Chapter 1544: True Immortality
Although he was knocked away in public, Ling Feng's act of shaking the two Creation Quadruple Heavenly Venerables without dying with the cultivation that had just broken through the Creation was too shocking, subverting everyone's concepts and logic, and forcing countless strong people who were caught in the battle to turn back frequently.
At this moment, even the half-step immortal antiques of the fallen Dharma King, Blood Thousand Killings, Jin Ao, Yixin, and Yinian have set off monstrous waves in their hearts.
They have lived for thousands of years, and they have never seen such a perversion.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of shocked, shocked, and unbelievable eyes, Ling Feng, who smashed on the edge of the square, got up with embarrassment and difficulty, and an indescribable horror appeared on his face.
At present, the two powerhouses of Ziqi Palace besieging him have sparse and ordinary qualifications, and according to Ling Feng's potential, using the Hongmeng Triple Change, the most disadvantaged can be evenly matched, right?
If it weren't for the fact that his physical body was already strong, and the Taiyin Cold Moon Armor resisted most of the strength, he would have already become a cold corpse at this moment.
Of course, even with the resistance of the Taiyin Cold Moon Armor, this blow also caused him to suffer an indescribable heavy blow.
At this moment, there was a tingling pain in his spine, and even if it was not broken, it was probably full of cracks.
As his thoughts flowed, Ling Feng understood a little.
In fact, his qualifications have not changed, and he loses in the world of Creation Realm.
The two of them are the powerhouses of the Creation Quadruple Heavens, and although the world in their bodies has not been awakened, it is far more majestic than Ling Feng, and the Hongmeng Triple Transformation has increased the strength of Ling Feng's three small realms, but it has not made Ling Feng's world stronger.
Therefore, when he was in the creation realm, if the world had been at this lowest level, the amplification effect of the Hongmeng triple change on him would be extremely limited, even if he forcibly improved the three small realms, it was also the lowest level of existence in the same level.
"Even the principal and interest have been repaid today, let's fight again another day!"
The amplification effect of the Hongmeng Triple Change quickly passed, and Ling Feng planned to take advantage of this opportunity to escape quickly.
Otherwise, the longer it drags on, the less likely he is to escape.
Because of the current situation, the Blue Emperor Gate can't protect him.
"Evil obstacles, kill someone, where to run?"
The young palace master was tragically killed in front of everyone's eyes, if the two Purple Qi Palace's Creation, the Four Heavenly Venerables, couldn't take Ling Feng today, how could they go back to make a difference?
With a loud shout, the two of them turned into streamers, one left and one right, and continued to attack and kill Ling Feng.
"My guest of the Qingdi Gate, if you want to leave, none of you can stop you. ”
At this moment, Jin Ao, who was fighting fiercely with the Red Blood Protector of Ziqi Palace, freed up a hand and pointed towards Ling Feng.
A purple light and shadow fell to the ground, and in the midst of the surge, a puppet transformed by energy appeared out of thin air.
This puppet looks exactly like Jin Ao, and the reason why it is called a puppet is because of its wooden expression, and it does not have a little agility that it should have.
According to Ling Feng's judgment, it should be similar to the divine power of the clone outside the body.
However, what reassured Ling Feng was that the puppet's cultivation was indeed less than one-third of Jin Ao's, and it was roughly in the Creation Fifth Heaven Creation, but it was enough to resist the attack of the two Fourfold Heaven Creation Venerables of the Ziqi Palace and a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
Ling Feng didn't even look back, a few ups and downs, and then fled.
He realized that if he continued to stay, not only would the Qingdi Gate be affected, but he would also be unable to protect himself.
"Kill my beloved son, where to go?"
At this moment, an angry roar roared like a thunderbolt, forcing the sky to boil violently like boiling water, and in turn, an eternal and immortal aura enveloped the huge square.
Countless strong people who fell into the battle were suppressed by this suffocation, and those who had not reached the creation of cultivation could not help but tremble with their legs and knelt down.
It was like the people of the kingdom bowing down to their king, and it went out to the heart.
"It's the palace master of Ziqi Palace, Yang Gulin!"
"Ling Feng killed his son, even if he was hundreds of millions of miles away, he also sensed that at this moment, the wrath of heaven descended, and Ling Feng was completely finished. ”
The heads of countless powerhouses of the Blue Emperor Sect have fallen into a state of stagnation.
Elder Ruo Dang, headed by Jin Ao, one heart, and one thought, has even more mixed tastes in his heart.
Yang Gulin is a true immortal realm peerless earth venerable, a generation of Tianjiao in the hearts of countless people, who can bear his anger?
Even if there are immortal antiques in the Qingdi Gate, even if they are in the door, they will not offend people for the sake of a mere Ling Feng, right?
"Disciples, see the Sect Master, the Sect Master's divine power is immortal. ”
Countless disciples of the Ziqi Palace, whether they were standing on the ground or in the void, knelt down one after another and bowed down.
Hula –
At this moment, a monstrous giant hand thousands of feet long, with billowing black fog and a shocking sense of force, ran through countless galaxies, and rolled down towards the square of the Qingdi Gate.
"Ling Feng continued, crush it......"
At this moment, the neon phoenix shook its head, and a five-colored bright stone landed in Ling Feng's palm.
On the line of life and death, Ling Feng didn't care about anything else, and immediately crushed it.
The moment the colorful stone shattered, a golden divine light rose into the sky, turning into the image of a big man who looked like a bear tower.
This person has a vast sky above his head, thousands of feet on the earth, and is wearing a purple and gold armor, and the dragon on the armor is swimming, like a god's mansion that opens the world.
Although he knew that it was an immortal clone who was guarding him at the moment, Ling Feng was still excited.
This is a true Immortal Realm Venerable!
For his previous life, it was also an unattainable supreme existence!
"See the Lord!"
At the same time, countless disciples of the Blue Emperor Sect knelt down and worshiped the Heaven Opening Giant that had emerged from the multicolored stone.
Seeing this scene, Ling Feng realized that it was Nihuang's father who was guarding him, Ni Ni, the master of the Blue Emperor Gate.
"Yang Gulin, you have lived for thousands of years, you have many heirs, and if you die, you are picking out one to cultivate, why bother a junior?"
Ni Hou's eyes were wide open, holding a golden axe, the dragon and snake on the axe swam, Sanskrit was brilliant, and with his river-like thick arm moved slightly, the giant axe cut horizontally, and where it passed, a huge black space crack like an abyss immediately appeared.
Sneering –
The giant hand that swept over the sky with rolling black mist, under this shocking giant axe, melted and shattered little by little, and finally turned into nothingness, leaving no trace.
"Ling Feng, my father's real body is no longer here, he won't be able to resist for long, and you won't leave?"
Nihuang immediately screamed.
Life and death were at stake, Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and as soon as his feet moved, a few ups and downs disappeared under everyone's noses.
Seeing Ling Feng leave, Nihuang put down his hanging heart for the time being, put his hands together, and silently prayed for Ling Feng in his heart.
The next road, no matter how dangerous it is, can only rely on Ling Feng himself.