If the thirteen powerhouses of the outer sect are like thirteen towering giant mountains, then He Qingfeng at this moment is the sharp sword blade that smashes the green mountains!

With the rolling black clouds in front of him, He Qingfeng walked alone, his robe dancing wildly, unstoppable!

Seeing this scene, Luoyang, who was far away on the mountainside of the outer gate, suddenly gasped, and his expression was full of shock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This is the real monk!" He Qingfeng didn't have many words, but it was these few numbers that fell on Luoyang's ears like thunder, sweeping a storm in his heart.

His heart was thumping, and the previous despair and retreat caused by the thirteen foundation building monks suddenly dissipated!

He stopped and looked into the distance, staring at He Qingfeng who was walking towards the black clouds in mid-air, his eyes were full of longing, and his heart seemed to be full of enthusiasm, and there was no longer a little dazed!

This is the demeanor of a monk!

This is what a monk looks like!

Luoyang's eyes gradually brightened, and his heart suddenly brightened, as if he understood something, but he couldn't speak.

Following his line of sight, he saw that at the edge of the black cloud, He Qingfeng stepped in!

At the moment when He Qingfeng stepped into the black clouds, the thirteen foundation building powerhouses were moved, their expressions were solemn, and they quickly summoned their magic weapons, or dust, or long swords, or gossip plates, or feather fans...... stared at He Qingfeng who was striding over.

Few people know that He Qingfeng is the strongest cultivator among the three major sects of the Cloud Ladder, and among the many sect powerhouses, he is the one who is most likely to break through the foundation and step into the Yudan, and it is precisely because of this that the declining Spirit Gate can gain a firm foothold.

Even fewer people know that He Qingfeng ascended to the position of the palm back then, relying on a powerful and incomparable supernatural power, and a supernatural power created by himself - two sleeves of Qingfeng!

Looking at the appearance of the thirteen foundation building powerhouses at this moment, they obviously all know the existence of these two sleeves of clear breeze, and they dare not despise it at all.

"He Zhangzun, don't you still be naïve to think ...... With your own strength, can you still compete with my two major sects?" I saw that the boy in red opened his mouth coldly and shouted hoarsely.

"Can or can't, try to know!" He Qingfeng laughed, and his hands suddenly reached out.

A dazzling emerald green light suddenly appeared, blooming on He Qingfeng's sleeves, and then, a clear dragon groan suddenly came out, deafening, vaguely ...... I saw that the two loose cuffs were swimming, with teeth and claws, and they were hideous!

"Hehe, He Zhangzun's two-sleeved Qingfeng is really worthy of its name, and it has actually been cultivated into the image of the dragon vein, and it must be among the foundation building middle grade supernatural powers!"

"It's just...... He Zhangzun should know that these two sleeves of Qingfeng are no longer a secret, so he is not afraid that we have already come up with a countermeasure?" The gray-haired old woman stared at He Qingfeng's cuffs, and the fear in her eyes intensified, and she suddenly spoke.

"How to deal with it is your business, but how to do it...... It's a matter of a certain person, don't worry about Nangong Zhangzun!" He Qingfeng turned a deaf ear, his eyes waved lightly, and he waved his sleeve robe, and the two dragons roared again.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Luoyang's pupils contracted suddenly, and he couldn't see ...... There was actually a thin person wearing a black cloak, and I don't know when, he was close behind He Qingfeng!

"This breath ......" He Qingfeng seemed to be aware of it, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes.

Without waiting for He Qingfeng to turn around, he saw that the black figure slowly stretched out his hand, which was a shriveled and thin palm, and grabbed He Qingfeng's left arm at once!

"Nangong Zhangzun is really bothered, in order to deal with He Mou...... Even the Dao bones of the ancestors of the Spirit Corpse Sect were taken out!"

Who knew that He Qingfeng was indifferent, letting the black figure grab his left arm, he didn't look back, but his eyes were faint, and fell on the gray-haired old woman.

The gray-haired old woman smiled gloomily, and did not shy away from saying: "Master Xuanfeng died under the three-hundred-year life tribulation because he had no chance to marry Dan, if he knew it...... After death, he can kill a monk who is expected to build a foundation, and he will definitely smile at Jiuquan. ”

Under the black clouds and mist, the smile on the gray-haired old woman's face became more and more gloomy, and she suddenly smiled: "The realm of the Xuanfeng Ancestor is not the strongest among the many ancestors of the Spirit Corpse Sect, but its toxicity is ...... But it's the most intense. The old man really wants to take a look, He Zhangzun...... How about two breezes in one sleeve?"

As the voice of the gray-haired old woman sounded, several other foundation building powerhouses also showed sneering smiles, as if they were no longer afraid of He Qingfeng, who had been deeply poisoned.

There was a muffled "bang", and I saw He Qingfeng's face was gloomy, but he still didn't look back, and a majestic spiritual power suddenly poured out, knocking the black figure behind him out.

The black figure was powerless to resist under He Qingfeng's wave, and flew backwards quickly, and the cloak on his body was shaken apart, revealing a ...... The appearance of an old man who is half flesh and bones!

"Nine Ghost Corpse Qi ......" He Qingfeng raised his left arm, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his clothes, and when he saw his arm that had turned black and purple, his face was decisive at this moment, and he turned his right hand into a knife and suddenly cut it down......

I cut off my left arm!

Just as the arm fell, I saw a black and purple aura suddenly emanating from it, forming a beam of black and purple flames, completely enveloping the arm, and before the arm fell to the ground, it was forcibly burned and annihilated!

Shocking!

However, the strange thing is that after cutting off his arm, He Qingfeng did not show any pain, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes slowly glanced at the people in front of him.

"Since you fellow Daoists want to see it, He Mou will show it to you!"

He Qingfeng clearly remembered that the gray-haired old woman had just said a word...... How about two breezes in one sleeve?

At this moment, his upper body leaned down slightly, his feet stood firmly in the air, and at this moment, his right palm spread out and slapped downward!

Not far away, including the gray-haired old woman, the thirteen foundation-building powerhouses, I don't know what they felt, and their faces changed drastically!

"Boom!"

He Qingfeng pressed his palm in the air, and where his palm fell, a huge emerald green gossip pattern appeared, roaring and majestic!

The wind roared suddenly, like a ghost crying, the bun on the top of He Qingfeng's head suddenly flew down, and his long black and gray hair danced wildly!

I saw a piece of green horn-like substance poking out of the gossip, followed by white dragon hair dancing wildly!

The dragon's breath that keeps spitting out billowing mist!

A pair of emerald inky vertical pupils!

It's a dragon head!

"Whew!"

The wind was blowing recklessly, and under the huge dragon head was a dragon body made of dark green dragon scales, and four hideous dragon claws!

In just an instant, a dark green behemoth dragon actually swam out of the gossip pattern, and from a distance, it was impressive and the dragon in He Qingfeng's sleeve...... Same!

"If you want to see it, you can see enough!" He Qingfeng sneered.

The dark green behemoth suddenly moved, opened its bloody mouth, revealing rows of cold teeth, and went straight to the depths of the black cloud!

"Xuanfeng!" the gray-haired old woman was the first to react, and at this moment it seemed that even the brown spots on her face were trembling, and she roared regardless of her image.

The hideous figure that had lost its cloak quickly came to the old woman, facing the galloping dragon!

And the other twelve foundation building monks also used their strongest means to resist the amazing aura emanating from Jiaolong's body!

"That's what ...... The strong!"

Staring at the scenes that took place in the sky above the main peak, Luoyang felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and couldn't help but have incomparable admiration for He Zhangzun, who fought against the thirteen foundations with the strength of one person.

"Die!" At this moment, an angry shout suddenly sounded, and a disciple of the Chagumen who took advantage of Luoyang's distraction to enter suddenly appeared and slashed at Luoyang's waist with a knife!

His face was hideous, and his crazy eyes were cold and cold, as if he had seen Luoyang lying in a pool of blood.

But at this moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, and he lowered his head, only to see that a long sword had penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground!

Luoyang turned around and glanced lightly at the monk who was nailed to the ground, this person only had a fifth-level cultivation of transforming spirits, and his eyes widened at this moment, as if he couldn't believe the facts in front of him until he died.

"Huhu!" With a whistling, a huge suction force was generated, and the disciple's body quickly dried up, like a dried corpse, and three bright blood beads rolled to the ground.

"Two hundred and seventy-three ......" Luoyang put these three blood beads into the storage bag, and his divine sense swept away, and he immediately knew the number of all blood beads now.

At this moment, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and his eyes revealed surprise.

Following Luoyang's line of sight, I saw that the mysterious Taiyin Ancient Scripture was emitting a dazzling red light at the moment, and under the red light, a few lines of words appeared out of thin air on the surface of the bamboo slips that were originally empty.

"Vertically, the heavenly demons are in trouble, the evil bones are immortal, and the demons are in chaos, and the demons are ...... anyway."

Luoyang read these lines of small words carefully, and a touch of confusion appeared in his heart.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Luoyang's expression changed greatly, he turned his head to look, and saw that the heavens and the earth suddenly became dim, and the green mountains, black clouds, thirteen foundations, and the disciples of the three sects ...... It's all blurry and gone!

The sound of war drums, roars and shouts...... Fade to nothing!

As far as the eye can see, there is only ...... Endless darkness!