Ling Zheng quietly stared at Du Fei, who was holding a ghost bead not far away, surrounded by demonic energy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was expressionless.

After Du Fei recognized Ling Zheng's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, and the laughter was quite harsh.

"Haha, who should I be, it turns out to be you piece of waste. ”

In the face of Du Fei's ridicule, Ling Zheng smiled indifferently and said, "What a coincidence." ”

"Qiao?" Du Fei smiled cruelly: "You saw everything just now?"

Ling Zheng glanced at Yu Cong's corpse and said, "If I tell you the identity of this Red Pink Palace Demon Dao cultivator, what do you think your final result will be?"

Du Fei laughed even more presumptuously: "Haha, you are really naïve, you don't know that you are dying." You think I'm going to give you this chance?"

"All I have to do is shout and someone should hear me. ”

Ling Zheng smiled and secretly communicated with the talisman in the storage ring.

"Haha, it seems that you don't know much about this incinerator gate. Du Fei said: "This valley is specially set up in the sect for life and death battles between disciples, and there are formation prohibitions carved from the burning fire crypt around it, even if I overturn this valley now, the outside world will not hear any sound." ”

"You're going to be yelling later, but I think it's going to be screaming. The ghost bead purple light in Du Fei's hand is sheng: "I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, and I will solve you by the way today!"

Is there a ban around this valley?

Ling Zheng listened to Du Fei's words, and the last bit of worry in his heart disappeared.

This Du Fei is a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm, and he can just use this battle to measure his combat strength.

Ling Zheng waved his right hand continuously, and one after another first-order talismans were shot out like cannons. In an instant, all kinds of light flickered, and more than twenty first-order spells such as icicles, fire knives, yin wind, thunder and lightning submerged Du Fei's figure.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the purple light released by the Demon Bead rose into the air, shattering all the first-order spells that Ling Zheng had played.

Du Fei's face became a little gloomy, he, like Liu Kun who was killed by Ling Zheng, didn't expect Ling Zheng to have so many talismans!

"If you think that these first-order talismans alone can break through the defense of the Phantom Demon Bead, then I advise you to die this heart as soon as possible!" Du Fei said with some smugness: "You should also know that my Phantom Demon Bead is already comparable to a first-grade mid-level spirit weapon, and as far as you, a third-order waste of the Spirit Condensation Realm, you can't imagine its strength in this life!"

"The first-order talisman is not good, but what about the second-order one?"

Ling Zheng's body retreated violently, and he directly took out a second-order flame explosion talisman that he had just successfully made not long ago from the storage ring.

"Hurry!"

The second-order flame explosion bullet talisman engraved with the red spell spirit pattern was thrown out by Ling Zheng, and it instantly turned into a huge dark red fireball with a diameter of nearly half a zhang. The dark red fireball released a powerful sense of oppression, and smashed straight into Du Fei's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Second-Order Spells?!"

Du Fei was startled when he saw this, and the fluctuations of the demonic qi around his body became a little disordered.

Although the second-order spell was only one level higher than the first-order spell, it was at least dozens of times more powerful. Du Fei felt the sense of oppression released from the dark red fireball, and had no doubt that if he chose to shake it hard, he would be blown into a puddle of minced flesh by this fireball.

You must know that second-order spells are only qualified to be used by cultivators of the Foundation Building Realm, and their power is not at all comparable to the cultivators of the Foundation Building Realm, even if they are cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensing Realm, they will still be blown up alive!

Where did this waste get this second-order spell talisman?

But at the moment of crisis, Du Fei didn't think much about it, and hurriedly urged the ghost bead in his hand to hit the dark red fireball that was flying towards him.

Although the sacrificial technique of the magic weapon is very evil, it is undeniable that because the magic weapon is generally fed with essence blood, it is connected to the master's blood, but it is very easy to control. Therefore, Du Fei could easily use this ghost bead to attack and defend.

The purple light burst out, drawing a brilliant path of light in the night, and hit straight at the dark red fireball that Ling Zheng shot out with the talisman.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, purple light, black demonic energy, and dark red flames exploded, blasting a large crater nearly two feet in diameter in the middle of the valley.

In order to avoid being affected by the explosion, Ling Zheng had already used the spell blessing effect of the Wind Walking Technique to fly into the air. After the smoke and dust dissipated, he found that Du Fei was standing below looking at him viciously, and the purple light of the ghost bead in his hand dimmed a lot.

The power of the second-order spell was really extraordinary, Ling Zheng said secretly in his heart.

But so far, he has succeeded in making such a second-order flame bomb talisman, although there is still one in the storage ring, but it is for research, and it can't be just wasted.

"I didn't expect that I was really right that day, you really hid your cultivation. ”

Du Fei looked at Ling Zheng and said viciously. Although he didn't know that Ling Zheng was using a talisman, seeing him floating in mid-air effortlessly, he guessed that his cultivation was at least the fifth order of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

"Why, you should only have one talisman for this second-order spell. Seeing that Ling Zheng was no longer attacking, Du Fei quickly infused the spiritual power in his body towards the Phantom Demon Bead and sneered, "Next, it's time for me to do it!"

"Buzz!"

The purple light released by the Demon Bead became strong again, and the light condensed into a deep pillar of light, shooting straight towards Ling Zheng in the sky.

"I'm not the only one who can handle this second-order spell rune. ”

Ling Zheng smiled, and with a thought, he summoned the second-grade spirit weapon Dancing Wind Sword in the dantian that was constantly absorbing his own attributeless spiritual power.

After the Dancing Wind Sword was mastered by Ling Zheng, it seemed to become extremely excited, and the whole body was full of blue light. In an instant, the wind attribute spiritual power was violently agitated, causing the surrounding wind to blow violently, blowing the earth, rocks and sawdust on the ground in a flurry.

The Dancing Wind Sword trembled slightly, and in an instant, Ling Zheng's body was covered by a layer of cyan light.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Du Fei's purple pillar of light shot out with the Demon Bead slammed into the cyan light mask that looked extremely fragile, like fireworks, and exploded into a sky full of purple light.

But after Du Fei saw that his attack did not work, not only did he not curse on his face, but there was a kind of ecstasy.

He stared at the Dancing Wind Sword in Ling Zheng's hand, as if staring at a great treasure.

"Haha, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it! In order to find this dancing wind sword, the Red Pink Palace almost turned this area upside down, but I didn't expect it to be in the hands of you waste!"

Du Fei laughed, pointed at Ling Zheng in mid-air and said, "It turns out that you are the one who killed the Fengyue Fairy Furnace Ding, Ling Zheng, you are dead!"

As long as he, Du Fei, can pass the news to the Pink Palace, he doesn't know if Ling Zheng will die or not, but he knows that he will definitely be credited by the Pink Palace because of this matter! With the generosity of the Wind Moon Witch, he will definitely ascend to the sky in one step!

"You may not have recognized the shape clearly. Ling Zheng said quietly, "Do you think I'll let you succeed in bringing this news out?"

"It's up to you, hehe, although the second-grade spirit weapon is powerful, it also depends on who controls it. Du Fei didn't seem to be afraid at all, reached out and bit his finger, drawing a complex pattern on the ghost bead.

"Today, you will die!" Du Fei's face turned pale for a moment, but his gaze was very hideous.

The Demon Orb trembled violently, and five phantoms of wailing sounded out of it, and their voices were full of resentment and pain, making people's scalps explode when they heard it.

Ling Zheng vaguely recognized the faces of the five phantoms, except for Yu Cong, who had just died, the other four were all elite disciples of the Burning Fire Sect who had more or less seen one or two sides before, and often mocked and bullied Ling Zheng.

A powerful aura was released, causing the Wind Dancing Sword in Ling Zheng's hand to tremble faintly. Ling Zheng knew that this Du Fei had made a desperate bet and planned to end the battle with this move.

But with the Dancing Wind Sword, Ling Zheng was not afraid at all in his heart, his physical body was stronger than some Foundation Building Realm cultivators, and with the pill in his body, he was confident that he would never die.

He didn't want to let Du Fei hit this blow so smoothly, and wanted to interfere. But he knew very well that the first-order spell rune had no effect on the Phantom Demon Bead at all, and the wind blade released by the Dancing Wind Sword, although it was instantaneous, was only a little stronger than the first-order spell, which was not enough.

Suddenly, Ling Zheng's eyes flashed, and he fixed the Dancing Wind Sword in front of him with an exorcism technique, and his hands began to form complex handprints.

As the speed of Ling Zheng's handprint gradually accelerated, an extremely strange aura was released. Under the influence of that aura, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly froze, except for the fact that there was still a light wind dancing around the Dancing Wind Sword that had been recognized by Ling Zheng's blood, the power of other attributes seemed to fall silent in an instant.

What's going on?

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, he himself was the physique of a water-attribute spiritual vein, but at this moment, he felt that the blue spiritual power magic ball in his dantian was extremely restless, and moreover, he couldn't sense the water-attribute spiritual power around him!

Soon, the thirty-six handprints were easily completed by Ling Zheng, and his hands became bright and shining with crystal light.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds in the sky were stirring wildly, and there was a flash of thunder, Du Fei stood on the ground and looked at Ling Zheng, and also saw the thunder flashing in the sky behind him, and for a while he seemed to forget to think.

"You may be the first cultivator to see an attributeless spell in thousands of years. Ling Zheng said lightly: "Take me a move!"

His sealed hands pushed towards Du Fei violently, and a dazzling, palm-sized handprint phantom flew straight out and attacked Du Fei below.

Empty Remnant Print!

The attributeless spell that has not appeared in the world for nearly 10,000 years has finally reappeared in the world today!

Feeling the strange aura of the empty remnant seal, Du Fei hurriedly urged the Phantom Demon Bead to defend, but the Phantom Demon Bead actually seemed to be a little afraid, and the light and demonic energy emitted instantly decreased a lot.

No loud noises, no explosions. Ling Zheng and Du Fei only heard a soft "click", and the Phantom Demon Bead was directly blown out by the empty remnant seal, and fell to the ground, without any light flickering.

After the collapse of the Demon Bead, the Empty Remnant Seal first became a little dim, and then, the Void Remnant Seal, which condensed Ling Zheng's almost ninety percent of his attributeless spiritual power, burst out with a rather bright light.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Du Fei couldn't dodge, and after the left half of his body was shrouded in that light, it exploded in an instant, and blood rained down.

Ling Zheng stood in the sky in a daze, looking at his hands, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.