Chapter 390: Old Man of Heavenly Book

Zheng Feng is the most recent figure, not only defeating the youngest generation of geniuses in the Nine Cities Alliance, but also having a ruthless record of killing the veteran god stage powerhouse Ji Wurui.

Coupled with the identity of the Luo family's son-in-law, he was known as the youngest first-day talent in the Yunmeng Continent at this time, but he didn't expect to be beaten by Yang Qingxuan, the holy son of Wujimen, and there was no room to fight back.

Kongkongyu couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, if Yang Qingxuan won, if the other party asked for all the treasures, what should he do?

glanced at the Black Mountain Monarch, who was still breaking the formation, and saw streams of light flying out of the Black Mountain Monarch's hand, and runes continued to flash around the white jade statue.

"The so-called first day is nothing more than that. Yang Qingxuan felt Zheng Feng's breath, which was slowly weakening, and suddenly smiled with some disdain.

The Breeze Yuan Shen once again mobilized the power of the law, and the tornado storm became even more violent and violent, roaring like a wind dragon in the sky.

The tornado quickly contracted towards the center, and the roaring wind dragon also entrenched itself and swooped down towards Zheng Feng.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering roar exploded between heaven and earth, and the huge tornado storm instantly condensed into a mass and exploded with terrifying might.

The space became distorted, as if it had been stirred up, and a terrifying storm of energy gushed out.

"Broken!"

Next to the white jade statue, Black Mountain Jun suddenly let out a loud shout, and one by one the golden runes exploded violently.

Accompanied by the array flags planted all around, streamers burst out one after another at this time, and they were arranged mysteriously.

The white holy light covered by the surface of the sculpture flickered on and off at this time, and with the explosion of Black Mountain Jun, it was instantly shattered.

With the destruction of the core of the formation, the entire Nine Heavens Annihilation Great Array stopped functioning, and I saw the dots of white holy light, all converging towards the light cocoon suspended in mid-air.

The huge white light cocoon, like a dazzling sun, became more dazzling as the dots of holy light merged, and the aura conceived inside was also rapidly increasing.

Yang Qingxuan saw that Black Mountain Jun had successfully cracked the formation, his face showed a hint of joy, and he just turned around and was about to collect the treasure.

Click!

A crisp footstep suddenly exploded in his ears, Yang Qingxuan turned his head violently, his pupils contracted violently, and his face was full of incredulity.

"How is that possible? You...... Unscathed?" Yang Qingxuan's fingers trembled slightly, pointing at Zheng Feng who came out of the energy storm, and shouted in surprise.

He had just used all his strength, the power of psychedelia plus the power of the hurricane, if it was him, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But with this person in front of him, Yang Qingxuan could clearly sense the majestic and rich vitality on Zheng Feng's body, and the terrifying momentum like an abyss.

"Your strength is really good, you are qualified to let me go all out, let me see how strong I am!" Zheng Feng's eyes were full of fighting intent.

The clothes on his upper body were all shattered in the explosion just now, revealing strong and explosive muscles.

The skin all over his body turned copper, and as soon as Zheng Feng sensed the dangerous aura, he cast the Spirit Soldier Ten Thousand Tricks to integrate the red copper flying squirrel into his body.

The violent energy storm, under Zheng Feng's innate Dao body's powerful recovery power and terrifying regeneration talent, under the combination, almost nothing could completely kill him.

Shrinking into inches, Zheng Feng only took one step, but his figure instantly appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan, and then simply punched out.

Where the fist passed, the void was like the surface of water, rippling in bursts, and a whirlpool phantom slowly emerged from the palm of his hand.

Yang Qingxuan looked at Zheng Feng's punch, which seemed to be very slow, plain, and seemed to be able to dodge at will.

It seemed that there was no threat to the punch, but Yang Qingxuan had a huge threat in his heart, if he was hit, he would die!

The power of the law of the wind system was running around him, and whirlwinds swirled under his feet, and Yang Qingxuan suddenly found that he couldn't understand the pain.

On Zheng Feng's fist, a whirlpool phantom appeared, and a huge pulling force kept coming from there, making him unable to move at all.

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, as if a mountain was pressing from overhead, the terrifying momentum became stronger and stronger.

Yang Qingxuan, as the contemporary saint son of Wujimen, stands out from countless people, and can be described as the dragon among people and the pride of the sky.

At this time, a strong will to survive erupted in his eyes, and the power of psychedelia spread out like ripples, all enveloping Zheng Feng's body.

Endless illusions, in front of Zheng Feng's eyes, are changing rapidly, as long as he falls into one of the illusions, he will completely go into it, and he can't extricate himself.

Yang Qingxuan saw Zheng Feng's fist, which was still a finger away from the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly stopped, knowing that his illusion had succeeded.

"No!"

In the next breath, Yang Qingxuan saw a hint of a playful smile on the corner of Zheng Feng's mouth, and immediately let out a frightened scream.

Burst!

Like a watermelon being blown up, the red and white things splashed away, and with the devouring of the annihilation vortex, Yang Qingxuan's hurricane spirit completely disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan's body retreated quickly, his face became pale on one side, and the psychedelic primordial god on the other side also spurted out a mouthful of blood at this time, and he had received a heavy blow just now.

Zheng Feng's divine soul power had already reached the realm of the early stage of merging, and it could be described as indestructible, how could he be confused by Yang Qingxuan's illusion.

"Don't!"

Zheng Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared next to the psychedelic primordial god again, and another light punch blasted out, accompanied by Yang Qingxuan's screams again, and the psychedelic primordial god was also annihilated.

"It's so weak, I thought you could surprise me. Zheng Feng looked up at Yang Qingxuan, who had retreated to the edge of the silver platter, with a very disappointed look on his face.

"This madman!" Yang Qingxuan scolded secretly in his heart, his face became bloodless, and the two great primordial gods were destroyed one after another, and the body naturally received heavy damage.

"I throw in the towel!" he said, bowing his head bitterly.

"It's okay to throw in the towel, but you'll have to do something for me. Zheng Feng said with a smile.

Zheng Feng didn't want to kill Yang Qingxuan, the two had no grudges, and the other party couldn't threaten him, killing the other party would not do him any good.

And in the memory of his previous life, Wujimen made a great contribution to the fight against the demon clan.

The old man Tianshu, the master of Wuji Gate, is an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, and it is rumored that his strength is extremely terrifying.

In his previous life, the Blue Emperor had not yet recovered to his peak strength, and when he first retreated, he was stopped by this old man of Tianshu.

It is rumored that the old man of Tianshu is the strongest person in the human race who has the most hope of breaking through to the Mahayana period, but he didn't expect that after this shot, he would sit down because of the exhaustion of longevity.