It was already late at night, and Yang Feng left the cave and found a certain direction and broke through the air.

As a result, after not long after flying, Yang Feng felt a sudden sensation of darkness in the sky, and a palm appeared silently and fell out of thin air.

Countless white sparks emerged out of thin air like scattered flowers of the goddess. Countless sparks shot out, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred meters in an instant, making Yang Feng unable to avoid it.

The air temperature nearby cooled down rapidly, and even a layer of frost appeared on the nearby hills.

Yang Feng was slightly stunned, then he lifted a punch and slammed it out, and an invisible force suddenly surged out.

Bang bang!

With a series of loud noises, almost all the sparks collapsed like bubbles.

The white palm seemed to be trembling constantly by this huge force. After a twist of the void nearby, a rumbling sound broke out.

The owner of the palm seemed to be caught off guard and hurriedly disappeared into the void.

Not far away, a figure covered in white light appeared in the void, holding a ruler in his hand.

As soon as the figure appeared, he threw the ruler in his hand out high.

The ruler suddenly became a hundred meters in size, and the patterns on the surface burst into dazzling light.

When the ruler fell, it slashed towards the place where Yang Feng was.

Yang Feng snorted coldly, stretched out a palm and grabbed it in the void.

A huge force that made the air stagnate into the ruler, causing the light on the surface of the ruler to tremble continuously, and it was impossible to fall.

At this moment, the spiritual patterns on the surface of the giant ruler were flourishing, and a monster with a bull head and dragon body appeared faintly, and a strange scream like a cow roar appeared.

The blue giant ruler was buzzing and trembling, and it was about to press down again.

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and urged the little Beidou star Yuangong in his body. Five blue lights flashed in his chest and abdomen, and a clear Beidou star pattern appeared. However, only five big stars shone brightly, and the other two big stars were dull.

The five fingers he poked out suddenly closed, and the nearby void twisted and swayed violently!

The phantom of the strange dragon on the surface of the blue giant ruler let out a whine, and a "bang" sound dispersed.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, show mercy under his dismounting mirror!"

Seeing this, the white figure quickly spoke.

After the words came to an end, a white light shone around him, revealing a man in purple robe with white hair.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed, and his fist, which was about to clench his entirely, paused.

Ma Jing made a gesture like lightning in his hand, and the blue ruler shrank a hundred times in a flash. After a flash, he fell back into his hand. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, through the spiritual treasure in his hand, he could clearly feel how terrifying the other party's grasp was. If he hesitated for a moment, he would probably lose his spirituality even if this treasure was not destroyed.

Although he did not do his best, seeing the other party's understatement, he obviously showed mercy.

"What does Fellow Daoist Ma mean?"

Yang Feng asked with his hands on his back and his face blankly.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't mind. I don't have any offense. I just want to try out the true strength of fellow Daoist. After all, the agreement between you and the ancestor is an extremely important thing for this sect. I have to see what the savings of this sect can get after a million years."

Ma Jing flipped his hand and put away the jade ruler and said with a smile.

"What do fellow Taoists think now?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a smile.

"Brother Yang's strength is far beyond expectations, and being able to practice the Little Big Dipper Star Yuan Gong to such a state in such a short period of time has really opened my eyes. Some people in this sect have practiced this technique before, but unfortunately they are just a first look at the path."

Ma Jing sighed and praised sincerely.

"Fellow Daoist Ma has been awarded."

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said like this.

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "About the lost classics of the Sutra Pavilion of the Emperor's Sect, you can engrave them after Yang finishes this trip."

"Fellow Daoist Yang is polite. There is another copy of the missing classics. It's just that you promised the ancestor, and I hope you don't forget it."

Ma Jing said, bowing to Yang Fengyaoyao.

"Of course, there is no regret for what Yang promised." Yang Feng said frankly.

"Okay, if you have this sentence, I will feel at ease. Brother Yang seems to have something to do, so I won't disturb you." Ma Jing clasped his fists at Yang Feng again with tactfulness.

Yang Feng didn't say much, and his green aura flew into the distance with a wrap around his body. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the vicinity without a trace.

...

Immortal Realm, Beihan Immortal Realm.

A green mountain peak, more than a thousand feet high, was shrouded in the mist emitted by thick spiritual energy. On the top of the peak was a magnificent golden hall shining brightly against the rising sun.

At this time, an old man with a long bearded dressed in a purple-gold Taoist robe and a lotus crown in the hall was sitting on a large red sandalwood chair, holding a crystal clear jade tea cup in his hand. After taking a sip, he raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

The man looked like he was in his twenties and thirties, wearing a black suit, saluted respectfully at the old man, and said, "Tongtian Xianchang, I am a junior Dumer, who is here to visit today because I hope that Xianchang can help me find someone with the secret technique of heaven."

Du Mo is the Five Elements Taoist Lord who followed Yang Feng through the Gate of Eternal Life. He and Yang Feng had an original hatred. After coming to the immortal world of the Eternal Life universe, he began to chase Yang Feng.

"I'm not interested in who you are, but you should know the rules of Tongtian Pavilion, right?"

The old man put the teacup gently on the coffee table next to him and said calmly.

"A ten thousand years of purple sunflower in the Void Sea, two top-grade golden-eyed longan stones, plus a bottle of Poyang Huiyin Water, I wonder if I am satisfied with the immortals?"

The young man in black immediately took a step forward and said so.

After saying that, two delicate purple boxes and a white jade bottle appeared in the void in front of him. The covers and bottle plugs were opened by themselves, revealing the things hidden inside.

The old man glanced over, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded slightly, "I'm still a little sincere. Tell me, who are you looking for?"

"This person is a strong enemy I have met before. I thought I had died five hundred years ago. I only found out recently that he might still be alive, but I don't know where he is now. I hope the immortal elder can help me find it."

The young man in black frowned and said.

"Can there be anything related to his bloodline, or something like hair, scales, or something?" the old man asked.

The young man in black hesitated for a moment, flipped his wrist, took out a white porcelain bottle, handed it over, and said, "This person's bloodline is a bit special. When I was fighting with him, I managed to obtain such a drop of essence and blood. Is the immortal chief looking at whether it is suitable?"

The old man took the porcelain bottle and shook it. He felt that the amount of money he bought was quite heavy. He opened the bottle cap and sniffed it slightly, and his expression changed.

"How strange, how strange, who is this person? Does the bloodline contain so many true spiritual powers?" Tongtian Xian Chang shouted in surprise.

"This... I will not hide it from the immortal chief. This person is a person who ascended the Five Elements Universe in the Lower Realm. He has a variety of magical powers and is really strong. The younger generation was defeated by luck back then."

The young man in black hesitated for a moment and said.

"The person who ascended the lower realm...forget it, follow me."

Tongtian Xian pondered for a while, stood up, and walked towards the back hall with one hand on his back.

The young man in black followed him around an exquisite golden-lacquered screen in the hall, walked through the back hall, and came to a secret room.

The secret room is very spacious, with triple ring-shaped dense patterns engraved on the ground, which is obviously some extremely complex formation pattern. There are no tables and chairs in the room, and only a large bronze urn is placed in the center.

The big urn is about three feet high, and the whole body is also full of ancient and strange patterns, which are closely connected with the patterns on the ground and are integrated.

The young man in black walked to the big jar with Tongtianxian. He looked down and saw that the jar was filled with black liquid, and the shadows of the two were blurred on the liquid surface.

The old man opened the lid of the porcelain bottle in his hand, turned his wrist and poured down the drop of essence and blood hidden inside.

"Ding Dong!"

A drop of light golden blood slid from the bottle and fell into the jar, making a slight sound, splashing ring-shaped ripples, rippling around.

Immediately afterwards, Dumer saw the originally pitch-black liquid in the jar, which immediately faded towards the surroundings with the ripples. In the blink of an eye, the inside of the jar became extremely clear.

You can see through the liquid level that there are also circles of circular patterns engraved at the bottom of the urn.

Seeing this, Tongtian Xian's lips twitched and immediately recited the obscure mantra that was hard to understand.

"open!"

After a while, he heard a loud shout from his mouth, poked his eyebrows with one hand, and then pointed at the bronze urn.

A muffled "Buzz..." sound.

When the bronze urn was pointed at the edge of the urn with both fingers, it suddenly shook, and the patterns engraved on the urn's body suddenly emitted a strong blue light.

Then, the light spread down the runes, and soon lit up the entire formation on the ground.

Before Dumer could react, he was shrouded in a blue light.

In a trance, he found that he was standing on a wide area of ​​water. Looking around, he saw a circle of green mountains surrounding him.

"This is... in a urn!"

After watching for a while, the young man in black murmured to himself in a daze.

"Don't look around, you only have five breaths!"

At this time, the long voice of Tongtianxian suddenly came from above, like a thunder rolling, which made Du Mo feel so shocked that he couldn't help but feel a thunder in his heart.

He quickly calmed down and looked around and saw nothing but the endless mountains and rivers.

But then, he suddenly lowered his head as if he felt something, but saw a faint golden blood line extending towards the water surface under his feet.

Dumer looked at it intently and found a vague blue figure appearing under the water surface, sometimes far and sometimes near, as if it were real and as virtual. He tried hard to see clearly, but he could not do it at all.

Just as he wanted to lower his body and pierce his head into the water to find out the truth, the blood line under his feet suddenly dissipated in a blur and disappeared.

He was slightly stunned. Before he could think about it, the surrounding scenery turned into a dizzy and twisted.

When he came to his senses, he found himself still standing next to the bronze urn, bent and held the edge of the urn with both hands.

He looked down and saw that the liquid in the jar was still as dark as ink, and everything just now was like a dream.
Chapter completed!