Meteorite feather arrows, shining brightly.

It's as bloody as blood!

Zhao Peng used all the means in an instant, bombarding the arrow, only letting the arrow stop in the air for a while. And many martial arts secret methods, plus that mountain collapse seal and mountain seal small magic power, all bombarded the feather arrows, not only failed to disperse the feather arrows in the air, but instead provoked many dragon scales on the feather arrows!

Now, Zhao Peng has learned the most high-end martial arts means, which are the Avalanche Mountain Seal and the Lianshan Seal.

The two seal methods, obtained from Jin Feng, originated from the Canghai seal method of Long Jun.

Although Jin Feng's strength is not profound, he is a person who comes from across the border, and he is the grandson of the Dragon Monarch of Najun Mountain.

Who is Junshan Longjun, Zhao Peng has never seen it. But when they first killed the Green Spirit Emperor Capital, the Hengjian Slave and the Emperor Ji they encountered, when they mentioned Junshan Longjun, the tone of these two people also carried a trace of awe and fear that could not be concealed. It can be seen that the strength of Junshan Longjun is definitely not trivial, and reputation alone can make people fearful!

Zhao Peng relied on the jade Jue obtained from Jin Feng's hands, and then combined the two seals to cast it, which was already a small magical power, but he still couldn't help the blood-colored feather arrow!

"The feather arrows are from the bottom to the top, rushing into the white stone futon, rushing me higher and higher, making me farther and farther away from the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array in the White Tiger Dojo, how can I launch the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array!"

Zhao Peng's eyes were piercing, and the flames burst out from Zhao Peng's hands, gathering into a pillar of fire several meters long, but the blood-colored feather arrow was more than ten zhang long, and this pillar of fire could only cover the front end of the blood-colored feather arrow.

This kind of cyan sky fire was obtained by Zhao Peng when he took fire in Suitian, and it was unstoppable.

For many days, Zhao Peng didn't know what the origin of this flame was, some time ago, the Tang Dynasty warrior monks came to Zhao's house, and took Zhao Peng to the foundation city, one of the top ten cities of the Qingyun Empire, when Zhao Peng released this kind of flame underground, those underground warrior monks called out the name of this flame, this fire is called the fire of dawn!

As soon as the green fire came out, the power of the blood-colored feather arrow immediately weakened a lot.

"Get down for me!"

Zhao Peng shouted violently, trying his best to drive the Xuan Qi in his body, causing the length of the flame in his hand to skyrocket again, and the upward trend of the feather arrow had slowly stopped, and the white stone futon and the feather arrow finally held each other in the air.

The power of this arrow is more than 100,000 catties!

Fortunately, the white stone futon is a mysterious thing handed down by the Zhao family from ancient times, otherwise it would have been smashed into slag by feather arrows, turned into powder, and disappeared.

"What is the origin of this feather arrow, it is so powerful! Since the feather arrow fell from the sky and rushed to me, I have been fighting with the feather arrow for a long time, but the person who shot the feather arrow has never appeared! The feather arrow has been feathered all the time, and it is already difficult for people to resist, if the person who shoots the feather arrow rushes in front of me to fight me, how can I resist it? The strength of those masters who crossed the border from the ancient road is too terrifying!"

Zhao Peng sighed in his heart, but he didn't have much to do, he just swallowed a dragon snake quenching pill into his mouth, and struggled to display the ancient martial art flame knife.

Fortunately, during this period of time, the ancient martial art Flame Knife has also been promoted, and the cyan dawn fire can vibrate the flames at a specific frequency, constantly absorbing the Xuan Qi of heaven and earth to increase the power of the flames.

It is precisely because of this that the flame in Zhao Peng's hand is getting longer and longer.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, twenty meters, ten zhang......

The cyan pillar of fire grew longer and longer, and finally the blood-colored feather arrow was completely encased in the flames.

"Ah......h

A scream suddenly sounded within the feather arrow.

Zhao Peng heard the screams, and quickly poked his head out of the side of the white stone futon, and glanced at the blood-colored feather arrows, only to see that within the red feather arrow light, there was a faint figure, holding his head, screaming hoarsely.

"Among these blood-colored feather arrows, there must be someone? No, people are flesh and blood, how can they hide in the blood-light feather arrows. Only souls, which have no substance, can hide in the light of blood. But what is the use of hiding a soul in the blood light, is it ...... Could it be that this figure is a ghost and god?"

Zhao Peng's mind turned sharply, so he just pressed the white stone futon downward.

Since the screams sounded, the power of the blood-colored feather arrows suddenly became many times weaker. Zhao Peng only felt that the resistance coming from the white stone futon was getting smaller and smaller, and his speed of descent towards the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array was naturally getting faster and faster.

"Zhao Peng!"

An angry roar came from above the arrow: "You dare to hurt my soul, as long as you fall into my hands, I will make you unable to survive or die!"

Mind?

Zhao Peng's eyes flashed.

The word divine soul, Zhao Peng naturally knew what it meant.

It has long been recorded in the White Tiger Exclusive Secret that among the five heavens of Xuanmen, the divine soul is something that can only be involved when it reaches the fifth level of Xuanmen, the realm of the great grandmaster!

The front three layers of the Xuanmen, from casting the Divine Court, to penetrating the twelve-story building, to penetrating the five veins and seven chakras, have completely opened up the channel for the operation of the Xuanqi in the body.

When he reached the realm of the fourth grandmaster of the Xuanmen, he forged a martial arts Xuanjing in the divine court that had already been opened up.

As soon as Xuanjing is completed, and then based on Xuanjing, with the power of heaven and earth thunder, he cultivates a divine soul, and he can be regarded as entering the realm of a great grandmaster!

The so-called Great Grandmaster's Tribulation came from this.

It is precisely because of this that the Seven Kingdoms of Middle-earth have such a saying: Since ancient times, there has been no thunderstorm in Middle-earth.

The implication is that the martial arts people in the Middle Earth, since ancient times, no one has been able to go through the thunder tribulation, and no one has been able to cultivate the divine soul in the martial arts Xuanjing, so as to enter the realm of the great grandmaster.

"The figure hidden in the feather arrow turned out to be a divine soul, so to speak, the person who shot this blood-colored feather arrow was not a master of the great grandmaster realm! This person has the strength of a great grandmaster, Hugh said that he is in the Seven Kingdoms of Middle Earth, even if he goes to the Great Wu Dynasty and goes to the Eastern Soil Datang, he is also a character who walks sideways! But such a master, when attacking my Zhao family, actually wanted to shoot a feather arrow to plot against me, and refused to hit the door openly...... Is it because this great grandmaster is naturally cautious, or is it because the martial arts world he is in is extremely sinister that makes this great grandmaster so insidious?"

Zhao Peng burned the feather arrows with the fire of dawn while falling towards the White Tiger Dojo below, thinking in his heart: "How strong is the great grandmaster, where can the world be so big? I just cultivated to the third level of the Xuanmen Xuanshi realm, and when I exterminated the Hai family and the refining family, I was also above board, and directly killed the two families, and did not take the means of sneak attack, let alone use any conspiracy and tricks!" This great grandmaster refused to attack my Zhao family head-on, but instead took advantage of the night to shoot an arrow in the air, wanting to hurt people and shoot me with a secret arrow, which is extremely despicable!"

The white stone futon fell to a hundred feet, and it was getting closer and closer to the Ten Thousand Tigers Great Array.

The soul in the feather arrow was still shouting in pain, the soul was full of faces, like a real person, his demeanor had become extremely anxious, and he was still yelling at Zhao Peng when he screamed: "Quickly extinguish the flame in your hand, otherwise I will make everyone in your Zhao family die without a place to be buried." ”

"Threaten me?"

Zhao Peng stared at the feather arrow coldly and shouted, "Then I'll let you die without a place to bury first!"

The Great Grandmaster's Divine Spirit roared again: "Fool, do you think I really can't break through your flames? Although your cyan heavenly fire is strong, your strength is low, and you can't exert the original power of this fire, and I am already a master of the Great Grandmaster realm, and you can't kill me even if you control this fire." ”

"I can't kill you, so why don't you run?"

The cold arrogance in Zhao Peng's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "Do you still want to tell me that the masters of the Great Grandmaster realm can cultivate many divine souls, and it doesn't matter if you die one?" Although my martial arts strength is far inferior to yours, my Zhao family is also a martial arts family inherited from ancient times, and I have never heard of any great grandmaster in this world who can cultivate several divine souls. I only need to kill your divine soul, Hugh said that it is the great grandmaster, even if you are a saint above the great grandmaster, you will not be able to escape. ”

As soon as the soul dies, the body becomes a useless corpse. Once the human body has no soul, it becomes a walking corpse, what is the difference between it and a stone?

Even if the physical body is immortal and can live for countless years, once there is no soul, there is no point in living.

"Damn!"

The spirit monster cried, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!"

Zhao Peng shouted violently: "Those who clearly offend my Zhao family will be punished even if they are far away!"

When this sentence came out, Zhao Peng's heart suddenly became arrogant, and his whole mind was extremely comfortable.

Today, he has completely regarded himself as a member of the Zhao family, and has fully integrated into the identity of the son of the Zhao family, and there is no longer half of the separation.

Rumble!

The end of the blood-colored feather arrow had already pressed against the ground of the White Tiger Dojo, and from a distance, it looked like a blood-red jade pillar dozens of meters high.

At the top of the jade-like blood-colored feather arrow is the white stone futon.

Zhao Peng's head and feet were on his feet, the cold light was rippling in his hands, and a thick layer of ice condensed between his left palm and the white stone futon, connecting Zhao Peng and the white stone futon together.

The White Tiger Dojo was originally a place for the children of the Zhao family to cultivate. This White Tiger Dojo has been inherited from ancient times, I don't know how many years have passed, there are generations of Zhao family disciples who have cultivated here, countless years have passed, countless legs and feet have stepped on, and the ground of this flat White Tiger Dojo has not been half dented, and now the feather arrow has hit the ground, and there is no slight scar on the ground......

"My Zhao family's White Tiger Dojo will not be destroyed for eternity, but the formation patterns on the underground tunnel of the Foundation City have long been damaged, and the comparison between the two is superior!"

This thought flashed in Zhao Peng's heart, and a snow-white tiger shadow appeared above his head.

Gather gas into a phase.

Roar!

The roar of the tiger sounded, and the roar of the beast thundered!

When this tiger roar appeared in the White Tiger Dojo, the soul in the blood-colored feather arrow screamed terribly, and slammed a punch towards the cyan flames surrounding the feather arrow!

This is a punch that breaks the kettle.

This is the battle of trapped beasts!

"This spirit wants to escape!"

Zhao Peng was shocked in his heart, and at the same time he was furious: "If you want to escape, how can it be so easy!"