"I have mastered the power of the realm, but I am not a god-level powerhouse......

Qin Qiong's face climbed into disbelief, and with a shocked tone in his mouth, he squeezed out a few words with a little difficulty: "Heaven-level limit?"

Compared with god-level powerhouses, the heaven-level limit is undoubtedly more legendary.

Every heaven-level limit is a demonic genius who breaks the rules, and they have strength comparable to that of god-level powerhouses, but they have more potential than ordinary god-level powerhouses......

So far, although there are so many genius powerhouses in the Qingzhou Continent who are suspected of being at the limit of the heaven-level limit, none of them have been confirmed. It can be said that the Heaven-level limit, for mainland cultivators, almost only exists in legends.

And now, a true heaven-level limit appeared alive in front of Qin Qiong's eyes, no wonder he was so shocked.

"I didn't expect that I, Qin Qiong, would actually look away......" There was a touch of self-deprecation on the corner of Qin Qiong's lips, and his tone was also full of bitterness.

He finally understood why Lan Feng was so fearless, indeed, a heaven-level limit, it didn't seem that there was any need to be afraid of a six-star poison master, not to mention a six-star poison master, even if the entire poison sect poured out, Lan Feng probably didn't need to be too afraid.

After all, even if Lan Feng couldn't beat it, it would be a big deal to run away.

Although the Poison Sect is powerful, it relies on the poisons refined by the poison masters one by one, and their own strength is not necessarily very powerful, if Lan Feng wants to escape, the Poison Sect really can't help Lan Feng.

Unless......

Unless the legendary seven-star poison saint of the Poison Sect personally intervenes!

"Let's go, since the most precious thing on this water demon Jiao has been obtained by me, the follow-up troubles should naturally be solved by me. Glancing at Qin Qiong and several young students, Lan Feng said indifferently, "Ever since I entered the Barbarian Domain, I have often heard others talk about how domineering the people of the Poison Sect are. I want to see how domineering they can be!"

Between the words, Lan Feng didn't take the Poison Sect too seriously.

If it was the first-class forces in the continent such as the Thorn Valley and the Flowing Cloud Sect, Lan Feng might be a little afraid, but in the face of the Poison Sect that started with poison, Lan Feng's heart was full of confidence.

The last thing he fears is poison.

"Then trouble Mr. Lan Feng. Qin Qiong opened his mouth, and finally exhaled lightly, and raised his hand very solemnly, the original title of Lan Feng also changed from 'little brother' to 'Mr. Lan Feng', as for the title of 'little brother', he could no longer shout no matter what.

Waving his hand, Lan Feng urged, "Let's go quickly." ”

After a pause, he glanced at the lake: "By the way, don't forget to collect the blood of the Water Demon Jiao." ”

Qin Qiong nodded, of course he wouldn't forget to collect the blood of the Water Demon Jiao, because this was the purpose of their trip.

After a while, Qin Qiong put the body of the Water Demon Jiao into the space bracelet, and then took the four young students and left: "Mr. Lan Feng, let's go first, take care!"

"Have a nice trip. Lan Feng also raised his hand.

Just as Lan Feng's words fell, an old shout came from the air in the distance: "Go, none of the people present today want to leave alive!"

As this old voice fell, a white-haired old man scattered all over the surroundings flashed quickly.

Almost instantly, this person appeared in the sky above Lan Feng and the others, his face full of haze, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

"You killed my disciple?" The white-haired old man's face was gloomy, and his tone was very cold, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The aura of the white-haired old man was not strong, it was just an ordinary late-stage heaven-level powerhouse, which was much worse than Qin Qiong, but when he saw him, Qin Qiong and the four young students had a drastic change in their faces, and their eyes became solemn.

The Third Elder of the Poison Sect—Don't ask!

There is no doubt that Mo Qian's words have faintly revealed his identity.

"Let's go, this man can't help me. Ignoring Mo Wen's arrogant words, Lan Feng calmly said to Qin Qiong and the others.

It's just a late-stage heaven-level powerhouse, and without the threat of poison, it would be easy for Lan Feng to kill him.

Hearing this, Qin Qiong hesitated, then nodded and said, "Mr. Lan Feng, be careful. ”

After finishing speaking, Qin Qiong did not hesitate to take the four young students and walked in the direction of the outside of the Blood Moon Forest.

In mid-air, Mo Wen's face had completely darkened, as the third elder of the Poison Sect and the six-star Poison Sect Master, how could he have been ignored so much?

"Looking for death!" With a cold snort, Mo Wen's palms were spread out, and two emerald green bottles appeared in the palms of his palms, glancing at Qin Qiong and the others who had already walked out of a distance of dozens of zhang, and then gritted his teeth, ready to release the poison.

But before he could make a move, Lan Feng's cold voice came from his ears: "It's you who is looking for death!"

Immediately after, Mo Wen only felt a terrifying force, which instantly enveloped him, it was an extremely amazing suction, as if it was going to suck out the blood in his body, under this terrifying suction, his body moved uncontrollably in the direction of Lan Feng, and his internal organs were also displaced, although they did not collapse directly, but they were not much worse.

Feeling this slightly familiar aura and his body on the verge of collapse, Mo Wen's face couldn't help but change greatly: "Domain!"

Compared to Qin Qiong, Mo Wen was undoubtedly more familiar with the aura of the realm, and he also understood the horror of the realm better.

And the gravity field that Lan Feng exerted, even among the countless realms, was definitely one of the most terrifying realms.

The gravity that was ubiquitous and could change with Lan Feng's mind was unguardable, not to mention that Mo Wen was defenseless, even if he was given a day to prepare, he would not be able to resist at all.

"Stop, stop, I'm the third elder of the Poison Sect, you can't kill me!" After thinking that he understood Lan Feng's strength, Mo Wen suddenly said with some horror: "If you kill me, you will be hunted down by the Poison Sect!" Although Lan Feng's appearance is a little too young, it shouldn't be the youth that a god-level powerhouse should have, but the familiar realm aura clearly tells Mo Wen that all this is true, and the young man in front of him who is no more than thirty years old at most is really a god-level powerhouse.

Lan Feng's eyes were still cold, and he was not interested in listening to him more.

Feeling Lan Feng's cold gaze, Mo Wen suddenly had a bad feeling, he thought that he could dispel Lan Feng's thoughts by telling his identity, but the result seemed to be a little different from what he expected.

At the same time, he also regretted it extremely in his heart, and before he could understand Lan Feng's strength, he tore his face, which was obviously an extremely irrational behavior.

"No, we can't sit still. "Mo Wen is never willing to die like this, he still has many wishes that have not yet been fulfilled, and the biggest one is to become a seven-star poison saint, which is his pursuit in this life.

Not long ago, he finally came into contact with a little secret about the promotion of the seven-star poison saint and saw a glimmer of hope......

So, he can't die!

Mo Wen gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain from his body as if he was being eaten by countless ants, and used the Yuan Force in his body to divide into two streams, one surging towards the palm of his hand, and the other surging towards his throat.

"Brother Luo, save me!" Suddenly, an anxious and loud voice came out of Mo Wen's throat, and after the blessing of his Yuan Force, the voice was not only louder and more penetrating, but also seemed to be much faster than the ordinary speed of sound, almost instantaneous, it had been transmitted to a very distant place, even dozens of kilometers away, it could be heard clearly.

Hearing this voice, Lan Feng frowned, and immediately raised the gravity to the limit.

Gravity Field – Extreme Suction!

Originally, he wanted to keep Mo Wen alive for the time being, and then find a way to get a little information from the inside of the Poison Sect from this guy's mouth, but Mo Wen's actions made Lan Feng dispel this idea.

"Bang!"

After Lan Feng suddenly applied the ultimate suction, Mo Wen's eyes opened suddenly, and the palm that was about to wave froze in mid-air, and then his entire body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and followed in the footsteps of his disciple. This six-star poison grandmaster, who was feared by countless people, couldn't even hold on to half a breath in the strongest gravity state......

In mid-air, the two emerald green bottles, as well as the space bracelet, were not damaged in the slightest under Lan Feng's deliberate avoidance.

"More than ten bottles of sixth-grade poison and more than twenty bottles of fifth-grade poison, although it is still a lot worse than Gerais's collection for many years, but the harvest is not bad, it's just ...... It's a pity. After carefully examining the loot, Lan Feng showed a smile on his face, but at the end of the words, he shook his head with some regret.

He had wanted to get some useful information out of Mo Wen's mouth, but the plan often couldn't catch up with the changes, so he had to dispel his original thoughts.

Since he didn't know who Brother Luo was in Mo Wen's mouth, what kind of strength he had, and whether he had other companions, Lan Feng did not stop near the lake after collecting the loot, but left the battlefield at a very fast speed.

In the case of not being sure enough, Lan Feng will not fight hard with Mo Wen's helper......

After all, Mo Wen asked that person for help when he felt his strength slightly, which undoubtedly proved that that person's strength had definitely reached the god level, as for whether it was the early stage of the god level or the middle stage of the god level, Lan Feng couldn't guess the result for the time being, but if it was not necessary, Lan Feng would not gamble.

Just a moment after Lan Feng left, several wind-breaking sounds sounded near the lake.

I saw three figures exuding a powerful aura, suspended above the lake, looking around with gloomy faces.

At the head was a young man who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he said with a gloomy face: "We're late!"

"Young master, don't ask that guy, I'm afraid he has already suffered misfortune. ”

An old man with silver hair looked around and analyzed solemnly: "Being able to kill Mo Wen in such a quick time, this person's strength is obviously not simple, and it is likely that he has reached the god level. ”

Because, only a god-level powerhouse can kill Mo Wen so easily, and he is not threatened by the poison refined by Mo Wen.

A graceful and luxurious woman standing beside the young man also frowned slightly: "Don't ask if it's the third elder of the Poison Sect, isn't the other party afraid of offending the entire Poison Sect if he does this?"