Under the destruction of the majestic growth and surging green vines, the dragon stage on the top of the pilgrimage peak was completely destroyed.

On top of the Nine-Clawed Swimming Dragon, seeing Liu Yayuan and Qiao Xueqing exert their strength one after another, many Thousand Machine Sect cultivators were extremely frightened.

Although there will be many disciples with great talents and extraordinary means in the previous glorious ceremonies of the Thousand Machines Sect and the great competition of the sect, the terrifying methods of Liu Yayuan and Qiao Xueqing are still beyond the cognition of many disciples, and even the heads of some of the peaks of the Thousand Machines Sect can't help but look extremely cautious.

"Boom~~~"

Under the grasp of the dragon pattern law, the gray small peak was forcibly compressed, and gradually disappeared by the dragon pattern giant hand.

The feminine young man who was hit hard by Chen Meng also fell into the crazy growth of green vines at this time, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

In addition to the girl of the Imperial Spirit Sect who rode a big white bear like a small Roshan, the disciples of the six major sects inherited only the old man in the yellow robe with an open flower pattern still retained an unusually considerable combat power.

Tu Da Voice, who was holding a crooked black stick, was not as terrifying as Qiao Xueqing and Liu Yayuan, but it was also extremely brave.

The Savage Soul Stick whined and greeted the old man with a flowery pattern, and there seemed to be blood and blood flowing on the body, and the most frightening thing was the countless wailing small avatars on the wrist-thick stick.

The dense and small avatars, the facial features on the brute soul stick are not very clear, as if they are covered with a veil and want to break free from the shackles.

"Boom~~~"

As the yellow-robed old man's fist and the brute soul rod struck, the surging aura of light spread out. There was a slight shaking of the space.

To the surprise of many people, the old man in the yellow robe, who smashed the thick green vines like a hill with his fists and feet, was under the confrontation with Tu Dayan. The figure actually rolled out, obviously invincible to her majestic brute force under the amplification of the Brute Soul Rod.

"Down!"

Just as Tu was chasing the old man in the yellow robe with a loud voice, Chen Meng had already covered up and killed, taking advantage of the fact that the old man was rolling backwards and his footing was not stable, and he punched the waist of the old man who was upside down.

"Takashi ~~~"

The sound of the buzzing fist, with the glazed diamond light, brought people the power of opening the mountain and blasting the sky, and most people did not see Chen Meng's fist touching the old man's waist. Behind the old man, a ring of diffused star diamond brilliance had exploded.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the figure of the old man in the yellow robe seems to have been discounted behind his back. The waist is convex forward, and the upper body and legs are suddenly pulled closer together, forming an arc.

"I didn't expect that the Heavenly Cannon practiced by Senior Brother Chen Meng had already reached the point of transcending perception. The extent to which the fist shadow is invisible!" A middle-aged man from Wuji Peak was on the nine-clawed dragon. His face was already full of admiration.

"It's still far away, he is just using the power of treasures, even so, he can't do the invisible realm, there are still traces to follow, but that Chen Feng has made great progress compared to five years ago. The first seat of Wuji Peak said calmly.

"Master, what are you referring to?"

Although the middle-aged man of Wu Jifeng had some guesses, he couldn't help but confirm.

"Five years ago. Chen Feng was still stuck in the pursuit of a powerful fighting method, but now it has completely changed. The compression and burst of the force are extremely particular, and looking at his shots, he can hardly feel the excess consumption of the force. The eyes of the first seat of Wuji Peak narrowed slightly, as if searching for Chen Feng's disappeared figure.

Just as the yellow-robed old man lost control of his body, a loud sound rang out over his head.

It wasn't until the old man's figure shot at Tu Da's throat that everyone saw Chen Feng's fist figure appear.

"Boom~~~"

Facing the yellow-robed old man who had been hit continuously and his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, Tu picked up the brute soul stick with a loud voice and unceremoniously slapped it on the old man's neck.

Seeing that the old man's body was shattered, and he was beaten back and forth between Chen Feng, Tu Dasheng, and Chen Meng like a human flesh sandbag, many people couldn't help but secretly shudder for what happened to the old man.

Just by looking at the vigor of Chen Feng and the others, one can guess that the cultivation tendency of the three of them is mainly based on strength.

Such a heavy critical blow kept falling on the old man, if it weren't for the extremely strong defensive power of his Blossom Dao Pattern, if it were other strong people, it would not have been annihilated by the heavy damage of the force.

"Old fellow, it seems that it is really over, but it is a pity that we are the last to laugh. Chen Feng shot the old man's body into a prawn shape with one kick, and rose towards the terrifying dragon pattern Optimus Dharma.

"Buzz~~~"

Under the frightened gaze of many disciples inside and outside the Thousand Machines Sect, the Fa Xiang held the old man in his big hand, and finally filled his body with fine cracks.

"No~~~"

The old man in the yellow robe, whose patterns were shattered and his body was distorted, spoke with great difficulty, and the colorful beads suspended in the sky unexpectedly bloomed with a dreamlike light.

"Woo~~~"

The beads turned into sharp flowers, spinning rapidly, surging into a huge storm, cutting a thousand strands of fine scratches into a space.

The Heavenly Storm Tornado expanded rapidly, as if it was about to destroy one side of the world and the rest of the world, as if they were going to die with Chen Feng and his party.

After the twelve corpse flags lost the support of the black-haired man, they were also swaying in the flower storm, and the hideous corpses on the flag kept roaring and struggling, and they were about to get out of it.

"What are you doing in a daze? Quickly put everything away. ”

In the midst of the storm, Chen Feng was not surprised and reminded Liu Yayuan.

Countless green vines were turbulent and surging, not only causing a storm in the sky, but even the twelve corpse flags were buried and involved.

Because of the relationship between the great supernatural powers of the tree realm, the emerald green scenery of the entire pilgrimage peak is withering, as if the nutrients of the peak body have been evacuated by the crazy growth of green vines, which makes Lin Xiangqiao, the first pilgrimage peak on the nine-clawed dragon, his face can't help but be a little gloomy.

"Scatter~~~"

Qiao Xueqing waved her sleeves, and the dragon pattern supernatural law phase giant arm behind her waved, and the sharp flower storm rumbled and scattered when she saw the clouds and the moon.

The messy air currents spread out like waves and waves, and even the purgatory peak with majestic demonic energy was affected as far as the eye could see.

The wind swept the clouds, and the clear starry sky was bright. In the process of the rapid shrinking of the tree realm, the towering pilgrimage peak was already full of devastation, and there was no longer the emerald green spirit scene before.

Despite the many disciples of the Thousand Machine Sect. I didn't get my wish to see Chen Feng's opening of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect Dao Pattern, as well as the unbeatable combat power, but after seeing the power of Chen Feng's small gang's means, even many Thousand Machine Sect leaders couldn't help but be secretly frightened by the vast background of the five people.

Many powerful people with extraordinary vision are speculating about how strong the hidden strength of Chen Feng and his group is. How much of the terrifying combat power is still being shown at the moment.

Glancing at the girl of the Imperial Spirit Sect who was running away on a big white bear, Qiao Xueqing did not chase and kill her again. Instead, in the continuous seal, the dragon pattern Optimus Law slowly submerged into the void.

The disciples of the six major sects were defeated and even killed, and no one intervened. Even the bearded old man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is sword dust. There was no further movement.

After using their great powers, Qiao Xueqing and Liu Yayuan both showed a little tiredness, as if they were under a lot of pressure.

However, Chen Feng, under the hostile gaze of most of the disciples and elders of the six major sects, seemed quite active, not only put the twelve corpse flags into his pocket, but even the small pebbles that the gray mountain peaks turned into did not let go.

Seeing that the ancient sword of the middle-aged Taoist was suppressed and put away by Chen Feng early. By the way, a small seal of the middle-aged Taoist suspected storage utensils was also put into the storage bag. Many disciples inside and outside the sect couldn't help but feel a burst of heat.

"Fengzi, what should you do with this guy who is neither male nor female?" Chen Meng dragged the hair of the feminine young man Li Zhong and pulled him to Chen Feng's side.

Receiving a ring handed over by Chen Meng, the smile on Chen Feng's face was extremely evil: "If you lose that Scattered Spirit Peak, you are nothing, compared to the old man who hides the rhyme of flowers." ”

"Chen Feng, I am the personal disciple of the Hanging Venerable, and the Li clan is even more famous in the Western Ancient Region, you can't kill me......" Facing Chen Feng's smile, Li Zhong was already extremely frightened.

Chen Feng's big hand grabbed the neck of the feminine young man, as if he was picking up a little chicken, and his right fist rarely revealed the sound of breaking the wind, and poured towards Li Zhong's door.

"Bang~~~"

With just one punch, the young man's face was dented, a mouthful of teeth shattered into powder, and fine cracks spread out from his collapsed face.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know who the Hanging Master is, and I don't know what the Li clan is, but I really want to know what kind of reaction you have when you encounter the Forbidden Spirit Stone. Chen Feng opened his mouth and squirted out a finger-long black forbidden spirit stone needle, causing many people's faces to change.

The storage method of the belly is not unfamiliar to cultivators, but few people who can use the belly to swallow the forbidden spirit stone can do it.

"Poof......

The finger-length black stone needle quickly enlarged and turned into a javelin, and under the gaze of everyone, Chen Feng held up the body of the feminine young man whose spiritual sense was scattered, and directly and rudely inserted the black stone javelin from his lower body, revealing it from the shattered mouth of his upper body.

Seeing Chen Feng's cruel methods, it was completely like dealing with an animal waiting to be roasted, and the thousands of disciples of the Machine Sect who were on the nine-clawed dragon all reflexively felt uncomfortable on their hips.

"Hey!ha~~~"

Chen Feng lifted the penetrated feminine young man, as if he was waving a flag and shouting, and the cruel and tyrannical smile on his face made many people feel cold in their hearts.

"Bastard, what are you doing......

In the face of Chen Feng's cruel methods, Qiu Hong's face turned black and burst out, like a thunderbolt resounding through the world.

Tu Da Loud, who made Qiu Hong startled, hurriedly hugged the corpse of the yellow-robed old man wrapped in rows of green leaves and the flow of corpse sealing runes to Chen Feng's side.

"Don't hurry up and put him down, since you have already won, you don't need to do this at all......" Tu Dayan anxiously persuaded Chen Feng.

Seeing Qiu Hong approaching the side of the Thousand Machines Sect Master Ruan Ning, as if he was passing on a message, and the faint smile on the face of the old man with a goatee beside him before, Chen Feng danced the corpse of the feminine young man who was dressed in strings, but he became even more energetic, and his arrogant expression was not concealed at all.

However, Qiao Xueqing seemed to be quite serious, and put away the sealed body of the old man in the yellow robe, as well as the bracelet left by the black-haired man who was annihilated by the Sun Sword Flower.

Liu Yayuan fell in love with the beads that the old man in the yellow robe spewed out before, and after the sharp flower storm was quelled, the beads with flowery textures flowing like dreams were quickly mastered by her.

As for Zhou Lingmo, the female disciple of the Immortal Sect, she was picked up by Tu Da in the morning, and her tattered body was thrown into the pile of rubble.

is different from the old man in the yellow robe, who has a deep Taoist rhyme. Zhou Lingmo, who did not reach the Jindan stage, in Tu Dayan's opinion, the corpse did not have any value.

Seeing that Ruan Ning on the nine-clawed swimming dragon had a slightly dull face. Chen Feng reacted quickly, and quickly signaled Liu Yayuan to seal the bodies of the feminine youth and Zhou Lingmo and put them in the storage bag.

After a big battle, in the ruins of the pilgrimage peak, only a forbidden spirit stone javelin that penetrated the feminine youth was left, which was thrown aside by Chen Feng at will.

Facing the angry disciples of the Hanging Mountain and the leader of the elders, Chen Feng's eyes were sharp. Looking at the place where the disciples of the first line of the pilgrimage peak were: "Xue Mingyu, a disciple of the pilgrimage peak, came down and died~~~"

"Death!Death~~~"

With Chen Feng's words echoing, it even brought great pressure to some low-level cultivators.

Feeling Chen Feng's fierce gaze, Xue Mingyu was standing not far from Lin Xiangqiao, the first seat of the pilgrimage peak. Although he did not retreat, there was horror hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Chen Feng alone is already terrifying, plus a small group, not to mention Xue Mingyu. Even many Thousand Machine Sect heads. There is no certainty of victory in the case of one against five.

"Presumptuous, you rebel is completely a demon, and the Thousand Machines Sect can't tolerate a guy like you. Before Lin Xiangqiao, whose face was cold, could speak, Qiu Hong, who was naked and angry, had already swept down from mid-air.

"Are you trying to kill us all?"

Tu Dayan stared at Qiu Hong with a wary face, almost gritting his teeth and complaining about Chen Feng.

"Old immortal, you are really ashamed, why are you still being naked?" Chen Feng looked grinning and laughing. It seems that he doesn't take Qiu Hong in his eyes at all.

"Did you hear that? He called that old man an old immortal...... "A new disciple of Hao Nian Peak said with surprise on his face, surprised at the people around him.

"Tianjun Peak's disciple Chen Feng acted brutally. Without the slightest hint of a decent cultivator's temperament, he now ordered Qiu Hong to take it down and imprison Purgatory Peak to wait for it to fall. Ruan Ning's contemplative words, in the eyes of some people, were as if Chen Feng had been sentenced to death.

Just when Tu Dayan and Chen Meng were extremely anxious, Chen Feng and Ruan Ning, the Thousand Machines Sect Master on the Nine-Clawed Dragon, looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly: "Since it's a life-and-death fight, what's the big deal if I kill a few people." ”

"Are you not convinced? Even if it is a life-and-death fight, there is no such cruel guy as you, the sect master personally ordered, I just have the heart to protect you kid, it is impossible, are you tied up, or let me do it?" Qiu Hong smiled with a cold face.

"Old immortal, don't say that you can't keep me, force me to destroy the Thousand Machines Sect, and then you will regret it too late. Chen Feng said with a smile on his face.

"I taught you all that little bit of ability, and now I feel that my wings are stiff and I have grown breath, and I dare to be so presumptuous in front of my old man, if I can't hold you in ten breaths, I will never drink again in the future!" Qiu Hong's words made many people twitch.

"I'd like to see what you can do with me as a genius. Seeing Qiu Hong carrying a small wine jug and taking a big sip of wine, Chen Feng did not laugh at him, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified, and his momentum surged.

"Don't look around secretly, I advise you that this stinky boy is still obedient, the first seat of so many sects of the Thousand Machines Sect is here, if you can let you run away, then you don't need to gain a foothold in the cultivation world in the future!" Qiu Hong swirled the small wine pot on top of the nine-clawed dragon and landed in the hands of the head of the Tibetan Scripture Peak.

"Woo~~~"

Just when Chen Meng wanted to step forward and Tu Dayan was also making preparations, Qiao Xueqing was unusual, wielding a puff of needle and thread to wrap the two of them.

Sealed by the meridians with a fine golden needle containing domineering intent, Chen Meng and Tu Dayan completely lost their ability to move, and it was difficult to even speak.

Chen Meng didn't expect that Qiao Xueqing would defect at such a critical moment, staring at her with dead eyes, as if she was going to tear her alive.

The situation changed, Liu Yayuan looked at Qiu Hong, and then at Qiao Xueqing, who looked cold, and was not too nervous, but slowly retreated to draw a line with Chen Feng while observing his expression and actions.

It wasn't until Qiao Xueqing led Chen Meng and Tu to retreat away that Qiu Hong smiled and glanced at Chen Feng, who had emerged from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty's sect pattern: "It seems that the other people in your small gang know each other very well, a brutal and evil guy like you, the fate that awaits you is eternal suppression." ”

Chen Feng's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the eyes of Qiao Xueqing and Liu Yayuan, showing a little disappointment.

Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, Liu Yayuan seemed to be a little undecided, and glanced at Qiao Xueqing with a slight hesitation, and only then did she settle down after finding that the other party was expressionless.

"Boy, don't think that no one can restrain you if you reveal a dense little Buddha seal, but speaking of which, I really want to fight with you once, and I haven't really moved my muscles for a long time. After Qiu Hong smiled, the momentum of the whole person suddenly rose chaotically and wildly.

"呲!呲!呲~~~"

Wisps of air flowed out of Qiu Hong's body, cutting the space into fine cracks.

"Melting Void Blaze!"

After Qiu Hong's deep words sounded, his stomach suddenly lifted, and even his mouth swelled like a toad.

"Boom~~~"

Chen Feng's body was full of Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect Dao patterns, his extremely heavy body, accompanied by his right foot on the ruins of the Dragon Stage, and a small square of space was distorted by him.

The Pilgrimage Peak continued to shake, and large cracks emerged from the distorted space, as if the towering giant peak could not bear Chen Feng's weight and was about to collapse.

"Woo~~~"

The thick vajra glow drove the vibration force that divided the heavens and the earth, and shot directly towards the outside of the pilgrimage peak.

"Takashi ~~~"

King Kong shot out far from the pilgrimage peak before it collided with a circle of invisible sky air, and a violent explosion occurred.

It was only at this time that the disciples and elders inside and outside the Thousand Machines Sect discovered that an indestructible terrifying firmament qi layer had already wrapped the heaven and earth around the pilgrimage peak.

(Thanks to [Sugar in the Pocket] for the 588 starting coin tip.) (To be continued......)