This battle was extremely difficult. First, the opponent swallowed a Yuan Sheng Dan, which temporarily raised his cultivation level to the peak level of the early stage of Dacheng. Originally, he could barely resist with the help of the special ancient treasure Black Turtle Armor, but then the pink-clothed female monk
He used a weird formation, and not only that, he actually condensed the tree soul to attack him. When the tree soul disappeared, the monk actually used another soul card. It seems that this Tiandong Mountain trial is also extremely dangerous.
Stopping his recollection, Feng Fan calmed down, and then immersed his consciousness into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring. He quickly absorbed the true essence from the Spiritual Treasure Mixed Spirit Devouring Pearl in the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and quickly absorbed the true essence that was lost in the battle just now.
Yuan is fully replenished.
"The talismans of your noble sect Fengfan are really endless. In the battle just now, they actually used more than a dozen talismans of various levels. Coupled with their strong strength, it seems that this trial has great potential!" Seeing the pink-clothed woman of Leisha Sect.
The monk crushed the space jade slip in embarrassment and was teleported out. Fang Yumeng, the patriarch of the Fang family, smiled enviously at Lin Jingnan.
"Feng Fan also recently returned to the Feitian Sect. He has so many talismans that I didn't expect." Lin Jingnan said with a faint smile.
"The noble sect's monks only rely on countless talismans to remain invincible, otherwise I would have expelled them long ago!" The pink-clothed female monk who was just teleported had a crush on those whose cultivation was half a level lower than hers.
Lin Jingnan said bitterly.
"Hey, you being expelled from Tiandong Mountain means that you are not strong enough. Don't be wordy here. If you are not convinced, when the trial is over, I will arrange for Feng Fan to compete with you alone. If you don't use any foreign objects,
Including the Sheng Yuan Dan, do you think you can support Feng Fan for so long like you did just now?" Hearing the words of the woman in pink, Lin Jingnan's face turned red and he calmed down.
Angry, Lin Jingnan shot back aggressively.
"Why should Fellow Daoist Lin argue with a woman, Qingdie, please step aside first!" Feng Nanhe saw the woman in pink provoking Lin Jingnan, and he felt a little confused on his face, even though Lin Jingnan was a member of the immortal cultivating force, and a demon cultivator.
The forces were like fire and water, but they were still the leaders of one faction, so they immediately shouted back the woman in pink clothes. The woman in pink clothes snorted coldly, and then left everyone's sight.
After Feng Fan in Tiandong Mountain expelled the pink-clad female monk from Tiandong Mountain, he dispersed his consciousness and walked quickly towards the monk closest to him. When Feng Fan arrived at the monk's location, he found that
It was a middle-aged monk who turned out to be a member of the Feitian Sect.
"It's you!" The middle-aged monk saw Feng Fan's appearance clearly and let out a voice as if he was relieved.
"I thought they were from other cultivating forces. Since they are from our sect, let's just say goodbye." Feng Fan glanced at the monks in front of him and found that they were the monks from his sect, so he said a little disappointed, and then turned to the other one.
Run quickly in the direction.
"Does he have any intention of looking for other monks in such a hurry?" The middle-aged monk scanned with his spiritual consciousness and found that Feng Fan was running quickly towards another unfamiliar aura. He frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
He whispered feebly. After arriving at Tiandong Mountain, all the monks tried their best to avoid contact with other monks to reduce conflicts, but Feng Fan first approached the middle-aged monk, and then quickly moved towards the location of another monk, so
The middle-aged monk was puzzled by Feng Fan, a monk at the initial level of the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
"Feng Fan, walk slowly, we can join forces!" The middle-aged monk suddenly remembered something and shouted in the direction of Feng Fan's departure. However, although Feng Fan heard the voice, he did not respond at all. After all, Feng Fan didn't want to
Join forces with any monk of this sect and just want to act alone.
Feng Fan came to the monk and took a closer look. He saw that this man had a strong body and a muscular face. He had a peak level of cultivation in the late Yuanying stage. He looked at Feng Fan with an extremely unkind look. "Very good, he turned out to be a monk.
A monk from the Leisha Sect, the pink-robed female monk I just sent is also a member of your Leisha Sect, and now you and I are the only two." Feng Fan said arrogantly.
"You are simply talking in your sleep if you can drive our Qingdie Senior Sister out of Tiandong Mountain!" The strong man said with a ferocious smile, because this time there was only one female monk in the Nascent Soul Stage of the Leisha Sect participating in the trial, and she was wearing pink.
Clothes, so when Feng Fan mentioned this person, the strong man believed that his opponent might have encountered Qingdie. But thinking of Qingdie's methods, the strong man simply did not believe that the monk in front of him at the initial level of the middle Nascent Soul stage could expel him from Tiandong Mountain.
Feng Fan waved his hand, and a huge blood ax flew out. Under Feng Fan's single finger, the blood ax suddenly emitted endless blood light and slashed towards the strong man. Thousands of blood lights enveloped him.
, the surroundings were filled with a strong smell of blood.
The strong man raised one hand, and a black long crutch flew out. With a "clang" sound, the blood ax and the long crutch collided together, causing huge fluctuations in spiritual power.
"Early Dacheng's initial level monk? No! You are actually able to exert a strength equivalent to that of an early Dacheng's initial level monk!" Feeling the tyrannical aura emanating from Changguai, the sinister smile on the face of the strong man from the Leisha Sect suddenly solidified.
, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
At this time, the Leisha Sect monk no longer had the arrogance as before, and believed most of what Feng Fan said. Although the previous female monk in pink was the senior sister among the Yuanying Stage monks of the Leisha Sect.
The strength is tyrannical, but facing the monk in front of him who seems to be at the initial level of cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but is able to exert a strength equivalent to the initial level of Dacheng in the early stage, it seems that the chance of winning is not high.
"Leave the identity soul card, or you will be killed!" Feng Fan shouted sternly, and at the same time, he quickly injected the true energy in his body into the blood axe. The blood axe surged, and at the same time, it emitted boundless blood light, killing the strong man.
It was shrouded. The thick smell of blood filled the surroundings, making people want to vomit after smelling it.
"Don't push people too hard!" Seeing Changguai retreating steadily, and almost hitting the true essence shield that was opened in a hurry, the strong man shouted fiercely, then flicked the storage ring, and a talisman suddenly appeared in his hand
The strong man reluctantly crushed the talisman in his hand, and his figure and long crutch suddenly disappeared.
"Earth-level high-level escape talisman!" Through the aura emanating from the previous talisman, and the instant disappearance of the strong man after opening the talisman, Feng Fan immediately judged the type and level of the talisman.
Feng Fan quickly dispersed his consciousness and vaguely captured the strong man's aura more than a hundred miles away. However, within this distance, there were actually several different monks' auras blocking him. If he wanted to continue to pursue the monk, he would have to
Encounter several monks in the middle.
Feng Fan hesitated for a moment and decisively gave up on that direction. Because even though there were several monks in that direction, the one closest to Feng Fan was still dozens of miles away. So Feng Fan changed the direction and headed towards another direction that was only a dozen miles away from him.
A monk inside quickly moved forward.
Feng Fan traveled for more than ten miles and finally saw the true face of the monk in Mount Lu. This man was a peak-level monk in the late Yuanying period. He looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, wearing a square scarf and light yellow clothes.
He was wearing a long gown, with a face like a crown jewel and fair skin. Although he looked in his forties, he looked elegant. From the marks on the sleeves of the light yellow gown, Feng Fan knew that he was a monk from Jinshi Valley.
"Hehe, boy, you only have the initial level of cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but you came here. Do you want to take the initiative to give me the identity soul card in your hand? If you are so understanding, then I have to laugh and accept it!" The middle-aged scholar
The soldier looked at Feng Fan a few times, and judged from the marks on Feng Fan's sleeves that Feng Fan was a monk from the Feitian Sect, and that he was only a monk at the initial level of the mid-Nascent Soul, so he curled his lips and scolded slightly.
"Haha, if you obediently hand over your identity soul tag, I won't care about your rudeness just now. Otherwise, huh..." Feng Fan showed a sneer on his lips, looking extremely arrogant.
"Good boy, if you want my identity soul card, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Being threatened by Feng Fan, whose cultivation level was one and a half levels lower than his own, the middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, and his face suddenly turned violent.
The ground showed a ferocious look, roared, and then flicked the storage ring with one finger, and a silver-white sledgehammer flew out. The middle-aged Confucian scholar pointed at the sledgehammer angrily, and the sledgehammer hit Feng Fan hard.
go.
Feng Fan's mind moved, and a small purple sword suddenly appeared in front of him. Feng Fan moved one hand, and the small purple sword suspended in mid-air surged under the infusion of his true energy, and dazzling purple lights swarmed out.
When Feng Fan came out, part of the purple light instantly turned into countless purple arcs, mottled and jumping around the several-foot-long sword body. Feng Fan's mind moved, and the purple electric sword shot towards the silver-white sledgehammer. There was a loud "clang" sound,
The silver-white sledgehammer suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if it had been hit by an extremely powerful blow. Purple electric light danced on it from time to time. Endless violent and superb power swarmed out and rushed towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"You can exert a strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the early stage of Dacheng!" Feeling the aura of an initial-level monk in the early stage of Dacheng, the middle-aged monk glanced at Feng Fan's dantian again and discovered that Feng Fan was indeed an initial-level monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
, the middle-aged Confucian scholar screamed in horror.
"Hey, now that you know my strength, hand over your identity soul card immediately, otherwise you will be seriously injured or killed by me accidentally, and the gain will outweigh the loss." Feng Fan said calmly.
"Don't think about it!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar calmed down his shocked heart and tried to calm his voice, but he could not hide the trace of panic in his expression.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Feng Fan's face darkened, and he injected his true energy into the Purple Lightning Sword faster. The ancient treasure suddenly emitted endless purple light, speeding up the attack.