The city is full of spiritual energy, and the Feiyu tribe is coming and going, the people are crowded and lively.

Wang An followed them straight to a mountain with spiritual energy. There were many buildings on the spiritual peak, waterfalls and springs, birds and beasts appeared, and there was a fairy-like atmosphere.

Yuhun took Wang An and Xiao Ruoli to a mountain that was ten thousand feet high. There was a majestic and magnificent palace on the mountain. The courtyard was filled with yards, and the light of inspiration was shining, and an invisible pressure emanated from it.

The magic circles can be seen everywhere, and the entire hall is shrouded in a faint halo.

There are three large gilded characters on the entrance of the hall: Feather Immortal Palace.

"Haha, two fellow Taoists, try the unique spiritual tea of ​​our Feiyu clan!" After the host and guest sat down, Yuhun personally poured a cup of spiritual tea for Wang An and the others.

"Thank you senior!"

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be polite. You and I can only get along with each other! Fellow Taoist thinks how we are in Feiyu Clan. If you like it, you can stay for a few more days. There are many very precious items in your human race in the market here. If you have time, you can go and take a look." Yuhun said with a smile.

The three of them were drinking spiritual tea, looking like they were talking and laughing.

"call out!"

After about half a moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure shot from outside, and the aura turned into an old man with thin body and white hair.

The old man's eyes were bright and his body was filled with power of the law. A dangerous aura that made Wang An and Xiao Ruoli stand upside down came to his face.

"Hehe, are you the human monk who practices both Dharma body?"

The old man looked at Wang An and grinned, showing a very strange smile.

After saying that, he flashed his body and punched Wang An directly.

A powerful law of force permeated the void, and the majestic spiritual pressure instantly locked on Wang An.

It's time to say it, it's time to go!

Wang An had no time to punch him, and the opponent's attack was already coming.

"Bang bang bang!"

A huge force spread out from all directions. Wang An was hit and flashed. He instantly took several steps before he stood firm.

"Hmph, senior, what do you mean?" Wang An's eyes stern and he stared at the person with dissatisfaction.

If he hadn't responded correctly, this old man with a weak appearance would definitely be a monk in the middle stage of fusion, or even the late stage of fusion.

Under the sensing of Wang An's spiritual consciousness, the breath around this person is as vast as an abyss, like a sleeping volcano, or like a raging ocean, containing endless terrifying pressure that destroys the world.

"Haha, Yu Feng, the elder of the Feiyu Clan, your body refining cultivation is indeed comparable to that of a fusion cultivator. This is really rare among the human race. There are very few people who have practiced body refining and realized the Taoism. I never expected that fellow Taoists would have such courage."

"Since your cultivation is in line with it, then I will discuss something with you and you will understand the reason." Yu Feng found a seat directly, said calmly with a smile on his face.

When Wang An heard the name Yu Feng, his heart was shocked and he was shocked. This person was indeed a late-stage fusion cultivator in the legendary Feiyu clan. No wonder he revealed a sense of mystery like the incarnation of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth everywhere.

"Oh, you are just trying to know my body cultivation level? I don't know what it means." Wang Anbuxian said, staring at the other party.

"I guess the Yuhun has already told you about the Hundred Holy Battlefield. Some disciples of our Feiyu clan discovered a mysterious magic circle space in the ancient battlefield, and found a broken Feiyu clan soul inside."

"It's a pity that the magic array is very mysterious, and even if it is incomplete, we cannot break it. However, when we enter the magic array space, all our cultivation is suppressed, and only the body-refining cultivators can exude the power of their bodies." Yu Feng said helplessly.

"Oh, your spiritual race is so powerful, why did you ask me, the human race to come to this muddy water?" Wang An asked with confusion.

"Fellow Taoist I don't know that the magic circle restriction should be set by the human race's powerful powers. We and the spiritual race cannot enter it at all. We have also found several human races who transformed the gods and refined the void to check it out, but they either fell or had no results." Yu Feng said at Wang An and stared at Wang An.

"This time, our Feiyu Clan only needs the residual soul of the Feather Clan, and all the other gains will be handed over to fellow Taoists. There are many elixirs of elixirs, and even 100,000-year-old elixirs in it may exist." Yu Feng saw that Wang An still frowned, and seemed not interested, and explained excitedly.

"Haha, I can accompany you, but you have to promise me one thing. That is, the famous Kunpeng escape technique of your Feiyu tribe is left to me to understand for one day." Wang An smiled and suddenly said slowly.

The reason why the Feiyu tribe stands proudly among the spiritual tribe has been passed down for countless years is because they have a technique that is said to be from the true spirit Kunpeng. If the Mahayana does not come out, few people will chase the speed of this technique.

"Okay, okay, I promise you!" Yu Feng looked at Wang An unexpectedly, pondered for a moment, and finally agreed to Wang An's request.

In his opinion, only the bird clan can practice the Kunpeng escape technique. As a human clan, Wang An has no wings and will not gain much after one day of understanding.

He would never have imagined that Wang An had a secret technique called Feng Lei Escape, which could have a pair of strange wings on his own.

"Haha, this matter is decided. When will you go, please set a time." Wang An said excitedly in a happy mood.

"It's scheduled to be in three days. I will go to the Hundred Holy Battlefield with you, and only I can find that place!"

*******

Wang An didn't know that he seized the opportunity of the Cyclops of the Cyclops and killed the Flying Rat Clan, which spread throughout half of the spiritual world in just a short time.

Someone also recorded the situation where Wang An used his spiritual eyes that day, and these photo talismans also circulated among major forces.

In a mysterious ancient hidden sect on the spiritual interface, a monk with spiritual energy rolling all over his body and sword energy suddenly swelled up the shadow talisman in his hand.

This is really the first swordsman sect in the spiritual world. If it weren't for the fact that this sect did not participate in the struggle and was included in the Hidden Sect, this sect would definitely be considered the second largest force in the spiritual world.

As for the legendary first force, the suppression of the Mahayana monks of the human race, no one can surpass it; however, the Sword Sect is also very profound, and Mahayana monks have appeared, and some people have ascended to the immortal world.

"Are you sure this person is the little devil in the lower world?" The man asked coldly to the woman crawling in front of him.

"Report to the Taoist Lord, this matter is absolutely true. This person is definitely the monk. I don't know why his cultivation suddenly soared so much that he did not successfully enter the spiritual world." The woman said with a look of panic.
Chapter completed!