In the sky, the golden light sword was trembling all over the body, and it continued to fly backwards for a hundred meters before it stabilized again.

But before the Heshan Taoist activates any magic trick, the runes on the surface of the sword suddenly lit up in circles, and the golden light on the sword body surged again, flying towards the giant soap again, with a better momentum than the previous sword.

Due to the decrease in surrounding Taoist soldiers, Yang Feng's pressure suddenly decreased.

Yang Feng's body twisted and faced the giant sword.

Yang Feng suddenly took a breath and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared.

The blue light in Yang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and then he roared.

Ao!

A transparent wave that could be seen with the naked eye spurted out from the giant ape's mouth and rolled towards the giant sword.

The void above twisted, and it suddenly became sunken as if a meteorite had hit the ground, and everything nearby became blurred.

This roar was unusual. It was a magical power after Yang Feng transformed into a giant ape. It was a sonic attack with unimaginable power. With the power of his body, he could break the void.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and the golden giant sword suddenly smashed into the transparent waves, trembling violently, and there was no way to get in again.

As the sound waves continued to vibrate, the dazzling golden sword light broke out like a mirror, and an old face appeared on the surface of the giant sword.

Immediately afterwards, fine cracks began to appear on the sword body, and soon broke inch by a "clang" sound, turning into a golden light and dissipating.

All this is a long story, but it only takes a moment.

The phantom of the Nascent Soul of Zhenren Jingming flashed out of the golden light and reappeared in the air.

The light on his body was a little dim, and his little face showed a look of astonishment. He turned to the scroll suspended in the air without saying a word. With a flash, he disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a narrow blood mark suddenly broke between the golden giant ape's eyebrows, and a ball of black air surged out from it, instantly transforming into a huge black demonic eye, which was the "destructive magic eye" that could penetrate the void.

I saw the black demon eyes standing up, and a black light thread suddenly spewed out from it, flashing and disappearing into the void.

There was a "bang" sound!

Just one step away from the ancient scroll in the air, the black light wire suddenly flashed out and hit the shadow of the Nascent Soul that had reappeared.

The phantom of the Nascent Soul suddenly whimpered into a ball of golden light and dissipated, and the scroll also "sky" and ignited a raging flame, turning into ashes.

"This is...the destruction of the Dharma Eye!"

Seeing this, the child's face changed drastically.

Duan Li saw that the treasure given by the immortal ancestor Baiyunguan was destroyed by the giant ape transformed by Yang Feng in a few seconds, and even a trace of the soul contained therein was wiped out, and his face turned pale.

"What! This person actually has such magical powers that can specialize in the art of teleportation?"

The Taoist of Heshan suddenly felt timid and could no longer care about the magic weapon given by the ancestor, and his face became extremely ugly.

And at this moment, a scene that caused several people to fly out of the sky to happen!

A silver light flashed around the giant ape transformed by Yang Feng, and a large piece of silver flame suddenly surged out from under the hair, wrapping up the whole body.

I saw yellow smoke rising from the giant ape, and the mysterious yellow ropes that were tightly wrapped around it and could not break gradually melted in the burning silver flames, breaking one by one.

The golden giant ape, who had broken free from the bondage, pounded the front and back of the chest with both hands, rolled on the spot, and the silver flames on their bodies disappeared, but replaced by countless silver arcs that were fleeing randomly.

In countless silver arcs, a silver giant bird more than ten feet long suddenly spread its wings and flew out. Its feathers were like steel and its claws were like hooks, which were very similar to the rumored True Spirit Kunpeng.

It is another true spiritual change in the twelve transformations of Jingzhe, Lei Peng.

"not good……"

The child exclaimed in a low voice, and quickly pinched the magic tricks in his hands.

The Xuanhuang token turned wildly, and the Xuanhuang aura on the ground surged out again, lingering towards Lei Peng again.

Duan Li also changed the magic trick immediately. The yellow beans sprayed in the yellow giant gourd in the air turned into Yellow Turbans and then stopped flying into the formation, but instead rushed towards the giant bird.

However, the giant bird turned into a silver hurricane with just shaking its wings, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, causing the rope and the strongman to scatter.

Before the three Mahayana cultivators could react, a silver light flashed in the sky, and the silver Lei Peng's figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The two hook claws explored and grabbed it in the heart of the claws.

A ray of light flashed in the air, and Lei Peng and the gourd both shrank at the same time.

But in a moment, Yang Feng changed back to his human form, holding a clear yellow gourd about one foot high in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist Heshan looked completely dark, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We are not his opponents, go quickly." The first escape light turned into a stream of light and flew towards the distance.

The two children were hesitant at all, and immediately followed the light, not even caring about the Xuanhuang token in the air.

After Yang Feng looked at the gourd in his hand, a blue light suddenly appeared in his hand. He rubbed it hard on the surface. The golden runes originally engraved on the gourd immediately became blurred. Then he raised his hand and wiped them, and the traces of the runes disappeared completely.

Almost at the same time, whether it was arranged on the ground or the Yellow Turban Warehouses rushing towards Yang Feng, they all collapsed to the ground as if they suddenly had their strength collectively. Then the yellow light flashed around them into yellow beans everywhere.

The yellow array formed by it naturally collapsed instantly and disappeared.

He flipped his palm, put away the gourd, glanced at the three people who were escaping into the sky, sneered, and the silver light on his body sounded, turning into a thunderpin again, and his wings shook and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, Duan Li, who was desperately escaping, felt his throat astringent and his heart was depressed.

Previously, his mana consumption was extremely severe because of controlling the gourd and the Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers. At this moment, his escape speed was obviously not as fast as Heshan and Tongren, and they were left far behind.

And just as he was crying, a "sizzling" sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He suddenly thought of something, and suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, feeling cold all over his body.

At this moment, less than a hundred feet above his head, a silver light suddenly appeared, and a pair of huge sharp hook claws suddenly broke through the air and poked out.

Countless slender silver arcs ejected, hovering around the hook claws, and gradually formed a huge circular grid in the astonishing lightning, covering him.

It is not easy for Duan Li to be able to reach the Mahayana realm. He was prepared for a long time, and a large piece of blood suddenly appeared on his body. He opened his mouth and spit it out. The blood-red mini ancient banner several inches high immediately flew out and instantly turned into a giant banner about meter high.

Blood light flowed on the banner, and a bloody storm blew, countless blood mists filled the sky, turning into a huge blood cloud and covering his figure.

However, before his figure could completely disappear, the silver light above flashed, and Lei Peng's body appeared with a loud light, and his claws swept down like a meteorite, instantly smashing into the blood cloud.

There was a rumbling sound!

The silver lightning masterpiece in the blood clouds surged violently.

With a loud roar, Lei Peng's figure tore the entire blood cloud apart in half, penetrated it out and flew out.

A figure was still grasping a pair of sharp hook claws below, struggling violently like a caterpillar. His face looked extremely frightened, and black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, looking extremely miserable.

At this time, the silver Lei Peng suddenly spoke, and said with a thunderous voice: "Fellow Daoist Duan, Yang was merciful to your subordinates before, and he didn't want to cause trouble. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Since this is the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

After saying that, its hook and claws suddenly tightened, and a dazzling silver light suddenly lit up in the heart of the claws, and countless electric wires exploded.

Duan Li shouted bitterly, and half of his body shattered in the silver lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a dark red man with a terrified expression flashed out of his body with a look of horror. Before he could escape far away, he was shot by a splatter of silver thunder, instantly turning into a stream of blue smoke. He disappeared without even a scream.

A Mahayana cultivator who had been calling wind and rain in the spiritual world for countless thousands of years had his soul destroyed, leaving no trace in the world.

From the appearance of Lei Peng transformed by Yang Feng to the killing of Duan Li, this series of actions were like lightning, just a few breaths.

The Tongren and the Heshan Taoist obviously did not intend to help their companion, and they had already escaped missing.

...

Fairyland, inner city of Hei Shui City.

Zhenren Jingming and Gu Yansan were still having tea and chatting on the third floor of the double-eaved loft, but the topic had been unknowingly transferred to the exchange of cultivation experience.

The two were talking as they were enjoying themselves, but Zhenren Jingming's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of bright red essence and blood, as if his vitality was damaged suddenly.

"Fellow Dao Ming, what's wrong?"

Gu Yansanren raised his eyebrows and asked hurriedly.

"The spiritual infant sword talisman I gave to the lower realm was broken!"

Zhenren Jingming's face was as gloomy as water, and he said word by word.

"Impossible, how could such a thing happen! Your Spirit Infant Sword Talisman is equivalent to your full-strength attack. Even if I dare not face the edge, let alone my Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers, can't I kill this person yet?"

When Gu Yansan heard this, he was moved by it.

Jingming's true man looked ugly and didn't say anything.

In the gray space, the children and the Taoist Heshan were turning into two phantoms flying through the sky with lightning speed.

With the cultivation level of the two, they flew with all their might, and they instantly crossed thousands of miles away.

Especially after Duan Li's breath disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, the two of them even used their secret technique to activate their energy, and their escape speed increased greatly.
Chapter completed!