Chapter 740: Tens of millions of Yin soldiers, tens of thousands of soldiers will attack 6

The breeze brushed, and the summer wind suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Yufeng Daozun felt this familiar breath and was dull for a moment. Even Long Xuzi, Gu Zhi Daozun and the Red-browed Taoist were a little stunned.

The space freezes instantly.

However, for a moment, everyone reacted and knelt beside Xia Feng on one knee, and their eyes were hot and said, "See you, Lord!"

There was no wave on Xia Feng's face. He just gently brushed his sleeves and gave birth to a strange force to lift the four people up. Yufeng Daozun was horrific. He just felt a force holding him up, but he couldn't refute it. It seems that the realm of the Lord is completely unfathomable. I don't know how much difference it is compared with the fairy king? Although he was suspicious in his heart, Yufeng Daozun also explored his divine consciousness, hoping to feel the strength of Xia Feng...

Unexpectedly, when his divine consciousness entered Xia Feng's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no sound at all. Now Xia Feng, who is standing in front of them, is like an ordinary person with no power to bind chickens. There is no fairy power in his body.

There are only two kinds of situations.

The first one is that Xia Feng's power is completely useless,

The second is that Xia Feng's cultivation has reached a level that these people can't wait-and-see at all. However... Long Xuzi's group of people are not stupid enough to think that Xia Feng's cultivation has been lost, so only the latter is possible.

After learning that Xia Feng was out of the customs, a group of people were moved. At least when they went to bed, they didn't have to worry about the tens of millions of ghosts outside. Where's Su Shi? Xia Feng looked around and didn't see the witch. He asked softly. Several people looked at each other, their eyes were turning, as if they were hesitating whether to say it or not.

Xia Feng frowned and shouted, "Say, what happened!" Next, Long Xuzi sighed and took the lead in talking about a matter sent by the Qi family two years ago. He originally told Xia Feng that there was no need for Changsun Su Shi to be injured.

But when Qi Qingyu's action caused the witch's injury, his tone was quite low. I was afraid that Xia Feng would blame me. After all, although all of them were fighting to the death at that time, it was an indisputable fact that Changsun Su Shi was injured.

After hearing them quietly, Xia Feng looked at the divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, overwhelming, and the real fairy power flashed by! It was the flashing fairy power. All the monks in the wind gate were a flashing cool breeze, and in an instant, the backs of the people were covered with a layer of sweat.

Yufeng Daozun and others lay on the ground, trembling and daring to speak.

Xia Feng's consciousness almost enveloped more than half of the Jiuxuan ice field. After all these gods were released, Xia Feng's consciousness passed. All the yin soldiers and ghosts who touch his divine consciousness will be turned into ashes on the spot. Today's summer wind, divine consciousness has returned to the peak of the previous life, although the cultivation is still insufficient. But with the magic soldiers on the body, it's almost not much worse.

"What a fierce battle." Xia Feng's eyes were emotionless, and when the divine consciousness reached the battlefield. King Fan Luo, who was fighting with the two ancestors of the Qi family, suddenly trembled and looked to the northwest with shudder. Qi Yuan also looked surprised, but after realizing that it was the immortal consciousness, his face subconsciously showed joy.

"I'll give you time to get out of here." Xia Feng's consciousness left a sentence. There was no emotion at all, and I didn't know who he was talking to. King Fan Luo showed a fierce face and said gloomy, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Summer Wind." After Xia Feng's divine consciousness answered, he had already evacuated. This answer made Fan Luo Wang a little puzzled, but Qi Yuan's face suddenly changed, which was a little unbelievable.

He was familiar with the name Xia Feng at that time, both from the mouth of Qi Qingyu and the elders of the family. The Fire Fairy King is buried in the hands of this son... However, according to the understanding of the Qi family, the cultivation of this son has not even reached the true immortal period. However, his direct grandson said that he had just been promoted to the real fairyland.

But what's wrong with the power that made me feel fright now?

Looking back on the domineering consciousness, Qi Yuan has only felt it in one person, which is his brother who can compare. You are distracted!" King Fan Luo's face was dark and he was warned, but he had no fear at all.

The bronze spear turned into tens of millions, and I don't know how many fairy skills have been played in an instant. Qi Yuan snorted coldly, toed a little on the ground, and instantly withdrew from the original place. He raised his hand and the seven-style fairy seal fell from the sky.

Each type of fairy seal is many times better than the rune fairy seal thrown by Qi Qingyu at that time!

Xia Feng was still in the valley. When he saw the formation above, he just shook his head, stepped forward, and reached the closed place of Changsun Su Shi. Looking at the woman with a pretty face full of pain and sweating in front of her, Xia Feng's consciousness naturally made it clear what had happened to her.

Although not only the physical injuries continue to spread, but the most important thing is that even her own reincarnation lotus is ready to move. Changsun Su Shi is forcibly integrating reincarnation lotus and truly integrating it into one. This is what Xia Feng can't help. Her cultivation skills are the opposite of Xianli, and she can only be busy to help her.

"Don't be afraid when I'm by your side. I'll kill some people who bully you. Practice well." Xia Feng looked at the trembling eldest grandson Su Shi's eyes slightly softer. The reason why she was injured was just to protect herself.

The summer wind has a magic seal, and the two fingers are empty.

A wisp of pure flame of the origin of the red sun divine fire beat at the fingertips, and in a blink of an eye, it was condensed into a fairy seal by the summer wind and integrated into the body of the eldest grandson Su Shi. Once the reincarnation lotus or some forces can't be suppressed in her body, the red sun fire can burst into suppression, at least it can save her life.

After finishing all this, Xia Feng left.

Perhaps Su Shi, who was in retreat, felt that the original painful expression gradually faded and was replaced by slow peace.

The fight between Fan Luowang and Qiyuan was inseparable. The aftermath of the battle between the two shocked the ghosts around them into powder. Such a shocking scene was surprising.

The rest of the monks are far from such a happy thing. They are tired of fighting in the face of endless dark soldiers and ghosts. These ghosts are like locusts and can never be killed. The immortals tiredly manipulated their magic weapons to resist the enemy, and also used the second use of the gods to take the elixir or use the spirit stone, at least to prevent them from being exhausted by a pair of yin soldiers and ghosts.

There are already immortals who are desperate. They think that when they come to the ruins, although it is bumpy, they may lose their lives. But absolutely did not expect this kind of end, and most of the immortals hope to continue to fight for the last line.

The monks of the Qi family are full of fighting spirit. They are divided into five layers. After each layer of battle is tired, they retreat to the first level for cultivation, so as to ensure the abundance of immortality. The fourth floor is the position of the fifth floor of the substitute, and the position of the fourth floor of the third floor is pushed to ensure combat effectiveness and abundant energy. It has to be said that it is quite useful.

Some second-rate forces are also trying to learn limply. At least the casualties are not as horrible as they used to fight separately.

Everyone knows it. Once the reinforcements do not arrive, the immortals on the third floor may be completely swallowed up. This will soon be the purgatory of the world!

Just as people were fighting... A figure appeared in the outer circle of the battle out of thin air, walking like idle clouds, stepping into the circle of battle, surrounded by a layer of seemingly hot.

Every step he took was a hundred feet, and the yin soldiers and ghosts within a hundred feet were suddenly shattered, and he didn't even have time to scream and disappear in the world.

No one noticed his appearance and it was silent!

"I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and I have been in the realm of immortals. How can I let you kill ghosts and immortals? Even if I abandon my thousand years of cultivation, I will still turn your silence to ashes!" An old man with crane hair and childlike face, holding a circle-shaped fairy treasure, manipulated thunder and lightning to fight against a ghost general in the realm of ghosts.

The strength between the two is almost the same. However, there is little fairy power left in the old man's body for a long time, and it is already the end of the crossbow!

The ghost's face was indifferent: "Living spirit, obedient sacrifice, being able to sacrifice to me is a blessing for you."

However, there is little fairy power left in the old man's body for a long time, and it is the end of the crossbow!

Just as he was disheartened and ready to blow up Yuan Ying and the ghost in front of him to die together... As soon as he reached the silent figure, he suddenly floated to the end of the ghost, and the white palm was not much worse than that of the woman.

The palm of the hand, casually and gently pointed at the ghost.

"Puff." The ghost was silenced and disillusioned into ashes. Xia Feng looked at the old man faintly, then walked leisurely and continued to walk forward.

This look...

Such an ordinary glance completely made the old man's body tremble constantly, and his face showed horror. The ghost who almost lost his life... was actually pointed by this person. Xia Feng's glance was fixed in his mind. I'm afraid he will never forget the look he didn't care about in his life.

After that, Xia Feng glanced around, finally sighed and said slowly, "How dare you step on the land of my fairy clan? Sins cannot be forgiven."

In the land of my immortals, how dare you step on the ghosts?!

The pressure contained in a sentence suddenly destroyed all the ghosts within a hundred feet around him. The power of words alone is as strong as this.

Xia Feng's eyes fell on King Fan Luo, and then on Qi Yuan again.

"The ghost king will be given to you, and the rest of the ghosts will be given to me. After solving these problems, I will settle accounts with your family.