In the Xichuan Grand Canyon, the violent aura tornado and crazy roar shook the sky. In an instant, the sand flew away, the heaven and the earth suddenly changed, the breath of slaughter came to the face, and the sharp wind blade blew people's cheeks painfully.

Shocking and the tornado raging in the canyon, as well as Tang Jie's fierce killing intent, the monks watching the battle around them all took a few steps back and hurriedly propped up the spiritual power barrier, so that they could not be affected.

The monk who was not strong immediately turned around and fled in shock, and the screams of the future were instantly torn into pieces and turned into the dust of history.

Many of the female ghosts in the Ghost King Hall were also affected, and they all supported the dazzling spiritual power barrier.

Tang Jie's expression was cold and silent, holding a sword in one hand, standing in the center of the violent tornado, the purple robe was blown by the strong wind, and the pitch-black divine sense broke out of his body, turning into thousands of rays of light, densely covering the entire void, cautiously searching for Qin Feng's traces.

In an instant, the monstrous killing intent was hidden in the void, and everyone had a creepy feeling.

"He Fang rat generation, not a disciple of the Tang Sect, dares to steal the Tang Sect's stunts!"

At this time, Tang Jie's face was gloomy and embarrassed, his eyes were fixed in the void, but his heart was still stuck at the moment when Qin Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, that extremely familiar scene.

The way Qin Feng finally disappeared was to use the sword to control the qi, turning the tangible and the invisible, which was different from the traditional qi sword, which was the most unique feature of the Tang Sect swordsmanship.

The clan has training, and the swordsmanship of the Tang Sect is the foundation of the rise of the clan, except for the elite children of the Tang Sect, no one is allowed to practice, let alone spread it!

Now, Tang Jie actually found that someone was secretly learning Tang Sect swordsmanship, and he also had seventy percent of his power, how could he not be angry in his heart.

No matter what, he will kill Qin Feng today!

"Who is this young man, such a terrifying killing intent, and the scattered Evil Alliance has such a genius!"

"This is the battle of the monks in the early stage of the metamorphosis, and it is clearly the peerless battle of the peak of the metamorphosis!"

"The collision of the sword momentum and the weather that has not been encountered in a thousand years, it is so powerful that it has invisibly produced, it is simply terrifying, today's battle, I am afraid that the two of them will be famous in the world in an instant!"

The stunning beauty of the Ghost King Hall was all discolored, staring nervously at the battlefield in the central rocks, searching for Qin Feng's figure, and at the same time, he also felt terrifying in his heart for Tang Jie's cultivation.

Tang Jie can not be said to be not powerful, just by virtue of the realm of metamorphosis and threefold, he can suppress a large number of geniuses and can't hold their heads up, and with the thirty-six swords of the Tang Sect that are from famous families and unpredictable, there are few enemies.

What made Tang Jie even more at the top of the Evil Alliance was the weather. Only a supreme genius, a messenger of spiritual cultivation, can comprehend the innate supernatural powers.

This is the posture of a king, the capital of the world.

What the dynasty values is the weather, if Tang Hong can escape into the dynasty, it will definitely be a sharp weapon for attacking the city and plundering the land!

"The thirty-six swords of the Tang Sect, he is a disciple of the Tang Sect! The Tang Sect has also entered the world, and Heyuan County is afraid that it will cause a bloody storm again, this is definitely a precursor to a storm!" Li Ning's expression trembled, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly raised his head and said in horror.

Thirty-six swords of the Tang Sect, children of the Tang Sect!

The ghost girls in the Ghost King Hall were all shocked and confused, staring at Li Ning in unison, looking forward to Li Ning's explanation in their hearts, obviously knowing very little about the Tang Sect.

There is no doubt that Li Ning has been rolling in Hongchen for many years, and his main task is to collect intelligence, and he knows a lot more things than others.

"The Tang Sect is a very ancient family, and the legend has it that it was once a first-class family in the Beiling Sect, and the status of the Beiling Sword Sect is weak, and the background is absolutely terrifying!" A trace of worry flashed in Li Ning's eyes, and he raised his head to search for Qin Feng's traces, if the guess is right, the essence of the Tang Sect Sword Technique has just been unleashed.

"Listening to what you say, the Tang Sect is such an ancient family, and I am afraid that the background cannot even be compared to the Ghost King Palace. In this case, why are the children of the Tang Sect so depraved and groveling to join the camp of the Evil Alliance, this is too valuable. A glimmer of light flashed in the female killing god's eyes, and she took a step back without a trace, wanting to get out of Li Ning's attack range.

"Don't move, don't play any tricks, or don't blame me for not missing sisterhood!"

Li Ning's eyes were cold and smart, and the bloodthirsty spear in his hand threw out two spear flowers like a poisonous snake, stepped forward, and still reached the throat of the female killing god.

According to Li Ning's information, she knew some information that everyone in the Ghost King Palace, except for the Ghost King, no one knew.

A thousand years ago, a bloody battle broke out in Beiling, and countless clans were destroyed, and the cause seemed to be slightly related to the ghost king.

Before that bloody encounter, the Tang Sect belonged to the leading clan in the entire Beiling, he was not a sect, nor was he the army of the dynasty, but he had the strength to subvert the tide at will.

It is just an ancient family, but every genius who walks out of the Tang Sect is an invincible existence of the same generation, and the Tang Sect has thirty-six swords, and the sword kills. At that time, the Tang Sect was strong.

What happened thousands of years ago, no one knows, even Li Ning is not too clear, only knows that the strength of the ghost king has been greatly damaged, and he has no choice but to create the ghost king palace. At the same time, the Tang Gate, which was high above, fell into the deep valley in an instant, and has been in a slump ever since.

This also explains why Tang Jie's sword is sharp and domineering, but it always makes people feel that it is not the illusion of perfection, thinking that it is the old monster of the Tang Sect who has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes and does not have the longevity of the ghost king, one by one, with the passage of time, and the real thirty-six swords of the Tang Sect have also been abandoned.

At this time, Tang Jie's Tang Sect swordsmanship was just a crippled swordsmanship, and it was terrifying. If the complete swordsmanship was placed thousands of years ago, how powerful would it be!

"The swordsmanship of the Tang Sect is taught by Your Excellency personally, how can you steal it!"

Qin Feng was hidden in the raging tornado, his body was like duckweed drifting with the waves, and the sound of nothingness came from all directions, resounding in the sky.

Tang Jie, who wanted to determine Qin Feng's exact location from Qin Feng's voice, trembled, but he still couldn't lock Qin Feng's specific location.

"You break through the realm in battle, I'm afraid that the spiritual power of the dantian has been exhausted, if you are tied up at the moment, you are willing to serve me as the master, and you still have a chance to live!"

Tang Jie was cold and silent, his fingers kept hitting the hilt of the sword, the surface was light, but his heart was full of murderous intent, trying to lure Qin Feng out.

However, what Tang Jie said is true, no matter how talented you are, normal people will not dare to break through the realm in battle. After the breakthrough, although it was able to temporarily perform several times the attack, the depleted dantian was in danger of exploding at any time.

If you can't stabilize the realm in time, once you over-urge the spiritual power, you will most likely fall into the realm and be imprisoned at the peak of the immortal root forever!

The reason why Qin Feng didn't attack immediately was for this reason, his dantian had indeed been exhausted, if he was someone else and used his sword moves at the moment of breakthrough, I am afraid that he would be absorbed into a human in an instant.

"Hahaha, the Tang Sect swordsmanship is the secret of your Tang Sect, how can you be willing to give it to others, if you are so hypocritical, don't say it!"

Qin Feng's ethereal voice echoed in the canyon, and no one could figure out Qin Feng's specific location.

If someone could penetrate the tornado's confinement, they would definitely be shocked to find that Qin Feng was standing on top of Tang Jie's head, the center of the tornado.

At this time, Qin Feng closed his eyes tightly, and a bright light erupted in the dantian, faintly echoing with the surrounding spiritual power storm.

"Reincarnation Devouring!"

Qin Feng let out a muffled roar in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, and a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand, rolling up a bottomless whirlpool, and the huge devouring power continued to tear at the surrounding spiritual power!

Qin Feng's face was solemn, but his heart was very anxious, and he used his devouring power with all his might, absorbing the surrounding spiritual power and replenishing the dry dantian.

Qin Feng understood that time waited for no one, with Tang Jie's strength, it was entirely possible to tear through the tornado's defensive barrier in the next moment, at that time, when the realm was unstable and the dantian was empty, he would only have a dead end.

The surrounding violent spiritual power was pulled by the devouring force, turning into thousands of hideous dragon snakes, baring their teeth and roaring, unwilling to be pulled into Qin Feng's palm, and along the intricate meridians, they moved closer to the dantian for purification.

In the dantian, the rich spiritual power is like a blessed land of immortals, and the swaying fairy seedlings gradually take root and sprout, thrive, and begin to condense its first leaves.

The immature leaves are densely covered with intricate Taoist contexts, and they burst out with brilliant light when they sway gently.

There are nine layers in the realm of metamorphosis, and the immortal seedlings in the dantian also have eighteen leaves, and every time one leaf is promoted, the cultivation will be refined one level, and the strength will also change dramatically.

The ninefold perfection of the metamorphosis, the eighteen Dao pattern leaves of the immortal seedlings also grow to the limit of the size of a palm, which belongs to the realm of perfection.

In Qin Feng's body, half of the Dao pattern leaf had been condensed, and once the condensation was completed, it represented that the realm had completely stabilized.

"Tang Jie, that kid is very weird, the realm is actually stabilizing rapidly, hurry up and go all out, otherwise it will only cause more trouble!"

In the Evil Alliance, Cao Zhengfeng's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were shocked to see Qin Feng devouring spiritual power through the restraints of the tornado.

That kind of scene of surging clouds and monstrous spiritual power like a flame dragon returning to its nest, Cao Zhengfeng swore that except for the strong man who surpassed the Nirvana realm, he had never seen such a scene from anyone else.

The terrifying devouring spiritual power, the strong transformation speed, with such an ability, even if you don't want to become a strong person, I'm afraid it's impossible!

What confused Cao Zhengfeng the most was that he felt another breath from Qin Feng, an evil aura that seemed to be hidden in Qin Feng's blood from beginning to end.

"Since you are so ignorant of lifting, don't blame Young Master Ben for being ruthless!"

Tang Jie smiled coldly, swung out a sword, and rose into the air, the weather of Jiuyao Xingchen broke out of his body, and every move had a thrilling feeling of shaking the earth.

Roar!

Tang Jie hung up in the air, stepped into the air, according to Cao Zhengfeng's guidance, bared his teeth and roared, attacking with all his might, instantly tearing the violent tornado into pieces, finding Qin Feng's figure extremely accurately, trying to kill Qin Feng by taking advantage of the situation.

The sword light was full of murderous aura, and before Qin Feng could react, he was hit by a huge impact force, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

Thundered!

Qin Feng flew out upside down, his body slammed into the cliff of the cliff, smashing out a bottomless black hole, the mountain collapsed, and Qin Feng's body was instantly buried by rubble, and his life and death were unknown.

"Young master!"

Li Ning and the female killing god screamed, and ran towards the collapsed cliff with panicked expressions.

The female ghosts of the Ghost King Hall also showed terrifying expressions, holding spears, and glaring at Tang Jie with murderous anger, and the anger in their hearts was beyond measure.

was slashed by Tang Jie's sword, not to mention the monks who had just stepped into the realm of mortal transformation, even the strong men of the older generation were difficult to survive.

"Young master, that kid is the young master of the Ghost King Palace!"

Hearing Li Ning's scream, the Canglan Sect and the monks of the Evil Sect stood up one after another, their eyes full of shock.

At this moment, they finally understood that Qin Feng was really the young hall master of the Ghost King Palace!

"It's a pity, if I knew before that that young man was the young hall master of the Ghost King Palace, he shouldn't have let the monks of the Evil Alliance come out on top, and he should have been sent back to the Canglan Sect for trial!"

If you can capture the young hall master of the Ghost King Palace, you are not afraid that the Ghost King will not be able to send VIPs from the Canglan Sect, that is maybe you can kill the Ghost King and the female ghosts of the Ghost King Palace, and kill them all.

The strength of the Ghost King is too terrifying, and he is an extremely dangerous character, since he is determined to destroy the Ghost King Palace, he must annihilate the Ghost King.

The ghost king is immortal, the Canglan faction will never be at ease, the ghost king palace is the ghost king, and the ghost king is the ghost king palace.

"Young hall master, I'm sorry, it was the slave who harmed you!"

Under the collapsed cliff, Li Ning fell to her knees with a thud, looking depressed, crying bitterly, her eyes full of self-blame, as if she had been hollowed out of her body.

If it weren't for Li Ning's obstruction, following Qin Feng's orders, and preventing the female killing god from stepping forward to help, I'm afraid Qin Feng wouldn't have ended up so miserable.

At this time, Li Ning's heart was extremely painful, grief-stricken, and her heart was full of self-blame.

"What's the use of blaming ourselves now, the young hall master has fallen, we are all responsible, once the ghost king asks, you and I will only have a dead end. The female killing god's eyes were full of coldness, staring at Li Ning, who was crying bitterly at her feet, and her tone was extremely cold.

This kind of scene, the female killing god has already thought of it, and there is no big surprise.

In fact, Qin Feng's defeat was a matter of time or time, after all, in the early stage of metamorphosis, there were very few confrontations with the monks of the Three Heavens in Beiling!

"I'm going to kill you and avenge the young hall master!"

Li Ning's voice was gloomy and terrifying, the essence of light flashed in his hand, a war spear was clenched in his hand, his body trembled frequently, turned into a black shadow, and collided towards Tang Jie.

She wanted to kill Tang Jie and avenge Qin Feng.

The spear swallowed a bloodthirsty breath, and in the groove built into the blood trough, the sharp barbs continued to open and close, and with a shake of his hand, dozens of spear shadows were pulled out, enveloping Tang Jie in the center.

Rumble!

Tang Jie's expression was cold, staring at Li Ning with disdain, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he was left behind, whether it was talent or national color, Li Ning made him slightly distracted.

Although he was full of praise for Li Ning, Tang Jie showed no mercy in his attack, and with a backhand sword, he burst out with a brilliant light and knocked Li Ning away.

Tang Jie's sword hilt was sheathed, with a grim smile, his figure suddenly disappeared, and appeared on Li Ning's side in the blink of an eye, wanting to capture the opponent or kill him directly.

"Li Ning!"

The female killing god's body trembled, holding a spear dripping with cold light, as fast as light, and suddenly appeared above Tang Jie's head, and the spear in her hand pointed at his head without hesitation.

Feeling the air above his head, Tang Jie's brows furrowed slightly, his scalp was numb for a while, he didn't dare to glance at the sluggish and moving Li Ning, and suddenly pulled out his long sword, and when the sword was halfway out, he resisted the spear of the female killing god. (To be continued.) )