The other party's wolf bèi looked extremely funny, but Wang Feng was like a great enemy.

At this moment, everyone in the Wang family was also slaughtered, and those clones were already extremely weak because of the Divine Palm of Rulai, and Wang Feng directly included them all in the system space.

Even the three clones of the Xuankong Period were a little dim, like candles in the wind.

Click

A large amount of cold air suddenly appeared on Wang Yin's body, and all the stagnant water in the entire mudra pit where he was standing instantly froze into ice cubes, and a large amount of raindrops had already solidified in the air, making a crisp sound when they fell on the ice.

The temperature in the air drops sharply.

These are not the point, the important thing is that the aura on Wang Yin's body is still climbing, and it has climbed to the peak of the Xuankong Upper Stage at this moment.

"What is this?"

Wang Feng's muscles were tense, staring at Wang Yin with his cloak emanating, and turned his hand to take out a mysterious weapon.

On Wang Yin's body, a snort kept coming out, as if clear water was dripping on the red-hot iron, and his body was like a deflated ball, shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hair is yellow, the body is dry and old, and the powerful aura hits wave after wave.

Wang Feng ...... Today, even if I have fought for fifty years of life and cultivation, I will kill you on the spot!"

Wang Yin's entire face was distorted by pain, and his voice was completely hoarse, full of old powerlessness, and a creepy evil.

"You definitely don't have that pill in Flowing Wind City, you're not from Flowing Wind City?"

Wang Feng stared at Wang Yin, his hairs were rising, and he could feel that the other party's cultivation could still be improved, and it could definitely be improved.

At the peak of the Xuankong period, can it still be improved?

Late Xuankong?

Being able to raise the cultivation of the early stage of the Xuankong to the stage of the Xuankong stage at once is too abnormal for Flowing Wind City, which only has a total of four early stage Xuankong monks.

"yes, I'm not from Windbreaker. I'm afraid you don't have this kind of exercise, right? Which force are you? Didn't your elders tell you, can't the various forces fight each other!"

Wang Yin's eyes were completely cloudy, and he glared at Wang Feng, with monstrous anger and grievance in his tone.

"The forces can't fight each other? What are you talking about?"

Wang Feng was a little stunned, and he was completely in a fog when he listened.

"Heh, it turned out that a little soldier who knew everything was sent to test the waters, and I was forced to almost spend this life by people like you, and my Wang Yin is unwilling!"

Wang Yin was suffocated by Wang Feng's rhetorical tone, his face was full of grievances, and he couldn't help but roar.

The aura on his body has also reached its peak, extremely unstable, and the cold air is raging.

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A hollow roar came from his body, and a powerful momentum swept out, revealing the cultivation of the late stage of Xuankong.

In the direction of the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce, it was still the old man standing with his hands in his hands, looking in the direction of the Wang family.

"This Wang Feng, it's really a heavy murderous intent, he actually slaughtered the two major families alive by himself?"

But the next moment his face changed.

"This breath is the Wuping Pill Blood Sacrifice Pill, a specialty of Wushenglou, and it took fifty years of longevity and a body of cultivation to temporarily improve two realms?"

"Wang Yin turned out to be a person from Wushenglou?"

............

"Kill my son, destroy my Wang family, cut off the foundation I have been operating for hundreds of years, I can't live, Wang Feng, I want you to die!"

A roar full of hysteria came from Wang Yin's mouth, and there was no earth-shaking shout, but there was a hoarse horror, and the yin wind gusted.

"Damn, don't say it, Wang not only killed your son, but even killed you today!"

Seeing that the other party was crazy, answering the question, and talking nonsense, Wang Feng was also angry.

"Haha, what a naïve boy, I admit that your body is more than half a little stronger than that of ordinary monks, and you also have that weird mystical skill, but there is a gap of two realms, and you still want to kill me?"

If you come to the palm of God!

Wang Feng didn't talk nonsense with him at all, he turned his hand and slapped it out, and the Xuanying in the dantian suddenly dimmed, and all the spiritual power poured out wildly.

call

A huge mudra fell from the sky.

"Come back to this, scatter for me!"

Wang Yin's whole person rose into the sky, and the mysterious weapon in his hand spewed out a large amount of white mist, condensing in the air.

boom

The mist completely materialized, and the handprints hit it like a snowball hitting steel, and it exploded with a bang, and the strong energy spread in all directions.

"Xuankong is so strong in the late stage!"

Wang Feng didn't intend to cause substantial damage to Wang Yin with this palm at all, and his body retreated violently.

"System, ready to borrow the power of Rulai!"

Once a month, Wang Feng did not hesitate at all.

"Okay, host!"

At this moment, Wang Yin's hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Retreat, where to retreat!"

"Danger!"

As soon as Wang Feng wanted to make a move, he immediately felt a chill surging up in his back, and even his movements became slow.

In an instant, a strong crisis arose in my heart.

If you get caught this time, your life will definitely be in danger!

Because he no longer has a clone to contain the other party, and he has to force out the cold qi in his body, this time is enough for a late stage of Xuankong to kill himself ten times.

Get out of the way, definitely out of the way!

"Doppelganger!"

After experiencing countless life and death crises, Wang Feng's mind is surprisingly calm in the face of desperate situations.

At this moment, all his spiritual power was exhausted, and he couldn't use the wind step at all, so he could only use the explosive power of the terrifying body cultivation.

When his mind fell, there was suddenly a fifth-level clone behind him!

"Huh?"

Wang Yin, who was holding a sword behind him and was about to cut to Wang Feng, was stunned on his wrinkled face.

boom

Raising his foot and kicking on the doppelganger's chest, his whole body shot forward with the force of the backlash.

The doppelganger, who was already on the verge of dissipation, was directly knocked away by Wang Feng's kick, revealing Wang Yin, who was slightly stunned behind him, and the mysterious weapon in his hand was cold.

And this method of forcibly moving?

"Think you'll be able to get away with it?"

Wang Yin's unhuman face showed a touch of gloom, and the mysterious weapon in his hand suddenly burst into cold mist.

The cold mist turned into a line of training and went directly towards Wang Feng.

"The ghost is not gone!"

Wang Feng's face changed slightly, and he summoned a doppelganger again, so he repeated the trick and rushed directly to the ground with his strength.

Physical cultivation, once it reaches the ground, it seems to be like a fish in water, borrowing strength everywhere to make his figure constantly move, and he can't locate it at all.

"Cold Mist Enchantment!"

Wang Yin's eyes were slightly cold, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly exploded and dissipated into nothingness.

For a while, the cold wind suddenly rose, and a faint cold mist suddenly appeared in the entire air.

", this old thing!"

Wang Feng's body was shrouded in this ubiquitous cold mist, and suddenly it was as if he had hit ice cubes.

Click

The white mist particles that were as hard as iron were directly knocked out of a passage by Wang Fengsheng.

"What a lot of strength, what a strong body!"

Even Wang Yin was a little shocked by this scene, these mist were not real fog, but were polished by the thousand-year-old cold crystal of the Polar Ice Dao Sect, and their power was comparable to that of a medium-grade mystical weapon.

Although the fog is not too thick at this moment, with the strength of his late Xuankong stage, even the Xuankong stage can be trapped to death.

But the other party just ran into it directly with his body?

This body, what kind of body is this?

"System, is the power of Rulai ready?"

Wang Feng's arms were full of blood marks, and he didn't feel good when he hit these ice crystals.

"Anytime!"

"Wang Feng, where do you want to go!"

Shocked to shocked, Wang Yin's movements were full of the slightest, his five fingers were stretched, and the dense fog shrouded under him suddenly contracted like cotton.

Snort

Wang Feng's body, which was like a low-grade mysterious weapon, did not have the slightest resistance in front of these tiny particles, and the flesh and blood were cut apart.

Not only that, but all the wounds were directly frozen by an extremely cold power, and if they were not removed in time, it would be extremely difficult to repair.

"The old thing, the once a month, I'll give it to you!"

Wang Feng was covered with wounds, blood crystals, and his face was hideous.

"Borrow my power to suppress heaven and earth!"

He whispered in his heart, completely ignoring the swarming ice crystals, and his hands suddenly folded.

rumble

In the system space, the huge virtual shadow hidden in a thick fog suddenly burst into golden light.

A terrifying force that seemed to be even greater than this heaven and earth penetrated the system space, penetrated Wang Feng's body, and descended behind him.

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Wang Feng's expression was solemn, the golden light on his body was shining, and a golden circle of light suddenly appeared behind his head.

"What a terrifying power!"

The muscles of Wang Feng's whole body were torn apart inch by inch, and a force full of solemnity and vastness was vented from his body. His body was only a medium, but it was still torn apart by the terrifying force.

The body of the spiritual burial period is so powerful, even a low-grade mysterious weapon can't hurt it, but when it bears this overflowing power, the body is torn apart like tofu.

Hiss...... Hiss......

The pieces of skin were like opening their mouths, all of them cracked open, revealing the delicate tissues inside, and the next moment they were filled with surging blood.

In an instant, Wang Feng's whole body was full of dense wounds, the big ones were deep and the bones were visible, and the small flesh and blood were blurred.

His steel-like body was also completely covered in blood, resembling a bloody man.

And this qiē was effective, and countless golden powers were vented from his body and fell behind him.

A huge golden phantom slowly emerged, vaguely visible in the appearance of Rulai, half draped in robes, wide face and fat ears, a solemn face, compassion for all beings.

Underneath him, a huge Sumeru lotus seat, held his huge body in mid-air.

A golden giant that was almost standing up to the sky suddenly appeared behind Wang Feng.

Cover the world, such as the Buddha!

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For a while, the golden light shone brightly, dispersing all the dark clouds in the sky, and there was a golden yellow light between the sky and the earth, dazzling.

"Quick, look, there's such a big figure over there!"

On the main street, a monk screamed in horror.

"What a big giant!"

"Could it be that the immortals have come to the world?"

"What a weird outfit, who the hell is it?"

"This coercion is terrifying!"

"yes, I feel the urge to bow down. ”

"Me ...... too"

"What happened?"

............

Everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the Buddha, one by one they were shocked and inexplicable, and their legs were weak.

They had never seen such a huge figure, and even the legendary Xuankong Late Stage Demon Beast was not so big, right?

PS: Thank you for the reward of the book friend "ねぬそほふゃ", cough cough, forgive me for being really curious about what this means, which book friend is knowledgeable, give Shang Qian a popular science, hehe.