
Even in ancient times when the Supreme Lord was everywhere and the peak martial arts kings were everywhere, no one was able to ascend to become an immortal. However, in the ancient times, there were several heavenly kings controversial about this matter of becoming an immortal. Even the legendary strongest heavenly king, Beiming Heavenly Lord built a ninth-level golden bridge to break through the sky and ascend to the immortal world.
For example, the Heavenly Lord Gutuo realized the three Buddhist scriptures of the past, present and future from the six paths. In fact, he became an immortal in the world and lived a life of heaven and earth.
However, these legends have been forgotten one by one in the long river of time. Until now, there is no such thing as a god in this vast world, and no one has ever mentioned this statement.
However, Lan Feng's sudden appearance, with strange appearances in all directions, suddenly made them think of this.
Such thoughts not only appeared in the minds of the three supreme emperors of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, but also the many supreme emperors hidden in the void have such thoughts.
Although they all felt that such thoughts were extremely unbelievable, their mind suddenly flashed through such thoughts and hopes.
"Boom..."
Lan Feng stepped past his big foot and appeared in front of the old man with broken arm instantly. He raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, and punched the old man with broken arm.
This broken-armed old man is the one with the lowest combat power among the three supreme masters such as Bai Zhiyuan, and he also has an indelible hatred with Lan Feng. It is natural to choose to attack him first.
"You dare, you dare." The old man with broken arm suddenly looked back and came to his senses from Lan Feng's strange appearance. He raised his hand to face the air and hit him, but with a "boom", he collided with Lan Feng.
At the moment of the collision, Lan Feng was directly hit and flew out, falling not far away and vomiting blood. He was not a supreme martial artist, and no matter how he was against the will of heaven, he was not the supreme opponent.
"Kill him, this boy will not be kept." After Bai Zhiyuan came to his senses, he yelled immediately. He was really afraid of Lan Feng.
It’s not that he is afraid of how powerful he is, but that he is afraid of growing up. The strange phenomenon exposed by this son is certain that once he grows up, he will be another Beiming Heavenly Lord, even above Beiming Heavenly Lord.
This can be seen from his cultivation level of the Supreme Realm, which can be seen from the blood-colored demon fire that Beiming Heavenly Lord could not swallow and refine, and was swallowed and refined into a part of his body.
His growth will be the demise of the Netherworld Ghost Sect and even the ancient Demon Clan, so this son will not be able to survive. He must kill this person no matter what the situation occurs today.
"A bunch of unsuccessful supremes, aren't you going to kill me? Come up, why do I, Lan Feng, have you? I want to fight with bloody battles..." Lan Feng shouted wildly, completely ignoring the blood shed from the wounded body.
He stood there in such bloody weather, but his whole body was accompanied by strange phenomena from the heavens, making Lan Feng look like a demon but also a Buddha, giving people an indescribable feeling.
Amid the crazy laughter and roar, Lan Feng's body grew bigger in the air, instantly becoming a deserted body, facing the three supreme masters independently.
At this time, the three supreme emperors of the Netherworld Ghost Sect had already looked back in a daze just now.