When Taoist Baigu saw this, he pinched the magic trick with his hands.

The integration field suddenly shook, and the green ghost fires inside the white skulls were extinguished layer by layer on top of the eight white bone pagodas, until only eight huge skulls were still lit with green fires.

At this time, the light in the field became dim.

Yang Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he also noticed the surrounding environment, and it was quietly changing.

The Taoist White Bone walked towards Yang Feng step by step and said slowly: "You can force me to this point, boy, you are just a cultivator in the early stage of Jade Immortal Realm, which really makes me admire you. Unfortunately, the realm awareness cannot be brought closer by relying on powerful secret techniques."

Yang Feng was alert, but smiled calmly and said, "You are wrong. My soul secret technique has not been used up yet. How do you know that this gap cannot be narrowed?"

When Taoist Baigu heard this, his steps suddenly stopped, and he was obviously very afraid of Yang Feng's soul attack.

The Taoist White Bone said slowly: "Your soul lamp has been sealed by me. The divine consciousness sword that consumed so much has been used once before. In such a short time, you will never be able to use it again, so you don't have to fool me."

Yang Feng held the sword in one hand and the green gourd in the other hand and smiled and said, "Did I lie to you? Just try it."

The Taoist Baigu sneered, "Since that's the case, then try it."

After saying this, the white light lit up on the white bone Taoist body and his body suddenly surged.

I saw that the clothes on his body were all broken, and ferocious white bones emerged from the surface of his body and extended to the outside of his body. He no longer looked like an immortal, but he turned into a white bone troll.

At the same time, the aura of the White Bone Taoist soared several times, reaching a terrifying level.

The entire field seemed to be affected by the changes of the White Bone Taoist. The light became extremely dim, and the feeling of oppression from it increased several times.

When Yang Feng saw this, his face changed slightly.

The White Bone Taoist who transformed into a white bone troll turned blood-red, but the golden rune in his eyebrows was still there.

The White Bone Taoist let out an angry roar, strode over and headed towards Yang Feng.

Wherever I went, bursts of violent fluctuations broke out in the void, and the void was constantly shaking, and the space seemed to be squeezed.

The golden light released from Yang Feng's treasure wheel couldn't help but retreat with the squeeze of space, and it could not affect the actions of the Taoist Dao Baibing.

Seeing the White Bone Taoist stepping over, lifting a huge palm, and slapping Yang Feng's head.

All his rootless fingers turned into white bones, turned into five white bone sickles, directly tearing through the void and covering Yang Feng, as if he wanted to cut Yang Feng into several sections.

Yang Feng's face changed, and he suddenly waved his hands, and five immortal swords flew out, and golden light shone in the void, turning into a huge golden thunder sword in martial arts, facing the White Bone Scythe.

He stepped on the void and his body retreated toward the back.

Five sharp swords sounded, and after blocking the blow of the white bone troll, the five immortal swords were beaten to lightning, and the golden light fell toward the sea below with great trembling.

Yang Feng had no time to take care of the flying sword. As soon as he flew away hundreds of feet away, a whistling wind suddenly sounded behind him.

Yang Feng punched him, and a huge crack appeared on the body of the White Bone Taoist.

It was not until early morning of the next day that the cracks finally expanded completely and shattered.

At the same time, on the golden wheel hanging above Yang Feng's head, the time pattern was extinguished one after another.

...

Time flies for a few days, and another morning is coming.

As the rising sun rose from the sea level, the first sunlight shone on Yang Feng's cheeks. His eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes slowly opened.

After the Jingyan Firebird calcined the white bone armor into powder, it turned into a silver flame villain. He sat cross-legged on Yang Feng's chest with his arms in his arms, as a way to protect him.

Seeing Yang Feng wake up at this moment, he jumped up immediately and looked at him with joy on his face.

Yang Feng's dizziness and the sequelae of the violent consumption of his spiritual power made his sight unable to recover for a while. He wanted to support his body and sit up, but found that the pain was unbearable on his body, as if he was carrying a huge mountain peak, which was extremely heavy.

He moved slightly in his heart, and understood that it seemed that because he was traveling here with his body, his every move would be suppressed by the invisible rules of the world, so he had this strange situation.

Yang Feng silently used the Great Zhoutian Technique, a hazy white light lit up on his body, and his arms pushed his body to support him and sat up a little. Only then did he see the sperm firebird in front of him clearly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the little man Yinyan jumped up to his shoulders and danced with exaggerated movements.

"Okay, okay, I know everything. You helped me to remove the bone armor constraints, you also took me to escape here, and you still protected me. Thank you for your hard work..." Yang Feng said with a smile when he saw this.

After saying that, he looked around and found that the scenery around him was still in the black sea, and the rotten black whale corpse was still floating on the sea surface, and he was still in the time and space shuttled through.

Yang Feng's heart moved, raised his head, glanced at the golden ring on his head, and found that the time pattern on it was about to be extinguished.

"Come back, we're leaving."

Yang Feng turned his head, glanced at the Sperm Firebird, and said.

The little man Yinyan nodded in a daze, and then his body shook and penetrated into Yang Feng's body.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, calmed down for a while, and the last ball of time pattern finally flashed out.

Immediately afterwards, the golden ring above the head suddenly increased several times, and the black light surged in it, and a deep and dark vortex appeared, and bursts of tearing force came out from it.

Yang Feng felt that his body was lighter and he was pulled into it by a force.

A moment later, in a house, golden light suddenly lit up, and a figure emerged from it. It was Yang Feng.

After calming down, he glanced at the familiar furnishings in the house and the magic circles he had set up, and then he let out a long breath and relaxed a little.

The aftermath of the shock in the sea of ​​consciousness still made him feel quite painful, but the lack of the invisible restraint and detention in the world still made him feel much more happy.

At this time, the light of the crystal wall not far away in front of him was dissipating and gradually disappeared. The Hongjun Tower was also retracting its light and gradually returning to its original state.

Yang Feng raised his hand and the Hongjun Tower then fell leisurely and returned to his hand.

He frowned slightly, gently rubbed the leaves on the Hongjun Tower with his palm, but his mind was trying to communicate with the spirit of the weapon.

While traveling through the past, he clearly remembered that he heard someone talking again in his mind. I believe that it was probably the sound of the spirit of the Hongjun Tower.

Unfortunately, after a while, no one responded.

After a while, he hung the Hongjun Tower back on his neck and put it back into his clothes with a precious and serious place.

Yang Feng's raised palm rubbed against the collar, and his whole arm couldn't help but stutter. When he looked down, he suddenly realized that there was a golden ring on his right ring finger. It looked like it was made of pure gold. Although there was no trace on it, it looked round and full, unlike a common thing.

When he endured the stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness like a tide and looked at the ring intently, he found that there was no fluctuation on it, and he really thought it was like an ordinary ring.

He tried to take off the golden ring, but found that the thing seemed to be integrated with his body and could not be taken off.

After several attempts, Yang Feng felt that his fingers were about to be torn off, but the golden ring was still as stable as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to give up. After all, it seems that nothing is wrong now.

After Yang Feng was sitting in place and breathing for a while, he silently started to activate the Illusion World Art. Then rays of golden light appeared beside him, and treasure wheels, clean bottles and other objects appeared one after another. However, the time Taoist patterns on it had all been extinguished, and the fluctuations of the time law coming from above also seemed much weaker.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A series of golden light suddenly appeared on the golden ring, and it took the initiative to leave his fingers, flew to him, and hung in the air.

I saw it begin to grow rapidly, and the light on it becomes brighter and brighter, turning into a huge golden ring, becoming faintly visible and a little transparent.

Yang Feng was stunned at first, then his eyes moved, and through the golden ring, he saw the light flowing inside. It seemed that dozens of golden crystal silks were constantly flying inside, and powerful power of the law of time was transmitted from it.

That golden ring is actually a time ring condensed from time crystal filaments.

After the time ring flew out, the treasure wheels and others flew up one after another, landing in the time ring, and a large amount of golden light lit up on the surface.

At the same time, Yang Feng felt the light of the Hongjun Tower flashing on his chest, and he was ready to move, as if he wanted to fly out.

Yang Feng was shocked. He had just returned. Are he going to travel through time again?

However, Hongjun Tower only trembled in Yang Feng's arms for a few times, then the light disappeared and he stopped.

The time ring was suspended in the air for a while, and then turned into a golden ring again and flew to Yang Feng's finger.

Yang Feng said to himself with some confusion: "Is it because there is no time pattern?"

There was no answer for a moment, so Yang Feng stopped thinking about it. Then, with a wave of his hand, Baolun and other things flew back immediately and all entered his body.

Then, Yang Feng flipped his wrist, took out a pill to repair the soul, and took it, and rested with his eyes closed.
Chapter completed!