A silver spear shot straight into the sky on Ling Feng's body, and its momentum was like a spear, as if it was about to pierce the blood cloud in the sky.

After the silver pillar of light reached its highest point, it exploded, and the huge spear turned into a silver cloud, which exploded from the middle, and rushed towards all directions like a mushroom cloud.

A hole in the sky with a circle of several hundred meters instantly appeared, and when the hole appeared, eighteen silver rays of light suddenly fell from the sky.

"That's imagery, why do you still have the strength to use imagery?" The mysterious man yelled in a panic.

Obviously, Ling Feng is already at the end of his crossbow, but he still has such a strong force, could it be that this man is really his nemesis.

Ling Feng did not answer the mysterious man's words directly, but said slowly: "In the past twelve years, I have not been able to sleep peacefully every night, and whenever I close my eyes, I always think of the scene of Laneige dying in front of my eyes.

I have never been able to forgive myself, all the time, not wanting to slash your day. These blades are made for you, and I've been waiting for the day when I will be able to slash you. ”

Looking at the eighteen silver rays of light falling from the sky, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in my heart. At this moment, he panicked and feared.

Eighteen silver rays of light came in an instant, landing beside Ling Feng, and if you look closely, there are indeed eighteen silver spears, they surround Ling Feng, like loyal guards guarding their generals.

Looking at these eighteen silver spears, the mysterious man who had been panicking and uneasy suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, your weak eighteen spears are also an image?" It's really a big laugh off people's big teeth.

Could it be that you are refining the weakest image on the continent? ”

Why did the mysterious man react like this, because Ling Feng's imagery seemed to him to be really weird, or too weak.

You must know that the imagery of general Yi cultivation is extremely powerful and majestic martial arts, such as the red sun falling by Xiao Chengfeng or the sky-falling sword of Huangfu Jianyun.

These images seemed to be extremely powerful, but Ling Feng's was the opposite, it was actually only eighteen silver spears, which really stunned the mysterious man, so he mocked Ling Feng mercilessly.

However, what he didn't notice mysteriously was that when Huangfu Jianyun saw these eighteen silver spears, his eyes had already become horrified and inexplicable. He muttered distractedly: "Multiple images, they really exist!" ”

You must know that Huangfu Jianyun was easily defeated by the eleventh spear out of these eighteen spears.

After he returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he couldn't understand why each of Ling Feng's silver spears could be transformed into a unique image, so he consulted the ancient books on Ling Feng's unique image and got a very amazing answer.

That is Ling Feng's eighteen spears, which may correspond to a kind of image.

If that's really the case, then Ling Feng is too terrifying!

Because the image is a unique martial art created by Yixiu in his life, combined with his own perception, it can be regarded as the extreme path that Yixiu pursues all his life.

Ordinary people create one image in their lifetime, but a few people, who are called the pride of heaven, can create two or three images.

But compared to Ling Feng, it is like pediatrics, you must know that every time you practice an image, it takes a huge amount of energy and time, but the benefits of the image are also very terrifying.

After each image is refined, the comprehension of the supreme truth of heaven and earth will be strengthened, and the purity of spiritual power will also be higher.

Ling Feng has eighteen kinds of imagery, which means that his refining of spiritual power has reached a very terrifying level, which is also the secret that he can face two Spirit Sect Nine Transformation powerhouses with the strength of the Spirit Sect's three turns.

This is no longer something that the pride of the sky can describe, this is simply a demon!

However, although Huangfu Jianyun saw Ling Feng's true strength, he didn't make a sound to remind the mysterious man, after all, this guy wanted to kill him just now, and now it was a good opportunity for him to reap the consequences.

"It's not bad to let this guy die at the hands of his junior brother." Huangfu Jianyun thought so.

But the mysterious man didn't know, and only listened to him: "Your image is simply embarrassing, let me win the same level of combat skills, let you know how weak and ignorant you are, feel the power of the gods!" ”

He suddenly opened his arms, and his spiritual power was agitated, spreading towards the heavens and the earth, and his spiritual power was like thick ink dripping into clear water, spreading rapidly.

"Heaven and earth turn ten thousand laws, respect me as a god!"

In an instant, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly underwent some strange transformation, or it was like responding to his call, surging wildly towards the mysterious man's body, like a slave worshipping the gods.

This is exactly the same spiritual cultivation technique as Yi Xiu Yi Xiu, a kind of power that communicates heaven and earth, and can be used in a short period of time, without sealing, ignoring the consumption of spiritual power, and the ultimate state of performing spiritual magic at will.

The mysterious man who opened the state of the gods was full of radiant light, and there was a mark of a colorful lotus flower on his forehead, but this mark was constantly dissipating.

"It's actually the god state of the highest-level seven-colored lotus, this old dog is still hiding this hand, junior brother, you have to be careful."

Huangfu Jianyun saw the seven-colored lotus mark on the mysterious person's forehead, and reminded him loudly.

Ling Feng listened to Huangfu Jianyun's reminder and didn't react, just paused slightly.

There are seven mystical states, ranging from low to high, related to the lotus imprint on the forehead, and the highest is the seven-colored lotus god state.

After casting the god state, the mysterious man's combat power exploded, and now in his eyes, Ling Feng was really as weak as an ant.

"Hehe, slash me? What wilt thou sword me, with thy weak and ridiculous imagery? The mystery man mocked as much as he could, and he was even ashamed of his fear.

"Under the power of the gods, tremble, prostrate, and die!"

The mysterious man stretched out his right palm and slapped it towards Ling Feng, and the spiritual power above Ling Feng suddenly converged, turning into a thick frost, and the frost continued to converge, turning into a hundred-meter giant palm, and suddenly pressed towards Ling Feng.

Before the giant palm body arrived, the temperature around Ling Feng's body suddenly plummeted, and in an instant, it had reached the freezing point, and even the water vapor in the air was frozen into snowflakes in an instant, but the sudden drop in temperature did not stop, -10 °C, -50 °C......

Before the Frost Giant Palm fell, the surrounding temperature had dropped to more than 100 degrees below zero.

In heaven and earth, everything seems to be frozen by the ice giant palm. The mysterious man couldn't wait to even smile darkly.

Ling Feng didn't have a trace of fear, he stood quietly, like a deep pavilion and a pond.

He simply stretched out his spear and pointed it at one of the silver spears, like a general on the battlefield.