Shocked by that energy vortex, Xiao Yao Changsheng only felt a sweetness in his throat, and above the corner of his mouth, a wisp of blood seeped out.

Xiaoyao Changsheng didn't have time to feel the pain brought by the injury, the afterglow of the eye waves, squinted at the figure that the wind did not fly like a meteor, the golden finger moved towards the void at an extremely fast speed, and countless Sanqing Qi once again formed a cyan lotus flower in the sky to envelop his figure.

In the face of the wind, the only thing that the free immortal can rely on is the spirit of the gods and demons, and in the situation of disparity in strength, only by changing the space and order and aura, can the wind not bombard, the difference is a thousand miles.

Shocked by that force, he flew out for a distance, and the figure of the free immortal had just made a move, and in his immediate vicinity, there was already a ghostly and hideous face that looked terrifying.

For many years, it was the first time that Feng Bu had been subjected to others, and if it hadn't been for Feng Luoyan and replaced by someone else, I'm afraid that Feng Bu would have already used a one-hit killing method to deal with Xiaoyao Changsheng.

At the moment, although Xiaoyao Changsheng suffered a blow from Fengbu, he was only slightly traumatized, and he did not lose his combat effectiveness at all.

In this way, the patience of the wind is a great test, on the one hand, the great cause of the Hongmeng tribe, on the other hand, the life of the baby son, which is more important, and it is difficult for him to make a choice in a short period of time.

Feng Bu's plan, that is, in the case of saving Feng Luoyan's life, he can subdue the free immortal, as long as he rescues his son, then next, whether it is the day clan or the night heaven clan, will stay in the tomb of the ancestor forever.

"Little guy, you have to hold on, I hope you can create a miracle again!" Looking at the wind that was getting closer and closer to the free immortal, the old emperor worm who was not skilled could only send out a prayer from his heart, hoping that the free immortal could make a sky-shaking seal.

"Little bastard, it's time for it to end!"

There was a loud laugh in his heart, and the palm of the wind was shrouded like a curtain covering the sky.

That piece of heaven and earth was completely blocked by the force of the wind, and everything seemed to be unable to fly out of the palm of his hand anymore, and was gradually bound by him and the power.

In the distance, those who were in the upper and lower positions of the decisive battle, Huo Ran turned his head and looked at the space where the free immortal was located with different expressions.

In their sight, Feng Bu's palm slowly closed, and circles of energy ripples surged out from between his energy fingers, as long as Feng didn't squeeze it hard, the carefree immortal inside was destined to be either dead or injured.

Buzz Buzz......

The thunderous energy wave pressed Xiaoyao Changsheng's robe to pieces, and the fingers like a mountain rapidly enlarged in Xiaoyao Changsheng's pupils, and a piece of molten iron poured a general energy net towards Xiaoyao Changsheng.

The Immortal Immortal who was trapped in it could no longer change the huge spatial aura, and the space cage formed by the wind was simply beyond the effective range of the influence of the Three Purities Qi of the Immortal Immortal.

As long as Xiaoyao Changsheng is trapped in a heaven and earth, no matter how Xiaoyao Changsheng exerts the Three Clear Qi, he is just a bird in a cage, and no matter how he flutters, he can't fly out of the cage.

At this time, Xiaoyao Changsheng no longer has the momentum of bombardment and dodging, and in the thunder he is about to face, Xiaoyao Changsheng can only sigh, a little gold, and has no choice but to sacrifice the energy clone.

"Is it really going to be left in the tomb of the ancestors?"

When the palm of the wind did not fall, the faces of Hua Xianwu and Cang Xue'er flashed in the heart of the free immortal.

For the former, Xiaoyao Changsheng is an unforgettable feeling, along the way, although there is less gathering and more separation, but bit by bit, it makes Xiaoyao Changsheng have more grace and affection than getting along day and night.

For the latter, Xiaoyao Changsheng still owes her a promise, that is, to help her find the whereabouts of the Emperor of the Firmament, but unfortunately, that girl doesn't know where to go.

As for the Ancient Emperor in the Colorful Plate, Xiaoyao Changsheng did not summon him, because he knew that the Ancient Emperor would not be the opponent of the wind, with the help of the name of the Ancient Emperor in the primeval era, for the red-eyed Feng Bu, he could not scare the wind at all.

"Hey......

Just when all thoughts of immortality were lost, a light laugh suddenly sounded in his soul sea.

The familiar voice suddenly rejuvenated the desperate heart of Xiao Yao Changsheng, and the voice was none other than the ancient emperor who had restored his force in the colorful disc.

In the voice of the Ancient Emperor, a light suddenly shone out, and the energy cage that was not shrouded by the wind suddenly slowed down, and then at the edge of the energy finger, there was a spiral of energy surging out.

"Xiaoyaolang, although I can't resist that quasi-emperor head-on, I can lend you strength. ”

After stopping the speed of the wind and the energy of the palm descending, the voice of the Ancient Emperor appeared again in the sea of immortal souls.

Suddenly realized, Xiao Yao Changsheng grinned, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and there were strange colors in the dark eyes.

"Xiaoyaolang, go die!"

In the distance, under the gaze of countless people, with a loud roar, Feng Bu's energy palm, which carried the power of thunder, suddenly accelerated, and smashed into the head of Xiao Yao Changsheng.

"Beware of ......"

Bai Feifei in the distance shouted at Xiao Yao Changsheng, and in his negligence, he was swept by the edge of Emperor Yun's palm, and a blood stain was suddenly left on the broken robe.

"Hey, could it be that the last hope that God brought to the White Clan and the Night Heaven Clan will also be stifled by the wind, it seems that the day is really going to die the Day Clan and the Night Sky Clan!"

Hearing Bai Feifei's exclamation, and seeing the energy mudra that fell towards the immortal life, Bai Guangming, Bai Zhengtang, and Yedonglou, they couldn't help but sigh in despair, and their hearts suddenly became like ashes.

Only the old emperor worm squinted a pair of eyes sensing the energy fluctuations in the location of Xiaoyao Immortal, as if the life and death of Xiaoyao Immortal were not placed in his heart.

"This scourge has finally been cut off!"

All the people of the Seven Great Tribes breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, as long as they were free to live and die, the people of the Day Clan and the Night Heaven Clan would also follow in the footsteps of the Freedom and Immortal Life.

It's a pity that just when the people of the seven major tribes had not completely relaxed, a point of light suddenly appeared in the place where the gradually submerged immortal figure of the free immortal appeared.

Between the flickering points of light, a majestic tsunami-like vortex of energy surged out, and the large handprint of energy shrouded by the wind suddenly solidified, and then exploded in the eyes that suddenly changed color.

Thundered......

"Ah......h

An explosion was followed by countless screams.

In everyone's somewhat incredulous gaze, although the destructive power formed by the explosion of the Sanqing Yuan Ball did not appear, but seeing the energy mudra that instantly turned into nothingness, they couldn't come back to their senses as if they were lost.

As Emperor Venerables, they clearly knew how terrifying Feng Bu's strength was, and it could be said unceremoniously that even the most powerful Thunder Emperor among them would at most have a tie with Feng Bu's energy phantom.

And now, I don't know what secret method Xiao Yao Changsheng used to summon what fighting skills, just with a single hand, he destroyed the energy mudra of Feng Bu, and the power contained in it actually reached the point where it was on par with Feng Bu.

"No, why has the strength of this little bastard increased by leaps and bounds?" Feng Fei, who was hanging above the void, looked at the energy fragments that shattered like glass in amazement, and the scene in front of him seemed to be a little unreal.

"Hey...... Little God of Wealth, I knew that you belonged to a cat, and you wouldn't fall so easily. The old emperor worm let out a strange laugh like a bell, and began to go crazy again.

After a dozen breaths, the people of the seven tribes came back to their senses, you look at me, I look at you, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

The people of the Day Clan and the Night Sky Clan all had a surprise color in their eyes, and this outsider had finally used the most powerful trump card.

"How can this be? That guy's strength, how can he go beyond the ranks?"

The Thunder Emperor stared at the Immortal Immortal, whose figure gradually became clearer, unable to understand the source of the Immortal's power and the mystery of the law of power.

As the Emperor Venerable, he knows that fighting beyond the level is already a superpower, who knows that this Xiaoyao Lang can actually fight beyond the level, such a realm improvement, is it a practice from the outside world?

Like the Thunder Emperor, those would-be emperors couldn't see the mystery and couldn't guess the result, so they could only smile bitterly and shake their heads, the hospitality on their faces was numb, this young visitor brought them an unparalleled shock, like a heavy **, completely destroying the cognition in their hearts.

Those who were in the lower positions looked at the scene in front of them almost stupidly, the energy mudra that even the quasi-emperor could not resist was broken by the carefree immortal who only had the entry strength of the quasi-emperor, and the god-like status of the wind in their minds collapsed instantly.

Above the entire void, all the figures seemed to be frozen, and fell into an endless void of consciousness.

Seeing that the Immortal Immortal appeared from the energy turbulence, the wind did not flicker in his eyes, and the power of the original soul constantly scanned the Immortal Immortal and the space around him, hoping to discover something.

The strength shown by the free immortal has exceeded common sense, and the extremes of things must be reversed, and there must be hidden secrets in this.