Yang Feng didn't dare to be careless at all, and immediately turned his cultivation into action, took out his spear and greeted him.

"Boom!"

The swords and guns collided, and a sharp and piercing sound suddenly sounded, and Yang Feng was shocked back by the huge force from the knife, and the man in white was the same.

After a blow, Yang Feng realized that something was wrong with the man in white, there was a faint red light in his eyes, and he seemed to have no consciousness, and he could have such strength because of the magic knife.

This knife was fierce and fierce, Yang Feng couldn't see its rank at all, and just as he was thinking about it, the man in white rushed forward again.

Yang Feng snorted coldly, suddenly put away the spear, and then took a deep breath, his expression was cold, his hands were gathered in front of his chest, and slowly formed a magic seal.

The woman in pink stood in the distance, and when she saw Yang Feng withdraw her spiritual weapon, and then looked at the man in white who was shocking and rushing over, she couldn't help but be frightened in her heart.

"Let's take you to try the first form of this Heaven Splitting Technique!"

Seeing that the man in white had rushed to him, Yang Feng pursed his lips and smiled, and gently punched his palm forward.

Next, the woman in pink was surprised to find that after Yang Feng's palm was pushed out, the man in white who was full of qi seemed to have crashed into an invisible giant mountain, and his body like a falling star suddenly stopped.

The man in white snorted and gritted his teeth, as if he was resisting something, but after only two breaths, his body began to retreat again.

After retreating for about a dozen feet, the man in white looked cold, roared, and swung the magic knife and slashed forward.

As the magic knife fell, something seemed to have been split in front of the man in white, and at the same time, his body finally stopped.

The man in white gasped heavily, Fang Cai's blow consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and he had no idea of attacking again at this time.

He groaned in place for a moment, glanced at Yang Feng and the woman in pink with some reluctance, and then turned his direction and galloped away into the distance.

After the aura of the man in white completely disappeared, Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of worry on his face that could not be hidden.

The man in white was originally a cultivator in the early stage of God Refining, and after being controlled by that magic sword, his strength was no weaker than that of a late stage cultivator of God Refining, so many monks in the Tianmang Mountain Range would probably face a catastrophe.

At this time, the woman in pink who was a little frightened stepped forward, bowed to Yang Feng Yingying, and said softly: "The little woman's name is Li Xiangyu, thank you for saving me just now!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said indifferently: "No thanks, can you tell me the origin of that person?"

Hearing this, Li Xiangyu's face that had just eased turned a little pale, and after a long while, he slowly said: "That person's name is Wang Heng, I met him in Tiannan City a few months ago, and learned that he has three Tianmang Orders in his hands.

I and another half-step cultivator of the God Refining Realm didn't want to snatch other people's things, so we spent some spirit stones to buy the Tianmang Order from Wang Heng.

Coincidentally, after entering the Tianmang Mountain Range, the three of us actually met again, and Wang Heng told us that there was a rare spiritual treasure in a place in the Tianmang Mountain Range, and asked us to go with him and get the spiritual treasure together...... You should be clear about the rest of the story. ”

Hearing this, Yang Feng sighed slightly, although he had the heart to get rid of that person, but the other party had a magic knife in his hand, if he didn't do his best, it would be difficult to tell the winner at all.

After being silent for a few breaths, Yang Feng suddenly thought of something.

He came out too quickly, and he hadn't yet discovered the secret of the strange flower in the Divine Ghost Cave, thinking of this, Yang Feng said to Li Xiangyu: "I think that Wang Heng is very likely to come to you again, you'd better leave the Tianmang Mountain Range quickly, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

With that, Yang Feng turned around slightly and took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Li Xiangyu looked at Yang Feng's location just now in a daze, but she was shocked in her heart, and then her face became cloudy again, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

......

In the Cave of Gods and Ghosts, Yang Feng stood beside the purple river with his hands in his hands, frowning, staring at the strange flower in the middle of the river.

After looking at it for so long, he still didn't see any clue, there seemed to be a layer of enchantment around the strange flower, and he stepped forward to check, only to find that although the flower could be seen, it couldn't be touched, as if it didn't really exist, just a phantom.

But Yang Feng, as a god refining cultivator, how could he not be able to distinguish between the virtual and the real, this flower was obviously not an image, but why couldn't he touch it?

Yang Feng shook his head helplessly, preparing to leave, but at this moment, the strange flower actually withered rapidly, and the light around it slowly condensed on the wall of the cave.

Yang Feng raised his eyes and found that in the place where the purple light shone, an amazing scene appeared.

Is that...... A battlefield!

On the battlefield, countless monks were engaged in a battle of life and death, and for some reason, Yang Feng could actually feel the fluctuations of cultivation from this illusory shadow, and in this way, his heart was flooded with monstrous waves.

Because among those cultivators, the number of God Refining Cultivators was amazing, and what was even more unbelievable was that there were nearly a hundred Void Realm powers on the battlefield.

Above the battlefield, spiritual weapons flew and treasures filled the sky, corpses were everywhere on the ground, rivers of blood flowed, and thousands of monks would die in a matter of moments.

Suddenly, the battlefield shrank many times, and Yang Feng gradually saw the whole picture of this battlefield clearly.

He found that this huge battlefield seemed to be composed of two lands, and when he saw the land on the left, Yang Feng couldn't help but exclaim, "That's the Nanzhou Continent!"

When he saw this, the light on the wall flickered a few times, and the battlefield in Yang Feng's eyes suddenly disappeared, and then another scene appeared in the cave.

It was a palace surrounded by fairy clouds, the walls outside the palace were carved with monks, evil ghosts, livestock, and other living beings, in the palace, several figures sat cross-legged in the clouds, those people were surrounded by fairy mist, Yang Feng couldn't see their faces clearly at all.

At this moment, an old voice rang out: "Maybe we should try to find a better way, so that we don't have to sacrifice so many living beings." ”

As soon as the words fell, another domineering voice responded: "A domain war once in a thousand years is inevitable, if there is no such battle, when the spiritual energy is scarce, several of us will ......." ”

The figure who was talking, I don't know if he noticed something, suddenly raised his head and hummed at the top of the main hall: "Bold! You dare to come and explore the deity's hall of death?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene in front of Yang Feng's eyes disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were pierced with pain by the trace of breath overflowing from the illusion, and even his mind was violently shaken.

At this time, the strange flowers in the middle of the river had completely disappeared, and the cave had become much darker.

Yang Feng's heart fluctuated, and he muttered, "A single gaze has such a strong power, those people must be Cave Spirit Realm saints!"

Thinking of Fang Cai's scene, Yang Feng felt very lucky, if he hadn't withdrawn his gaze in time, under the attack of that saint, I am afraid that even his soul would have been severely damaged.

Seeing so many things for a while, Yang Feng was both puzzled and frightened, who were the people fighting on that battlefield, and what did the words of those saints mean?