Chapter 270: Powerless

Ling Yan frowned, he looked left and right, but found no trace of Feng Lao. He pinched the trick with both hands and used secret methods to track, but it was still fruitless, and the entire yellow sand was the breath of the old wind, and he couldn't track it at all.

This is the secret technique of the Wind Clan, which is used to conceal the body and surprise it.

Suddenly, countless divine rays appeared in the yellow sand in the sky, each divine ray carried a chaotic sword aura, shrouded in endless killing intent, extremely terrifying.

"Break it for me!" Feng Lao's voice sounded in the yellow sand, which was extremely ethereal, flickering left and right, making people unable to distinguish the direction.

The defense spread out by the flying star was pierced in an instant, and one after another the divine rays were shot down, Ling Yan stepped on the mysterious runes, his body was mysterious and changeable, and he narrowly dodged the attack every time.

As the Supreme Elder of the Wind Clan, Feng Lao and Ling Yan are both in the Extreme Immortal Stage, how could he not have one or two hole cards to be able to break through Ling Yan's God King Pure Land, which shows that his own strength is terrifying.

"Poof!"

Ling Yan withdrew the Flying Star in his hand, and the Flying Star Halberd seemed to come alive in his hand, and there was not a single divine light that could get close to him.

His eyes suddenly flickered, and he saw a certain direction and threw the flying star violently.

"Whoosh!"

The flying star pierced the void, broke all the laws, and drew an astonishing arc in the yellow sand.

"Poof!"

A burst of blood light rushed up, and Feng Lao was hit by a flying star and nailed into the void.

Ling Yan jumped up and attacked towards the old wind, and the chaotic immortal qi turned into a true dragon, roaring and opening his mouth, pre-selecting people to devour.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Feng Lao's body turned into yellow sand with that little blood mist.

Ling Yan immediately stopped his body and was vigilant all over his body, he knew that Feng Lao couldn't die like this, he was just hiding in this yellow sand again.

"Buzz!"

A giant flying sword suddenly appeared in the yellow sand, where the flying sword passed, half of it was as black as ink, half of it was bright into daylight, the sword body separated yin and yang, and a Tai Chi gossip diagram was pressed down.

Ling Yan took off the star and greeted it, and the phantom of the true dragon appeared, and the stars flickered.

"Boom!"

The two of them struck hard, and the violent energy distorted and collapsed the Endless Void, and they didn't know how many black abysses appeared, and those abysses didn't know where they led, and if they accidentally stepped into them, they would be lost in the unknown void forever.

The monks of all the nearby towns were shocked, they all looked at the place where Ling Yan and Feng Lao were fighting, although they didn't know what was going on here, they all knew that there must be a big man who made a move.

"Boom!"

With a few loud bangs, the earth shook, and everyone saw distant mountains disappear from the horizon, and mountains and rivers were flattened.

The people were terrified, what was going on there? Ordinary people also knew that something big had happened, and they didn't have the insight of the monks, but they could also see the mountains disappear and the rivers cut off.

For a while, the people were panicked, and the whole city prayed, hoping that disaster would not befall them.

Ling Yan and Feng Lao fought until the sun and the moon faded, and the sky was full of divine light, and the figures of the two were too fast to capture.

Until there was a loud "boom", the two separated, Feng Lao was shot down heavily, and a huge pit was smashed on the ground, only to see him half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, he looked extremely weak, and it seemed that it was difficult to support his body.

Ling Yan then landed, the bandages and steel plates on his body had long since disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he didn't look much better.

As the strongest combat power in Star City and a famous god of war in the Immortal Spirit Continent, Ling Yan's strength was always superior compared to Feng Lao.

Feng Lao didn't want Ling Yan's life when he set up the Ancient Killing Array, and now, although Ling Yan was injured, Feng Lao was only alone, and these two people were still not pleased.

Ling Yan could no longer support the Pure Land vision, but the murderous intent in his eyes was undiminished, and he walked towards Feng Lao with the flying star in his hand.

Feng Lao's eyes were full of resentment and resentment, he knew that today's catastrophe could not be avoided, so he suddenly sacrificed a clay sculpture of the wind god, and at the same time forced out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the wind god sculpture.

The Fengshen sculpture suddenly burst out with a powerful energy, Ling Yan's face changed, and he secretly screamed badly, only to see him kick the ground, "whoosh" and rush out, heading straight for Feng Lao.

But no matter how fast Ling Yan's speed was, he still couldn't catch up with the speed of Feng Lao's self-explosion, only to see Feng Lao instantly reverse the exercise, and with a "bang", the Feng Shen sculpture and Feng Lao exploded together, turning into loess in the sky.

Ling Yan only threw the flying star, but the flying star passed through the yellow sand and finally nailed it to a mountain in the distance.

"Damn!" Ling Yan scolded.

Although he didn't know what the Wind God Sculpture was, he also vaguely guessed that Feng Lao might have run away with the power of the Wind God Sculpture.

In the end, he was too familiar with the energy that erupted from the Fengshen Sculpture, and the small coffin that saved him three thousand years ago and the substitute death doll used some time ago all had similar energy fluctuations.

It's normal to think about it, the Feng Clan is a huge family left over from ancient times, and Feng Lao, as the Supreme Elder, if he doesn't have one or two magic weapons to save his life, no one will believe him.

Ling Yan frowned, his expression was full of chagrin, today the tiger returned to the mountain, and the next day will be countless troubles.

At this point, Ling Yan didn't dwell on it for too long, after all, he couldn't catch up, and his state was not good, he was just holding on.

Even if he had to face the revenge of the Wind Clan, it would be in the future, and now Ling Yan had something more important, that is, Gu Xiaoxian.

Ling Yan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and returned to the Qiankun Astrolabe, the astrolabe vision disappeared, he put away his evil energy, and looked at Gu Xiaoxian's eyes became gentle again.

"Let's go home. Ling Yan gently stroked Gu Xiaoxian's hair, and said softly, he grabbed the astrolabe and rushed to the nearest town.

Gu Xiaoxian naturally wouldn't respond to him, to put it mildly, Gu Xiaoxian's current state is closer to a dead person. The breath was weak, the heartbeat almost stopped beating, there was no trace of spiritual power at all, and the divine consciousness was dim. If it weren't for Ling Yan's little spiritual power, it would probably be a cold corpse at this moment.

Ling Yan looked at Gu Xiaoxian, as Gu Xiaoxian's breath became weaker and weaker, his heart became colder and colder.

His hand on Gu Xiaoxian's cheek trembled slightly, and along the way, he felt helpless like never before.

Even when he was chased into a desperate situation, he was never afraid, at that time, he only had hatred and a heroic spirit in his heart.

But today, he has a panic and fear that he is at a loss, he does not dare to face such a loss, and he does not know what else he can do. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being alone.

Ling Yan forcibly urged the Chaos Immortal Duel, wanting to warm Gu Xiaoxian's divine soul, but it was not of much use. After all, the Chaos Immortal Decisive is not a medical technique, it can only operate passively in the body of the person who cultivates this exercise.

"Gu Xiaoxian, I promised you, I will always be there! You have to do what you say, did you hear it!" Ling Yan didn't know what he said, whether Gu Xiaoxian could hear it, but he had no other way than these seemingly commanding words.

As strong as he is, there are times when he can't do anything.