A large cloud of blazing flames flew out of the fan and swooped down on the stranger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The flames were raging, and the air around them suddenly became much hotter, and the flames of the teeth and claws were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the strange life. Before the flames came, the heat wave had arrived, and the strange man had no defense, and his beard, eyebrows, and hair were scorched in large patches.

"You ......" The strange man didn't have time to scold Chen Feng, and in a hurry, he couldn't dodge, and he directly crushed the only green ring on his finger.

With a crisp sound, a one-foot-thick curtain of water appeared out of thin air in front of the strange man, facing the surging flames. Fire and water collided, making a loud noise, and a large white vapor filled the surroundings.

When the water vapor dissipated, Chen Feng saw that the strange man was embarrassed. The wooden cart under him had long since been burned to ashes because it was not protected by a water curtain, and with the residual water vapor, his whole body was charred, wet, and black.

Moreover, the wooden cart was connected to the cage mechanism. Now that the wooden cart has been destroyed, the cage has been lifted on its own.

The strange man looked at Chen Feng again, the confused look in his eyes was long gone, his eyes were clear, and he looked at him with a smile.

"It turns out that you don't even have the soul dementorship secret technique of the Middle Ancestor! Hello, you're good! The strange man said this, but his heart was full of shock. He knew that in order to break his soul dementorship, he had to have more secret knowledge than his own. But how is this possible? Secret knowledge is what he is best at, although his cultivation has plummeted, and now he is only a beginner-level secret master, but his secret knowledge is not greatly damaged, and the secret knowledge of many high-level secret masters cannot catch up with him. If it is said that the secret knowledge of the young man in front of him is higher than that of a high-level secret priest, the strange person can't believe it at all. However, it is an indisputable fact that his soul dementorship has been broken.

By the way, there must be some special secret weapon on his body. This young man's destruction of my secret technique is not due to his own high secret knowledge, but with the help of secret weapons. At first, my secret techniques were all successful, but it was only after the boy's hand reached for the storage bag that the accident occurred. The weirdo thought so, and found a plausible reason for himself. The frustration of the secret technique being broken was swept away in a blink of an eye, as long as this young man was captured, everything on his body was mine, and the strange man couldn't help but feel extremely excited.

Chen Feng didn't speak, just sneered.

From the moment he entered this underground space, he felt a little strange. Combined with a series of observations, Chen Feng could be sure that the secret techniques that this person in front of him was good at were mainly some secret techniques that were soul-snatching and bluffing.

However, Chen Feng guessed all this.

Chen Feng clearly felt a flash of greed in the strange man's eyes, however, he couldn't imagine that the strange man would have so many thoughts in such a short period of time.

Immediately after, Chen Feng felt that the strange man's temperament had suddenly changed. The original eccentric, weak, aggrieved, and messy, has now become full of edge, sharp, sharp, and cold, as if it were an unsheathed sword.

This kind of change was achieved in a very short period of time, and the change was so big that it was beyond Chen Feng's imagination.

The strange man looked at Chen Feng coldly and said in a low voice: "I won't keep my hand anymore, because, I'm going to kill you!" ”

Seeing the strange man's cold appearance, Chen Feng felt extremely strange, and he also put away his previous contempt.

The hair on the strange man's forehead had been scorched, revealing a withered and old face. Now, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, causing the epidermis of his entire face to move: "Boy, you are very good, you are the first person to make my Thousand Illusion Ancestor so angry, tell me your name." ”

"My name is Chen Feng." Chen Feng had heard of the name of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor. The Thousand Illusion Ancestor was an elder of the Six Peerless Sects, and his rank was two generations higher than the Six Voids that Chen Feng had seen before. The Thousand Illusion Ancestor walked in the secret realm, relying on a set of illusory secret techniques that were enough to coax people, and he was often able to torture people whose cultivation was inferior to himself to death, so he also had a lot of fame. Many years ago, the Thousand Illusion Ancestor disappeared, but he didn't expect to be lurking here.

"Okay, Chen Feng;! Now, let you die under my boundless fighting will! After the Thousand Illusion Ancestor finished speaking, the temperament of the whole person suddenly improved again.

"Wind and Snow Fighting Spirit!" The Thousand Illusion Ancestor let out a low snort, and Chen Feng felt as if the scene in front of him had changed suddenly. Although he was still underground, although he was still standing on the stony ground, although he could still vaguely hear the sound of water dripping down, Chen Feng felt a chill.

This chill seems to come from the snow-capped mountains and desert, vast and cold. Chen Feng, who was in the cold, seemed to be wearing thin clothes, standing alone among the snow and ice when the wind and snow were pervasive.

Looking at the Thousand Illusion Ancestor again, I don't know when, he had already landed on his knees and straightened up. Because he didn't have calves, his body was not tall, but because of the strong chill exuding from his body, his short body also became tall.

"My wind and snow war intent, the mystery is to strangle and smash all life in the wind and snow!" Thousand Illusion Ancestor said through gritted teeth.

Chen Feng felt the battle intent in the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, it was a kind of unhesitating determination, a kind of coldness that refused to be gentle, there was only killing, there was no warmth, only severance, no soothing!

Chen Feng only felt a loud "coaxing" in his mind! Chen Feng only saw that a snow-capped mountain suddenly collapsed not far away, and huge snowballs and gravel wrapped in tornadoes rushed towards him. Ice and snow splashed along the way, and the sound was terrifying!

The Thousand Illusion Ancestor stood on the largest snowball, and the wind blew the corners of his clothes and hair. He stood still, standing proudly in the wind and snow, looking at himself indifferently. Chen Feng felt that what he was facing was no longer a disabled old man, no longer a lowly secret who had been teased by himself, but a strong man who stood proudly in the world and had boundless fighting spirit!

How strong he is, Chen Feng can't give a standard, because Chen Feng has never fought against a secret master or above. However, Chen Feng could feel that no matter what else was, just this kind of momentum, the Thousand Illusion Ancestor gave people a feeling that they were not inferior to the Black Nightmare and Qingbo.

The wind and snow still kept whistling and falling, whistling and falling between heaven and earth, beside the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, and also in front of Chen Feng. Chen Feng felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the cold wind was blowing on his face, like a knife cut.

The Thousand Illusion Ancestor's face was tense, his hair, eyebrows, and beard had all turned snow-white, and an extremely fierce aura emanated from his body!

A battle knife nearly ten zhang high suddenly appeared above the head of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Wind and snow battle intent, the first slash!" ”

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