And all you can do is to become stronger, keep getting stronger, keep climbing towards the strong, stand on the top, and be stronger than everyone else in the world.

Be the first person in the world!

Wang Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter, exuding a blazing light.

If what he said before was that being a man standing at the peak of the Xuantian Continent was just a slight joke, or more just because he had obtained the whim of the Heaven Killing Clone Technique, then at this moment, Wang Feng was really firm.

It's like finding a path to an oasis in a desert, and going on with persistence and determination.

This change in heart has made Wang Feng's temperament change dramatically, and the whole person is filled with a sharp aura.

Extremely aggressive.

In the field, the thirty-six elders were useless no matter how much they struggled, and the five-colored ball was fully formed, and it looked as if it was a huge ball of thread wrapped in five-colored silk threads.

From time to time, there was a muffled sound inside, but it had no effect on the multicolored balls at all.

"Ah......h

A scream suddenly sounded from the five-colored ball, followed by screams of despair and fear, as if something terrible had happened.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, and his divine sense could clearly see the ball, and countless soft streamers turned into sharp weapons for attack, shuttling back and forth in the ball.

In front of the five-colored ribbons, the spiritual power shields of these early and middle Xuan Ming middle and middle stage cultivators were of no use at all, and they directly collapsed, followed by their bodies. In an instant, it was worn by the ribbon.

The screams didn't last long, because there were so many streamers, and it was like a storm. None of the thirty-six monks had a complete body, so they could only leave their bodies.

However, it is useless to leave the body, and the soul babies they attach to the Xuan Infant can still be fragile in front of the streamers, and the soul will be scattered and die in just one moment.

After a quarter of an hour, the five-colored ball calmed down. The ribbons on the outside slowly dispersed, revealing the remnants of countless stumps within. A thick mist of blood filled.

It's just a meat grinder-like killer.

Wang Feng didn't expect that Liu Pipa's murderous methods after the breakthrough would be so bloody, of course, they were all murders. It doesn't matter if it's bloody or not, it's important to be able to kill people.

The flesh seemed to be restrained by Liu Pipa's caster, floating in the air, motionless.

Wang Feng knows. She is letting herself cast the Qinglian Holy Flame to burn. Collect physical energy.

Without saying much, his mind moved slightly, and the Qinglian Holy Fire roared out as if it had spirituality, instantly devouring the flesh and blood in the sky.

As long as there is flesh and blood nearby, this Blue Lotus Sacred Fire is as if it has life, looking for it on its own, and it is extremely humane.

But this Blue Lotus Sacred Flame only burns the flesh and blood of the ownerless, and does not hurt people at all. Most importantly, it is not controlled by Wang Feng at all. It can only be used to obtain physical energy.

This Blue Lotus Holy Flame, as Wang Feng's cultivation grew, the more he could feel the horror in it.

He was sure that if he died, the Blue Lotus Holy Fire would burn his own body in the late stage of the Divine Venerable, and it would definitely not be much slower than burning the body of those ordinary monks in the Xuan Netherworld Period.

In front of the Qinglian Holy Fire, there was nothing special about his strong body in the late stage, and it was estimated that the snort of the burning was not much different from that of other monks.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng smiled dumbly, put away the Qinglian Holy Flame and continued to fly towards the depths of the Qingyun Dao Sect with Liu Pipa.

The destruction of the Qingyun Dao Sect was similar to the destruction of the Wang family at that time, all the high-level leaders were killed, and the Qingyun Dao Sect at this moment was only an empty shell.

However, unlike the Wang family, Wang Feng did not intend to slaughter the entire Qingyun Dao Sect, and his grudge with the Qingyun Dao Sect was only that these elders and Keqing, and those ordinary inner and outer disciples had nothing to do with it at all.

Flying all the way, passing over the mountain peaks, countless disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect either flew up with the sword or flew up from the sky.

There were all men and women, and they were wearing the uniform costumes of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

The thirty-six elders who had come out earlier had already awakened them from their cultivation, and a large flock of birds seemed to have gathered in the sky, densely packed.

But no matter how many people there were, when they saw Wang Feng and Liu Pipa, they didn't even dare to breathe, and they parted like a tide, allowing Wang Feng and the two to fly towards the Sect Master Peak.

At the same time, nine eighth-level clones also led three thousand sixth-level clones to surround the entire Qingyun Dao Sect, and at this moment, all the clones were scattered and gathered directly inward.

The monks in the countless mountain peaks, either the Xuanyuan period or the Xuankong period, were all awakened, and they rose to the sky one by one, just about to attack, but they saw the Xuankong late-stage monks who felt that an encirclement had been formed around them, and the eighth-level clone that exuded a terrifying aura, all of them were shocked, and they couldn't care about anything else, so they could only gather and fly towards the inner perimeter.

Occasionally, a few Xuankong wanted to resist in the later stage, but they were directly slapped to death by the clone.

There was no verbal communication, everything was going on in silence, but the powerful coercion in the air was an invisible threat, forcing all the monks to retreat towards the Sect Master Peak of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Wang Feng and Liu Pipa flew quickly towards the center of the Qingyun Dao Sect, that is, the direction of the Sect Master Peak.

The closer they got to the center, the more intense the aura in the air became, and the higher the cultivation of the Qingyun Dao Sect disciples who were shocked on the mountain peaks.

In the back, all of them were inner disciples of the late Xuankong period.

Of course, no matter what kind of cultivation it is, in the face of Wang Feng and his party, no monk dares to speak, after all, the momentum of the late Xuan Ming period on the two of them is too strong, and there is a strong sense of oppression just standing next to them.

All the way unimpeded.

From a distance, Wang Feng saw the center of the Qingyun Dao Sect, that is, the Sect Master Peak.

Compared to other peaks, the Sect Master Peak is undoubtedly the highest mountain in the entire Qingyun Dao Sect, the peak almost touches the clouds, and a golden palace is built on it, which looks extremely magnificent.

Wang Feng's divine sense swept over the palace, only to find that the entire palace was empty. But when he thought about it, he understood.

The monks got to the point where they had everything in their carry-on storage rings, and there was no storehouse at all.

The most important. This so-called Qingyun Dao Sect is just an eyeliner planted here by the Ancestral Spirit Heavenly Sect, which is equivalent to an empty shell, and it is not surprising that even the sect master is not there all year round, so it is not surprising.

However, Taoism is a sect after all, and there will be some reward and punishment systems, and since the reward and punishment system is established, there will naturally be rewards.

These rewards could not be done by the sect master himself, so they would naturally be stored in one place. That means that the Qingyun Dao Sect must have a place to store some spirit stone mystical weapons or exercises for issuing rewards.

The Sect Master Peak does not have it, and it will definitely be somewhere else.

Wang Feng's thoughts turned sharply. His understanding of the Qingyun Dao Sect was limited to Liu Qi's information, and he naturally did not have a detailed understanding.

At this moment, he naturally has no interest in looking for himself, and it is undoubtedly best to catch someone and ask.

"Liu'er, bring an inner disciple here. ”

"Yes. Son. ”

Willow pipa jaw head. The divine consciousness in the late stage of Xuan Ming spread out, and in a moment, she stretched out her hand slightly, and a woman in the distance was photographed.

"Junior Li Qiaoqiao, see ...... Seen seniors. ”

This female cultivator was also in the late stage of Xuankong, and when she saw Wang Feng and Liu Pipa, she hurriedly knelt down in front of the void and snorted.

"You are an inner disciple of the Qingyun Dao Sect?"

Wang Feng's gaze swept over Li Qiaoqiao's slightly frightened pretty face, and said lightly.

was swept away by Wang Feng's gaze. Li Qiaoqiao felt as if her face had been cut by a knife, but she didn't dare to slack off. Hurriedly and respectfully: "The junior is a personal disciple of the Seventh Elder. ”

"Well, where is the most valuable place of your Qingyun Dao Sect?"

Wang Feng didn't beat around the bush and said directly.

"The most valuable place?" Li Qiaoqiao's eyes widened.

"It's where there are the most treasures or spirit stones. ”

"Is the predecessor talking about the mission peak?"

Li Qiaoqiao wanted to hesitate to answer, but feeling the cold gaze of the woman in green beside her, she hurriedly asked.

She had a feeling that as long as she hesitated, the woman next to her who took her would definitely kill herself without hesitation.

In fact, as long as she lies or hesitates in the slightest, Liu Pipa doesn't mind killing and finding another one.

"Mission Peak?"

"Well, the mission peak is the place where my sect arranges the tasks, and all the task rewards are also taken there, and the peak master of the mission peak is the second elder. ”

Since he has already said it, Li Qiaoqiao has no reservations, and he has said everything he knows.

"Second Elder, is it Qing Leizi?"

Wang Feng spoke.

"It's the ancestor of Qingleizi. ”

Li Qiaoqiao was shocked when she heard this, and her tone became more and more respectful.

He couldn't feel Wang Feng's specific cultivation, but the other party was able to call Qing Leizi's real name, and his cultivation was definitely at the same level as him.

This kind of world-beating powerhouse is simply a sky-like existence in Li Qiaoqiao's eyes.

She didn't know that the so-called Qing Leizi had died in the hands of Wang Feng and turned into an aura.

Wang Feng sensed it, and it would take a while for the nine eighth-level clones to drive the true Qingyun Dao Sect's disciples here, so he slowly spoke:

"Where? Take me there. ”

"It's a hundred miles to the east, and the junior will take you there. ”

"Hmm. ”

Immediately, the group of three people flew towards the east.

"What is the Soul Refining Peak and where is the Missionary Peak over there?"

The three of them flew, and Wang Feng asked casually.

"The Missionary Peak is over there. ”

Li Qiaoqiao pointed to a towering mountain peak in the north, and as far as the eye could see, there were groups of palaces on it, which were very magnificent, and they were about a hundred miles away from the sect master's peak.

Wang Feng nodded, then pointed to another mountain peak shrouded in dense fog, and said:

"Then the other one is Soul Refining Peak?"

This mountain peak is not much different from the Sect Master Peak and the Preaching Peak, but it is shrouded in a thick mist, which seems very mysterious, and even Wang Feng's divine sense cannot penetrate into it, and there are some doorways.

"Yes, that's our Dao Sect Soul Refining Peak. ”

Li Qiaoqiao glanced at Soul Refining Peak, and his white face showed some fear. (To be continued......)