Chapter 77: Defense

In the hall, Wu Feng ran towards the old man standing in the middle of the formation, and the closer he ran, one foot had already stepped into the formation in the hall.

And the old man looked at Wu Feng who ran over, the smile on his face was bright, just when Wu Feng's foot stepped into the formation pattern, a glimmer of light flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes, it was a contemptuous eye, a disdainful look, this glimmer of light I am afraid that even the old man himself did not know, because it was the old man's deep consciousness at this time, and after the plan was taken, it flashed unconsciously, just like the cultivator's inner demon, and he didn't know what to do in a daze.

But when Wu Feng saw it, Wu Feng's heart was suffocated, and he completely confirmed what he had just thought, this was indeed a game for the old man. Hey, I'm still too weak, I have a better thing in my hand, anyone dares to calculate myself, whatever I do, whoever is unhappy can frame myself, and dare to pounce on myself and bite myself. Hum!

Teng, the demon fire burned without warning, starting from Wu Feng's foot that stepped into the formation, a hundredth of the time spread to Wu Feng's whole body in the blink of an eye, and in the wail, Wu Feng's body surrounded by flames staggered in the air towards the exit of the hall.

Tengteng, the scorching wave of air suddenly made the temperature in the hall rise sharply, and even in that hall, in the direction of Wu Feng's flight, the air was burned and distorted, and the ripples spread from the flames to the four halls. Wu Feng's screams in the flames were still ongoing, and the heart-rending cry of pain made people's pores terrifying, and people couldn't help but think of the expression when life was worse than death.

In the hall, the old man standing in the formation pattern frowned, looking at the burning man in the air with a little condensation. Like some mighty flames, if your body is wrapped in it and burns, it probably won't feel good, not to mention a junior in the Jindan realm, how can it be called so miserable, and that body has not been refined, and although the scream is sad, although it is a little out of tune, it still sounds full of energy, is that the kid himself stronger than me, this is just a wisp of residual thoughts?

Suddenly, the old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted, "Jianzier dares, deceive people too much", and at the same time, the body also stepped out in one step, directly in front of Wu Feng, who was about to walk out of the hall. Suddenly, the two of them in the field completely changed their position, and now it was Wu Feng in the hall, and the old man was in the passage outside the hall.

"Hmph, if you want to leave, you have to ask the old man" The old man looked at Wu Feng and sneered.

"Idiot" Wu Feng scolded secretly in his heart, if you weren't drawn out of that formation pattern by the wail that I deliberately amplified, maybe I would really have to leave, but now, since I came out of the formation, I stopped you or you stopped me, maybe.

"Senior help, help" Wu Feng seemed to have been confused by the flames, as if he hadn't heard what the old man had just said, his body was still wrapped in the flames, and he staggered into the passage.

The old man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Wu Feng's boundless reaction, really, fake? The old man raised his hand and pointed at Wu Feng, and suddenly there was an illusionary hand in front of Wu Feng's body, and he also stretched out a finger to press Wu Feng, that finger was the size of Wu Feng's person, and the illusionary hand was often even bigger, but except for this finger, which was condensed, the others were just a phantom, penetrating into the surrounding walls.

When that finger appeared and pressed towards Wu Feng, a whistling sound suddenly sounded in the entire passage, and the spiritual power continued to condense towards that finger, and with the shuttle of spiritual power in the channel, small tornado-shaped spiritual power vortices emerged, and the fingers that were constantly absorbing those spiritual power vortices seemed to be brewing an earth-shattering wind explosion.

At this time, Wu Feng was like a leaf floating in the wind, rolling with the wind, and the whole person was also pulled to the fingertips of that finger by the suction force, in the eyes of the old man, Wu Feng was like one of the many spiritual power vortexes, and the body condensed by the spiritual consciousness was either sucked and hit on the fingertips and scattered by the power that erupted from above, or it was sucked into that finger and crushed by the spiritual power wind inside, and there was no other end.

Buzz, the corner of the old man's eyes looking at Wu Feng shrank suddenly, and a green lotus-like treasure the size of a half-palm flew out from the blood-colored flame that was trembling sharply, and flew towards the finger under the suction force of the finger, during which the green lotus-shaped treasure continued to swell and swell.

In the extremely short distance between Wu Feng and the huge finger, the green lotus-shaped treasure had become as big as the entire channel, and the dimple in the middle of the green lotus-shaped treasure was now wider than the finger he had condensed with spiritual power, and the spiritual power vortex in that channel was more absorbed by the green lotus-shaped treasure, and the spiritual power that finger could absorb now was estimated to be only one layer of many spiritual powers in the channel.

Boom, the entire space, the entire passage shook violently, and the old man's fingers finally collided with the infinitely larger spirit canopy. The impact force generated by the collision formed two frenzied destruction shockwaves in the narrowed passage, one of which was weaker and rushed towards Wu Feng behind the spirit pengzi, while the other was through the strange surface of the spirit pengzi The impact energy was instantly absorbed, condensed, and then reflected out, like a light of annihilation, rushing straight towards the old man behind the fingers.

Ah, the scream came, and Wu Feng, who was pushed into the hall by the wind explosion, returned to the back of the spirit canopy, and swept his divine sense towards the old man in confusion.

Hey, what about the people, the old man is gone, the transformed palm is gone, there is nothing left in the place, strange, the shock wave just now is not harmful, why is the old man gone, is he stealth and wants to sneak attack me?

Wu Feng's heart tightened, and he reached out and touched the spirit canopy, and after making sure that there was no damage on the spirit canopy, he received it in his hand, in case of any emergency, the spirit canopy can also be used as a shield, the last time the spirit canopy was connected to the heavenly essence yuan, it was not afraid of the pure spiritual power attack like this, and the defense of the spirit canopy should be enough to deal with the old man, after all, it was just a wisp of residual thought, and there was a treasure in the hand and not used, otherwise it would be a waste of such a hard material. Wu Feng thought to himself.

It's also okay, Lingpengzi doesn't have a spirit now, otherwise if it knew that someone wanted to use that unique treasure in the world as a shield that worldly people say, it would probably blow itself up, and it wouldn't want to stay by such a master's side.

Wu Feng cautiously walked out of the passage, and drilled everywhere in the Heavenly Shuttle, once, twice, and again, but still did not find any trace of the old man.

Oh, he wants to become someone else's target again, and now he doesn't even know where the old man's people are hiding, and now he is still here, and the danger factor has obviously increased a lot, but if he wants to quit, Wu Feng's heart is very unwilling.

Because he withdrew and did not leave his own spiritual imprint in it, then this treasure was not his own, and the old man could urge Shield Tissot to repair the layers of obstacles that had been broken by Wu Feng.

And this time I racked my brains to design, only to lure out the old man in that formation, if I come again next time, the old man already knows his own means, is he willing to come out of the formation, and he dares to step into that formation and compete with the old man whose realm is higher than his own, and who is assisted by the formation?