"Poof!"

The void shattered all at once, like broken glass, and the ripples that spread spread out, and the inside was as black as an abyss.

The tip of the spear pierces the void, and the sharp one can pierce the sky!

Feng Yin was taken aback, and the Heavenly Stick appeared in his hand, which was the only weapon he could hold.

Rumble!

Swords and spears dance in the most intense movement.

.........

"It's amazing!"

Dozens of miles away, the red wolf and the nine-colored were terrified, and the layers of forest made it impossible for them to see it really, but they could feel how exaggerated the battle there was.

"The last time I saw him so crazy, was when he faced a great sect alone, was the sage phantom really so terrifying?"

"What do you think? My grandfather has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is still very different from the sages, and the realm of power is just a stronger ant for them. ”

Characters who can become a generation of sages are also rare in the entire cultivator world, and none of the people who have the potential of sages are weak, and they are many times stronger than the masters of the same generation.

"If you don't dislike it, the guests can come to Tianji Pavilion to sit, if you just wait, I'm afraid there will be no result for ten days and half a month. ”

Even if Feng Yin can really pass completely, he will have to face a full nine battles, he is not a god, and he always needs to rest.

Thundered!

The fierce fighting continued for half a day, from noon to sunset.

The old pavilion master had already left, and the middle-aged man saw the worries of several people, and said with a smile: "Tongtianling is guarded by a divine seal, and only we know the battle of Fengyin Xiaoyou, and no one will find out." ”

"Somehow, I felt a little uneasy. ”

At the gate of the main hall of Tianji Pavilion, the red wolf cast his eyes nine hundred miles away, his eyes worried.

"Bloody fighting is his nature, and life and death battles have almost become his daily routine, do you think he has relied on talent all the way?" Jiucai retorted, but still couldn't hide the worry in his heart.

On the other side, on the road to heaven...

At this time, Feng Yin's whole body was almost covered with blood, and the dried blood was mixed with the blood that had just flowed out, soaked all over his body, and even his hair was dyed dark red.

He gasped and threw away his stick with a clatter, and the latter fell to his head in the dirt of the devastated land.

It's like a person who is starved of oxygen and finally breathes air.

On the other side, a young man with a sword in one hand and a gun in the other was smiling at him, the sword was broken, the body of the gun was bent, and he slowly dissolved into nothingness.

For a full three hours, Feng Yin used all his means, almost exhausted, to defeat the first sage's part of the undefeated heroics!

It's hard to imagine, he's never faced such a strong opponent.

And compared to or even surpassing this person, there are a full eight people behind!

It is worthy of the road to heaven!

Feng Yin even had a feeling that this path was simply testing whether a person had the potential to become a sage.

After a long time, Feng Yin finally recovered slowly, and he sat cross-legged and ran the Nameless Nirvana Sutra for a whole night, until the sky was white, and then he stood up energetically.

Airplanes!

With a toe pick, the stick returned to Feng Yin's hand, Feng Yin checked the weapon in his hand, and felt that his confidence seemed to be sufficient.

In one night, the originally devastated mountains, under the power of the Tongtian Road, had already been restored to their original appearance, and there was no trace of battle in sight.

But the keen Feng Yin still saw a lot of clues, in the soil, there were often broken bones and rotten weapon fragments, according to his speculation, most of them were the bones of previous challengers, silently telling the difficulty of the road to heaven.

As soon as he walked to the second mountain, a young man in front of Feng Yin changed from illusory to solid, dressed in animal skins, barefoot mink hats, holding a strong bow, carrying a quiver, and his eyes were as sharp as sharp knives.

Obviously, this is a sage who has been introduced to the Tao by arrow.

"It's a pity that you can't use Fan Yu's bow here, otherwise I should really have a fight with you......," Feng Yin muttered to himself.

Roar!

A long howl sounded through the sky, and the phantom reflected by the immortal shadow of the sage drew the bow, and every time the bowstring tightened, his momentum doubled, and in just a moment, the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring came from the bow body.

"Woo-"

The wind blew fiercely, and an arrow came out, like a comet hitting the moon, and there were nine divine phoenixes surrounding the arrow body, following closely to protect the shocking arrow body.

One arrow moves, nine phoenixes come out!

"Nine Phoenix Old Sages!" Feng Yin blurted out, shocked.

When he first saw the power of Fan Yu's bow, he went around to explore the powerful arrow cultivation throughout the ages, and he also knew the prestige of the unparalleled Nine Phoenix Old Sages, who were endlessly brilliant 30,000 years ago, known as the Nine Phoenix Regret Sun and Moon.

What is inconsistent with the rumors is that the world says that the sages of the Nine Phoenixes attained enlightenment in their later years, and they were fortunate enough to see the scene of the Nine Phoenixes flying, so they had an epiphany and achieved the prestige of the sages.

But this... Obviously he has only just entered the realm of Taoism, and the Nine Phoenix Sages have already revealed their edge, which is obviously inconsistent with the rumors.

The road to heaven reflects the appearance and strength of the sages in the realm of Fengyin, which also shows that the sages of the Nine Phoenix began to create the Tao as early as the realm of entering the Dao, not only amazing, but also exquisite and gorgeous!

"Although it is dangerous, this is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if I can copy the aura of the old sage of the Nine Phoenix, Fan Yugong will not be buried in my hands..."He thought to himself.

The next moment, Feng Yin's surprised expression disappeared, and he became full of fighting spirit, as if he could break through the sky, he wanted to fight and win!

..................

"After a night's pause, it started again. ”

The red wolf of Tianji Pavilion suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Tongtianling, and did not speak for a long time.

Jiucai found the old pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion and asked, "Old man, among the people who have passed the first level, is the time for Feng Boy to clear the customs long or short?"

The old pavilion master was still wise, and his transparent eyes made Jiucai furious, and he had a feeling that he was being seen through, so he couldn't help but take two steps back, and he didn't dare to call him an old man casually.

"It's not too long, it's not too short, and the word mean is appropriate for him. The old man recalled, "I remember that girl from Bilian Palace, it seems that it only took half an hour. ”

"People are more popular than people..."Jiucai stopped talking.

"However, Feng Yin's recovery time surprised the old man, and he recovered as good as before in just one night, which is one of the best in my memory. ”

"What's the use of recovering quickly, Lao Tzu is also fast..."Jiucai didn't care, there is a Nirvana Sutra, how can it be slow.

It was another three hours, Feng Yin's newly recovered body had become full of holes at this time, and he tried his best to finally rely on the sentient beings to copy a trace of the true intention of the Nine Phoenix Sages, and it was on this basis that he defeated the other party.

"The next time I use Fan Yu's bow, I'm afraid I'll shock a large number of people..."

The powerless Feng Yin was full of smiles, he himself didn't expect to have such a big gain, although it was only the Dao of the Dao realm, but for him with amazing understanding, just by touching the bypass, he could improve his archery skills a lot.

The Nirvana Sutra was running rapidly in his body, and Feng Yin waited until he was completely repaired, and immediately rushed to the third mountain.

Airplanes!

The void trembled slightly, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old immature boy emerged, already at the peak of his initiation cultivation.

If he appeared in the world, I don't know how many people who claimed to be geniuses would be overshadowed.

But Feng Yin was not only surprised, as the young man's face became clearer and clearer, Feng Yin's face became more and more surprised, and in the end, it had turned into shock.

"Master?!" he said in disbelief.

(End of chapter)