From the beginning to the present, the Dragon Fire Real Person's Infant Conference can be said to have been held extremely successfully, the atmosphere of the scene is very harmonious, and every cultivator has benefited a lot.

But when the baby conference was going on, someone suddenly came to disrupt the situation, and of course Longhuo Zhenren's face would not be too good-looking. This is equivalent to slapping his face in front of many cultivators, and no matter how good his cultivation is, he can't suppress the fire.

Everyone looked at the western sky where the voice came out, and in the blue light rising into the sky, more than a dozen figures were flying rapidly, each of them was wearing a cyan battle suit, looking strong and strong, and the dragon spirit was fierce.

"It's all Jindan Realm, and the leader seems to be the Yuanying Realm. Ling Zheng's spiritual sense was strong, and after scanning and probing, he warned the shadows around him in a low voice: "Look at this meaning, there will be a big mess in the future, you had better leave first." ”

Shadow nodded, and was about to fly away.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a loud trembling sound came out, and Ling Zheng's brows were followed by a frown, he was a formation mage, and he knew that this was the sound of the formation being activated.

Ling Zheng saw that among the people who were flying quickly, the cultivator wearing cyan battle armor in the leader had just crushed a formation stone, and it seemed that a large-scale trapped formation was sealed in that array. After the array stone was crushed, all the cultivators present were enveloped in that huge trapped array. I wanted to leave before I painted the shadow, but when I saw this scene, I had to stay where I was.

Ling Zheng frowned, instinctively feeling that the gang was not well-intentioned.

The dragon fire real man rose into the sky, and the crimson flames exploded around him, and then condensed into a huge flame machete, flying towards the barrier formed by the trapped formation. Obviously, the dragon fire real person wants to shake this formation and break it.

But it didn't seem to be that easy, the crimson flame machete exploded after colliding with the trapped barrier, but the trapped barrier only trembled for a while, and not even a crack appeared.

The Dragon Fire True Refining Weapon is a good hand, although he also knows some knowledge of the formation path, but he has not yet reached the level where he can know what the formation is at a glance. And there were a few formation mages present, but they were basically first-level formation mages or second-level formation mages, and there were none of the third-level formation mages except for Ling Zheng, let alone fourth-level or even fourth-level formation mages.

If you think about it, it seems to be right, most of the third- and fourth-level formation mages are masters of the Jindan Realm and even the Yuanying Realm, and their vision is extremely high, so naturally they don't care about the Dragon Fire Real Man who doesn't have many names in the Northern Regions, and the baby conference he held.

The fact that Longhuo Zhenren can't see it doesn't mean that Ling Zheng is also blind. Because of his studies with Zhang Taiyan and Yun Tianyuan, Ling Zheng's study of the formation pattern was already very thorough, and he could judge the characteristics of the trapped formation from the formation when the trapped array was formed.

This should be an improved formation, and strictly speaking, it is also a third-level formation. This formation has a characteristic that if it is attacked by a spell or a true element, it has a strong defense. However, if you are attacked by your body or martial arts, your defense will be greatly reduced.

When the cultivators present saw that they were trapped by the formation, they were all confused. Several Jindan Realm disciples of the Dragon Fire True Person hurriedly maintained order, but with little success.

Longhuo Zhenren looked at the dozen or so people wearing cyan armor who were also sealed in the formation, his face was very ugly, and then he looked at the thin middle-aged man who was in the lead, and said coldly: "Fengkun, I have made it very clear before, I will never join your Storm Owl clan." What is the purpose of your coming today to disrupt my baby-binding assembly?"

Storm Owls?

After Ling Zheng saw this word, he was a little confused.

The big yellow cat explained in a timely manner: "It's not a big deal, it's a demon beast race, and generally after adulthood, the storm owl can advance to the Jindan realm, and a few with better qualifications can advance to the Yuanying realm." With better qualifications, the Yuan Infant Realm can't be beaten. ”

"This kind of monster beast is known for its quick attacks and wind attribute spells, so you have to be careful. ”

"There are no absolutes in the world. The thin middle-aged man who was called Feng Kun by the Dragon Fire real person smiled and said: "No, Feng is here so that Dragon Fire Dao friends can cooperate with our clan." I'm here with full sincerity, and the Dragon Fire Daoist should be able to give Feng this face, right?"

Although Feng Kun had a smile on his face, the threat in his words was very obvious. As soon as his words fell, the dozen or so men in cyan armor standing behind him immediately dispersed, each with a murderous aura on their faces, obviously not holding back any good fart.

"What do you want to do?" said the dragon fire real person, the light flashed in his hand, and a long-handled sledgehammer about half a zhang long and engraved with mysterious patterns appeared all over the body, this hammer was fiery red throughout, and you could feel the burning heat faintly released from the hammer from a distance.

Obviously, this is a high-grade magic weapon. Longhuo Zhenren also said before, this is a magic weapon that he has just successfully refined not long ago, called the Fire Refining Hammer, which is a seventh-grade high-level spiritual weapon.

After Feng Yangyu saw the long hammer, there was a sudden hint of fiery intent in his eyes, and the covetous meaning was very obvious.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to discuss the matter of returning to my clan with the Dragon Fire Daoist. Feng Yangyu glanced at the cultivators around him with frightened expressions, and chuckled: "In order to test the cultivation of Dragon Fire Daoists, I mention yì, let's play a game." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yangyu waved his hand, and the dozen or so cultivators who came with him began to chant mantras at the same time, and suddenly a violent wind attribute power fluctuation spread.

"The game is very simple, every time I count a number, these young men of my clan will kill the ten human cultivators present. Feng Yangyu's laughter was very harsh: "Until you return to my clan, this game will be over, what do you think?"

Longhuo Zhenren looked angry and scolded: "Fengyangyu, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven if you do this? I sue you, if you dare to cause trouble at my baby meeting today, don't blame me for being ruthless under the hammer of dragon fire!"

As the dragon fire real person spoke, the fire refining hammer in his hand swept with a streamer, and the violent fire attribute power fluctuations spread, and even interrupted the spells recited by the dozen or so Jindan Realm storm owls.

"What, here are you still going to show the majesty of your Yuanying Realm master?" Feng Yang Yuyin smiled: "Longhuo Lao'er, we came to invite you today to give you face, I advise you not to give face." Otherwise, I'll let all these people present bury you!"

"Kill!" Longhuo Zhenren's answer was simple, his white hair was windless, and he smashed the head of Feng Yangyu's head with the fire hammer in his hand, as powerful as an old lion.

A huge cloud of fire formed in an instant, and Feng Yang Yu did not dare to shake it, and one dodged, dodging the blow with the swift speed that the Storm Owl clan naturally has.

"One!" Feng Yangyu shouted loudly after dodging the hammer of the dragon fire real person.

The dozen or so Jindan Realm humanoid storm lords were instructed to start culling the cultivators closest to them.

The speed of the storm owl was too fast, and its body flashed like a cyan electric light, so that before the ten cultivators could even realize what was going on, their heads were cut off, shattering the dantian, and then shattering the souls.

The anger on Longhuo Zhenren's face became even heavier, and he roared, no longer paying attention to Fengyang Yu, but rushed towards a Storm Owl Demon Cultivator.

Feng Yangyu was waiting for this opportunity, and at the moment when Longhuo Zhenren turned around, he immediately turned into a blue light, and a ruthless punch directly hit Longhuo Zhenren's back.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Longhuo Zhenren was smashed by this sneak attack and vomited blood, he and Fengyangyu are one of them are human beings and the other is a demon beast, although Longhuo Zhenren attaches great importance to the cultivation of the physical body, but the other party's physical strength is still much stronger than him.

But Feng Yangyu didn't seem to feel good, and after hitting the dragon fire real person with a punch, he only felt the pain like a pinprick in his fist.

"Flame Thorn Armor?" Feng Yang Yu Yin Yin smiled: "It is worthy of being a refiner, and there are many magic weapons." ”

Then he counted again: "Two!"

More than a dozen blue lights rushed to kill one after another, and ten more cultivators died completely, their souls were scattered, and they didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

Ling Zheng saw it in his eyes, and his eyes showed a cold light. He cast a stele step to dodge in front of the barrier of the trapped formation, poured the attributeless true yuan into the Wanjun spear, shouted violently, and stabbed towards the barrier of the trapped formation.

What Ling Zheng found was the eye of this trapped formation, which was originally the most vulnerable part of the formation, and this formation was somewhat lacking in the defense of physical attacks. Ling Zheng's blow is simply the most effective.

Feng Yangyu saw that Longhuo Zhenren's face was extremely ugly, and let out a burst of happy laughter, and the laughter was extremely harsh.

But the next moment, his laughter was interrupted and drowned out by a loud bang.

"Boom!"

The loud noise came without warning, but the sound was terrifying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the earth shook the mountains. The barrier around the trap began to tremble violently, and in the continuous trembling, a series of dazzling cracks appeared.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the trapped array suddenly exploded into a streamer in the sky, and when Feng Yang Yu saw this, his face was extremely ugly.

He looked at Ling Zheng, who had just broken the formation, and his eyes were cold. He didn't expect that in the eyes of this cultivator, there would be a formation mage who could break the third-level trapped formation.

What made him even more unacceptable was that this formation mage who broke the trapped formation turned out to be a kid who hadn't even stepped into the Jindan Realm!

"Kill him!" Feng Yangyu roared.

After the master of the Jindan Realm of the Storm Owl Clan named Feng Luo received the order, he immediately looked at Ling Zheng with a cold face, and then his body flashed, turning into a cyan electric lightning, and rushed towards Ling Zheng.

Seeing this, the light in his hand flashed, and he took out the purple guqin, and was about to make a move.

The big yellow cat standing beside her yawned, and the cat's paw touched her calf, and said lazily: "Wait a while, let's see the show first." Although that kid can't beat that bird to death, he can at least show the power of the 'melee royalty' of the attributeless spirit vein in ancient times. ”

The painting shadow was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Melee royalty?"

"I think there was a race of demon beasts that used to be called 'melee royals', you should know, right?" asked the big yellow cat, looking at her.

Shadow nodded dumbfoundedly with a look on his face.

"Melee royalty, but it's much more terrifying than melee royalty......" muttered the big yellow cat.

When the painting was heard, a chill ran down his spine.