When the head of the Song family used that finger, the spiritual energy of the entire Lingyuan Sect began to become very chaotic.
If he is really hit by this finger, even if he is a Nine Thunder Foundation Builder, he will die from it.
Just when this finger was only one meter away from Lin Feng, Lin Feng suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, Lin Feng appeared one kilometer away, and then Lin Feng continued to use spiritual energy transfer to escape quickly.
When Song Qingming saw Lin Feng disappear, his eyes seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be so powerful.
"It's interesting." Song Qingming said lightly.
"However, there is no way to escape from my hands."
Just when Lin Feng was using his spiritual energy to transfer and escape quickly, Lin Feng suddenly found that his body was suddenly imprisoned.
What's going on, why, I can't move.
Even the spiritual energy transfer is useless.
At this time, in Lin Feng's perception, the surroundings were filled with strange fluctuations of spiritual energy, which trapped him tightly like mucus.
In the distance, Song Qingming was slowly walking towards him.
Lin Feng also felt that danger was slowly approaching him.
Feng Heng and the others were still roaring hoarsely, but their actions were also blocked by Song Qingming.
Is this the true strength of Song Qingming, the head of the Song family?
He can control everyone present just by relying on the aura he radiates.
"Lin Feng, I have to admit that among the disciples of this generation, you are the most dazzling one."
"But you have to know that if a tree is beautiful in the forest, it will be broken by the wind."
"You have reached this point entirely because of your arrogance."
There was no trace of emotion on Song Qingming's face, and looking at Lin Feng was like looking at an ant.
"Now let me ask you again, are you willing to surrender to me or die."
Song Qingming's words were like an order, making Lin Feng feel very uncomfortable.
Perhaps he could survive by surrendering to Song Qingming, but he was not willing to associate with such people anyway. The reason why Lingyuan Sect was where it was today was entirely because of such a cancer.
"Master Song, I am really convinced by your strength, but you want me to surrender to you, dream!"
Lin Feng looked fiercely at Song Qingming, who was suspended in the air, his eyes filled with unruliness.
After hearing Lin Feng's answer, Song Qingming's face still showed no fluctuation. Maybe people like Lin Feng couldn't make him feel threatened.
"If that's the case, then you should die."
When Song Qingming said these words, Lin Feng felt that the spiritual energy around him began to crush him crazily. Maybe after a while, he would be crushed to death by this powerful spiritual energy.
At this moment, the spiritual energy in Lin Feng actually began to dissipate.
"What's going on?" Lin Feng looked around in surprise.
Song Qingming in the sky also looked a little surprised.
"Song Qingming, it's not good to bully a junior."
At this time, a low and majestic voice rose in the air.
This voice made Lin Feng feel very familiar. He must have heard it somewhere before.
When this voice appeared, Song Qingming's face in the air became very embarrassed.
At this time, a whirlpool suddenly appeared above the two people, and slowly in the whirlpool
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A rickety and old figure walked out.
This is!
The moment Xuanyang appeared, the imprisonment on everyone present was also lifted.
"I didn't expect that Master would take action in the end." Feng Heng said with emotion from a distance.
When they heard Feng Heng call this person his master, the elders present knew the identity of this person.
The previous leader of Lingyuan Sect and the inheritor of Lingyuan Secret Realm, Xuanyang.
The moment he saw Mr.
Mr. Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he took action.
But no matter what, I was finally saved.
"Xuan Yang, I really didn't expect to see you again." Song Qingming said coldly.
"I knew that old guy like you couldn't be dead."
After hearing this, Xuanyang said calmly: "Fortunately, this old guy like me can still live for a while."
"Everything, as long as I am alive, I will not let anyone destroy Lingyuan Sect."
At this moment, the two of them were also competing against each other, and judging from their momentum, neither one was losing to the other.
"I don't know what happened two hundred years ago. You old guy disappeared without a trace."
"Although everyone thinks you are dead, I always believe you are still alive."
After hearing this, Xuanyang said calmly: "It's okay not to mention the old things."
No one knows what happened two hundred years ago that caused the former leader of Lingyuan Sect to disappear and become like this.
Even if Gu Hong didn't know what happened, it was sad that such a genius could become as depressed as he is today.
"But how much strength do you think you still have to stop me now?"
At this time, Song Qingming also completely released his spiritual energy. In an instant, the whole world changed color, the earth trembled, and dark clouds gradually rose in the sky.
"Haha, in these two hundred years, you actually broke through to the Nascent Soul realm."
Looking at Xuanyang's appearance, it seemed that he was not too surprised by Song Qingming's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm, as if it was expected.
"I wonder if I can fight you now." Song Qingming actually asked Xuanyang directly.
In order to defeat Xuanyang, Song Qingming practiced very hard over the past two hundred years, and continued to develop the Song family, seizing countless resources to build himself.
And finally he broke through the realm of Nascent Soul.
"Haha, you can try it."
After hearing this, Song Qingming was not polite and directly summoned a huge magic circle, and he himself stood in the magic circle.
Even Feng Heng's heart tightened when he saw the complexity of this magic circle, and he began to worry about his master.
However, Xuanyang still smiled after seeing it, as if the magic circle did not exist in front of him.
"This formation was created after I broke through the realm of Nascent Soul. It's called: God-Destroying Formation."
The next moment, countless purple will-o'-the-wisps rose around Xuanyang, and these will-o'-the-wisps kept jumping in the air.
Don't think that these will-o'-the-wisps have little power. In Lin Feng's perception, each of these will-o'-the-wisps contains powerful power. Even the space where it appears in the air begins to become distorted.
This is formed by wirelessly compressing spiritual energy. It only takes a ball of will-o'-the-wisp to destroy the entire Lingyuan Sect.
Under Song Qingming's control, these
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The will-o'-the-wisp flew directly towards Xuanyang.
Lin Feng, who was below, felt that the scenery above had become a little distorted.
Just when these will-o'-the-wisps were about to hit Xuanyang, they actually stopped directly in front of Xuanyang, unable to move forward even an inch.
At this time, Xuanyang slowly raised his hand, and the will-o'-the-wisps stagnating in the air began to tremble violently.
The next moment, these will-o'-the-wisps exploded in the air.
Everyone present was shocked. They didn't expect that such a powerful move Xuanyang could be resolved so easily.
"As expected of a person who has accepted the inheritance, you are actually so powerful. It seems that I underestimated you."
At this time, Song Qingming's face had become very ugly.
He didn't expect that his strongest move would be resolved so easily by Xuanyang. It seems that his strength has not weakened in these two hundred years, but has become stronger.
Treating yourself is like playing.
This was something Song Qingming couldn't tolerate. Song Qingming snorted coldly and suddenly made a move with his hands.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the air instantly condensed upwards, and gradually turned into a skull, grinning at Xuanyang below.
Jie Jie Jie.
A strange laughter sounded in the sky, which made everyone present start to feel involuntarily afraid.
"Now I don't believe you can still resist it." Song Qingming looked coldly at the rickety figure not far away.
An extremely powerful aura fell from the sky, causing the spiritual energy of everyone present to become disordered, and even their bodies began to become cold.
When Xuanyang saw this attack, he frowned slightly, as if it was difficult to deal with it.
At this time, Xuanyang turned his gaze to Lin Feng below and said, "Boy, can you lend me Jiangzi for a moment?"
Lin Feng nodded after hearing this, then took out Jiangzi from the space bag and threw it to Xuanyang in the air.
"Boy, please take a look at how Jiang Zi is used."
I saw Xuanyang raising the purple purple in his hand high, and in an instant, a steady stream of spiritual energy surged from Xuanyang's body into the purple purple.
The next moment, a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and a purple dragon shadow suddenly appeared above Xuanyang's head.
When Zilong saw the skull above him, he immediately let out a deafening roar.
Then he flew towards the skull in the sky, and the skull also flew up under Song Qingming's control.
The two attacks collided in the sky.
After that, the skeleton began to become smaller, and the figure of the purple dragon also began to become smaller, and the two attacks gradually disappeared.
But what is surprising is that such a powerful attack does not have the oppressive feeling of destroying everything after the collision. Instead, it is terrifyingly calm, and there is not even a sound of explosion.
In Lin Feng's perception, the space where the two attacks collided was now dented, and the two forces were directly sucked into that space, and the destructive power exploded in that space.
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Sometimes, a silent attack is more terrifying.
After seeing that his attack was easily neutralized by Xuanyang again, Song Qingming felt mixed emotions in his heart. It seemed that even after two hundred years of hard training, he was no match for Xuanyang.
In the distance, Xuanyang still looked at him with a smile, as if he was a child in front of him.