"Huh!"

The Gu Sage with a hideous face suddenly turned around, and his eyes covered with bloodlight were filled with bloodthirsty light.

However, what made Feng Qingyang's eyes widen even more was that the ancient saint actually couldn't see the young man who was shocked, and turned to stare at him again, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was wondering what had cut the back of his head just now.

"Immortals, all damn !!" A hoarse voice rang out, and it was extremely harsh.

In the distance, Ye Feng shook his right arm, which was numb from the force of the rebound, and the fierce light in his eyes flickered, since there was a little earth dog, the ancient saint couldn't detect him, so naturally he wouldn't let go.

"Boom !!"

The power of the reincarnation of the mixed element of silence surged, swirling the bronze deer cutting knife.

Nasen's cold aura made Feng Qingyang, who was confronting the ancient saint in the distance, face change slightly.

"You're so damn blind!"

Looking at the indifferent Gu Sheng, the wind was clear and depressed.

"Boom !!"

A deafening sound of metal clashing rang out.

The ancient saint staggered and leaned forward two steps, a small tuft of hair on the back of his head was shaved off, and a bloodstain appeared on his scalp.

"Who?"

Although the state of the ancient saint is very weird, and his body has also assimilated towards the barbarians, this does not mean that he is stupid, he has been attacked on the back of the head twice in a row, how can he suppress the monstrous anger in his heart.

"Immortal !!"

Listening to the low roar of the ancient saint, Feng Qingyang almost scolded, fairy sister, your special mother's eyes are wide open to see clearly, who is sneaking up on you!

"Boom !!"

However, the ancient saint had already determined that the two sneak attacks were the work of Feng Qingyang, and the whole person was completely virtualized, and endless blood lines gushed out from his body, as if turning into a sea of blood.

And, in every line of blood, there seem to be countless creatures hidden, just like... What a yellow spring under the bridge!

"It's really good to be a bully, isn't it!" Feng Qingyang roared angrily, stepped out, the phantom who hugged him in his arms, slowly raised his head, although his face was hazy, but his eyes were as bright as the bright moon, exuding mysterious energy fluctuations.

In the distance, Ye Feng cursed in his heart, "The back of this old stick's head is too hard, right?" Just standing still, I can't cut him! ”

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and shouted to the instructor in his heart, "What kind of weapon can break through the defense of that old stick?" ”

"Master, that ancient saint is on the path of merging, and if you want to break through his skin, you need a real artifact!"

"Artifact?"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't ask how many zombie points he needed for the artifact at all, because he knew that he would definitely not be able to afford it.

"If I want the Deer Cutter to have the sharpness of Artifact Breath, how many zombie points do I need to consume?"

"Master, you need to consume three million zombie points to be able to make the deer cutter gain the benefit of an artifact of breath time!"

"Damn!"

Just to make the deer cutter knife gain the sharpness of an artifact for a breath of time, it would require three million zombie points, and Ye Feng couldn't imagine how many zombie points a real artifact would need to be able to buy.

Ye Feng completely gave up seeking help from the system, half-squinted his eyes, looked down at the little earth dog, and asked, "Do you have a way to kill that old stick?" ”

"Wow !!"

"There's no way you can tell a fart!" Ye Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, the little earth dog couldn't look down on the ancient saint in and out of his words, but in the end, it was still small, and it couldn't kill the old stick for the time being.

"We can't help it, those people must have a way, otherwise, they wouldn't dare to come here!"

Ye Feng turned his gaze and looked at Li Mengyao and the others who were showing their magical powers in the distance.

Rolling up his sleeves, Ye Feng carried the deer cutting knife and rushed towards the ancient saint again.

The blood line that overflowed from the ancient saint's body seemed to be very afraid of the little earth dog in Ye Feng's arms, and he automatically retreated.

But the problem is, the ancient saint didn't notice it at all.

"Boom !!"

Another metal collision sounded, and the completely illusory ancient saint walked out of the dense blood line, his eyes full of resentment, staring at the wind Qingyang.

"Immortal, your sister Xian, it's not Lao Tzu who sneaked up on you!" Feng Qingyang couldn't hold back any longer, and pointed to Gu Sheng's nose, "Are you really blind?" So a big living person jumping behind you, and you don't feel it at all? ”

"Immortal !!!"

At this moment, the ancient saint didn't seem to know any other words, only one word, roared lowly, and pounced on the wind.

"Bang!"

"Nima's, it's me again!"

Watching Ye Feng sneak attack the ancient saint again and again, the anger of the ancient saint became more and more vigorous, and the wind was clear and unbearable.

"Immortal !!!"

Suddenly!

A sharp roar sounded, and the entire satellite shook violently, and bottomless cracks covered the entire satellite like a spider's web.

"Woo woo woo !!"

As the satellite was about to collapse, a whistling sound like a ghost crying suddenly sounded.

"That's?"

"It's the essence and cultivation perception that the ancient saint has absorbed for countless years and can't digest." Zhang Fengyu's face was full of solemnity, if there was only a small part of the spirit and cultivation comprehension, it would be an opportunity for them.

However, the spirit and cultivation perception here have been stored for at least 60,000 years, how vast is that?

Zhang Fengyu didn't know this, he only knew that once he fell into it, he would definitely die.

The majestic spirit spirit would tear apart his body, and countless cultivation perceptions would make him mentally collapse.

"Shakyamuni!"

Li Mengyao suddenly turned around and looked at Sakyamuni, whose figure was between the virtual and the real, and her beautiful eyes were full of anxiety.

"Amitabha, the future is considerable, readable, and unchangeable......"

Shakyamuni's aura became mysterious, his face was full of solemnity, and his hands were tied with lotus seals.

"Buzz !!"

Suddenly, countless essences and cultivation perceptions that flocked to this side seemed to have fallen into another universe.

"The Future?"

Zhang Fengyu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes that returned to normal were full of fear.

"It is worthy of being one of the three major sutras of Buddhism, and it can affect time and space!" Zhao Xincang's face was full of shock.

"Shakyamuni has cultivated into the Future Sutra, who can hurt him in the same level? Even if the wind is clear, I'm afraid it won't hurt the Shakyamuni who is standing in the future, right? Tian Yuxun also sighed.

"Immortal !!"

"My immortal, your uncle, you don't know how to say anything other than this word?"

Hearing the roar of the ancient saint again, the wind was clear and crazy.

"When the immortals worship, all souls are extinguished!!"

"Is it the magic power of the immortal clan?"

"The Immortal Race is a terrifying existence in the top ten interstellar races, and it is rumored that the Immortal Race only operates in the first three star domains, and the magical powers it has mastered can turn the heavens and the earth and change the stars."

Shakyamuni's eyelids were raised, and a different light flowed in them, staring at the wind Qingyang who began to fight hard, and whispered to himself, "Opportunity...... Here it comes! ”

[The sixth watch, all the debts have been made up. There will be no less four watches during the day, but it will be at night. 】

(End of chapter)