Qin Feng sneered: "Then why should I tell you?"

"You are looking for death, when I catch you, I will naturally know after searching for souls!" Red Deer was furious, took out a black bead from his bosom, and threw it to the Phantom.

The beads burst open, and the phantom of the co-worker roared, and the originally illusory body condensed a lot, and his knotted muscles could be seen.

With a wave of your hand, there is a black endless river rushing in.

The Ancestor Witch of the Flood Desolation does not practice magic, but he is born to control the magic, he is the ancestor witch of water, and with a wave of his hand at will, it is an endless river.

Qin Feng's single eye stared at the black bead that the red deer had exploded, and he also took out an identical one from his arms.

The armillary dzi, the treasure he got in the Endless Sea, he still doesn't know what it is for. After seeing the red deer using it, I realized that it contained a desolate breath and could boost the power of the ancestral witch.

Qin Feng also acted according to the law, detonating the Heavenly Dzi, and the Zhurong phantom also condensed, grabbed the Burning Sky Umbrella with both arms, closed it and opened it for the second time.

Chirp, a loud phoenix chirp resounded in the sky, instantly burning the rushing river into water vapor.

A thick fog was cast around the valley, and two huge bodies fought together in the thick fog.

Manipulating the Ancestral Witch Phantom requires a lot of divine power, and Red Deer originally relied on himself to be a Yuanying Cultivator, with a strong soul, and consumed Qin Feng alive.

But until now, she found that she was too wrong, Qin Feng's divine sense power was not weaker than her at all, and there was no sign of failure at all.

Qin Feng's eyes were indifferent, his hands trembled rhythmically, and the Zhurong Ancestor Wu in mid-air once again put away the Burning Sky Umbrella and opened it again.

Every time the Burning Sky Umbrella is opened, its power will increase tenfold, and a hundredfold burst of flame power, instantly burning the entire sky in the secret realm red.

This was the first time that Qin Feng had used the power of the ancestral witch to fully exert the power of the Burning Sky Umbrella.

It is a treasure from the mouth, and it is really extraordinary!

The phantom of the Gonggong Ancestral Witch roared in the flames, and Qin Feng asked indifferently, "Give you another chance, where did your killing sword come from?"

"You don't want to know!" Red Deer gritted her teeth and asked her to beg for mercy from Brother Jiedan, she would rather die!

"Then you can die!" Zhu Rong in mid-air put away the Burning Sky Umbrella and opened it again!

The battle above the sky was over, Qin Feng stepped out, he couldn't fly in the sky, he could only say loudly above the mountain peak: "Qin is the lower position, who is willing to compete with Qin someone." ”

Qin Feng's words were like a big stone thrown into a small lake, and everyone was in an uproar, some people thought that why should a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building participate in the Holy Land Genius Competition, and some people thought that since he dared to come out to challenge, it meant that he had a certain amount of confidence and strength, otherwise how could the Holy Land bring a fool to embarrass people.

Qin Feng's cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and many disciples of the Holy Land were extremely disdainful, and someone said: "You are a small foundation builder, what qualifications do you have to talk about the competition, which holy land are you from, why only send one foundation building period out, and he can also be a genius son?"

Some people ridiculed, but some people were dignified, how could the Holy Land send a foundation building monk to embarrass people, could it be that there was some conspiracy in it.

On a mountain peak in the distance, Qin Wuya's face at the Leaning Moon Gate was even more gloomy, he looked at Qin Feng before, and he could clearly feel that the momentum on Qin Feng's body was definitely not as simple as the middle stage of foundation building.

An elder beside Qin Wuya stared at him for a long time before he asked. "Wuya, what do you think of this person?"

"This kid is not simple, although his cultivation is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but the realm is definitely more than that. "Qin Wuyadao.

"Since he was brought by the people of the Ji family to participate in the genius competition, how can he not be a genius, let's wait and see what happens. ”

"Yes. Qin Wuya responded.

Hearing someone question, Qin Feng showed a smile, and these people's doubts were not expected by him at all: "What qualifications do I have, then let me ask you first, what is the purpose of this competition?"

"Of course, it depends on who is the most genius figure today, and you are in the middle of a small foundation building, and you are here to join in the fun. Someone in the distance answered Qin Feng's question, still with disdain in his words.

"Yes, this competition is to see who is the real genius, if you want to talk about cultivation, those old immortal cultivators who have reached the enlightenment period are always higher than you, but they have cultivated for tens of thousands of years and are still in the enlightenment period, can they be considered geniuses, they definitely don't count, so they don't necessarily have to compare the cultivation for the trial. "The surroundings were quiet, what Qin Feng said also made sense, only by cultivating to a higher realm in the shortest possible time can he be regarded as a genius, but the geniuses of these holy lands are all like this, Qin Feng didn't say it before, and they didn't care, just compare and cultivate.

In this way, someone asked, "If it's not compared to cultivation, what is it compared to?"

"When comparing the realm, as we all know, the realm is not only, the cultivation is not enough, the realm is reached, and the cultivation is the way. "Everyone knows that the cultivation of the realm of cultivation is the divine consciousness, the realm, and the cultivation, and the realm is like a light on the path ahead for the cultivator, which is closely related to the cultivation, and if the realm stagnates, then the cultivation is likely to stagnate.

Unless he is as strange as Guo Jing, his cultivation does not need any bright lights, and he closes his eyes and goes all the way to the dark, it is possible that this kind of cultivation will be much faster than ordinary people, but the probability of going mad is also not small, and few people dare to gamble.

"Than the realm!" Everyone was shocked, of course, the realm of comparison that Qin Feng was referring to was not the same wheel as Guo Jing and his wife before, but shrouded the other party in his own realm, if the other party's realm was not as good as you, then he would never be able to come out.

Therefore, the realm competition is not a competition for the initiate, and the most injuries are if you lose the cultivation competition, and once you lose the realm competition, it may stop there, and there is no progress in this life, that is to say, you ruin a genius.

"Why, don't you dare, or are you not the so-called genius at all. Qin Feng's gaze swept in all directions, although his cultivation was not high, his gaze was fierce and his momentum was amazing.

When his gaze swept towards Qin Wuya, Qin Wuya was expressionless and had no intention of fighting.

Qin Feng was slightly disappointed in his heart, he came up with this method, that is, he tried to abolish Qin Wuya, and tried to cultivate, even if he won, Qin Feng would not be able to kill him, the great power in the door could make a move, who could kill people under them.

Qin Wuya didn't fight, Qin Feng was helpless in his heart, this Qin Wuya was much more powerful than he imagined.

At this moment, on the peak of the mountain where the three sects of Zhongzhou were located, a white figure flew out. Qin Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this person was wearing a white robe, and there were ancient inscriptions on the Taoist robe, which was unfathomable, and he knew that it was a rare magic weapon at a glance.

Looking at his appearance again, this person is wearing a purple and gold crown, his face is delicate, his expression is arrogant, and there is a faint trace of dragon energy at the center of his eyebrows.

With this cursory glance, Qin Feng judged that this person was not simple, and asked with his fists clenched: "Dare to ask Your Excellency what to call him." ”

How do you know that the cultivator snorted disdainfully: "A dying person is not qualified to know my name." ”