Chapter 310 Covering the Sky Palm Seal

Boom-

Meng Zhuifeng directly burst out the strength of his fake elixir realm. He looked forward with his palms, like the dragon claws of two ancient dragons, and grabbed Yu Zhenhai, who was a miles away from him.

The shadow of the two claws came. In the process of rushing forward, it continued to expand. When it was still fifty feet away from the Zhenhai, it had become two palm prints with a radius and an acre in size. The spiritual power between the five fingers was agitated, hissing, and the fierce momentum gave people an illusion, as if the spirit contained in the palm print. The power is more awe-y and majestic than the aura vortex high in the sky.

"Ah! Is Meng Zhuifeng crazy? How can you rush to take action against Yu Zhenhai? This is a big mistake in violation of the door rules! Even if his master is Huang Daqian, he can't be so arrogant, can he?" The disciple who just showed the way to Meng Zhuifeng secretly followed Meng Zhuifeng. He was shocked to see the situation in front of him and almost screamed.

"Moreover, Yu Zhenhai's brother is the seventh most elite than his personal strength. In terms of strength alone, he is still above Meng Zhuifeng. It is really unwise for Meng Zhuifeng to take the initiative to attack Yu Zhenhai." The disciple thought to himself, with a gloating smile on his face.

"Hmm - Meng Zhuifeng usually relies on his strong cultivation, and he is still a disciple of the elder Huang Daqian. He is arrogant and arrogant in front of us. This time, he is dizzy and will definitely suffer a big loss to provoke people who are more powerful than himself. This is really eyeball! I'm just watching here. When I see Meng Zhuifeng encountering a hard stone and returning, it will spread among the disciples of Shuo Tianfeng. Let's see what face he will be arrogant in the future!"

However, what this disciple doesn't know is that if it is on weekdays, even if he really suspects the disappearance of Cao Qibu and others and Yu Zhenhai, Meng Zhuifeng will not be so rash to directly find Yu Zhenhai to plead guilty, let alone brazenly take action without knowing the situation.

But today is different from the past. Meng Zhuifeng is now a monk in the realm of fake elixir. Although he has not really become the realm of Judan, he has completely surpassed the level of the foundation period, and his status is immediately different. In addition, Cao Qibu and others have an uncontrollable crisis this time, so he has moved towards it without scruples. Zhenhai took action.

"This...this momentum...is it...is it...is it..." The disciple who secretly followed Meng Zhuifeng was Lin Ganmu, the disciple of Shuo Tianfeng's third elders, Lin Jueyi. He was secretly following behind to see how Meng Zhuifeng made a fool of himself, but suddenly his body was shocked and stared at the two in the sky. Covering the sky, there was an uproar in his heart. Because of the breath from the two palm prints, he felt a power beyond the foundation period.

Even if it is three or four miles away from Meng Zhuifeng, he can feel the strength of this power, which is not the power of the basing monks at all. He can only feel that power on his master Lin Jueyi and several other deacon elders, although the breath in Meng Chuifeng's palm is better than that. When a few people came, they looked very weak, but the higher spiritual pressure was not true at all.

"The Realm of Judan! This is definitely the realm of gathering Dan!" Suddenly, a shocked voice sounded behind Lin Ganmu. Lin Ganmu looked back and another four or five disciples appeared behind him. They all stared at the two palm prints covering the sky in the air, opened their mouths wide, and were shocked and speechless.

"I said what's crazy about Meng Zhuifeng today? He rampaged in the secret place, caught him when he saw people, and inquired about the whereabouts of Yu Zhenhai when he saw people. It turned out that he broke through the realm of Judan and wanted to find Yu Zhenhai to solve their previous contradictions? A middle-aged man with a strong face, two eyes showing a strange yellow color, and a slight hunchback on his back said.

"It turned out to be Lawyer Ye." Lin Fangmu knew this middle-aged man. He was one of the true disciples of Qiu Ruoxu, the peak owner. His name was Yelu Changfeng. His cultivation was only under Pang Longlian, and he was about to enter the peak of the later period. His strength was very strong, but now Yelu Changqing's face also flashed with a complex look, jealousy, emotion and shock. There is regret and a trace of resentment.

The following disciples, there are two elders, Feng Tianqin, and three elders, Wei Keming, but there are no two brothers at the scene. This situation is also very wonderful.

"It's broken! Since Meng Zhuifeng has surpassed the cultivation of the foundation period, Yu Zhenhai is definitely not his opponent. At this time, Yu Zhenhai will definitely be captured by Meng Zhufeng, so the relationship between Yu Zhenhai and Huang Daqian's master and apprentice will definitely be ruthlessly humiliated by Meng Zhuifeng.

Yelu Chuifeng put away the complex expression on his face and said in a heavy mood. Although he had no friendship with Yu Zhenhai, he was not used to Meng Zhuifeng's arrogance, so he was worried about Yu Zhenhai.

"But why didn't Yu Zhenhai react at all? Is it scared by Meng Zhuifeng's strength in the Judan period? Impossible! Yu Zhenhai is also the seventh figure of the elite. Even if he knows that he is invincible, it is impossible to be captured like this! Does he have any secret weapons?"

Thinking of this, Yelu Changfeng shook his head and drove this unrealistic idea out of his mind.

"Impossible! The gap between the Judan period and the foundation period can't be filled by anything at all, unless it is a legendary treasure, but with the status of Yu Zhenhai, it is impossible to have a treasure at all. The ending has been determined. I'm afraid Yu Zhenhai will really be bad this time.

In the loud noise, Meng Zhuifeng's two palm prints rose again. Each palm seal has reached the size of one and a half mu, and there is only ten feet away from the top of Zhenhai's head. As long as there is another time when he can't breathe, he will suppress it with boundless power and directly capture Zhenhai.

Yu Zhenhai seemed to be unaware of it. He still closed his eyes slightly, sat in the void, and there was no expression on his face, as if his soul had left his body, and everything around him didn't care about him.

"Hmph - the breath on my palm print is so magnificent that Yu Zhenhai can't be unaware of it. Is he pretending to be mysterious? Then you will completely miscalcify. You certainly can't imagine that I am already the cultivation of the realm of fake elixir. No matter what kind of conspiracy and trick it is, it is false in the face of absolute strength, and it is not vulnerable at all. When Meng Zhuifeng saw that Yu Zhenhai didn't seem to care about his attack, he couldn't help thinking with a trace of anger and hatred in his heart.

Brush——

The overwhelming palm print is only five feet away from the top of Yu Zhenhai's head. The magnificent spiritual power between the palms is like a violent tornado, which makes the aura vortex on the top of Zhenhai's head tremble. When Yu Zhenhai is about to be wrapped up and bound, Yu Zhenhai's two eyes The eyes suddenly opened.

At this moment, there seemed to be two sharp flashes in the secret place. For a moment, Lin Ganmu and others in the distance could no longer see the figure of Yu Zhenhai at all. They only saw a bright light in the position of Zhenhai, dazzling, like the scorching sun in the world of cultivation. .

"What? This light... Is it..." Yelu Changfeng groaned in the depths of his throat. The situation in front of him was completely out of his inner endurance, but the reason in his heart calmly told him that everything in front of him was extremely real, not his daydream.

At this time, Yu Zhenhai moved, but it was very "slow". At least in the eyes of Yelu Changfeng and others, Yu Zhenhai's movement was really very "slow".

Between Yu Zhenhai opened his eyes "slowly", and then "slowly" looked at the palm prints on his head. When he saw the overwhelming palm prints, a "slowly" smile appeared on his face.

buzz-

Yu Zhenhai "slowly" raised his arms and slowly pushed them to the void. Suddenly, two faint yellow air masses emerged from his two palms and walked lightly towards the sky.

It's just that no matter how you look at it, the two air masses emitted from Yu Zhenhai's palm are just the size of the pot lid. Compared with Meng Zhuifeng's palm print, it is simply the difference between an ant and an elephant.

"Is Yu Zhenhai really stunned by Meng Zhuifeng? How could he easily deal with the attack of a Judan monk?" Several disciples coincidentally had such an idea in their hearts.

But immediately they were stunned again, and the situation in front of them once again exceeded the limit of their imagination, which almost broke their hearts, which were originally fragile because of Meng Zhuifeng Judan.

Creeling——

A harsh sound suddenly sounded in the air. Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Meng Zhuifeng's two palm prints with boundless momentum actually stopped the downward trend. To be precise, it has encountered very tough obstacles.

It lies in the air five feet above the head of the sea. Two yellow air masses with a diameter of three feet are suspended under the palm print. Although the volume is still so different, it firmly resists the palm print of Meng Zhuifeng. No matter how agitated the spiritual power in the palm print is, it can no longer be lowered. Down even an inch of space.

"What? This is impossible?" Meng Zhuifeng's eyes almost stared out. Are his eyes dazzled? Yu Zhenhai actually carried his own attack so easily. He is in the realm of fake elixir!

"There must be something wrong! There must be some powerful magic weapon on Zhenhai to resist my palm print. However, the strength of the fake elixir realm is not what you can imagine. I not only want to teach you a lesson, but also take away your magic weapon. Meng Zhuifeng calmed down quickly, and a cold light reappeared in his eyes.

buzzing——

Meng Zhuifeng's body suddenly permeated with a strong breath, surging as the sea and as thick as a mountain. There was a shocking shout in his mouth, and another two palms were printed out, superimposed with the two palm prints in front of him, once again condensing momentum and suppressing Yu Zhenhai.