Outside the courtyard, a man dressed in white walked over with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he landed in front of the courtyard door, a burst of bright white light suddenly bloomed from under his feet. White lights from all directions gathered into swords and slashed at him overwhelmingly.
"Formation? It's a pity that it's only a level five formation, it's too weak."
Dongji Yunfeng turned a deaf ear and the white light swords formed by the formation collapsed and dissipated into nothingness before they even approached.
Without any dharmas touching him, he is like a fairy who has been banished from the world, and his spirit is as rich as jade. With a flick of his sleeves, the door of the courtyard is pushed open by a strong wind.
A burst of ice suddenly appeared and rushed towards him. White mist filled the air around him, and a layer of frost condensed on the ground.
The steps of the man in white didn't stop at all. Whether it was the air of ice, the overwhelming purple flames of the Imperial Path, or the black flames of the Imperial Realm, they all dissipated and were annihilated three feet away from his body.
In the small courtyard, along the way, he touched dozens of killing formations, with various attributes including gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder.
As the holy master of Shenzong, Dongji Yunfeng is naturally a great master in formations. For him, who can trust all nine-level formations at his fingertips, these fifth-level formations are just a big show in front of Guan Gong. They are completely useless.
An act of overestimation.
Ye Feng didn't know that the person who wanted to attack him actually had such a huge background, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted his time setting up these dispensable formations.
"The arrangement of these formations is quite interesting."
Only ten feet away from Ye Feng's training room, Dongji Yunfeng suddenly stopped and looked ahead with interest.
There is nothing between the distance of three feet and three meters, but in Dongji Yunfeng's eyes, there are dense formations that cannot be seen with the physical body.
"The combination of serial killing formation, defensive formation, and trapping formation. The seemingly chaotic layout is actually completely orderly. It is actually possible to switch between the four formations of killing formation, defensive formation, trapping formation, and phantom formation at will?"
Dongji Yunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said as if talking to himself: "He is a genius in formation. I wonder which formation master can teach such a disciple."
In words, Dongji Yunfeng did not hesitate to praise Ye Feng, even though he came here to take his life.
"It's a pity that it's only a level 5 formation. If it were a level 9 formation, it might be really difficult for me to get through."
Dongji Yunfeng shook his head, slowly raised a finger, and drew a volley in the air. The space within a foot in front of him was actually torn open by him.
The space was torn apart, and the links between the formations were naturally severed. The large chain formation that Ye Feng spent a lot of effort to lay out was easily destroyed by the man in white.
"Squeak."
The door to the room opened and a woman in a plain white dress came out.
Both of them were dressed in white. The saint looked at the saint, and the saint also looked at the saint. Ice and snow suddenly floated in the courtyard where the two of them were, the air was frozen, and the terrible frost and cold air froze the space.
stand up.
"Mengdie, although your ice god's power can freeze space, don't forget that what I practice is not only the secret technique of the void, I am also a ninth-level master of formations." Dongji Yunfeng said expressionlessly.
said.
"Your true self has learned the method of becoming an immortal in the palace. This is just an incarnation of your martial master. As long as I am here, I will not let you harm Ye Feng." Saint Mengdie said indifferently.
"If the soul of the void had not been lost, I would have become an immortal long ago." Dongji Yunfeng sneered and said, "I know that you and Dongji Youran are sisters, but are you sure you want to stop me?"
At this moment, another figure slowly walked out of the opened door. Ye Feng held an object with silver light blooming like a seed in his hand and looked at the man in white.
"Is this what you want?" Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
Seeing Ye Feng actually walking out on his own, Dongji Yunfeng seemed a little surprised, but he didn't care. He nodded and said: "As long as you hand over the Soul of the Void to me, I can let you and Ye Qin go."
Hearing the other party mention his father's name, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Where is my father?"
"Give me the Soul of the Void, and I will naturally take you to see him." Dongji Yunfeng said.
Ye Feng's eyes flashed. Although this soul of the void is a priceless treasure, how can it be compared with his father's life?
"Ye Feng, when you were just born, the man in front of you personally took action and kidnapped your mother, cut off your father's Dao roots, and made him stay in the realm of King Wu for the rest of his life. Are you sure you want to give him
?" The Dream Butterfly Saint on the side suddenly said.
"Your mother, Dongji Youran, is the biological sister of the man in front of you. For the past seventeen years, he has personally locked and sealed your mother in a palace, never to see the light of day all year round."
"He has been looking for you all these years just to get the Soul of the Void, because your mother sealed the Soul of the Void in the deepest part of your soul. If someone tries to separate your soul, the Soul of the Void will fly by itself.
Ashes will annihilate you, otherwise, he will kill you as early as the day you are born."
"..."
The saint in white, who cherishes her words like gold, spoke a lot today for the first time, recounting the past seventeen or eight years ago.
"In order to become an immortal, he has disowned all his relatives..." Saint Mengdie said with a sneer.
Dongji Yunfeng did not stop Saint Mengdie from saying these things in front of Ye Feng. He looked at Ye Feng calmly from the beginning to the end and said indifferently: "I never need to explain to anyone when I do things.
Give me your soul."
"What the hell!" Ye Feng threw the Void Soul in his hand directly into his mouth, as if he was eating a jelly bean.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Dongji Yunfeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his terrifying aura locked onto Ye Feng instantly, and he reached out to grab him.
The figure of the saint in white flashed, and she shot out her jade hand. The power of the ice god froze everything, even the breath released by the other party could be frozen.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!…
Formation flags flew out of Dongji Yunfeng's body. The formation flags floated in all directions, and an overwhelming blazing flame surged out.
Obviously, this is a nine-level fire array, and the water and fire elements are in conflict with each other. Although it cannot completely offset the power of the Ice God, it can still resolve a large part of the impact.
The two beings in the realm of martial arts did not fight violently. They concentrated their Dao power to the limit with each move. The terrible fluctuations in Dao power did not have any aftermath. Otherwise, even if it was a wisp, Ye Feng would definitely be torn apart.
Split into pieces.
Naturally, the movement here cannot be hidden from the big shots of Shenzong. These powerful men who have reached the realm of Martial Saint and Martial Master walked out of their own training ground one by one, and they all looked at them with doubts.
Several of the elder-level martial masters appeared near this small courtyard, looking at each other, wondering why the Holy Lord and the Holy Girl were fighting here.
The Supreme Elders who have reached the level of Martial Immortal in Shenzong Holy Land cannot go out in seclusion unless there are important matters, so no one else dares to intervene in the battle between the Holy Lord and the Holy Girl, let alone whether they have that ability.
, the key is not having the courage.
The Soul of the Void was swallowed by Ye Feng and appeared directly in the sea of consciousness. The Void Soul reached out and grabbed this ray of silver light, and the chaotic flames rose up and started refining.
After all, this is the Dao soul condensed by the strong martial artist. With Ye Feng's current state, he can only refine a very insignificant part of it. Most of the remaining spatial Dao power is condensed into a line between the eyebrows of his void spirit.
The silver light is like a third vertical eye.
Ye Feng's body was filled with fluctuations in the power of space. He could clearly sense the mystery of the power of space between heaven and earth. His understanding of the Great Void Escape Technique also reached another level.
Ordinary warriors use their soul to resonate with the Dao of Heaven, and thus use Gangqi to condense the power of the Dao. This is equivalent to using themselves as a medium to borrow the power of the Dao of Heaven.
The supreme Tao that Ye Feng cultivates is forcibly refining the power of heaven, earth and heaven, and transforming it into his own power.
To put it in layman's terms, in the martial arts training system, the Supreme Way is a complete robber.
In the Holy Land of Shenzong, the status of the Saint and the Holy Lord are equal, so the strength of Saint Mengdie is basically the same as that of Dongji Yunfeng.
"Mengdie, it seems that your cultivation has improved rapidly in recent times. My incarnation of a martial master is no match for you."
The figure of the man in white clothes floated back, his clean white clothes were torn in many places, and his overall appearance was slightly embarrassed. It seemed that he had not taken any advantage in the hands of the Dream Butterfly Saint.
"I said, as long as I'm here, you can't hurt him." The tone of the saint in white left no room for doubt.
Dongji Yunfeng smiled instead of being angry, shook his head, and said: "The incarnation of Martial Lord is not your opponent, but that doesn't mean you can stop me."
The bright eyes of the saint in white suddenly shrank, her expression full of vigilance.
A vast and unpredictable aura surged from high in the sky. The warriors in the entire divine city sensed this aura and raised their heads to look high into the sky.
This aura contains terrifying pressure. Even a strong man who has reached the realm of Martial Master will have his purple mansion shake, his sea of consciousness tremble, and feel uneasy under the pressure of this aura.
"Xianwei!"
"Is it a powerful martial artist, or is someone using an immortal weapon?"
Most people's minds are full of doubts, but only the big shots in Shenzong know it well.
Within the Shen Sect, although the Holy Lady and the Holy Lord have the same status, only the Holy Lord is qualified to use the Immortal Weapons.
"You actually used immortal weapons to suppress me?" Sensing the terrifying immortal power descending from the sky, Saint Mengdie couldn't help but shudder.
The immortal soldiers haven't appeared yet, and just the aura of immortal power that permeates the air is no longer something that Wu Zun can resist.
Once a true immortal weapon is sacrificed, it will have the terrifying power to destroy the world.
"If you weren't trying to stop me, why would I be so showy?" Dongji Yunfeng's entire body was shrouded in silver light, his body shape overlapped with the space, and his breath was elusive.
Under the suppression of Xianwei, time and space seemed to have stopped freezing. Ye Feng felt that his body had lost control, and his sea of consciousness was shrouded in a powerful aura, shaking endlessly, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Buzz!"
In Zi Mansion, the Heaven Seizing Cauldron and the Creation Furnace surrounding him vibrated together, making his void soul unaffected by the immortal power.
Dongji Yunfeng did not sacrifice the real immortal weapon, but only attracted a ray of immortal power to immobilize the Dream Butterfly Saint who was cultivated as a warrior.
The saint in white was currently suffering from the suppression of the immortal power. What Ye Feng beside him endured was just an insignificant ray of immortal power that escaped.
The spirit and body of Saint Mengdie were suppressed by the immortal power at this moment. Unable to move, she could only watch Dongji Yunfeng walking towards Ye Feng.
Although Zifu was not affected by the immortal power, Ye Feng was unable to move at this moment. In his pupils, the man in white was getting closer and closer, walking towards him.
"Originally, if you handed over the Soul of the Void, I would not kill you, but now that you have made your choice, I can only refine your soul and take out the Soul of the Void."
The man in white looked at Ye Feng, his eyes full of indifference.