The firebird phantom in the void became more and more condensed, hovering and flying behind Xie Lingtian, emitting a clear chirping sound.

The ancient martial artist stared at the changes in the void, and did not dare to underestimate Xie Ling Tian anymore, condensing the essence and blood energy with all his strength, and poured it into the pitch-black ancient spear in his hand.

A dark red halo flowed, and a strong evil aura spread all over the ancient martial artist's body, he pointed his spear at Xie Lingtian in the void, and shouted coldly: "I want to see if you can fight me head-on!"

As soon as he stepped out, a huge crack was created in the path of bones under his feet, stretching into the distance.

The bloody aura emanating from its body was extremely strong, and its figure was gradually hidden in it.

"Suzaku Fish!"

With Xie Lingtian's loud shout, a huge meteorite with a radius of thirty zhang fell abruptly, and its whole body was as red as a red-hot soldering iron.

The ancient warrior instinctively planned to dodge with swiftness, but he was surprised to find that the void around him was sealed by a powerful flame light curtain.

There is nowhere to escape, so there is only a head-on fight!

"Spear of Shattering Heaven!"

The ancient warrior roared hoarsely, like a thunderbolt in the flat ground, raised the pitch-black ancient spear with both hands, and struggled to go up here, protecting the vital points around him with a bloody aura.

Lin Feng and his teammates only saw that the huge crimson meteorite smashed to the ground at once, and the ancient martial artist was also hit, and the whole place sank by two feet.

In an instant, the bones on the bone road splashed, and the blazing flames spread out.

"That guy has been hit, it should be over!" Li Zhou said with a long sigh.

"Boom~"

The huge meteorite was shaken by a strong energy and suddenly cracked, and the smoke was dispersed by the energy fluctuations.

But in the place where the meteorite had been smashed, there stood a burly figure, holding a pitch-black ancient spear in both hands, standing still like a mountain.

His skin was as blue as a stone, which was what he himself called the body of the Magic Mountain.

"He hasn't been stoned to death yet?" Lin Feng was extremely surprised in his heart, "Could it be that in ancient times, the prevailing body refining method was so powerful, Xie Lingtian was a peerless master of the Transformation Realm, and he used all his strength to use the Vermilion Bird Trick, but he couldn't kill him." ”

The other monks present looked at each other in astonishment when they saw this.

"Amitabha, this is not what it used to be, there is really something extraordinary in the ancient cultivation world, so let the old man come to understand the trick!"

He has never liked to fight, nor does he take the initiative to use the technique of attack, but now that the situation is critical, seeing that Xie Lingtian can't take this guy, he can only stand up.

"Master Zhenyi doesn't need to worry, look at this guy!" Xie Lingtian levitated in the void and pointed at the ancient martial artist.

Looking around, he saw that the corners of the ancient warrior's mouth were overflowing with blood, his expression was a little pale, and his body was a little trembling with knotted muscles and bulging muscles.

"Vermilion Bird is one of the twelve peerless schools of my Jiuding Sect, even the Transformation Realm cultivator can't resist hard, if you are lucky enough to suffer and not die, then I will not be able to use the remaining spiritual power, and I will use it again, and send you on the road!" Xie Lingtian was already carried away by the battle intent, he didn't care how serious his injuries were, he drummed up the spiritual power in his body, and the magic technique in his hand changed again.

The ancient warrior was smashed by a huge red meteorite just now, and he had already been injured at all, and it was rare that he didn't die, and he could barely move.

He looked at the illusory shadow of the firebird behind Xie Lingtian becoming more and more condensed, and knew that the next moment, the firebird would turn into a huge meteorite and fall down, and he couldn't help but sigh: "My life is over, you really have some ability." ”

Xie Lingtian looked at him with a sneer, although he was usually chic and uninhibited, he did what he wanted, and he was not a hypocritical and good-looking person, but today he was extremely embarrassed by the ancient martial artist, how could he swallow this breath?

"Can Elder Xie stop, God has the virtue of a good life, he is an ancient martial artist, and it is rare to wake up from his deep sleep. "Master Shinichi's compassionate way.

"Such a demon, how can you spare his life? If we are all defeated by him, then he will be merciful and spare us?" Elder Xie Lingtian said loudly, he had made up his mind, and no one could dissuade him.

"Suzaku ......"

Xie Lingtian let out a loud shout, and with the sound of the phoenix roaring into the sky, the firebird phantom roared down, suddenly turning into a huge red meteorite, and smashed on the ancient martial artist again.

"Hmph, no matter how amazing your ancient martial arts skills are, in the face of absolute strength, you can't do anything. Xie Lingtian flew down, flipped over and took out a brand-new snow-white robe from the storage bag to change into, and used a clothes cleansing spirit talisman to clean up his body, and immediately returned to his usual elegant and elegant demeanor.

Lin Feng and his teammates can be regarded as seeing Elder Xie's angry side today, and he can be regarded as a battle maniac, no matter how strong the enemy's momentum is, he will not give in and admit defeat.

A moment later, the red rays on the huge meteorite retreated, and a firebird phantom flew out of it, circling and dancing into Xie Lingtian's eyebrows, and the natal beast soul had already retracted.

"Lin Feng, you can smash this meteorite and see what the situation is below?" Xie Lingtian was already exhausted, and stood with his sword.

So, Lin Feng walked to the side of the meteorite, surging his majestic qi wrapped his right fist, and smashed it violently, and the blue light of the fist sank into the meteorite.

Then Lin Feng closed his fist and stood up, and in the next moment, a gap appeared in the huge meteorite, and then cracked into many gravels.

The teammates didn't have time to admire Lin Feng's ferocity of fists, but instead fixed their eyes on the deep land, the blood stained the ground red, and it was so tragic that it was unbearable to look at directly.

Because that arrogant ancient warrior has been bombarded by the meteorite summoned by the "Vermilion Bird Tree" trick for the second time, and turned into powder. Although his Demon Mountain Body is strong, when the pressure it is under is strong enough to reach a certain level, it will break through its defenses and completely crush it from the inside out.

People die like lights going out, and the ancient warrior who was not immortal just now was summoned by Xie Lingtian to bombard him with the Jiuding Sect's peerless "Vermilion Bird", which was broken by force.

However, Lin Feng felt that Xie Lingtian's victory was not decent, after all, that ancient martial artist's cultivation was in the late stage of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill realm, which could be called a half-step transformation realm. fought to the death with the high-flying Transfiguration Realm monks, although he was defeated, he still had the upper hand in the early stage.

It can be said that the ancient martial artist represents a majestic provocation by a Blood Condensation Realm cultivator to a peerless powerhouse of the Transformation Realm, and an inexplicable sympathy rose in Lin Feng's heart.

This kind of mood is not the kind of compassion of Master Shinichi, but a kind of sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox. Lin Feng remembered that when he was by the glacier outside the Medicine King Valley, if it wasn't for the rescue of the Medicine Ghost Monk, he would have died under the clutches of the Snake Demon Cave Master.

At the beginning, in front of the peerless powerhouse of the Transfiguration Realm, Lin Feng felt a huge gap, like the difference between cloud and mud.

"It seems that cultivating the ancient martial arts to a high level, combined with the strong body, can also compete with the transformation realm monks!" Lin Feng felt that his Wu clan's golden body would not be worse than the ancient martial artist's demon mountain body, and he expected to raise his cultivation to the realm of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill, so he could try to compete with the Transformation Realm monk.