The ancestor of the Feng family was suspended in the air, and a faint golden light bloomed around his body, that momentum, that feeling, sacred and solemn, at a glance, he was a powerful immortal with high and profound Taoism.

The mortal immortal cultivators in Tian Yuan City were not qualified to directly judge his cultivation realm, and could only rely on instinct to feel: this was a supreme existence that was rare to see on weekdays and would definitely be looked up to infinitely.

In fact, this is also the case, in this era, the Golden Immortal Realm is already a level that all latecomers cannot reach, that is to say, it is impossible to touch this height in a lifetime only by relying on talent, hard work, chance and other factors.

Whether it will work or not, it is not up to you to decide, but it depends on whether God gives you this opportunity.

Between heaven and earth, there should be a few saints, how many Da Luo Jin Immortals, how many Jin Immortals, that is a fixed amount, and it is impossible to grow indefinitely.

As long as the incumbent officials do not make mistakes, retire, or be transferred, this position will not be vacant, and no matter how hard the people below work, they will not be able to climb up.

The same is true for the high immortals, as long as the old golden immortals do not die, then they will not be able to vacate the places for the people behind them, and no matter how hard the juniors try, they can only stop under the golden immortals.

It sounds very unfair, but there is no way, who made you born late, it is not a little late, but it is calculated in a time unit of millions and tens of millions of years.

So in the eyes of mortals, the Golden Immortal Realm is already the most awesome, and there is no difference if you go up, anyway, you can't see it.

High in the air, the ancestor of the Feng family beckoned the token back, gently rubbed it in his hand a few times, and threw it out again.

The grade of this token magic weapon is not low, it seems to be ever-changing, the time just now it turned into a mountain, and it was forced back by Ajuan, but this time it turned into a gray-white strange mist miasma, which slowly fell from the sky.

"Don't go up!"

Arnold stopped Ajuan in time and reminded her: "It should be some kind of enchantment circle, your kind of hard touch is useless, but it may fall into it." ”

Superhuman genes are indeed very good, but there are also shortcomings: magic resistance is relatively weak.

Although the genetic enhancement that Ajuan received had been improved many times, there was still no advantage in terms of spells.

She is not afraid of anyone, but if she falls into some kind of magic circle that can circulate infinitely in the spatial state, even if she flies at the speed of light, it will be difficult to get out of it for a while.

At this moment, this piece of gray mist miasma made by the ancestor of the Feng family was probably some kind of spatial magic array.

If our villa mansion is completely covered by this space array, it will basically fall under the control of the Feng family ancestor.

"What then?"

Ajuan asked, "If you two guard here, I'll fly up and fight with him directly." ”

Arnold didn't say anything, this method is definitely not good, not to mention whether he and Ghidorah can hold it, and letting Ajuan deal with a powerful golden immortal alone is also extremely risky.

Again, Ajuan's spell resistance is too weak, and she really doesn't have an advantage in the immortal plane.

"I'll go!"

Brother No. 1 Monkey came out with a wine jug in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, and looked at the old man in the sky with golden light: "I still have some experience in dealing with this group of bullshit immortals." ”

I think back then, Lao Tzu made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, and the immortals he beat were gone to the sea.

Well, that's not the real him, but the true body of Monkey King.

But in the thinking and memory of Brother No. 1 Monkey, for the immortals, he is not scared at all.

As he spoke, he had already risen into the air and shouted: "Old thing, don't be arrogant, eat my grandson!" ”

"Monkey King?"

The ancestor of the Feng family was slightly stunned, then narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "But you're not!" ”

If it was really the Monkey King back then, the ancestor of the Feng family would probably turn his head and leave, but what he saw at this moment was just a monkey clone, not the stronger one among the clones.

Call!

As soon as the ancestor of the Feng family raised his hand, a golden giant palm slapped at Sun No. 1.

"That's what I hate the most!"

Sun No. 1 immediately became furious: Do you think that if you just slap a big slap, it will be the palm of the gods?

Tyre!

A stick swept over, wanting to smash the golden giant palm, but he didn't want to, the golden hoop stick fell directly into it, and there was no sense of collision at all.

What's that?

almost flashed Brother Monkey's old waist, and then, he rushed into the golden palm more than ten meters high with a stick, and then disappeared.

Fooled!

It's not an attack spell at all, it's a portal to fool people.

The ancestor of the Feng family sneered faintly: I know that you, a monkey, will be impulsive and brainless when you see the Divine Palm.

As a golden immortal, the spatial attainment of the ancestor of the Feng family is also quite not weak, and a portal will destroy Sun No. 1, and I don't know where the teleportation went.

Of course, his kind of portal does not have a cross-border effect, the teleportation distance is limited to the Nanyu realm, and if Brother No. 1 Monkey wants to fly back, it only takes a little time.

But the battle is changing, and a lot can happen in the so-called little time.

was fooled by a photo, it is conceivable that Brother No. 1 Monkey at this moment will definitely be extremely embarrassed, that face should be flushed, right?

It feels like wielding a big knife and coaxing to kill the enemy, but he stepped on the air and fell into a dung pit more than ten meters deep......

It's too embarrassing, it's embarrassing.

I didn't care about studying him, on the side of the villa, the gray mist miasma that the token magic weapon had turned into had already fallen, and it was less than fifty meters from the ground.

WhewW......

Ghidorah flew up, spewing ice gas at the miasma, and interfering with its landing speed with a gravitational magnetic field, but to no avail, until the cold ice gas sank like a stone into the sea, and the gravitational magnetic field seemed to be sucked into a cosmic black hole.

Click......

The head in the middle continuously split dozens of chain lightning bolts and fell into the fog miasma, and it was the same, not the slightest wind and waves were raised.

There is no doubt that there must be a magic circle space within the mist miasma with an unknown area, and dealing with it by conventional means is like fighting with the air, and it will not have any effect.

What to do?

Arno Ajuan realized that relying on her own martial arts, she should not be able to stop this mist miasma, and there are indeed limitations in this regard.

Superman's body, strong, fierce, strong, but sorry, not omnipotent.

Next, you can only guard the portal as much as possible in the fog miasma array, and drag it out as long as you want.

There was no desperation, they knew in their hearts that even if they fell into the enemy's magic circle, their lives would not be in danger, and at most they would disturb their boss's deep meditation.

The boss is out of the way, and this matter should be easily settled, but it's ...... To disturb him is also a dereliction of duty for us to wait.

It must be admitted that the high-level immortals of this plane are indeed difficult to deal with, and besides, they are such a treacherous and cunning golden immortals.

The ancestor of the Feng family obviously has super strength, but he doesn't fight hard with us head-on, and does everything he can to do some crooked and evil things.

Well, in the eyes of his own people, all the unconventional operations of the enemy belong to crooked ways......

Seeing that the gray mist miasma was about to fall on his head, but at the last ten meters of height, he didn't know what was blocking it, and stopped it quite strangely.

Who?

The Feng Family Ancestor turned his gaze, and then he saw that the Mo Yuan Ancestor, who was usually holding his trouser legs and bare feet, walked out of a room in the villa.

"Don't forget, I'm still here."

Mo Yuan Ancestor said lightly: "Don't blame me for being nosy, if you fall this thing, it will also affect me." ”