Several masters with the surname of Long can't make a move for the time being. Just released the shackles of the dragon wrapped grass, but also need to ease a little before moving.
However, as long as they stood not far away, it was a great pressure on Elder Feng, and he had to put a lot of thought into preventing the sudden attack of the seven dragon masters.
At this moment, Elder Feng really regretted it. Knowing that this Yang Chen was so difficult to deal with, why did he have to kill Yang Chen because of a little strife of willpower? This time, the chicken flying eggs are not to mention, and even his mission from the lower realm has become illusory.
Thinking of the mission of the lower realm, Elder Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master Yang, it was a misunderstanding before, and it was my fault. We still have to face the Zhao family, the enemy of life and death, so don't fight for yourself. Are you dead?"
"I remembered that it was my own at this time? Why did you go earlier?" Before Yang Chen could speak, Ao Lie was already teasing him on the side. He has been abused by Lin Zhengyuan these days, and it is easy to see someone who is even worse than him. Naturally, he should take advantage of his words and feel comfortable.
Yang Chen didn't answer at all. After bending the flying sword, it was much easier to deal with. He directly shoved the curved flying sword into Xiaotian's mouth and let him swallow the sword edge into his stomach.
The problem of howling and the variance is not a matter of one or two big realms, but a large spatial level, so at the beginning, you must not let Xiaotian do it casually. Now that the flying sword is damaged, Yang Chen is still holding a hilt in his hand. No matter how hard the opponent tries, it is impossible to hurt Xiaotian.
In an instant, Elder Feng realized that his flying sword was being strongly swallowed by the imprint of divine consciousness on it. In just a while, the imprint of divine consciousness that he relied on to control the flying sword was reduced by more than half.
If it is before the flying sword is intact. In this situation, Elder Feng only needs to think about it. The flying sword will slash everywhere, slashing under the sword what is trying to devour the imprint of his divine sense.
But. The previous Feijian was severely damaged, and the hilt was held by Yang Chen, so it was impossible to hurt him. He wanted to rush over, but the few golden immortal masters around him surrounded him to death, and there were five dragon clan golden immortal masters staring at them. A real golden immortal master as strong as Elder Feng could only do nothing. Watching Yang Chen control Xiaotian to swallow the consciousness on his flying sword little by little.
At this time, if you want to hide and tuck again, you will lose your life. There was no other way, Elder Feng could only forcibly summon his own natal magic weapon. The puppet that looks exactly like him.
The puppet had already arrived at the Great Wilderness Sect. To avoid suspicion from others, Elder Feng's puppet had been staying in a quiet room in the sect to retreat. He is an elder, so it is natural for everyone from the Great Wilderness to disturb him easily.
Upon receiving the call, the puppet stood up directly, smashed through the roof and flew in this direction. It's a pity that the distance between the two sides is too far. Even if the puppet itself has a real Golden Immortal level of cultivation, it will not be able to catch up in a day or two. Unless Elder Feng can persist until that time.
The current Elder Feng is insisting. And Yang Chen and others did not immediately kill. It is very rare to have a real Jinxian-level opponent. The masters of the Long family take turns to fight, and they always keep suppressing, but they don't always kill immediately. The two sides were so exhausted.
He was used as a training target for himself. Elder Feng has no opinion at all. It's better than they swarm up and kill themselves, right? Anyway, Elder Feng feels that he can persevere and can always wait until the magic weapon of his life comes.
More than ten days, it was enough for Roaring Tian to completely devour the consciousness on the flying sword. The moment when the imprint of divine consciousness completely disappeared. The puppet, who was frantically rushing outside, was shocked and stopped in place for a moment. It flew towards this side again.
As the owner of the puppet, Elder Feng can of course understand the actions of the puppet. I also understand the reason why the puppet just stood still. Looking at the roaring sky flying up and down happily over there, I couldn't help but gnashing my teeth and hating.
Where did this younger generation find Jairt, and he could actually make Jairt his own demon pet. If this Jairt is his own demon pet, why bother refining that puppet, and refining Jairt directly is the most powerful magic weapon.
Possibly aware of Elder Feng's thoughts, Xiaotian suddenly turned to Elder Feng's side, and an angry roar came out of his mouth.
After losing Feijian, other than the puppet that was still on the road, Elder Feng had no magic weapon brought down from Immortal Realm. The only dozens of medicinal pills are still refined in the spiritual world.
Yang Chen's hand held the Immortal Slaying Sword again. This time, Roaring Tian has catalyzed his ability to the extreme, just waiting for Yang Chen to launch a fatal blow.
This was originally the cave that Elder Feng obtained in the spiritual world, but after being refined by the geographical map of mountains and rivers, this place became a part of the geographical map of mountains and rivers. In the geographical map of mountains and rivers, Yang Chen's third spirit and Gongsunling are the masters.
So many Jinxian masters have been playing for such a long time, and the topography here has been destroyed in a mess, and they can no longer recognize the original appearance. But no matter how you change it, it can't change the fact that this place is already controlled by the third spirit.
Yang Chen swung the Immortal Slaying Sabre in both hands, standing far away and slashing it ruthlessly. It looked funny, but when the speed of the Immortal Slaying Sabre reached the highest level, Yang Chen's people had already appeared behind Elder Feng, and the blade of the Immortal Slaying Sabre also appeared on his back.
Bang, when Elder Feng noticed in time and blocked a protective magic weapon from the spiritual world behind him, it was too late. The Immortal Slaying Saber smashed the magic weapon that was hastily sacrificed, and slashed heavily on Elder Feng's back.
Because the material of the vajra carving has not been completely refined, the sword of immortal sword is almost without a blade now, and some are just a dull blade, even if the entrance to the sky and the sword are not sharp, this is the essence decided on.
However, although the Immortal Slaying Sword at this moment has no sharp edge, it has two qualities that the previous Immortal Slaying Sword did not have, sturdiness and weight. The material of the diamond is already indestructible, and with its extraordinary weight, even if there is no blade, it is a horrifying and terrifying injury to people.
Especially when the Immortal Slaying Sabre was still in Yang Chen's hand, Li Qingtian's strength and the bonus brought by the speed of the Immortal Slaying Saber smashed it slantingly on the back of Elder Feng, directly smashing the sword in battle. Elder Feng slammed into the ground.
The place where Elder Feng landed instantly turned into a huge pit, and a human-shaped deep hole appeared out of thin air. Before Elder Feng's painful cries could come out of his throat, he was quickly blocked in this deep hole, and everyone only heard a few dull cries from the deep hole. To be continued. .