Even though the three super powerhouses have joined the confrontation, the situation between the two sides has not changed.

The five strong horizontal spiritual pressures almost shattered the earth within two or three hundred zhang, and all the martial artists below the Heavenly Realm had to retreat quickly.

Zang Shuyun stubbornly refused to leave, and Zang Keli scolded in a deep voice: "Retreat!" What did I tell you at home? ”

"But grandpa......" He clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and the two thin swords spun wildly, and the sword aura was like thunder, unstoppable.

However, his little strength, in front of the two old men in black and white and the three masters, is a kind of insignificant pity.

Before he finished speaking, Zang Keli waved his palm, and a streamer rolled up his beloved grandson and threw it more than a hundred zhang away with a bang.

Si Zhiyuan's strength is not stronger than Zang Shuyun, but he also doesn't want to see his uncle fighting alone. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over, Mao Mao also jumped back to his head from Lin Feng's body, baring his teeth and yelling, and the flames on his tail rubbed against him, directly burning the ends of his hair.

"Maomao, I know you're kind, but you can't always set fire to me." Si Zhiyuan complained.

Lin Feng was really speechless for the two of them, and with a wave of his hand, the orange streamer was like a dazzling sun, directly impacting them several feet away.

Then, he jumped forward, clapped his palms continuously, and his powerful spiritual power turned into an orange python, hovering in the air and flicking his tail, slamming between the two sides.

Rumble!

The sudden addition of power set off a violent wave of qi. Both sides were very surprised, Panlong God of War, Si Yunhe and the others, although they saw that Lin Feng was strong, they didn't expect to have such explosive power.

On the other side, the black and white elders felt like a fierce lion descending from the mountain, fierce and strong, refusing to admit defeat.

Although Lin Feng's addition did not change the situation that the three powerhouses fell into disadvantage, it also made it impossible for the two elders of black and white to advance.

At this time, there were six people on both sides, competing for spiritual power, betting on the ability of Dantian Naling, and betting on the strength of spiritual power on both sides.

At this time, the six people are like a mountain of gunpowder piled up next to the bonfire, and if they are not careful, they will explode. At that time, I was afraid that within ten miles of the house, not even a single ant would survive.

The powerful and invisible pressure has been expanding outward, and everyone has been forced to retreat again and again. Zang Shuyun and Si Zhiyuan were very sad to find that even if they wanted to rush into the battle, there was no gap. In this battle, they are powerless to participate.

A wave of despair rose in both of them, and despair came from two places.

The elders are at the end of their crossbows, and the other party has such a strong helper. The respective elders have always been almost indestructible in their minds. Now that image is about to be shattered, they have a deep sense of despair and frustration in their hearts.

Despair also came from Lin Feng, they were originally very different in strength. Even if it's a little worse, it's barely on the same platform, and the level is different.

But now, Lin Feng had left them far behind, and there was a world of difference.

Lin Feng, Panlong God of War and the others were all pale, sweating on their foreheads, and their originally strong bodies trembled slightly. Lin Feng was the weakest among these people, his arms trembled, and he didn't want to die to output spiritual power.

The surging spiritual power scraped the meridians and periosteum, making him feel as if his entire body had been ignited by fire oil, burning violently.

Sweating profusely, Lin Feng obviously felt the other party's spiritual pressure pouring down, and the four of them took a few steps back together, with Lin Feng retreating the most.

Like a mountain pressing down, like the earth folding up, the fierce and irresistible force finally made Lin Feng unable to hold on, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The other three people, each desperately boosting their spiritual power, today is a level, no matter what, they have to deal with it. Otherwise, how can they have a face in Jinyang and Panlong in the future? The fame of a lifetime has also been ruined. The Lin family will definitely pounce wildly, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Heh~" A hoarse smile suddenly floated from among the mountains.

The voice was dull, and at first glance it sounded like an ordinary old man fishing and hunting in the countryside. But don't forget, it comes from among the mountains. The nearest mountain, how far is it?

The powerful penetrating power, even the two elders of black and white, couldn't help frowning.

"Brother, it's boring today, didn't you say before you came that this place is an empty shell at all?" The old man in black said to the white-haired old man while wildly exuding his spiritual power.

The white-haired old man didn't speak, just listened carefully, feeling the power that penetrated the mountains.

After the sound, the man in the mountain seemed to be silent. But suddenly, a huge spiritual pressure that made the three people of the Panlong God of War feel palpitations, and made the two elders of black and white panic, as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down and rumbling out.

The earth roared, and from the foot of the mountain more than 100 zhang away, the ground was like the sea under a storm, undulating waves. Layers of earth waves rolled in, and the heavy breath rushed in. People were caught off guard, and they were sucked by this power, like ripe fruit, and fell one after another.

The three people, including the Panlong God of War and Si Yunhe, were also shortened, and their spiritual power was like a dam that closed the floodgates, stopping the flow in an instant. The two on the other side were not like this, but they insisted on it a little longer.

It was Lin Feng who actually collected his spiritual power in the end. Everyone felt extremely relaxed, but also extremely empty, their spiritual power was not enough, and their dantian was exhausted.

They gasped for breath and looked into the mountains in amazement.

"If you come, you will be a guest, please come up the mountain and sit for a while." The voice said, "If I don't prepare fragrant tea to entertain guests, I will not have this thousand-year-old foundation in vain, and I will lose my courtesy." ”

Lin Feng wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and looked in the direction of the deep mountain, his eyes gradually relieved. He turned his head and looked at the Lin family lightly: "Please go up and sit down on the mountain." ”

The white-haired old man frowned: "Since you have the ability to settle this matter, how can our Lin family interfere?" Otherwise, wouldn't we be too uninteresting? Second brother, let's go, let's go back! ”

The old man in black shouted: "Brother, why do you want to leave, you ......"

"I said, let's go!" The white-haired old man looked cold, glanced at everyone, turned to leave, stepped out of the distance in one step, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in the blink of an eye.

The old man in black sighed and turned to chase away. Seeing this, Lin Zihai and the others also quickly turned their horses' heads and left in a hurry.

Si Yunhe turned around and arched his hand towards the mountain: "I never thought that there are such strong predecessors in Kongyang Mountain, I am waiting for Meng Lang." ”

Thinking that they still wanted to meddle in the affairs of Kongyang Mountain before, the three of them couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"It's rare for the three of you to come from afar, so you might as well go up the mountain to talk about it." The man on the mountain said slowly.

"That disturbed ......," Si Yunhe said respectfully.

His performance shocked Lin Feng, Si Zhiyuan and Zang Shuyun very much. Looking at the Panlong God of War and the Sword Saint, both of them are also restrained and cautious.

What is the origin of these three? In the Jinyang Plain and the Panlong Wilderness, they are all famous, and the dragon has no end in sight.

Whether it is Li Min or the cultivators who strive for truth, they worship them as gods. But at this moment, they were humble like little disciples who had just started. Who are the people on the mountain?

(End of chapter)