Lan Feng fell into an unprecedented crisis, he felt as if his body was being gnawed by countless ants, the pain like his heart, and his soul seemed to be torn apart by a pair of big hands.

He felt like he was going crazy, and he could even feel the blood swimming in the veins all over his body, little by little flowing out of the wound, dripping into the air.

He wanted to look up to the sky and roar, maybe it would make the pain in his body lessen, but he opened his mouth but couldn't shout anything, he found that he couldn't control his body.

The three women in purple stared at it, only to see that Lan Feng's body in mid-air could be seen with the naked eye that wounds appeared one after another, covering the whole body in a moment. The wounds were deep enough to see the bones, and the blood was slowly flowing down from the wounds.

Lan Feng's face continued to distort, revealing one wound after another, blood stained his face, he opened his mouth but couldn't shout anything, pain covered his face, just endured the pain.

The three women in purple showed a trace of unbearability, as for the shadow of Zhou Liting who had just seen Lan Feng tear apart, it disappeared without a trace in their minds in an instant, leaving only shock and emotion, what made the young man so desperate to raise his cultivation.

The purple-clothed eyes were big and watery, and suddenly turned red, and the tears fell down without anger. Zhang Dongxia stretched out her little hand and hugged the purple clothes into her arms, worrying, but she couldn't watch quietly, and she couldn't do anything.

The blood map was not far from Lan Feng's body, and the sudden blood light flashed and lit up, and the blood image found some opportunity, and rushed towards Lan Feng with a shaking.

"Hiss ........."

The ancient sword of Fangzheng trembled inexplicably, and a burst of sword roars began to be sung, accompanied by a shaking, moving horizontally in the sky, blocking the way of the blood map, and the two murder weapons confronted each other murderously.

The entire mid-air suddenly rolled blood light, and the blood cloud was summoned to surge from the Nine Secluded Land, floating in the air, and the blood map continued to twist and turn into a blood-colored dragon, soaring through the clouds, revealing an incomparably huge dragon body.

"Hiss ........."

Born with the blood dragon, Fang Zheng trembled violently, the sword roared for nine days, the sword qi was fierce and martial, and then the barbarian sword path broke through the sky above the nine heavens, accompanied by the ancient sword of Fang Zheng.

The two golden and blue swords were summoned and shook and revealed on both sides of the Fangzheng Ancient Sword, and the three ancient swords ** together, constantly rotating, rose and grew in the gray smoke, and became a giant sword moving horizontally in the air.

The giant sword Fang Yicheng, the barbarian sword path shook the eight wildernesses, the sword qi was turbulent, and then a small sword in the sword mang's sword was revealed, and it swooped down on the blood-colored dragon.

"Whew........."

The blood dragon raised its head to the sky and groaned, and opened the bloody dragon's mouth, swallowed a small sword alive, swayed up, and gnawed at the giant sword.

In the entire mid-air, the blood of the blood dragon flew in the sky, the bloodthirsty killing ** appeared, and the giant sword sword qi soared through the clouds and moved, lighting up the entire sky.

The three women in purple were shocked by this killing and sword aura and retreated slightly, their faces were shocked, they felt that under the fire of these two murder weapons, the depths of their souls were uncontrollably moving, and they wanted to rush out of the gang.

"What's going on, what's going on, Lan Feng's magic weapon is tearing it up by itself. Ziyi muttered in a panic, very undecided.

Zhang Dongxia and the two daughters were also puzzled, but looking at the ferocity of this magic weapon, they felt the terrifying Lan Feng and the terrifying soul power.

At this moment, Lan Feng felt a faint soul fluctuation coming from outside the endless void, that soul was very weak as if it might be blown away by the wind at any time, but there was a strong will and spirit in his soul, and he survived tenaciously in the wind.

"Grandpa Philanthropic Demons?" muttered Lan Feng, and suddenly, he found himself regaining control of his body under this soul will.

Lan Feng meditated in the air, and the anti-heaven cultivation god decided to spin wildly under his mind, and the dantian halo emitted a dazzling gray light, turning into a vast gray mist, covering up the Nine Dragons Phantom and the Savage Sword Dao. Then it turned into a heavenly bag, trapping the Nine Dragons Phantom and the Savage Sword Dao in the bag.

The dantian halo turned the sky into a bag, trapping the Nine Dragons Phantom and the Savage Sword Dao, refining it little by little, and finally turning into the state of the dantian halo. It's just that the aura of the dantian halo has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the dantian halo implies the Nine Dragons whispering, the savage sword, and then the ancient rhyme of the anti-heaven cultivation of the God's determination method is imprinted in it, guarding the four directions and eight domains.

After the dantian halo refined the Nine Dragons True Decision, this breath swept out, and the two magic weapons that were torn in mid-air suddenly stopped, and the breath was restrained, and he walked down like a well-behaved child, which was most obvious on the blood map.

The dantian halo stared at the blood map coldly, snorted, and then shook, and disappeared into Lan Feng's eyebrows.

Lan Feng's body trembled, and the halo came out, twisting and turning around his body, and then he saw that the wounds on Lan Feng's body were healed little by little as if they were visible to the naked eye.

"Buzz ........."

As the injuries on Lan Feng's body got better little by little, the entire Cangkong Gang Wind blew in bursts, and Zhou Tian's spiritual qi turned into a whirlwind and gathered and rushed towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's body shone brightly, and his body revealed a halo of light, and the halo continued to rise and fall towards the four fields, rising little by little, and suddenly rising and flying again.

The aura gathered by Zhou Tian was pushed out, and it was pushed straight to a radius of ninety-nine meters before it stopped, and Zhou Tian's aura hung on it like flowers, smart and floating.

The three women in purple fell in mid-air and looked over here, wanting to see what Lan Feng, the bastard boy, was like, but they were happy and surprised at this time.

After half an hour like this, Lan Feng, who was sitting in the dantian halo, swiped his hands in front of his chest, and the dantian halo moved, slowly contracted back, and disappeared on Lan Feng's body after the last moment.

The blood map and the ancient sword hurriedly flew back as if they were a little flattering, and after the dantian halo, they also disappeared into Lan Feng's body.

Lan Tong's eyes moved, opened them, and looked far away, with a feeling of wandering from the Nai He Bridge and turning back again, with a sense of tiredness.

He stood up in mid-air, and appeared in front of the three women in purple clothes with big feet, looked at the three women, smiled, and smiled with a smile of gratitude.

With this lesson, next time he will be beaten to death, and Lan Feng will not do such a thing of nine deaths and a lifetime, frantically devouring and grabbing to improve his cultivation.

"You broke through. Ziyi could clearly see that Lan Feng was the existence of a Dacheng warrior, but he still couldn't help but ask.

Seeing Lan Feng nodded, Ziyi pounced on him, and there was a powder fist in his arms, and he roared in his mouth, "This is too unreasonable, this is a breakthrough, this is his grandmother's, it's too unreasonable." ”

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lan for his great progress. Zhang Dongxia and the two women said in unison.

Lan Feng looked back and smiled at the two women in response, the person was still standing and punching with purple powder, as for the matter of getting the Kowloon True Decision from Ziyi, Lan Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, feeling that saying it like this seemed very snobbish and impersonal.

"Ziyi, let's go, take back the original one, it's time to meet Ziyun Mountain. Lan Feng patted the fragrant shoulder of the purple cloth with his big hand and said softly.