At this time, Ling Feng also broke free from the light control!

Seeing that Changsheng was crushed under dozens of monks, and it was impossible to get out easily, Ling Feng laughed and rushed to the platform!

However, dozens of monks blocked Ling Feng's way, let out a strange scream from their mouths, and rushed to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng naturally understood that the best way was to take the lead in getting the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda before he got up in his immortal life, only in this way could he take the initiative!

If you wait for Changsheng to stand up and snatch the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda again, it will be even more troublesome!

Thinking of this, Ling Feng let out a low snort, and a dark blue flame erupted from his left hand, which swooped straight into the platform more than ten meters away!

Suddenly, a dark blue flame path appeared in front of me!

Wherever the flames passed, all the monks they encountered were swept up and turned to ashes in an instant!

However, Ling Feng's face also turned pale, presumably using the fire elemental supernatural power, and the consumption was extremely high.

With the help of the flames to open the way, Ling Feng quickly walked to the edge of the platform, and before he could take a look at the white spire, at the edge of the platform, thirteen monks suddenly stood up, and their bodies turned to stop Ling Feng!

These monks are different from other monks, in addition to being taller and more agile, they also hold a black iron ring knife in their hands!

Cang Langlang......

The monks' feet moved in a semi-arc, the sound of gold and iron sounded, and the thirteen ring knives flashed with cold light, facing Ling Feng!

In front of these monks, there is an even older monk!

The monks are thin and wear black robes, which are obviously more luxurious than the clothes of other monks!

The old monk held a vajra more than two meters high, slamming it on the ground, and the dark yellow skin had long lost its vitality, but it still showed a trace of majesty.

"Are you the Zen Master of the Withered Lamp?" Glancing at the old monk in the black robe, Ling Feng frowned, as if he was asking, and as if he was talking to himself, "These people are all your disciples?"

If you look carefully at the monks' costumes and faces, they should be looking for the withered lamp Zen master who is the treasure of Taoism!

However, what did the Dry Lantern Zen Master and others go through, that they all became like this?

The old monk had been dead for many years, so naturally he would not answer Ling Feng's words, and as soon as his body turned, the vajra in his hand smashed down!

But instead of smashing at Ling Feng, he smashed down Oren on the other side.

After being kicked over by the immortals, Oron dealt with the onslaught of monks while looking for the best time to capture the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda!

Seeing that the attention of all the monks was on Ling Feng and Changsheng, their bodies together transformed into a debut phantom, reappeared on the edge of the platform, and grabbed the white spire.

As soon as Oren's hand touched the Eight Treasures Glazed Tower, the vajra arrived in front of him, and with a strong wind, the vajra was attached to Oren's body!

The phantom flashed, and Oren appeared five meters away!

But despite this, Oron still broke out in a cold sweat and muttered in horror, "Damn, this old guy is so fast, if this is smashed on his body, where is his life?"

With a bang, the earth and rocks flew up, and the vajra left a large pit on the ground.

The old monk did not pursue Oren, but put away the vajra and slammed it to the ground, and let out a strange language from his mouth!

The thirteen monks who faced Ling Feng took a step forward as if they had received an order to attack, and the ring knives in their hands flew and slashed towards Ling Feng!

Ling Feng snorted coldly, and the Mozi Sword faced the monk on the very edge, and with a bang, the monk's ring sword was broken in two!

Before the monk could react, the Mozi Sword flashed with cold light and slashed across its neck!

With a pop, the monk's head rolled to the side, but no blood spurted out.

Ling Feng's body turned, avoiding the other monks, his feet flickered and moved, and every time the Mozi Sword waved, a ring knife was cut off, or a person's head rolled off!

However, despite the loss of their heads, the monks could still sense Ling Feng's presence, and they had no intention of retreating, just like Xingtian in ancient times, wielding a broken ring knife to surround Ling Feng in the middle, killing fiercely.

The old monk standing on the edge of the platform, holding a vajra, dances into a whirlwind!

Although Oren was extremely fast, he didn't dare to enter the attack range of the vajra, and could only transform into phantoms, attacking and retreating suddenly, retreating like the wind and attacking like lightning.

Suddenly, Oron circled around the old monk, swooped onto the platform, and from the other side, grabbed the white spire!

But at this moment, an even more incredible scene appeared!

The white spire had barely reached the ground when a flash of light burst out from the tower, humming through Oren's body!

In an instant, the apparition vanished, revealing the still standing figure of Oron, who was hunched down and grasped the white spire with a frightened expression on his face.

The old monk's figure turned, his dim eyes stared at Oren, and the vajra smashed down!

The white spire shone out again, shaking the vajra a few points off, and at the same time illuminating Oren's body!

"Ahh

Oren resumed his actions at this time, and just turned around, and with a bang, the vajra smashed firmly on Oren's back!

Oh......

Oren let out a miserable howl, flew more than three meters away, and fell off the platform from the other side, and before he could stand up, more than a dozen ordinary monks flew up and crushed him under him!

All sorts of curses and low roars of pain rang out from beneath the monk, as if they were Oron's origin.

On the other side, Ling Feng slashed more than a dozen monks with the Mozi Sword in his hand, and faced the light and shadow demon bull that came from the impact!

Ling Feng's left palm flipped over, and the surrounding blue flames flew back into his palm, and in an instant, it condensed into an arm-thick fire whip, volleying in the air, and pumping towards the light and shadow demon cow on the platform!

Because the demon bull is so huge, it is impossible to dodge the fire whip, and it is instantly entangled on its back and turned into a dark blue fire bull.

At the same time, the wings of Tengyun flapped, and Ling Feng appeared on the platform, staring at the Taoist monk in front of him!

The monk's face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were deaf and closed, and he sat cross-legged with his hands, placing the magic between his chest and abdomen, and wearing a wooden bracelet on his wrist.

"Wearing a Taoist robe, a storage bracelet, and a demon bull mount by your side, could it be that you are the Taoist monk Li Er?"

The fire bull, which had already burned into a ball, suddenly turned around and jumped onto the platform with a swoop, its head lowered, and its huge horns crashed into Ling Feng!

Because the fire bull was really tall and big, Ling Feng was focused on the fallen monk, and he couldn't dodge it at all, and with a bang, he was knocked off the platform by the fire bull!

But at this moment, the dark blue flames became even more violent, and in an instant, the fire bull was turned into ashes!

There was only a flickering demon pill left, floating silently in the air, a filament of light connecting between the demon pill and the white spire.

Ling Feng snorted and flew onto the platform again!

Before he could pick up the white spire, suddenly, a violent monster roar was heard in the distance!

With a bang, the monk who was pressing on Changsheng's body suddenly bounced up and flew away like pieces of paper!

A six-meter-tall white-haired demon ape stood up violently, its body full of violent wind and blood-colored thunder!

The white-haired demon ape casually grabbed the monks who rushed up, swept it sideways, and swept more monks into the air!

Kicking with both feet, the remaining monks fell out more than ten meters away like kites with broken strings!

Such a huge and violent white-haired demon ape instantly attracted everyone's attention!

Xiao Wu naturally knew that this was an immortal change, but it was the first time for Xuanwu and several people to see it, and they were shocked by its violent momentum and retreated again and again, looking at the behemoth in front of them in amazement.

"Ling Feng, our grievances should also be settled, today, only the winner can have the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda and get out of this secret realm!" The white-haired demon ape's buzzing voice sounded, and he walked towards Ling Feng step by step!

The monks in the space have been dead for many years, and they will definitely not be afraid of the mighty momentum of the demon ape, and they will still attack on!

However, they are only as tall as the thighs of the demon ape!

The demon ape's half-meter-thick calf, with a violent wind and thunder, shook the monks around him open, and the huge palm changed into a debut phantom!

There was a snapping sound, and the monks around him were slapped into meatloaf!

With such a big palm, if you slap yourself on yourself, where is your life?

Xuanwu and the others secretly swallowed their saliva and took a few steps back again.

"You haven't shown up during this time, are you fusing the Wind Thunder Demon Ape?" Ling Feng waved a fire whip with an arm-thick fire whip in his right hand and secretly stepped back to both sides!

It seems that even the arrogant Ling Feng was taken by the momentum of the Wind Thunder Demon Ape.

The demon ape didn't answer, just snorted coldly, suddenly leaped up, and landed in front of Ling Feng, his right palm raised high, and smashed down with the strength of the violent wind!

Ling Feng dodged and retreated more than three meters away, and before his arm was raised, the demon ape's giant palm slapped down again!

With the help of the flapping of the Tengyun wings, Ling Feng dodged away again, and shouted loudly, "Avril Lavigne......"

"Uh-huh!" Avril was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood what Ling Feng meant, and her eyes turned into a crystal white demonic color!

As soon as his hands were closed, he opened them again, bringing up a golden thunderbolt and slamming towards immortality!

"You dare?" Xiao Wujiao shouted, swished up, and the grass pheasant sword in her hand slashed at Avril in the air!

But Xuanwu was faster, his figure flashed in front of Avril, and the two fingers of his right hand rose together, pointing at Xiao Wu fiercely!

A shock wave suddenly appeared, shaking the grass pheasant sword in Xiao Wu's hand a few points, and at the same time, the golden thunder rumbled on the demon ape.

However, unlike before, the golden thunder hit the demon ape, like a spring pouring into the sea, and disappeared in an instant, without even a single wave!

"Huh?" Avril was stunned.

Facing the demon ape's furious fist, Ling Feng's Mozi sword swayed with layers of dark blue flames, slamming together!

With a buzz, a huge force was transmitted to the Mozi Sword, Ling Feng couldn't hold it anymore, and the Mozi Sword flew out more than ten meters away and stuck in a monk!

And on the fist of the demon ape, it was also burned by the flames with black sword marks, but unfortunately the demon ape's defense was extremely strong, except for the charred white hair, there was no scar at all!

Immediately afterwards, the demon ape stepped out three meters away and appeared in front of Ling Feng, kicking Ling Feng with his right foot, which seemed to be the move in Muay Thai!

"Bastard!" Ling Feng's anger flashed, and the fire whip in his left hand escaped suddenly, instantly wrapped around the right foot of the demon ape, and pulled it violently!

The demon ape was pulled and staggered, and almost fell to the ground, but he instantly stabilized his body, and smashed Ling Feng with his left fist diagonally downward!

Ling Feng's left hand shook, the fire whip let go of the demon ape's right foot, and the body avoided it together, and the demon ape's big fist smashed into the air, just smashing a big hole in the ground!

And on the right foot of the demon ape, a circle of scorched black color also appeared.

"Hehe, after you transformed, you just have more strength, but it's useless!" Ling Feng smiled and flew to the Mozi Sword with a swish, and then copied the Mozi Sword in his hand!

"You can try!" the demon ape snorted coldly, and a thumping sound sounded, kicking all the monks who rushed up into the air, and posing in Muay Thai starting hand.

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