On the charred black earth, which was tens of thousands of meters away from the Blood Gate, a red figure was running at an extremely fast speed.

As fast as Lingfeng, everything in front of him will be thrown behind him at the moment he sees it, and the Xuan Qi in the Spirit Palace is flowing rapidly in each meridian, like the tumbling water in a river, ** The next step is a hundred meters away from the dual power of Xuan Qi.

And during the running, Lingfeng still had Xuanyuan on both hands, and in just a few seconds, it would turn into white dust and fly in the wind, and then there were two more.

Ling Feng tried his best to recover the Xuan Qi he had consumed while running, otherwise he would be stopped when he arrived at Mengmen, or it would not be good if he consumed too much time.

He was very aware of the situation on both sides, there were only twenty-one people in the Blood Gate, and perhaps eighteen of them could barely stop the five or six disciples of the Third Gate.

Then the remaining three members of the three sects will definitely need Luo Qianqiu and Nan Ziyi to bear it, and Luo Qianqiu's crazy energy must be desperate to fight to buy more time for Lingfeng.

But even if they fight the best situation, they will delay for about an hour, and the city gate of the Blood Gate can only resist for an hour, and the journey is an hour, so there may only be a short three hours left for Ling Feng!

But you must know that the Xuanwen formation on the city gate will take an hour even if the six highest combat forces of the three gates join forces, and it will take three hours for him Lingfeng to defy the sky, if he wants to squeeze some more time to come out, then he can only start from the distance.

Ling Feng's expression was extremely solemn, the sweat had just disappeared into the hurricane as soon as he got out of his pores, and he resisted wave after wave of Xuan Qi with the powerful ** of the demon beast, if the ordinary martial artist had already broken his meridians, he was able to persevere thanks to his long-term ** cultivation.

At this time, Ling Feng's speed became faster and faster, turning into a red phantom and passing through the ground, startling some disciples who happened to bump into him.

"Who is that? Cultivation is not the merit of the sect. ”

"It seems to be Lingfeng. ”

"But the Blood Gate is still being besieged by the Three Gates, why did he run out alone, and that direction is Mengmen. ”

Two Shura, dressed in blue, stood on the slope and looked at the figure in surprise and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

The two young disciples stood puzzled for a while, then suddenly looked at each other and said in unison, "Counterattack!"

As soon as the words fell, the two young Shura excitedly jumped down the hill and followed in the direction where Lingfeng had disappeared, holding the shadow stone in their hands and excitedly informing their companions of the news.

In the following few minutes, the inner sect that had not yet cultivated

The disciples knew the news and immediately set off to Mengmen, a group of people who were in an uproar.

When he learned that Ling Feng had left the Blood Gate and was about to launch a counterattack, he did not hesitate to evacuate all his companions from the resource points, making it cheaper for the clever people who had just arrived.

For the three gates, a few hours of resource points can not be compared to the token of the entire gate, although there is only one person, no one will underestimate the combat power of the release of Lingfeng, if the door master does not come back, no one can stop it.

Although Lingfeng went to Mengmen on intelligence, who knew if he would change his hexagram, so the three gates all rushed to their own city with people.

Because of Ling Feng's movements alone, all the disciples of the Inner Sect who had not fully entered the cultivation state were affected, and a large number of people flocked to Mengmen in all directions, and those who were close would arrive in a while, and those who were faster than them were of course the people of Mengmen.

I saw the tall Meng Wentian and a kind of Mengmen disciples lined up in front of the city gate, exactly thirty people.

They were all vigilant about the movements around them, turning a blind eye to the disciples who kept coming, and they didn't show any Xuan Qi fluctuations on their bodies at all, but they were real powerhouses above the Fifth Realm of the Xuan Dynasty, and they were all among the best in the younger generation.

There are also two highest-level combat forces waiting here, namely Meng Wentian of the Eight Levels of Passage and another hall master, as the crowd increased, some discussions began to appear around him, and a disciple glanced at Meng Wentian, who was more than two meters tall, and asked in a low voice.

"Among the three gates, why did Ling Feng choose the strongest Meng Sect?"

"Because Meng Wentian fought Lingfeng ten days ago! and he was defeated, Lingfeng he understands and has the most confidence! ”

These voices were naturally heard very easily by the Xuanxuan powerhouse, Meng Wentian habitually held his hands in front of his chest, and when he heard the word "defeated", he let out a cold snort in his throat, and glanced at the disciple who revealed his bottom with some unhappiness.

The disciple was not afraid, grinning, Meng Wentian would not be angry about this little thing, looked at the scorched black earth in the distance, and said lightly: "When he comes, you will go first." ”

"Good. ”

The rest of Meng Men immediately agreed, too many people would affect Meng Wentian's performance, once the latter fought with a figure of Ling Feng's level, they would definitely not be distracted, and with their strength, they would not be able to interfere in causing any effective attacks on Ling Feng, so it was undoubtedly the best choice for them to consume it first.

With the passage of time, in just over ten minutes, more than two hundred Inner Sect disciples gathered near Mengmen, and there were

People were on the road, there were more people talking and fewer voices, and they all took out maps to estimate how long it would take for Ling Feng to come over.

In Jimen, Yuanmen, and Mengmen, Jimen is the farthest, followed by Mengmen, and finally Yuanmen, and the distance of the twenty-fifth gate Yuanmen is less than that of Mengmen, and the direction is on the left side of Mengmen.

This also makes people wonder if Ling Feng will go there, after all, it is not so easy to mess with the two Mengmen who have passed through the Xuan Eightfold, and after more than twenty minutes, there was no movement at all on the Yuan Gate's side, and the disciples squatting on the road also did not, which also made people sure that Ling Feng's target was Mengmen!

There were already more than three hundred disciples near Mengmen, and the atmosphere was heavy, all of them were paying attention to the neighborhood, and the people of Mengmen didn't even dare to breathe, their brains were running fast, simulating the battle with Lingfeng over and over again.

Meng Wentian kept looking at the direction of the Blood Gate, that is, the right side of the city gate, he had fought against Ling Feng, and knew that with Ling Feng's speed, he might be coming in another ten minutes.

But for some reason, a very small figure suddenly jumped out from under the skyline, and moved in a straight line in the direction of Mengmen, so fast that in the blink of an eye, it was a lot better, and the familiar blood-colored Xuan Qi was Ling Feng!

"Here he comes. ”

Meng Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clasped his hands in front of his chest and whispered, this speed is much faster than the last time, and Ling Feng didn't use all his strength to fight against him.

His words made many people's hearts skip a beat, didn't they? Although they didn't believe it in their hearts, when they followed Meng Wentian's gaze and saw the rapidly approaching figure in the distance, not only did their pupils shrink.

Lingfeng, it's really here!

After more than thirty minutes of hurrying, the Xuan Qi fluctuations on Ling Feng's body not only did not weaken, but became stronger, completely climbing to the peak, and the Xuan Yuan on both hands disappeared one after another.

The Spirit Palace has long been unable to hold more Xuan Qi, and these refined Xuan Qi have been directly pulled out of Ling Feng's body, dragging it with its powerful control over Xuan Qi, and moving with Ling Feng.

His gaze pierced through the scarlet blood qi and landed on the Mengmen City thousands of kilometers away, and a pair of eyes also turned into bloody eyes.

Then he took another step to shorten the distance to the last nine hundred meters, and the Xuanyuan in both hands disappeared, replaced by a golden long sword and a wider red long sword, and behind him there was a sea of blood-colored clouds with a range of nearly 100 meters rolling and roaring.

The disciples near Mengmen City finally saw the rumored Ling Feng, and even more saw the sea of Xuan Qi clouds behind Ling Feng, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The hair is like blood, the sword is like a mang, and you can break the city alone!