A few days later, outside the Sanyang Sect, in the huge forest, there was a mountain peak that was not very high, there was a crack in the middle of the peak, and at this time, a faint light was emitting from this crack, and in the deepest part of the crack, there was a bright one, and Feng Xuan was sitting cross-legged on a stone, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was no breath emanating from his whole body.

After a long time, Feng Xuan gently opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, an endless intent of destruction instantly emanated from him, enveloping the entire crack, causing countless rubble to roll down in the crack.

It can be clearly seen that there are two rounds of blood moon phantom in Feng Xuan's eyes at this moment, this blood moon slowly becomes extremely condensed, and soon it occupies Feng Xuan's entire eyes, so that only these two rounds of blood moon are left in Feng Xuan's eyes, and endless blood light erupts, reflecting the blood light in the crack, which is extremely weird.

And the meaning of endless destruction came from these two rounds of blood moons, and as time passed, the fluctuations of destruction became more and more intense.

But just after an instant, everything was gone, the intent of destruction completely dissipated, and the blood moon in Feng Xuan's eyes gradually dissipated, revealing his incomparably clear and calm eyes.

The crack regained a soft white glow that emanated from the shiny stones embedded in the surrounding stone walls.

"I didn't expect that this waning moon trick had a great relationship with the blood moon seal of the second seal of heaven and earth, and the third seal of heaven. A hint of shock appeared in Feng Xuan's eyes at this time.

After carefully studying the waning moon recipe given to him by Yang Bai in the past few days, Feng Xuan actually found that this waning moon recipe was extremely similar to the third blood moon seal of the two seals of heaven and earth. It can be said that it has simplified a lot of broken blood moon seals, but the power of the two is naturally not at the same level, and the real blood moon seals are terrifying, and it is rumored that once it is used, it is not a problem to overturn and destroy a continent.

This waning moon technique is naturally not so powerful, not even one-tenth of its power, but it is just right for the current Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan slapped his palm forward, and suddenly saw a small cracked blood moon appear in mid-air, as soon as this blood moon appeared, he saw waves of strong destruction emanating from this crack in an instant. The blood light instantly covered the entire crack. Suppress all those white rays.

With a slight flick, the blood moon was bounced off by Feng Xuan and hit the stone wall in the crack.

"Boom!"

The ground shook and the mountains shook, the rumbling sound kept ringing, and the dust scattered. Outside. The mountain peaks exploded all the way down from the middle area. The roar around me was incessant, and after a while, when all the sound and dust had dissipated. There was only a small hill left in that place, and the hill was surrounded by large and small gravel.

Feng Xuan's figure flashed out of mid-air, he looked at the small hill, his face showed a look of satisfaction, he had just left, returned to the Sanyang Sect, suddenly his expression moved, looked at the east direction of his standing position, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he closed his eyes slightly, and the soul power spread out from his body rapidly, and spread away towards the surrounding waves.

In just a moment, Feng Xuan opened his eyes, and a dodge with a not very good-looking face used all his strength to go towards the east, and disappeared in a few flashes.

In another unfamiliar area, there is also a large area of emerald green forest trees rising from the ground, but at this time, this forest, on it, is a mess, countless tall trees have fallen to the ground, and even the ground has deep cracks, thick dust continues to rise towards the sky.

And above this messy forest, there are two figures standing quietly in the air, one of the two figures is a girl with a beautiful face, this girl's eyes are always ancient, there is an elegant breath emanating from her, the whole person is like a dark lotus, this girl is one of the strongest Tianjiao Ning Xinlian, and also one of the three beauties of the Sanyang Sect.

The other person was covered in blood-colored robes, and he couldn't tell how old he was, and he didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, but he only saw a pair of cold and ruthless eyes exposed, and an extremely bloody breath came from this blood-robed person, and the smell of blood was unimaginably strong, even if he had just come out of the blood pool, it was not so strong.

It seems that these bloody smells can only be revealed in a person after a long period of accumulation, and this kind of person is usually stained with countless blood on his hands, and it takes thousands of people to have such a thick and incomparably bloody smell.

The two sides were holding each other slightly, and there was a little bit of blood on Ning Xinlian's delicate body, staining the snow-white clothes on her body red, but these Ning Xinlian didn't pay attention to the slightest, she just held the Qingfeng sword in her hand tightly, and stared at the blood-colored robe with a wary face.

Neither of them came out with any words, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressed, as if they were aware of the situation here, there was not the slightest sound of beast roar within a radius of thousands of feet, not even a trace of breeze, and the silence made people feel a little panicked.

"Whew!"

Soon after, someone finally moved, and the blood-robed man's body suddenly disappeared without any warning.

As the figure of the man completely disappeared, Ning Xinlian held the Qingfeng small sword in her hand and stabbed fiercely towards her right side.

"Ding!"

An extremely pale palm suddenly appeared from nowhere, and with one finger, it flicked on the Qingfeng small sword, and the huge concussion directly caused Ning Xinlian's body to retreat a few feet away.

The pale palm melted into the void and slowly dissipated, and at the end, behind Ning Xinlian, one palm carried an amazing palm wind, and slapped it towards her with a fluttering palm.

In a hurry, Ning Xinlian could only block the small sword in her hand horizontally behind her to resist this fluttering palm.

The palm seemed to be light and fluttering, but its speed was extremely fast, and it instantly slapped on the Qingfeng small sword behind Ning Xinlian.

"Bell!"

A sound of gold and iron crashing sounded, and Ning Xinlian was shocked by the huge palm force on her palm, and a touch of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth in mid-air, which looked shocking.

The blood-colored robed man slowly walked out of the void, he put his hands behind his back, and glanced at Ning Xinlian with an indifferent look, he didn't use all his strength from beginning to end, it can be seen that his true strength is probably extremely strong, otherwise it would be impossible to hurt Ning Xinlian, who was cultivating in the Xuanyang Realm, so easily.

Ning Xinlian looked at the blood-robed person, her eyes showed a solemn meaning, and then she spurted out a trace of bright red blood and entered the Qingfeng small sword in her hand, and suddenly the color of the Qingfeng small sword turned ice blue, exuding a burst of endless sharpness that made people's skin cold.

Ning Xinlian held this ice blue sword in her hand, and then slashed towards the blood-robed man with a single sword. (To be continued......)