Chapter 67: Crisis!
Four figures, three men and one woman, all shrouded in a strong evil aura, stepped on the void and stared coldly at the rock wall in front of them.
These four people are naturally the four major disciples of the Purple Ning Dao people, and after listening to the advice of the senior brother, Ao Yan immediately took out his evil demon bead, and successfully sensed the evil demon bead of the wind evil, and rushed towards this place quickly.
Wu Mo, who was covered in both evil qi and evil qi, stared at the brown rock wall in front of him, and said, "Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother Feng's Evil Demon Bead is here." β
Ao Yan, who was holding the demon bead in his hand, nodded and responded, "That's right, this is here, just inside the rock wall in front of you." β
When Wu Mo heard this, the evil qi on his body suddenly became even stronger, and even covered up the evil qi, Wu Mo clenched his right fist, and the fist was full of oozing blood, breaking through the air and bombarding the rock wall!
With the huge explosion sound, a deep pit was directly blasted out of the middle of the mountainside, and at the same time, the original rock wall had also disappeared, revealing a cave, at this time, in front of the cave entrance, Ling Feng, who had an ugly face, was staring at the four Wu Mo in front of him.
On the other hand, Wu Mo saw that the mountain wall was broken, but a hole was exposed, and there was a child standing next to the cave who looked to be only ** years old, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked Xiang Aoyan: "Second senior brother, this"
Before Wu Mo could finish speaking, Ao Yan preemptively said: "That's right, it's this kid, and the evil demon bead of the wind evil is on him." β
Hearing Ao Yan's answer, Wu Mo's gaze became cold again, and he was angry, he would not be soft on the other party just because he was a child, in the world of cultivating immortals, appearance and age are not important, for cultivation and strength is the last word.
"It's so small in appearance, and his cultivation has indeed reached the late stage of the transcendent realm, so he is really a genius. Yu Yao said in surprise, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
"But alas, geniuses are always prone to jealousy. The masked man said indifferently, his voice was extremely gloomy, as if this sentence had pronounced Ling Feng's death sentence.
And Ling Feng couldn't hear their conversation, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the transmission of sound, but even if he could hear it, Ling Feng didn't have the heart to listen, at this time, his face was gloomy as water, staring at the four people in front of him, everyone's cultivation was higher than the purple-clothed young man he met today, Ling Feng could judge that the cultivation of the bewitching woman and the fierce strong man should be in the middle of the Dao realm, and the cultivation of the middle-aged man in black and the man with the grimace mask was still above these two people, and he didn't know whether it was the late stage or the peak stage of cultivation, and these four people all had one thing in common, that is, they all exuded a strong evil aura on their bodies, Ling Feng knew, these people are probably the fellow brothers of the purple-clothed young man, the only thing that can make Ling Feng feel a little at ease is that the mysterious master of the other party doesn't seem to come.
This can be said to be the biggest calamity since Ling Feng stepped into the Immortal Cultivation Realm, even if Ling Feng has now awakened the power of chaos and obtained a new magic weapon, but it is still far from enough to deal with the four people in front of him, these four people, each of them is far more powerful than ordinary monks of the same realm, Ling Feng estimates that the probability of successfully escaping is no more than two percent, not to mention that it is impossible to kill all the other party, unless his own cultivation is also into the Dao realm, in that case, Ling Feng has the confidence to let all of them be buried under chaos, but the reality is cruel, he is just a minor monk in the late stage of the transcendent realmγ
However, what puzzled Ling Feng the most was why these four people were able to find him, he had already done it very hidden, even the Void Netherworld Realm cultivator could not find him so quickly, which made him puzzled.
"Senior" Ling Feng deliberately said weakly, wanting to buy a little time so that he could think of the best escape plan.
"Needless to say, dare to kill Senior Brother Feng, no matter who you are today, you will die without a place to be buried. Just as Ling Feng had just spoken, the expressionless Ao Yan directly interrupted Ling Feng's words, and without giving Ling Feng a chance, he put away the evil bead in his hand, and a dark purple flame appeared in his palm, strange and scorching.
This purple flame is somewhat similar to Han Feiyu's purple fire, but the nature is completely different, Han Feiyu is a natural purple flame spirit body, it is a spiritual fire, and Ao Yan uses it, it is obviously an evil path flame!
The purple flames, condensed in Ao Yan's hands, turned into a flame skeleton, accompanied by Ao Yan's cold face, howled and rushed towards Ling Feng.
"Drink!" Seven-colored light surged out from his body, quickly erecting a seven-colored barrier in front of Ling Feng, colliding with the flame skeleton!
The purple flame skeleton burst open in an instant, the monstrous flames filled the mountain cliff, the solid rock cracked under the scorching of the purple fire, and cold sweat also oozed from Ling Feng's forehead, the purple evil fire was too violent, not only scorching, but also with a strange corrosive power.
"Devour it for me!" Ling Feng shouted angrily, the seven-colored light bloomed, the chaotic true power surged rapidly, a stream of endless meaning flowed, the purple evil fire gradually weakened, was swallowed by the power of chaos, and finally turned into nothingness, dissipating between heaven and earth, and Ling Feng's chaotic barrier also broke and disappeared, the blow just now far exceeded the attack of the wind evil, and really brought Ling Feng a sense of crisis, and looking at the other party's calm face, it was obvious that the other party was just a temptation, and did not use all his strength at all.
"Oh? I can stop it, I deserve to be a person who can kill the wind evil, and the seven-colored true power gives me a very strange feeling, I have never seen such a real power, it seems that this kid is not an ordinary person. Ao Yan frowned slightly, feeling sorry that he couldn't kill Ling Feng with the blow just now, although that blow only used half of his strength, it could also kill the Dao Realm cultivator, and this didn't even hurt Ling Feng, which naturally made him feel very weird.
The three of Yu Yao also nodded, agreeing with what Ao Yan said, and they all felt a mysterious meaning from the seven-colored light.
At this time, Ling Feng's mind kept replaying a scene, it was a simple action of Ao Yan, putting away the evil bead, and although Ling Feng didn't know what the evil bead was, he could recognize it, because in his storage ring, there was a dark purple bead that was exactly the same as Fang Cai Ao Yan's, which he had obtained from the purple-clothed young man.
"Can you find my fellow senior brother dark purple bead in such a short period of time" Suddenly, a light erupted in Ling Feng's eyes, as if a beggar saw a million silver taels placed in front of him, he thought that the other party could track him down so quickly, it must have been some secret technique or treasure used, and when the four of them found him, the man known as Ao Yan had been holding a purple bead that was exactly the same as the one he had obtained from the purple-clothed young man, so the secret was probably on this bead.
While thinking, Ling Feng's divine sense also quietly entered the space of the storage ring, and saw the purple beads that were emitting bursts of light