Chapter 52: Three Fingers

"Senior Feng, why are you here?"

The Great Elder of the Tiger Clan, Jin Yan, recognized this Peng Clan's Transformation God Stage Elder and was taken aback, could it be that the Tiger Clan was really going to be extinct this time?

"Noise, shut up!"

Elder Feng didn't look at him at all, there was only the arrogant Li Xu in his eyes, and at this time, the other party took out a folding fan and shook it gently, not looking like he was facing a life and death crisis at all.

Seeing this Peng clan elder staring at himself, Li Xu folded his fan, tapped his palm, shook his head and smiled:

"What's the matter, hit the small one, come to the old one? It's not enough, I said it's not enough. ”

The heavenly bone has become practiced, and I still want to find a tribulation period to try my hand, a small transformation period, or a clone, it's really not enough!

Looking forward to it, looking at the world, although there is only a Jindan stage of cultivation, anyone can feel the momentum of the king in the world.

Feng Zhong was also taken away by his momentum for a while, and only after Shao Qian came back to his senses, he carefully probed it with his divine thoughts, and confirmed that it was a Jindan period monk.

"Hmph, Huangkou Xiaoer, you can bluff others, and you still want to bluff the old man, I want to see where you have the confidence to talk here!"

"Don't believe it, the last one who didn't believe it has turned into ashes, do you want to try it?"

Li Xu smiled lightly, revealing a few white teeth, this harmless smile of humans and animals with that cruel method made people feel even more terrifying.

Although Li Xu had killed the Yuanying Monk with one finger before, Feng Zhong was confident that he could do it by using secret techniques, and some Jindan Monks could also do it with the Ancestral Treasure, so it didn't have much deterrent effect on him.

As for the rest of the demon clan cultivators, when they saw Elder Feng appear, their morale immediately soared.

"When Senior Feng was still in the Yuan Infant Stage, he had challenged countless Elder Transformation Stage, and this time the other party would definitely turn into ashes. ”

"Yes, that kid must have relied on the secret treasure just now, but he didn't know that those things were ineffective against the Transformation Period, so let's see how he dies this time!"

"Ants are ants after all, as soon as Elder Feng makes a move, this ant will show its original form. ”

Even the Tiger Clan's side had already panicked, and the Divine Transformation Stage Cultivator was a figure who cultivated like the Ancestor.

"This junior suffered this calamity for my tiger clan, if we avoid this calamity, we should pay tribute to him. ”

"In the face of the cultivators of the Transformation Period, you dare to be so angry, it's worth dying!"

There were all kinds of voices in the crowd, and all the demon clan monks who came to intercept them were waiting for Senior Feng to crush the bones of this Jindan monk and avenge Elder Long.

Feng Zhong no longer hesitated, a god transformation stage elder and a Jindan stage monk talked nonsense, and when other monks in the same realm saw it, wouldn't they laugh off their big teeth.

Immediately, his demeanor was correct, his embroidered robe bulged up like a giant dragon, and the aura around him gathered on his body, shining with spiritual light, like a god.

No matter how Feng Zhong looked down on Li Xu, once he made a move, no matter what his opponent was, he always went all out, even at the expense of pressing the bottom of the box.

Because of this, he was able to continue to transcend the world in this bloody Northern Wasteland, and became a big man second only to the Tribulation Period.

Although there was a Jindan monk on the other side, Feng Zhong was still concentrating and calm, and as soon as his mind moved, two evil whirlwinds rolled out from the sleeves of his robe, and swept towards Li Xu with a murderous aura, which was the yin and yang evil qi that he had painstakingly condensed.

At this time, I saw Elder Feng's sleeves bulging and flying over continuously, and under his spell command, the two whirlwind dragons were like living creatures.

The long dragon composed of yin and yang evil qi intersected and entangled with each other, forming a huge wind drill at the head, rushing forward like an earth-shattering one, and the target of the drill bit was Li Xu.

Cracks in the space continue to appear around the wind drill, and even the space can be cut, which is close to the law.

In the face of this long dragon of evil qi that covered the sky and brought up a monstrous storm, Li Xu smiled, and his complexion never changed.

Seeing that this wind drill was in front of him, the monks around him were all frightened by the spatial crack and retreated one after another, but Li Xu stretched out a finger again:

"Forbidden!"

One finger to the forbidden sky, the wind disappears!

Immediately afterwards, Li Xu stretched out another finger:

"Definitely!"

The second designated body, the law of space was lifted, and the elder wind clock of the god transformation period was directly imprisoned in the air!

Then the third finger:

"Extinguish!"

A heavenly thunder suddenly came, and the elder Feng Zhong of the Dapeng clan, who had already been imprisoned, didn't even have time to shout, and was directly beaten and destroyed!

Approaching the law, compared with the real law, the gap is too big, less than the tribulation period, there is no spiritual treasure, and in the face of the law, there is only a dead end.

All this happened so quickly that the battle was over before the monks who intercepted could finish their words of complimenting Elder Feng.

An elder in the Transformation Stage was wiped out with only three fingers.

All the monks were silent, especially the monks who intercepted them, there was a dead silence!

A Great Elder of the Transformation Stage didn't have the slightest power to fight back, how could they, the Infant Stage cultivators, dare to speak, and they were silent one by one.

"Why? Don't want to get out of the way?"

Li Xu shook the folding fan and asked with a smile.

This kind of murderer, who dares to block his way, Lang Youlun gave an order, and all the intercepting monks flashed on both sides.

Jin Jiao'er was already confused at this time, Jin Yan immediately commanded everyone to get on the cloud boat, and respectfully asked Li Xu to walk in front, and then accelerated towards the Northeast Wanxian Mountain.

After a long time, Lang Youlun and a group of monks came to their senses, looked at each other, no one spoke, and everyone tacitly took a boat to Jinshan.

Inside the cloud boat, the Great Elder Jin Yanan paused everything, came to Li Xu's cabin door, and said in a low voice:

"The Great Elder of the Tiger Clan, Jin Yan, asked to see him. ”

A brisk reply, "Come in." ”

Jin Yan walked into the cabin and found that Li Xu was drinking spiritual tea, the tea leaves were coarse, and it was not a good tea at first glance.

"Mr. Xu likes to drink tea, I have a special product in Baixian Mountain, Yunjian Spiritual Tea, which is produced in the spiritual veins of the mountain, full of spiritual power, and should be presented to Mr. this time. ”

"Hehe, of course I like good tea, but sometimes I prefer to drink some coarse tea, only in this way can I drink the taste of tea. ”

Li Xu named Xu Li this time, everyone didn't care, this time the three fingers extinguished a god stage, everyone found out that they didn't even know his name, and they were ridiculed by the ram.

immediately gave Jin Yan a cup, Jin Yan saw that it was not good to refuse, so he picked it up and drank it, it was really a very ordinary tea, he had probably never drunk such a bad tea in his life.

Seeing Jin Yan forcibly drinking, Li Xu smiled, everyone has a different path and different feelings, of course, the feelings are different.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"Mr. Xu, I don't know what I need to go to my Baixian Mountain this time? ”

"Hehe, I'm just dropping by, you've been worried. Besides, even if I don't go, looking at the situation today, you can still drag it out this year?"

Jin Yan was gloomy for a while, yes, if it weren't for Li Xu today, all of his party would have to die in the hands of the other party, not to mention a great monk of the Transformation Period, even those dozen Yuan Infant Stage monks, and it is not something that his own group can deal with.

If this Mr. Xu has an idea about Wanxian Mountain, wouldn't it be better to borrow the other party's hand today, why save himself.

Although this truth has been figured out a long time ago, after Li Xu said it again, Jin Yan immediately said:

"Thank you Mr. Xu for saving your life, when you return to Wanxian Mountain, my ancestor is grateful in person!"

"Hehe, you're welcome, it's just a gesture. ”

The two of them chatted for a while, Jin Yan said goodbye, and Wanxian Mountain was already ahead.