With the appearance of Li Xuanfeng, a storm of energy full of gloom and blazing heat, along with black and fiery red points of light, roared and spread from the sky.

Under the impact of this energy storm, the entire urban village began to collapse, and cracks spread rapidly to all sides, and before the storm fell, there were already more than a dozen huge explosions echoing in the urban village.

Under this storm, the nearest drunkard and the old man bear the brunt. Although both of them supported their body protection qi, they were forced to retreat again and again, and they withdrew for hundreds of meters before they stabilized their figures.

"The aftermath made the two of us so embarrassed, how strong is this attack?" The old man couldn't help but gasp, and said in a shocked tone: "Where did you come from?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

The old drunkard spread his hands and smiled wryly.

Regarding Li Xuanfeng's origin, there is no one among the dragon souls who is not curious. Even the power of their dragon souls can't be found in the slightest.

He's also helpless!

In the sky, Li Xuanfeng's face was pale, and his breath was extremely weak.

How to say, Master Yuan is also a strong foundation builder, and he still has spiritual weapons in his hand.

The two fought, and although in the end, with the help of spiritual weapons, he broke through the Yin Demon Devouring Array with one blow, but there was not much chaotic power left in his body, and it was consumed.

Today, his strength is ten percent to ninety. But compared to Master Yuan, it is undoubtedly a hundred times better.

In a flash of light, Li Xuanfeng had already come to Master Yuan, and Master Yuan, who was already weak in qi and blood and was about to run out of oil, was even more miserable with the loss of essence and blood.

The moment the formation was broken, his body had already fallen from the air, thin as dry bones, ribs were clearly visible, his eyes were deep, his skin was dry and cracked, and there was no trace of moisture.

The breath also became vague, like a candle blown by the wind, and could be extinguished at any time.

When Master Yuan, who had empty eyes, saw Li Xuanfeng, his chapped lips opened, and in the end he didn't even say a word, just glared at him with resentful and unwilling eyes.

Li Xuanfeng turned a blind eye to this, grabbed Master Yuan's head with one hand, and performed the soul searching technique.

The next moment, Master Yuan's eyes directly became dazed.

Li Xuanfeng's lips were pursed, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.

A moment passed.

He exhaled lightly, and his big hand left Master Yuan's head.

Master Yuan rolled his eyes and fell directly into a coma.

After taking a few deep breaths, Li Xuanfeng's face gradually returned to normal, his brows were furrowed, and his face was cloudy.

From the information in Master Yuan's mind, Li Xuanfeng learned about a place called Yanhuang Fairyland. Around the beginning of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Master Yuan's ancestor saved a demon monk who was seriously injured and hammered to death.

This monk is from the Yanhuang Wonderland, according to him, the fairyland has undergone a great change, and all the monks have fallen.

Only a few low-ranking monks, under the protection of the elders of the sect, were able to flee to the outside world.

But when they forced their way through the space passage, they were all seriously injured.

Master Yuan's ancestors did not know the identity of the monk, but when they saw that he was pitiful, they were moved by compassion and took him back to their homes.

Although he took care of him with his heart and invited Lang Zhong to see a doctor for him, the monk's illness could not be cured by mortals. After not holding out for a few days, the monk died.

Before he died, the monk gave a storage ring with his inheritance to Master Yuan's ancestors. Master Yuan's ancestor had no spiritual roots, just an ordinary peasant who didn't have any talent for cultivating truth.

But he has a son, who is ruthless by nature, cold and bloodthirsty, excellent in both qualifications and understanding, and is a genius of the Demon Dao.

After he received the monk's inheritance, it only took him a hundred years to complete the first layer of the Netherworld Shatter left by the monk and successfully build the foundation.

It's just that at that time, the earth was lacking, and the aura was getting thinner and thinner day by day. It took him two hundred years, and he only cultivated to the late stage of foundation building, and he never made an inch of progress in cultivation.

He had spent decades trying to find the Yanhuang Wonderland that his master had mentioned, but unfortunately the entrance to the fairyland was hard to find and had long been closed.

Seeing that his life was coming to an end day by day, as a monk, he was naturally unwilling to wait for death like this. It took a hundred years to collect materials everywhere, and the Nine Infant Gathering Array was laid in the Qinling Mountains.

He also lied that a treasure was born, and introduced all the masters of the Huaxia cultivation world into the array, wanting to use their essence blood to feed the nine blood babies and let the nine blood babies evolve, and he devoured the nine blood babies and forcibly condensed the golden pill.

It's a pity that in the end, the conspiracy was revealed, and with the help of the power of the formation, although he wiped out all the masters who entered the formation, he was also seriously injured and finally fell with hatred.

Master Yuan is his descendant, but unfortunately his talent is far inferior to his ancestors, nearly five hundred years, and he has only cultivated to the middle stage of foundation building. Originally, he also wanted to learn from his ancestors, and the sword went sideways and fought to the death.

On the day when the yin and evil converged, he absorbed the Yuan Yin of seven hundred and forty-nine pure yin virgins and forcibly condensed the golden pill, but unfortunately let him meet Li Xuanfeng.

Li Xuanfeng frowned, according to his guess, the so-called Yanhuang Immortal Realm should be a secret realm opened up by a monk above the god level.

Because only the great cultivators who have reached the transformation of gods and comprehended the rules of the Heavenly Dao can open up a secret realm.

Ever since he saw the exercises left by the Yan Ling True Monarch, Li Xuanfeng guessed that there had been monks above the god transformation level on the earth. There was a secret realm, which he expected.

It's just that Li Xuanfeng didn't have the slightest sense of joy, not because the Yanhuang Immortal Realm had changed drastically and the entrance was difficult to find, but according to his guess, there was no interstellar teleportation array in it at all.

Otherwise, when the fairyland changed greatly, why didn't those monks activate the teleportation array to escape, but ran to the outside world.

Li Xuanfeng became more and more sure that the huge formation he encountered at the beginning was the only way to the earth, and the entire galaxy was blocked by the formation.

Avatar monks, that is an existence that can carry out interstellar transfer, and a galaxy can't trap them at all. There was no teleportation array in the secret realm, which only meant that they either left and never returned.

Either they didn't leave at all, but were buried somewhere in the starry sky.

Only this situation can be explained. In his previous life, when he had traveled almost the entire cultivation realm, he didn't hear a single message about the earth.

Li Xuanfeng let out a silent sigh, although he was surprised in his heart, he was not as frightened as before. For example, today the Tao has begun to return, and the aura has begun to recover, and no matter how bad the situation is, it will not be there.

He can't know what will happen in the future, so why bother mediocrity. Using an ice spell to freeze Master Yuan's body to prevent the loss of the little essence and blood he already had, Li Xuanfeng stretched out his hand and made a move, and a large eight small black flags fell into his hands.

The big one is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Flip that Master Yuan has been holding in his hand, and the small eight flags are just medium-grade magic weapons. It was they who formed the Yin Soul Devouring Array.

Among them, the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Netherworld Flip of the lower grade spirit weapon level were intact, but the eight-sided magic weapon-level flag was damaged when Li Xuanfeng forcibly broke the formation.

The reason why Master Yuan was so miserable was that in addition to the loss of essence and blood, it was also partly due to being eaten by magic weapons.

To say that this Yin Demon Soul Devouring Array can be regarded as an extremely powerful killing array, if Li Xuanfeng does not have a spiritual weapon in his body, he will not want to break it.

As a result, they can only be trapped by the formation, exhausted by the endless yin and evil qi, as well as fierce spirits and ghosts, and finally become their nourishment.

And the power of this formation is far more than that. If a Jindan monk controls it and fully exerts its power, with Li Xuanfeng's strength, it won't last long.

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