Looking at the figure that Lan Chen was exploding, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, his handprints flew rapidly, and a huge mountain seal instantly condensed.
"Shan Zhen Seal." Looking at Lan Chen's figure, Ling Feng shouted softly, and the huge mountain seal smashed over.
"Thunder Slash." Similarly, Yu Wencheng beside Ling Feng also shouted softly, and a huge thunder and lightning fell in an instant.
"Hmph." Looking at the attacks of the two, Lan Chen snorted coldly, then flipped his handprints and made a series of magic tricks. In an instant, several sharp attacks swept out.[
Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, loud noises spread, and huge mushroom clouds rose into the air, completely covering the entire air.
After a moment of sound, the roar weakened, and the air returned to its original state. After all, Lan Chen was a powerful man of the eight-star martial saint level, so he easily took the attacks of Ling Feng and the others.
"Lan Chen, your opponent is me." Just as Lan Chen's handprint flew and a huge handprint condensed, a cold voice from the soul elder came from behind.
Ling Feng's strength is only one-star Martial Saint level, so it is basically impossible to resist Lan Chen's attack. If Ling Feng is really hit, his responsibility will be great.
"The Nether Soul Palm." He shouted softly, and a huge palm print suddenly attacked Lan Chen.
Feeling the strong attack behind her, Lan Chen pulled a bitter look on the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly condensed, and then he tapped his feet lightly, his figure flashed, and he directly avoided it.
His strength is comparable to that of the Soul Always. Once he is restrained by the Soul Always, it will be impossible to capture Ling Feng.
With the strength of Wang Jian and others, although they could hold Xuan Daozi and the others for a while, it was impossible for them to defeat Xuan Lao and the others.
Once his side is restrained, they must have left here safely now.
The huge palm prints slashed through the void, causing a series of roars, and attacked Lan Chen fiercely.
"Ghost King Tearing Wind Hand." Looking at the palm prints that were coming towards him, Lan Chen's brows slightly condensed, and then the hand prints flew over, and a series of magic tricks instantly surrounded his body. He shouted softly, and a huge palm in the air was in the air. It hit it suddenly.
Rumble.
The two palm prints suddenly collided, and a huge roar came out in an instant. The violent spiritual energy continued to hit the sea with the huge impact force, and the entire sea surface suddenly became surging.
"You go and help Lao Xuan and the others to resolve the battle as soon as possible." Looking at Lao Xuan and the others not far away, Ling Feng nodded at Yu Wencheng and said in a deep voice.
Around Qingfeng Island, there must be many other strong people outside of them. Such huge movements can easily attract others.
There is a seventh-grade pill here, which is a huge temptation for everyone. Once more and more people come here, things will not be solved.
Nodding, Yu Wencheng's entire aura suddenly burst out, and he lit up his feet and headed towards the direction of Xuan Lao and the others.
Seeing Yu Wencheng going to help Lao Lao and the others, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes were looking in Lan Chen's direction.[
All the exercises in his body started to operate rapidly, and the skin on Ling Feng's body instantly turned into bronze se. A trace of sharp se flashed in his eyes. Ling Feng's figure flashed and suddenly attacked Lan Chen. Go past.
boom.
In the air, the old soul and Lan Chen collided again, and a loud bang burst out directly. In the air, two figures quickly retreated.
"Soul-Suppressing Fist." As his eyes narrowed, Ling Feng's handprint flew, and a huge fist mark appeared on Ling Feng's fists. He shouted softly, and the fist mark burst into bursts of breaking through the air. The sound of the sound hit Lan Chen hard.
"Super your abilities." Seeing Ling Feng taking the initiative to attack him, a trace of coldness flashed in Lan Chen's eyes, and he snorted coldly with a hint of disdain.
With a wave of his hand, a sharp attack came forward. When he saw Ling Feng a man of one-star martial saint level, he didn't need much effort to spend at all. The most troublesome thing was the ghost ghost in front of him.
boom.
With a loud bang, only a huge fist shadow suddenly bombarded the attack with one stroke, and a loud bang suddenly broke out.
Bang.
With a low sound, the fist shadow directly tore the attack, and then attacked Lan Chen fiercely in a destructive posture.
Seeing that he actually resisted the attack, Lan Chen was slightly stunned, then shouted softly, and instantly shot several more magic tricks.
"Soul Locks Thousand Mountains." On the other side, the old soul watched Ling Feng's attack tearing Lan Chen's attack apart, and was slightly stunned. Then his eyes suddenly condensed, and a powerful aura spread out.
Feeling the attack of the Soul Old Man, Lan Chen frowned. The strength of his and Soul Old Man was a little different. If Ling Feng was interfered, even if he had the magic to resolve the battle, he would not be passive.
But now with Ling Feng's sudden joining, he not only needs to pay attention to the attack of the soul elder, but also dare not be careless about Ling Feng's attack.
"Ghost King's Return to Life." Looking at the rapid attack, Lan Chen's eyes narrowed and he shouted softly. In an instant, a strong attack spread overwhelmingly.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was another huge roar. As the battle became more and more intense, the entire sea surface was boiling, and the huge impact force continued to hit the sea surface, and layers of huge waves were raised.
Time passed bit by bit, and with Ling Feng disturbing him for a few times, Lan Chen quickly fell into a passive state.
"The Underworld Soul Slash." He shouted softly, the soul veteran's handprint flew over, and a fierce attack bombarded hard.
Looking at the rapid attack, Lan Chen's mouth pulled a bitter look. After such a long battle, the spiritual energy in his body had been consumed almost. It was just how long the Dharma had lasted.
"Ghost King's Wind-torn Hand." After taking a deep breath, a trace of help flashed in Lan Chen's eyes. He shouted softly, and a huge palm print swept out.
"Shan Zhen Seal." Behind Lan Chen, Ling Feng looked at Lan Chen, who was in a mess, took a deep breath, raised the corner of his mouth coldly, his handprints flew rapidly, and then a huge mountain seal suddenly appeared. The hit in Lan Chen's direction.[
Boom, boom, boom.
A loud bang burst out, Lan Chen's handprints flew, and a series of spiritual shields completely wrapped around him.