In the sky, Ao Yan, Yu Yao, and Wu Mo were surrounded, standing in front, back, and above Ling Feng, and powerful true power fluctuations escaped in the air, trying to force Ling Feng into a desperate situation.

Ling Feng was wrapped in the chaotic light at this time, his clothes were in tatters, and there were many burns on his body, but these burns were trivial, Ling Feng's physical body was even better than that of the Entering Dao Realm cultivators, these injuries were just minor flesh wounds to him, what really bothered him was how to escape from the encirclement of these three people.

After the confrontation just now, Ling Feng also had a general understanding of the strength of these three people, although the realm of the bewitching woman Yu Yao and the strong man Wu Mo was in the middle stage of the Dao realm, but the combat power was not much higher than that of the purple-clothed young man Feng Evil, of course, these two people had not used the magic weapon, but even if they used it, the combat power should be a little higher than that Feng Evil, if there was no middle-aged man in black, Ao Yan, even if Ling Feng fought these two alone, he would not be afraid of anything, what really threatened Ling Feng was that Ao Yan.

This Ao Yan's realm was a whole realm higher than Ling Feng's, reaching the late stage of the Dao Realm, and his combat power was much stronger than the combined forces of Yuyao and Wu Mo, and moreover, this was still when he didn't use the magic weapon, so it was he who really threatened Ling Feng.

His purple flame is very similar to the purple flame of Han Feiyu, the senior brother of Tianyin Guan, from the outside, but the nature is completely different, the purple flame used by this Ao Yan is a pure evil fire, not only has a scorching high temperature, but also has a trace of weird erosive power, this power even breaks through the devouring power of chaos, injuring himself, very weird, even defending is a problem.

Now, the three of them teamed up to target themselves as a junior monk in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm, if they looked at it from the eyes of others, they would definitely have no way to live, even Ling Feng himself was a little lacking in confidence, but until the last moment, Ling Feng would never give up, giving up now would be tantamount to leaving behind the last glimmer of hope.

"In that case, come on. "Ling Feng's eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of fighting intent, if you want my life, if you have the ability, you can take it yourself!

I saw that the aura mirror under Ling Feng's feet instantly shrunk and turned into a small mirror the size of a palm, but the black knife in Ling Feng's hand suddenly became larger, turning into a big knife that was three zhang long, replacing the original position of the aura mirror and supporting Ling Feng's flight.

In terms of power, the aura mirror is definitely higher than this black knife, you know, the aura mirror is made of the most precious unicorn and golden crystal rock of the golden horn lion beast as the main material smelting, and after more than 30 years of sacrifice by his grandfather, the power is close to the magic weapon of the empty underworld, usually Ling Feng has always used it as a hole card, now that they have fallen into such a desperate situation, Ling Feng naturally can't hide it anymore, and really use all his strength!

Ao Yan in the sky above couldn't help frowning when he saw Ling Feng holding the spiritual light mirror in his hand, he also knew the extraordinaryness of this magic weapon, and he gave Yuyao and Wu Mo a look at them at the moment, and both of them also understood it, and at that moment the real power was surging, ready to attack at any time.

And Ling Feng naturally noticed the actions of the three of them, he would not let these three people take the lead, the first strike was strong, and the second attack was harmed, the moment before the three of them were ready to attack, Ling Feng controlled the black knife, holding the spiritual light mirror and rushing towards Yu Yao.

The reason why he chose Yu Yao was because Ling Feng subconsciously compared the strength of these three people, Ao Yan's strength naturally needless to say, breaking through from him is definitely looking for death, and Wu Mo's strength is not weak, and his body is strong, as for this Yu Yao, he also made a move in the battle just now, so Ling Feng didn't know much about her strength, but Ling Feng's intuition told him that this Yu Yao should be the weakest of the three, and the possibility of breaking through from her was naturally the highest.

On the other hand, Yu Yao, seeing Ling Feng rushing towards her, her heart was also tight, in fact, Ling Feng's guess was not wrong, she was indeed the weakest of the three, and she was equivalent to Feng Evil, she was really a little scared when she saw Ling Feng's performance just now, she asked herself, if she was surrounded and killed by the second senior brother and the third senior brother, I am afraid that she would not last long, but this Ling Feng was only slightly injured, if she fought alone, I am afraid she would have been killed a long time ago, and now when she saw Ling Feng, she wanted him to kill directly, and she also shed a cold sweat, and immediately took out a pair of bells directly from the storage ring。

This bell is delicate and small, black throughout, and has a strange pattern engraved on it, as well as the fluctuation of true power, there is no doubt that this bell is also a magic weapon.

Yu Yao's mouth was full of thoughts, and at the same time, he kept shaking the bell in his hand, a strange sound wave permeated, making Ling Feng frown, and the next moment, Ling Feng only felt as if his mind was pierced by a sharp sword, and the severe pain made Ling Feng feel that his head was about to explode!

"This ...... What's going on?" Ling Feng was furious in his heart, this strange sound wave was unguardable, as long as he heard it, he would be attacked, or an attack on the soul, it was even more terrifying and weird than an ordinary attack.

However, Ling Feng is not an ordinary monk, his body, including his soul, has been transformed by the power of chaos, and has been cast into a chaotic body, just now it was just because he was caught off guard and was secretly calculated, now that Ling Feng is prepared, it is not so easy for this Yu Yao to succeed.

Breaking free from the pain, Ling Feng looked up at the pair of bells in Yu Yao's hands, judging from their strange attack methods and appearance, they should be the famous soul bells in the evil magic weapon!

And looking at Yu Yao, her delicate face at this time showed a look of surprise, she couldn't believe that a monk in the transcendent realm could resist the attack of her soul bell, you know, this soul bell is a magic weapon specifically for the soul, it is more weird than an ordinary magic weapon, originally she thought that after being attacked by this soul bell, this Ling Feng would lose his combat power even if he didn't die, but she didn't expect it to just make him suffer a little, and he recovered in an instant, which made Yu Yao shocked and angry.

However, although it was only for a moment, it also bought time for Yu Yao more or less, at this time, behind Ling Feng, Wu Mo, who was full of evil energy, was rushing towards Ling Feng, and before the person arrived, the heavy smell of blood came to his face, making Ling Feng feel a little uncomfortable, he also knew that this Wu Mo was more difficult to deal with than Yu Yao, so he immediately turned his body to the rear, ready to resist Wu Mo's attack.

Wu Mo's face was expressionless, and he didn't have any superfluous words, he just silently raised his right fist, and the blood-colored light enveloped his right hand and blasted towards Ling Feng.

The aura mirror in Ling Feng's hand became larger again, turning into the size of a human body, standing in front of Ling Feng, and the next moment, Wu Mo's fist came, slamming the aura mirror.

The mirror surface of the spiritual light mirror rippled for a while, but it was still not broken after all, and at the same time, Ling Feng also took the power of chaos and bombarded Wu Mo's chest with a punch.

Seeing Ling Feng's fist blasting towards him, Wu Mo didn't care, what he cultivated was the body refining technique, his physical body was comparable to a demon beast, far superior to a monk of the same level, naturally he wouldn't care about the fist of a late-stage cultivator of the Transcendent Realm, but it just condensed into a faint layer of true power shield, enveloping himself, and quietly watching Ling Feng's fist blast coming.

And the moment Ling Feng's fist bombarded his body, Wu Mo's face changed, the True Force shield broke instantly, and it didn't even play a role in hindering it, and the incomparably dazzling fist shadow rendered by the seven-colored light directly bombarded Wu Mo's chest.

"Poof. Wu Mo spat out a large stream of blood from his mouth, and his body retreated violently, and he was directly hit a hundred meters away.

Seeing Wu Mo being repelled by himself, Ling Feng sneered in his heart, it was not that Wu Mo was stupid, if he was replaced by another transcendent realm cultivator, even if he cultivated the body refining technique, it would be impossible to beat Wu Mo who had entered the Dao realm to vomit blood, but Ling Feng really couldn't use common sense, this was also thanks to Wu Mo's strong body, if he was changed to another Dao realm cultivator, I am afraid that this punch would be directly pierced through the chest and died.

Right now, Wu Mo was injured, this great opportunity Ling Feng naturally couldn't miss it, a brilliant golden light emanated from the spiritual light mirror, like a small sun, it was particularly conspicuous in this night sky, a golden pillar of light nearly a zhang wide erupted from the spiritual light mirror, as fast as the speed of light, if it was hit, no matter how tough Wu Mo's body was, it would be impossible to survive.

But at this moment, a purple curtain of fire fell from the sky, like a waterfall of flames, descending in front of Wu Mo, the golden pillar of light failed to hit Wu Mo, and was completely blocked by this flame canopy, although the flames were also dispersed, but the energy of this blow had also been consumed, and the golden pillar of light also dissipated.

Ling Feng couldn't help but pause, looked up and looked up, only to see Ao Yan holding the evil fire in his hand, his gaze was cold and faint, looking at Ling Feng with a downward gaze.