Most of the southern spiritualists showed disbelief. Even the few Spirit Sects who rushed from the Sword Moon Sect also looked shocked.

Chen Xuanming raised his hand and twisted his beard, looking at the hazy and vague young figure in the sedan chair in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim: "This son is young, and he is already in the realm of the Spirit Sect! How can it be ......" In the end, his heart was extremely conflicted.

In the past three hundred and fifty years, there has only been one Lingzong in Fuso. And you can imagine how difficult it is to reach the realm of the Spirit Sect. If the waves are like a big wave of sand, the heroes of the millennium are exhausted!

The most indispensable thing in the world is the flow of geniuses, but it is a pity that time flies, and it is all buried before the chasm of the Spirit Sect. It can be said that the moat of the weak water river is just a pediatric in front of it.

These thoughts appeared in the minds of several elders almost at the same time, and they were like a flash of lightning and thunder blasting in their ears.

Facing the sudden arrival of the power of the Divine Soul, He Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "What a hero out of a young man!" Saying the Dark Luck Ground Rank Spirit Treasure, he raised his hand and clenched his fist forward to send out a divine soul strike.

The two fists were far away, and they were originally bright, but there were bursts of fluctuations in the void.

"Dao Yun stimulates the power of the divine soul, causing fluctuations in heaven and earth. ”

At this time, Lin Chen deliberately hung in the crowd behind the team, and the instinct brought by the penetrating eye imprinted everything into his mind, and his understanding was clear.

Regardless of the north and south, all the low-level spiritual cultivators, including the Spirit Emperor, all looked up at the sky three feet above, and there was a rumbling sound like thunder in their ears, as if facing the power of heaven and earth.

It is rumored that a spirit sect once destroyed a country, and no one doubts the truth of the rumors at this moment.

The power of the two divine souls was about to touch, and the fluctuations in the void suddenly became quiet.

He Ling Feng's eyes subconsciously narrowed slightly, and his face suddenly changed. A blue point of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, transparent and immaculate. Immediately afterward, the blue color spreads from one point to all directions.

The sky turned into a deep blue. The earth is also as if it has become a calm and waveless sea, but the sea surface is as smooth as a mirror.

In an instant, He Ling Feng seemed to have entered an ice-blue world alone, and the coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow actually drilled into the power of the divine soul like a knife, as if it was about to freeze the soul.

"This—This is ......"

He Ling Feng's eyes showed a look of shock, he clearly sensed the power of his divine soul, and he was facing almost a real world, short and humble, almost fighting against the entire heaven and earth.

For the first time in many years, he found himself like an ant, with nothing left but the frustration of being powerless. In front of the ice blue world, he couldn't give birth to any resistance at all.

When it was too late, it was too fast, and with a bang, the ice-blue world was like a mirror, suddenly falling apart, and finally dissipating without a trace.

Before they knew what was happening, the Southern Spiritual Cultivators felt that the fluctuations of heaven and earth had disappeared, and then everyone saw He Ling Feng standing still as if he was stupid, and then as if they had seen something terrifying, their bodies began to tremble.

He Ling Feng was indeed trembling, and he couldn't control the trembling from his heart at all. Just a second had passed, but it seemed like a thousand years to him

。 When I saw that the surrounding environment was restored, the wind seemed to flow.

He slowly looked up at the clear sky.

God, it's still that day.

For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief inside, then frowned and looked down at his outstretched fist.

In front of everyone's eyes, spider web-like lines appeared on the fist, turning into powder and falling to the ground like a clay sculpture.

"Shhh

Gasping for air, Ling Feng felt the pain gradually appearing in his wrists, and he looked motionless like a clay man, as if he had fallen into a daze.

Seeing this scene, all the spiritual cultivators on the southern side became solemn.

The old fisherman's eyes flickered, and his voice was not calm: "This precise control, the old man is ashamed of himself." This is tantamount to an indirect admission that he is not the opponent of the person in the sedan chair.

Hearing this, the faces of some cultivators in the south turned ugly. As we all know, spiritual contend, it is not the great momentum that shows strength. Shicai and Ling Feng each punched the person in the sedan chair, but in the end they silently destroyed a hand, and this light talk description is even more terrifying.

"Haha, the young master made a move, and it was really extraordinary. ”

Unlike the Southern Devotional, the Northern Devotional looks uplifting. Not only low-level spiritual cultivators, but also the Spirit Emperor and the Spirit Sect, all of them all had happy faces. At the same time, the expressions of these people also became more respectful.

At this moment, the person in the sedan chair, who had never moved, spoke: "Heh, mediocre people, it's not worth mentioning. However, if you are offended, you will be punished slightly. ”

The corners of He Ling Feng's mouth were filled with bitterness, and he muttered: "Talented people, heh......" If there were still people who thought that the other party was arrogant just now, then no one dared to think like this now, including the powerful people of the Spirit Sect Realm.

It was just a punch, and Ling Feng was defeated.

"Is this still human?!" someone muttered quietly.

At the same time, the 20,000 spiritual cultivators of the Flowing Wind Sect, including the monks of the other five sects, all had an irresistible heart.

Chen Xuanming and Chu Yun glanced at each other, and said solemnly: "This person is invincible, and he must immediately report to the sect master." ”

Chu Yun nodded slightly, frowned, and said: "I see that the surface of this son is only the initial realm of the Spirit Sect, but this divine soul power, I am afraid that the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sect cannot be compared." This alone is indeed invincible. ”

"There are many spiritual treasures in the Seven Treasure Pavilion, I think this person is not a few years older than me, but he is just relying on the power of the spiritual treasure. Just behind the two of them, Chu Miaoxi said a little complicated. He thinks that he is also a genius of the Sword Moon Sect, and he is already in the late stage of the Spirit King at a young age, and this talent is not to say that he is proud of all beings, but it is also rare. He didn't believe that there would be such a genius in the world who could break through to the Spirit Sect at a young age.

You must know that in three hundred and fifty years, there was only one spirit sect in the territory of Fusang Kingdom. If the cultivation of the person in the sedan chair is true, then this talent can be described as against the sky.

Even God can't stop it from entering.

"It can't be relying on Lingbao, but it's also ...... I don't know. ”

Chu Yun and Chen Xuanming glanced at each other, if it was relying on the spirit treasure, looking at the situation just now,

The lowest is also a heaven-level spirit treasure. Perhaps in this way, we can explain why the power of the other party's divine soul is strong.

By this time, the Southern Spiritual Cultivator was like a deflated ball, and he had long since lost the idea of making a move. Tens of thousands of spiritual cultivators stood quietly, waiting for the instructions of the elders, and the rest did not know where to go.

"The world is out of my generation!"

The young master of the Seven Treasure Pavilion in the sedan chair suddenly spoke loudly, although his voice was flat, he couldn't hide the arrogance in it.

(End of chapter)