Ye Feng's figure took the lead and fell rapidly like a meteor.
However, no one noticed it. Just when Ye Feng led the team down, an extremely faint starlight flashed through their team, as if an invisible force quietly attached to the last disciple of the Astrological Temple.
Then the faint starlight floated quietly under the violent Yuan power around, and finally, it seemed to fall on the corner of Ye Feng's robe unintentionally.
No one noticed all this.
Even a great master like Wang Po couldn't take care of it at all. After a few breaths, Ye Feng had already led a group of virtual warriors to quickly approach the Tianji Palace.
"Host, what should we do?"
The monks in Benlei Temple were stunned for a moment, and one of them asked in a deep voice.
"What should I do? Tianji Temple is an ally of my Benlei Temple. Even Qianniaozhai has gone to rescue. Are you still here to talk nonsense?"
The monk Pudu's eyebrows trembled, and anger flashed faintly on his face.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell at a glance that Ye Feng is extraordinary.
If these incompetent disciples need half of the ability of the young man just now, Benlei Temple will burn incense. I just don’t know what the young man is. He is obviously not a disciple of the two schools of Astrology and Constellation, but in Wang Po and Duan
In Tianming's eyes, he is more valued than the most elite genius among the two factions?
This situation has never happened in the past.
Among the seven holy lands, only genius disciples of a certain sect will regard them as treasures. If they are placed in other sects, they will only give them certain etiquettes at most. It is definitely impossible to regard them as their own people.
Moreover, the friendship between Chidorizawa and the Astrology Temple can only be said to be relatively harmonious at most. The genius disciples of Chidorizawa cannot be supported by the Astrology Temple warriors, otherwise the same is true for the Astrology Temple.
But what I saw today was beyond the expectations of the Pudu Monk. There was such a young man who was loved by all the disciples of the Void Realm at the same time, which simply subverted common sense.
The monk Pudu shook his head slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The world...maybe it has been quietly changing. It is time for a peerless figure to appear in the seven holy places, leading the next generation to work together to fight against the Demon Sect...
He gradually withdrew his thoughts.
"Ba, bha..."
The old demon Yanghun slapped his palm.
"Wang Po, Duan Tianming, Old Monk Pudu, you are really there. I didn't expect that you can break through the painstaking plan and interception of our Demon Sect. The name of the holy land is really amazing."
He seemed to be warm and talked to Wang Po and the other two, as if the few of them were friends who had not seen each other for many years. Unfortunately, the cold murderous intent released from Yanghun's eyes shattered the warmth.
"The Demon Yuan Sect's abacus is quite deep this time... The destruction of the Moon Demon Sect branches, the Soul-Destroying Palace, and the Soul-Real Blood Hall, is probably happier than our righteous path for your Demon Yuan Sect.
...It's a pity that everything can't be as good as you wish!
Today, I’m afraid you will be disappointed... You’ll see a real move under the tip of the gun!"
Wang Po, with a cold face, looked at the two soul-devouring elders and hummed heavily in his nostrils.
He also understood that these people had not taken action for a long time, but instead talked to them, probably because they were delaying time to restore the excessive energy consumed in the battle with Mo Lin, or perhaps they were planning a bigger conspiracy.
How could they give this opportunity?
"boom!"
Kill decisively.
In an instant, a thunderous roar echoed from the silver-white spear in Wang Po's hand. The sky-Breaking spear with a sharp artistic conception was shot out and attacked directly at the King Realm of the Demon Sect.
In terms of actual combat power, except for Mo Lin who was unconscious, the strongest combat power on the field was Wang Po. Even if he faced the two soul-devouring elders at the same time, Wang Po could not have a trace of fear in his heart. In an instant, the sharp attack was like thunder.
Flying, bringing layers of gun shadows.
"hateful!"
"Wang Po, I really think I'm afraid of you if I'm waiting!"
How could the old Yanghun Demon, who was already hot-tempered, be able to withstand this provoked by Wang Po?
Facing Wang Po's violent attack like thunder, a black light flashed in his hand, and a ball of black fog filled the sky again, even covering the rising sun, and a cold air burst out towards the four directions.
The ghost next to him was also not idle. When he pinched the magic trick in his hand, a milky white light flew out of his hand, and invaded the black fog like milk.
"Black and White Demon Sutra, Demon Soul Devouring the Sky!"
Two hoarse shouts sounded from the mouths of the two soul-devouring elders.
For a moment, two clusters of light emerged from the two men, like two black and white fish, entangled with each other, head to tail, forming a Tai Chi pattern, and began to crazyly absorb the surrounding heaven and earth elemental power and
All energy shows an extremely powerful devouring power.
The thunder spear released by Wang Po was swallowed by the black and white vortex, and even the silver-white spear in his hand was not controlled and was pulled by huge force.
In this way, Wang Po's powerful offensive that was comparable to the middle stage of the King Realm disappeared invisible in an instant, and instead he could not even control his weapons.
His face changed, and he tried his best to drive Yuanli, fighting against the black and white Tai Chi pattern.
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and neither could do anything to each other.
"Pudu, don't take action yet, when will it last?"
Duan Tianming shouted loudly, and the Yuanliu suddenly burst out. The Qingluan Spirit Bird also circled above the sky, and the crisp chirping sounded throughout the world.
One man and one beast culled over at the same time.
Hearing Duan Tianming's loud shout, Pudu snorted coldly, but at this moment he no longer hesitated, and a blue-purple Zen staff appeared in his hand.
On this Zen Staff, there is a crystal clear ancient relics embedded in it. A trace of blue-purple energy that is as pure as a raser is wandering around. And those few rasp-like air silks contain unforgettable
The violent power of imagination.
This is the holy weapon of Benlei Temple, the most advanced spiritual weapon of the earth-level: Tianlei Instinct.
Tens of thousands of years ago, a monk with a cultivation level close to the realm of a saint in Benlei Temple discovered a purple thunder pearl that could communicate and guide the magical power of the world such as thunder and lightning. However, the energy contained in the pearl is too much.
It was violent, and even a warrior in the king realm could not easily control it. After a hundred years of hard work, this monk used the Tianlei Pearl to refine the Earth-level superb spiritual weapon Zen stick "Tianlei Yin", which reduced the need for use.
This object has always been known as one of the holy artifacts in the temple-town area of Benlei Temple. Unexpectedly, this time the monk Pudu brought it out.
"Sky thunder, thunderstorm!"
With a wave of the Zen stick, a purple lightning suddenly flashed in the sound of Pudu without any emotion. After that, a thunder suddenly sounded out of thin air in this space, dense blue and purple lightning was like thunderstorms surging.
Swirling through the surrounding thunderclouds.
The terrifying auras like natural disasters broke out, causing the two Soul-Devouring Elders and other Demon Sect Kings to explode, and their eyes flashed with horror.
Now they know why the Xuanyin Sect team, which is not weak, is easily defeated by Benlei Temple.
With this Thunder Zen Staff, even if Pudu is left in the Benlei Temple, the general branch forces of the Demon Sect in the Tianbin City may not be Pudu's opponents.
The power of heaven and earth is inexplicable. How could these king-level warriors resist?
To be able to fight against the great power of heaven and earth, at least one needs to reach the supreme saint realm...