"Trapped? The vitality of the junior brother is so strong, how can this prison condensed by 'sand crystal' trap trap you? ”

Seeing Ling Feng saying with a solemn look on his face that the two of them were trapped, Du Yue'er smiled lightly and said to Ling Feng casually.

Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled noncommittally and stopped talking.

He had long sensed that there was a powerful mysterious power in Du Yue'er's body, and he wanted the other party to show it, but after listening to this woman's reply, Ling Feng understood that this woman also saw that she was extraordinary.

For a while, neither of them broke the city gate array, and they seemed to be testing each other's bottom line.

However, after a moment of stalemate, Du Yue'er's fierce gaze gradually eased, and she looked at Ling Feng in a friendly manner.

"Forget it. For the sake of helping me just now, this time, it will be up to me to break this sand crystal prison, but after we get out, the two of us will part ways and return to King Kong Gate, and you don't need to go to Cheng Jinfeng to find me, because the two of us have already leveled up. Du Yue'er said.

Then, with a movement of her hands, a white-gold sword qi erupted from her fingertips, and this sword qi was surging and tumbling, constantly contracting and expanding, like breathing, showing its vitality.

"What kind of sword qi is this? Although there is platinum true qi mixed in with it, it is not pure platinum sword qi, and there seems to be some kind of mysterious spiritual creature hidden in it......"

Ling Feng looked at the sword qi released by Du Yue'er, and under the induction of the dragon breath gong, he couldn't help but move in his heart.

He sensed that the core of the other party's sword qi was not the spiritual objects condensed by cultivating the Vajra Gate Exercises, but a rare thing that was so mysterious that he couldn't guess it.

That rare spiritual creature is the core of Du Yue'er's sword qi, the source of her true strength.

When Ling Feng's heart was shocked, his eyes stared at the sword qi released by Du Yue'er without blinking, above the city gate dozens of zhang high, a white light suddenly flashed, and it seemed that a space opened out of thin air, and Lan Wenshan and Long Rui, one after the other, flew out of it.

As soon as the two of them appeared, they fell straight down from the city gate and rushed towards the city gate array that trapped Ling Feng and Du Yue'er.

"Young City Lord, the loose cultivator you want to arrest is in the city gate array!"

Seeing Lan Wenshan and Long Rui descending from the sky and flying directly towards the city gate array, the captain of the guards who had opened the realm immediately shouted, as if he was asking for merit from the other party.

However, Lan Wenshan ignored this person at all, flew to the front of the city gate array, and suspended there, his eyes glancing coldly inside.

Long Rui was also the same as Lan Wenshan, he stopped in front of the city gate array with a sinister face, his old face sank, and he looked at Ling Feng inside.

"This woman with a silk scarf is not Chi Mengling......"

Lan Wenshan's face changed.

Before, when he was in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Lan Wenshan saw that in addition to the poor cultivator who was trapped by the city gate array, there was also a woman with a silk scarf on her face, and he thought that the woman was Chi Mengling.

But at this time, when he looked closer, Lan Wenshan realized that the woman with a silk scarf on her face was not Chi Mengling, but a strange woman.

But this strange woman with a silk scarf on her face, the half of her delicate face she revealed, also made Lan Wenshan's eyes light up, and the *** in her body was about to move.

"No matter who this woman is, from now on, she's mine, hahaha."

Lan Wenshan thought ecstatically in his heart, and then his eyes turned and he glared at Ling Feng with an extremely gloomy face: "Poor boy, aren't you crazy?" How are you not crazy now? Hahahaha! What about Ji Mengling? Call her out, and maybe I'll consider sparing you a little life! ”

"Ling Hao! Since you made the old man lose face in the Treasure Pavilion, and provoked the young city lord for no reason, if you want to live, hand over the 300 million spirit pills on your body, and the old man promises that the young city lord will not kill you! ”

Long Rui glanced at Lan Wenshan, looked at Ling Feng with a greedy look on his face and said.

During the time that he was waiting for the city gate array to start in the city lord's mansion, Long Rui had already told Lan Wenshan that there were 300 million spirit pills on his body, and after catching this person, he could first deceive the spirit pill over, and then clean up the other party happily.

"So you know them? Then I don't have to meddle with things. ”

After Du Yue'er saw Lan Wenshan and Long Rui flying down, she took back the condensed white-gold sword qi, and when she heard what the two of them said to Ling Feng, a pair of eyes actually showed a look of watching a good show, and after saying a word to Ling Feng casually, she stood in the city gate array with her arms crossed and her chest, motionless.

Hearing what Du Yue'er said, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, secretly thinking that this woman was really an iron rooster, and she couldn't pull out a hair.

Then he looked directly at Lan Wenshan and Long Rui, smiled slightly, and said coldly: "Fart!" ”

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Lan Wenshan and Long Rui were instantly stunned, and the two of them had a smug look just now, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The two of them could never have imagined that an Enlightenment Realm monk who was trapped by the City Gate Array would dare to be so rampant, and he would simply die without knowing it.

"Bastard. Are you crazy? I didn't have time to clean you up in the Treasure Pavilion just now, but now, the old man wants to take advantage of the money and hit your arrogance hard, so that you can understand that challenging the prestige of the Dragon Gate Monk is the stupidest thing you have ever done in your life! ”

Long Rui glanced at Lan Wenshan and shouted at Ling Feng in the city gate formation, as if he wanted to let the other party open the formation and go in directly to teach Ling Feng a lesson.

"Master Long, how dare he do it for a small role like an enlightened realm?"

Lan Wenshan shook his head at Long Rui, his face was cold, his palm shook slightly, and in his palm, a sky blue token instantly appeared.

With a flick of his fingertips on the sky blue token, the city gate array that trapped Ling Feng and Du Yue'er was trapped, and suddenly with a bang, a portal several zhang in size opened.

As soon as the portal opened, Lan Wenshan rushed in, and then flicked the token with his hand again, and the portal that was several zhang in size closed again.

Ling Feng remembered clearly, Lan Wenshan was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Enlightenment Realm, and at this time, the other party actually rushed into the city gate array without any scruples, and he immediately thought that something strange must have happened to this person.

Sure enough, without Ling Feng deliberately sensing it, as soon as he entered the city gate array, Lan Wenshan looked up to the sky and smiled, and the moonlight yin qi surged all over his body, bursting out with the powerful aura fluctuations of the Condensing Realm cultivators.

As soon as he raised his hand, several spheres appeared in his palm, these spheres were all origin spiritual objects controlled by the monk from heaven and earth after breaking through the condensing realm, including the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, as well as thunder and lightning, ice spirits, and so on.

In short, some of the basic spiritual objects that exist between heaven and earth have been controlled by him, even if he does not practice the corresponding exercises, he can still use those spiritual objects to burst out with extremely lethal attacks.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Condensing Realm, which is far stronger than the other four Refining Realms.

"This beauty, I'm really embarrassed to have locked you up in the formation by mistake, don't worry, when I solve this unstoppable poor cultivator, I will let you out immediately. I am the young city lord of the Blue Moon Ancient City, and I am famous in the city, and I will never break my word. ”

Lan Wenshan held several spiritual spheres in his palm, glanced at Du Yue'er tentatively, and saw that the other party did not mean to help the scattered cultivator, and his heart was immediately relieved.

After entering the city gate array, Lan Wenshan also sensed it, the woman with a silk scarf on her face, like Chi Mengling, the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, was a cultivator of the Condensing Realm, if the other party helped the poor cultivator because he was trapped, then he would definitely not be able to take any advantage.

Seeing that the woman was unmoved, Lan Wenshan even thought that the heavens really cared for him too much, the same woman with a silk scarf on her face, the same contemplation realm cultivation, and the same excellent posture, compared to that Chi Mengling, it was not bad at all.

He instantly became proud, almost looking at Ling Feng with contempt, and sneered: "Boy, God bless me Lan Wenshan, the beauty is here, how can I not teach you a good lesson?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lan Wenshan's face suddenly showed a fierce expression, and with a flick of his big hand, seven or eight spiritual object spheres flowing with different colors suddenly rushed towards Ling Feng.

When those spiritual spheres flew, there seemed to be electric flashes inside, as if boiling bubbles, one by one came out of it, forming all kinds of colored smoke, exuding the smell of various heaven and earth origins.

This kind of attack of the pure spirit object sphere is the best way for the newly promoted Condensing Realm cultivator to show his strength, and the power that bursts out of many different spiritual objects brewed by thunder and lightning can deter the vast majority of monks under the Condensing Realm.

However, when Ling Feng was still in the middle of the Enlightenment Realm, even the first cultivator of the Forging Spirit Realm could suppress it, at this time, he had already achieved the Enlightenment Realm, and his strength had improved a lot compared to before, so naturally he would not care about this kind of pure spirit attack released by the other party.

Facing several spiritual object spheres rushing straight forward, Ling Feng's mind could see that those spirit object spheres had undergone drastic changes under the lightning quenching, the spiritual soil had become transparent crystals, like steel stone, spiritual water had become countless sharp Xiaoice crystals, and the spiritual wood had evolved into many hideous little creatures, the size of ants, like small tree demons.

If these things entered the body of an ordinary Enlightenment Realm cultivator, their meridians would immediately be confused, and all the vitality in their bodies would also be sucked clean by those little tree demons derived from wood spirits.

But when he encountered Ling Feng, the attacks that erupted from these spirit orbs were not worth mentioning.

"Broken!"

He let out a low cry and punched out.

The power of the ninety-nine eighty-one fire Jiao circulated in his body, making Ling Feng's every punch cut off the river and shaking the giant mountain, and with this punch, a flame lava-like crimson aura condensed violently, erupting with a daytime firelight, directly impacting the spiritual orbs that Lan Wen Mountain had hit.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately, a loud bang was heard, and all the spirit orbs turned into powder under Ling Feng's punch, and disappeared without a trace in the city gate array.

"Huh?"

And seeing this scene, Lan Wenshan, who had just proudly released the spiritual sphere, was suddenly dumbfounded, feeling that he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world, his eyes were wide open, and horror appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at the ordinary-looking poor cultivator.

His face twitched unobediently.

(End of chapter)