A purple pillar of flame rose from below the sea of sand, followed by a fierce and boundless momentum erupted, this power can be described as a monstrous demonic flame, someone borrowed the body of the demon handsome Tu Yun, and the divine consciousness crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, and rushed into this Buddha realm.

The strength of this terrifying aura was so strong that even Ling Qingfeng was secretly frightened, such a big stroke, such a powerful demonic thought, only the legendary Broken Great Sage had such a means.

As soon as the young marshal Yang Guangzhen sensed this fierce and monstrous aura, he immediately shook his body and slammed the spatial barrier between the Buddha Domain and reality, and turned into a small black dot without looking back, leaving this Buddha Domain.

He is also an outstanding person who makes quick decisions, knowing that there are really powerful people in the Buddha Domain, and he has lost his qualifications to compete for the demon clan, and if he hesitates for a while, he will only be reduced to a role that others can play at will.

Moreover, the beast armor on his body was transformed by a top-level war beast that was good at spatial ability, breaking through space and coming and going freely, which was the biggest basis for him to save his life.

Although he was very unhappy to be slipped away by Yang Guangzhen, Ling Qingfeng still stood motionless on the shoulder of the demon body, because he knew very well that the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him was the real enemy, and if he was not careful, he would die in this Buddha realm, and like those monks who came from afar, he would turn into a grain in this sea of sand.

The aura on Demon Shuai Tu Yun's body was still rising, and in that purple pillar of flames, his body slowly rose into the air, until it rose to a height parallel to Ling Qingfeng.

"You refined this demon body into a magic weapon?" Demon Marshal Tu Yun asked lightly, with a hint of irresistible coercion in his voice.

If you talk about the previous magic handsome, it is a majestic and verdant mountain. exudes the vigorous vitality of the demon young Zhuang faction, so now he. It's like an eternal planet, hanging high in the starry sky. indifferently stared at everything under his feet, and regarded the common people as ants.

Ling Qingfeng stared straight at the guy in front of him, but he had a strange intuition in his heart, that is, with this demon body alone, I am afraid that he would not be able to deal with him, and he had to muster up his spirit and go all out.

"Yes, this artifact is mine, who are you? What do you want? Ling Qingfeng replied casually. While silently accumulating strength, ready to attack at any time.

In this Buddha domain, Ling Qingfeng still occupies some geographical advantages, and the other party is borrowing the corpse to return the soul, and the strength cannot be exerted two or three out of ten, if it is not for this, the strength of the two sides is huge, and there is no need to fight at all.

What Ling Qingfeng had to consider now was which attack method to use against the person in front of him. And this choice can't be wrong, under the pressure of such a powerful divine sense, it is likely that there is only one chance to make a move.

"Get on your knees! Despicable Terran, you are not qualified to stand before me! Demon Marshal Tu Yun's body continued to rise again. In a condescending manner, he said sharply.

As he spoke, he took the body of the demon commander as the center of the circle. A strong coercion was released, covering a radius of tens of meters.

Ling Qingfeng only felt his head tighten. The secret voice is powerful, and he is now in a state of unity of spirit and body. was actually shocked by the other party's coercion and almost lost consciousness, if it was in a pure spirit state, this shock was afraid that even the divine soul would be dispersed.

However, the other party is not very clever in using this hand, and it is so easy to roar people's divine consciousness away with coercion! Ling Qingfeng's heart moved, knowing that the other party was a great master of driving thoughts, he could distract himself for thousands of miles, possess and coerce, and the only way to defeat him physically!

Ling Qingfeng stood on the Eight Soldiers Zhenyue and stood still, but he startled the Demon Clan Ancestor who possessed the Demon Shuai, the blow he had just now was a pure spiritual attack, he thought that he would be able to deal with a kid who was just a strong man on the shore, and he would be nine out of ten, how could he know that the other party would not move at all after receiving a spiritual impact.

For a while, Ling Qingfeng's strength seemed a little unfathomable in the eyes of this old ancestor.

According to the common sense of the Central Continent, martial artists will only begin to specialize in spiritual power after stepping into the realm of the Broken Great Sage, and before this realm, except for a very small number of special martial arts, such as the Cloud Body Domination Technique, will they have some involvement in the mysterious spiritual realm.

For ordinary martial artists, the only way to access spiritual power is to have some simple spiritual connection with war beasts when practicing the Divine Summoning Technique. Like Ling Qingfeng, with the body of a peerless powerhouse, he can hardly carry the spiritual attack of the shattered Great Sage, which can be said to be a unique outlier.

At this moment of lightning, Ling Qingfeng's counterattack came!

With a thought, the thousand-zhang tall demon body god of war closed his arms, and the two demon arms hundreds of zhang long were like two extra-long cranes, and he used a slap to hold the moon in his arms and slapped the demon handsome Tu Yun in the middle.

With the experience of the old ancestor, of course, he refused to be hit by someone so easily, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and crashed headlong into Ling Qingfeng on the shoulder of the demon body.

This collision was menacing, completely out of the instinct of a martial artist, and fully reflected the ancestor's rich combat experience.

No matter how strong the two demon arms are, it is impossible to slash back at themselves, it is not a question of whether they are willing or not, but the angle, this collision, with a small blow, makes the demon body lose the target of the attack in an instant, which can be called a model of combat textbooks.

However, Ling Qingfeng's reaction was also not slow, he did not dodge or block, but smiled, and looked at the demon handsome Tu Yun who bumped into him with a smile.

Suddenly, Ren Junxing, who was standing with Ling Qingfeng, was full of nervousness, but suddenly found that his feet were light, and he was about to stabilize his body, but he was slapped on the shoulder by Ling Qingfeng, and the two of them sank together and fell towards the sea of sand.

At this time, the demon marshal Tu Yun, who happened to rush in front of the two, suddenly lost his target, and was very surprised, the opponent took the initiative to disperse the powerful demon body, in exchange for the opportunity to fall rapidly, but is this useful?

The thousand-foot-tall demon body turned into nothingness in an instant, causing Ling Qingfeng and Ren Junxing to fall straight down, quickly turning into two small black dots.

Demon Shuai Tu Yun was stunned for a moment, and the old ancestor in his body roared loudly: "Ignorant junior, do you think you can escape? ”

Ling Qingfeng, who was below, heard this call, raised his head with a smile, and said, "Joke, where did I say I was going to escape!" ”

The next moment, there was a sudden change in the sky above the sand sea, and the old ancestor of the demon clan suddenly noticed that there was a darkness above his head, and it turned out to be a huge peak pressing down head-on, blocking the light above his head.

"Carving insect skills, dare to show off in front of the old man!" Demon Shuai Tu Yun didn't dodge, slapped his palm downward, and the palm power turned into purple demon flames, chasing after the two people below.

The old ancestor of the demon clan thought that this mountain that was conjured out of thin air was an illusion conjured up by someone with spiritual power, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

It wasn't until this giant peak slammed into the top of his head with the weight of ten thousand jun, and there was no way to avoid it, that he realized that something was wrong!

Rumble! When the second form of the Eight Soldiers Zhenyue, a black giant peak smashed head-on, smashing the body of the demon handsome like a small fly, being pressed under the mountain, carrying the weight of 10,000 tons, all the way to the sea of sand.

Rumble! Tens of thousands of tons of sand and gravel rose into the sky, turning into sand waves and spreading in all directions.

Ling Qingfeng below had already dragged Ren Junxing and hid far away.

Looking at the sand waves hundreds of meters high rising into the sky, Ren Junxing was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

"This, that's all right?" After a long time, Ren Junxing muttered to himself, and his face was disbelieving.

Ling Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Of course not, this is not enough!" That's not something that can be dealt with so easily. ”

After saying that, Ling Qingfeng twisted his body and flew to the sky above the sea of sand, chanting words in his mouth, and used the Buddhism's peerless "King Kong Great Summoning Technique".

With this summoning, he immediately woke up the Buddha power in the Eight Soldiers Zhenyue and the Sand Sea, and the entire Sand Sea turned into a golden yellow, and the black giant peak that was half exposed on the Sand Sea also bloomed into the Buddha light.

Under the great wish power of the Buddha and the great inspiration, the old ancestor let out an angry roar in the body of the demon handsome, or a miserable howl, a miserable scream.

Buddha power has a powerful attribute of destroying evil, in fact, it is the exclusivity of spiritual power, under the burning of this surging Buddha power, the ancestor hidden in the body of the demon commander can no longer maintain the transmission of divine consciousness, in a vicious curse, finally cut off the divine consciousness.

At the moment when the Ancestor's divine consciousness retreated, Ling Qingfeng immediately had a sense, and with a flash of inspiration, he continued to increase the burning of the Buddha's power, and a grand will continued to rush over the demon handsome's body, eroding his spiritual sense.

After about a pillar of incense, Ling Qingfeng finally finished chanting the "King Kong Great Summoning Technique" and slowly fell back to the same place.

"Brother Aman, what's the situation?" Ren Junxing couldn't figure out what was going on, held his golden pagoda in his hand, and asked cautiously.

Ling Qingfeng smiled faintly, his mood at the moment was indescribably comfortable.

Rumble! Eight Soldiers Zhenyue turned into a fist and returned to Ling Qingfeng's side, but a super large pit appeared in the sea of sand, and the sand and gravel slowly fell back into the pit, making a rustling sound like falling rain.

A figure staggered out of the pit and headed straight for where the two were.

It was the demon handsome Tu Yun, all the clothes and armor on his body were shattered into strips, and there were countless major and minor injuries on his body, and his appearance was unbearable.

But the more this happened, the more Ren Junxing didn't dare to be careless, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Brother Aman, be careful!" This person is not simple! ”

In Ren Junxing's eyes, after being so seriously injured, he could still escape under the giant peak, the strength of this demon clan is not trivial, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to hold it for so long!

"It's okay, you'll know in a moment!" Ling Qingfeng replied with a smile.

The demon marshal staggered and flew in front of the two.

How so? His eyes were very strange, but Ren Junxing was startled again.

There was no hatred or frustration in the thief's eyes, but rather a fanaticism, a frenzy from the heart, a fanatical worship. (To be continued.) )