The demon dragon mountain range, holy light rushes into the sky.
Qin Feng held the magic pen in his hand, and his sharp edge made the ancestor white hair dare not approach half a step.
The Qiankun Pen, the top Taoist tool, can even be compared to the Three Sovereign Treasures, possessing the power to kill saints.
The Patriarch White Mao felt a deep crisis and had to deal with it carefully.
At the same time, he was also greedy, staring at Qiankun pen with green light in his eyes.
"The Qiankun pen is a famous artifact of the ancient times. If you are willing to hand it over, I can spare you my life. I can also forget about your looting of the treasure house before."
The white-haired ancestor smiled.
"Use the three treasure vaults for Qiankun pen? Why don't you grab it?"
Qin Feng rolled his eyes.
Not to mention these three treasure houses, even if they were exchanged for the entire Baidi Star, it was far inferior to the value of Qiankun Pen.
Especially for the saints, it can completely inspire the Qiankun pen, and it is infinitely powerful.
"You are right. On this Baidi star, all the treasures belong to my ancestor Baimao. Even the Qiankun pen in your hand is mine. Since you are willing to hand it over, I have to grab it. "
The white-haired ancestor sneered coldly.
Although Qin Feng had Taoist tools close to him, his cultivation was always too weak, far inferior to the white-haired ancestor.
The white-haired ancestor did not retreat but moved forward, and came towards Qin Feng to culminate.
"court death!"
Qin Feng shouted wildly, without hesitation, the Qiankun pen suddenly fell.
The pen fairy turned into a white light and blended into that peerless pen front, cutting the heaven and the earth, separating the universe, and breaking all kinds of laws.
The void, in a way that is visible to the naked eye, has been opened by a huge gutter.
The white-haired ancestor's complexion changed drastically, and he evaded everywhere, not daring to meet this stroke.
However, the pen immortal has spirit, no matter how the white-haired ancestor escapes, he will avoid the pursuit of this pen.
Huh—
With the flick of his fingers, the ten thousand-zhang pen sharp disappeared in a flash, dividing the body of the white-haired ancestor into two.
Not only the physical body, but even the soul body and primordial spirit are all shattered one after another.
Even Qin Feng was taken aback by this situation.
Although the white-haired ancestor only took time to disintegrate, he is a saint after all, the strong at the top of the pyramid!
"How is this possible... my goodness..."
The three-headed mysterious snake on the side was also very scared.
If this stroke is applied to it, it must not survive.
However, the white-haired ancestor's soul is immortal, even if it is broken up, it will quickly condense and recover.
If you want to kill a sage, unless it is a semi-sage with a Qiankun pen, with the law of the cave and the law of creation on the Dao, you can have the chance to kill the saint.
Qin Feng is only the third-order primordial spirit, and he hasn't even comprehended the law of the sky, it is impossible to kill the saint.
Even smashing the body of the white-haired ancestor is the result of the spirit pen fairy.
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"This person is immortal and immortal, even if I have the Universe Pen in my hand, I can't beat him by all means."
Qin Feng was shocked.
With his cultivation base, he can only use the Universe Pen twice in a row.
He has already used it once now, and it consumes a lot of his mana and spirit.
He must retain some strength to bring Xueji into the cave.
"Senior Sister Xueji, how are you recovering?"
Qin Feng's secret language transmission.
"Thirty percent has been restored, and the shuttle space is no longer a problem. Come back soon."
Xue Ji responded.
"Great!"
Qin Feng was so excited that he immediately turned back into the lonely mountain.
"Little thief, don't want to run away."
At this time, the white-haired ancestor had recovered his body and was catching up.
"Old Piff, do you still want to try the power of Qiankun Pen?"
Qin Feng turned around and scolded, making gestures with Qiankun.
The white-haired ancestor looked shocked, and his body suddenly stopped, for fear that Qin Feng would use the Qiankun pen again.
Although he won't be killed by Qiankun Pen, his body and soul are destroyed, and the fear of wandering on the edge of life and death is still lingering.
Moreover, if the soul is broken many times, it will also weaken his strength to a certain extent.
The white-haired ancestor was jealous, so he dared not pursue it with all his strength.
Qin Feng did not linger for a moment, grabbed Xue Ji's hand, and rushed towards the depths of the cave.
The white-haired ancestor followed closely, unwilling to give up.
He didn't care about the rest. He had to get this peerless Taoist tool of Qiankun Pen, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping and eating.
"The gate of the cave mansion is right in front."
In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng and the other two came to the outside of the cave.
There is a bronze portal at the entrance of the cave, with dragons and phoenixes carved, and the inscriptions are profound, permeating the atmosphere of ancient times.
"Longmen, come on!"
Qin Feng bit the tip of his tongue and spouted a mouthful of original blood energy.
The blood sprayed on the ancient bronze gate, which immediately activated the large formation, and the dragon gate opened suddenly.
However, between the dragon gates, a layer of golden light waved to isolate the inner and outer worlds.
"Senior Sister Xueji, let's go."
Qin Feng glanced at Xueji, and the two clasped their fingers together as they shuttled through the space at the same time.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
When the white-haired ancestor arrived, the two had turned into an afterimage, and disappeared out of thin air.
"what?"
The white-haired ancestor was shocked.
He stared at the ancient bronze door and looked up and down for a long time.
"In this Demon Dragon Mountain Range, there is still such an ancient cave mansion hidden?"
The ancestor white hair took a breath.
He could see through it at a glance. This ancient bronze gate was an ancient thing, and the magic circle mask was also very powerful and insurmountable.
"Could it be that this is the secret hiding thing the three-headed mysterious snake said?"
The white-haired ancestor's eyes lit up.
At this time, the three-headed profound snake had also penetrated into the hinterland, and the panel was outside the cave.
"Old Patriarch, this cave mansion is very weird. No matter how hard I try, it will be unbreakable."
The three-headed mysterious snake sighed.
"Let me try."
The white-haired ancestor did not believe in evil.
He slapped out suddenly, the violent mana turned into a match, and slammed on the light wall.
Boom...
The dull loud noise spread throughout the Monster Dragon Mountain Range.
The ancient bronze door was unmoved, only the light wall flickered slightly, stirring up a circle of brilliance ripples.
"How is this possible? With my cultivation base, I can't actually shake this barrier?"
The white-haired ancestor was shocked.
"The person who set up this enchantment must be the pinnacle of the Primordial Spirit Stage. With our strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through."
The three-headed mysterious snake said again.
"No, you must not let the little thief go."
Unwilling to reconcile, the white-haired ancestor blasted out several palms continuously, and his mana was like a torrent, constantly hitting the ancient bronze door.
The lonely peak shook again and again, the mountain wall cracked, and the sky was shaking.
However, this ancient bronze door was unscathed and desperately cold.
"Impossible... It is impossible..."
The white-haired ancestor's eyes are scarlet, and he growls unwillingly.
The cooked duck flies, no one can be willing.
"Who left this cave house? I have to find this person."
White-haired ancestor shouted loudly.
"Although I'm not sure, the little thief said that the owner of this cave was originally him. I had some doubts at first, but now he has entered the cave, but we can't get in. Could it be the owner of this cave? Little thief?"
The three-headed mysterious snake sighed bitterly.