God level travel in history

Chapter 311 Returning to Piaomiao Mountain

As time went by, Xiao Feng's aura suddenly increased.

The golden light outside the body surface also began to become more dazzling, layers of scattered runes began to intertwine, and then imprinted on its body until it disappeared with the golden light.

"call"

Xiao Feng took a long breath, opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, with a little pale gold in them.

Only to see his two fingers together with the saber, and with a light wave, the void in front of him split open instantly.

Half a month ago, after Xiao Feng's cultivation reached the Saint Monarch Realm, he has been comprehending the third chapter of the Guiyuan Emperor's Sutra, Void Art.

To this day, I have finally achieved something.

Xiao Feng stood up, took a step forward, and suddenly there was a terrifying gap under his feet, which was extremely terrifying.

After exiting the Seven Souls Linglong Pagoda, Xiao Feng entered the circular opening first.

"Sect Master, you are here!"

Hun Yun came to Xiao Feng respectfully, followed by a group of men and women.

Among these disciples, there have been disciples below rank four soul immortals, and the highest cultivation level is still Hun Yun, rank eight soul immortals.

As for sisters Xiangqian and Xiangmo, they are clasping their hands together and trying their best to untie the coffin in front of them.

Xiao Feng glanced a few times from a distance, but did not go up to disturb.

"It's time to go to Piaomiao Mountain!"

After explaining some things to Hun Yun, Xiao Feng grunted, turned into a streamer and flew out.

When it reappeared, it had already reached the sky above the Samsara Mountain.

Looking in the direction of Piaomiao Mountain, Xiao Feng slashed forward with his right hand, and suddenly a huge gap appeared in front of him.

Then, Xiao Feng took a step forward and entered the gap.

In an instant, there was a sound of fighting in Xiao Feng's ears.

"The Void Art is really easy to use!"

There was a smile on the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth. At this moment, he had appeared in front of the light curtain of Piaomiao Mountain.

Following the fighting reputation, Xiao Feng saw a familiar figure, Shui Qingrou, the suzerain of the Ice Soul Immortal Sect.

The one who was fighting Shui Qingrou was a middle-aged man who also had the first rank of the Sage Monarch.

Because the Xingyue people have the help of Tianyue at the center of their eyebrows, they have an innate advantage in fighting in the same realm.

The battle became more and more fierce, and Shui Qingrou was gradually at a disadvantage.

Around them, there are also large and small battles.

"Senior Xiao, you are here!"

At this time, Shui Qingrou in the battlefield noticed Xiao Feng's arrival, and a look of joy instantly appeared on his face.

Immediately, he dodges, bringing the battlefield between her and the middle-aged man closer to where Xiao Feng is.

"Are you the only suzerain stationed here among the major sects?"

Xiao Feng glanced around, except for Shui Qingrou, there were no saints from other forces sitting in charge.

Otherwise, this battle would not have been so long and strenuous.

"Well, I have been stationed here recently. Every time there is a change of garrison, each faction will always send a sage. But who would have expected that this time it was my turn, and a sage came out of Piaomiao Mountain. "

Shui gently pointed at the middle-aged man, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You step aside, I have something I want to ask him." Xiao Feng waved his hand gently towards the water, and his eyes moved to the middle-aged man.

Shui softly responded, and a flash appeared behind Xiao Feng.

After the opponent changed, the middle-aged man did not launch an attack immediately, but first distanced himself from Xiao Feng and looked at him vigilantly.

"What is your Xingyue Clan's ultimate intention? Could it be that you still want to occupy the Xuanhuang Continent?"

When the middle-aged man heard the words in Xiao Feng's mouth, his expression changed instantly, and he asked suspiciously, "You know us?"

"I'm asking you what your purpose is!" Xiao Feng's face was stern, and his eyes were questioning.

The middle-aged man clenched his fists and said angrily, "According to the estimated time, we wouldn't be ready to enter your territory so soon. However, not long ago, one of you stole Tianyuan!"

"It is for this reason that we will change our plan and attack the light curtain in advance!"

"Tianyuan?"

Xiao Feng frowned. After such a long time, he didn't know what was the use of that pitch-black broken stone.

"Do you know where Tianyuan is? Hand it over!"

Noticing Xiao Feng's expression, the middle-aged man froze and shouted angrily.

"I don't know, even if I know, I won't give it to you!"

Xiao Feng sneered, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the middle-aged man from the air.

Immediately, there was a rumble in the space where the middle-aged man was, and small, dark cracks began to spread to the middle-aged man's body.

These pitch-black cracks are like extremely hungry wild beasts, and before the middle-aged man can react, they immediately entangle him.

Immediately afterwards, a miserable cry sounded, and the middle-aged man struggled in pain.

With the disappearance of the screams, the figure of the middle-aged man also disappeared.

"Go and clean up the remnants!"

After Xiao Feng used the Void Art to deal with the middle-aged man, he turned his head to look at Shui Qingrou behind him.

With the addition of Shui Genrou, the battlefield not far away quickly showed a one-sided trend.

"shhhhhh"

When this wave of Xingyue clansmen had just been dealt with, several bursting sounds rang out.

"Senior, I didn't expect you to come too."

Seeing Xiao Feng, Wei Mian hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him respectfully.

He was notified by Shui Qingrou that this time there was a foreign race in the Holy Monarch Realm breaking through the light curtain, so he came here immediately.

"Rumble"

Just as Xiao Feng responded with a smile, the purple light curtain trembled violently.

"It's that Black Mountain!"

Xiao Feng frowned. Ever since he came out of Misty Mountain, the weird black mountain inside the light curtain would tremble once in a while.

He knew that the suppressed creatures in that mountain were truly terrifying existences, possessing the strength of a half-lord or higher.

Right now, the disciple lying in the coffin in the inner mountain of Samsara is gradually recovering, and he is not worried about these aliens at all.

What he was afraid of was that there would be creatures breaking out from that black mountain, and if this happened, the Xuanhuang Continent would really come to an end.

"Senior, you have entered Piaomiao Mountain not long ago. I wonder if you have encountered this group of alien races? What is their top combat power?"

Shui Qingrou came to Xiao Feng's side and asked out the doubts in his heart.

"I haven't dealt with them directly, but I know them well. They call themselves the Xingyue Clan, and the crescent at the center of their eyebrows is called Tianyue, and they have extremely strong offensive capabilities."

"In the light curtain, I have visited their aura. Those with high cultivation have reached the realm of soul immortals." Xiao Feng fixed his eyes on the shaking black mountain inside the light curtain, and said indifferently.

"What? Soul Immortal!"

Shui Qingrou and Wei Mian were startled at the same time. According to this trend, it won't be long before Xingyue clansmen will become monks above the realm of Saint Emperor.

At that time, how could they be opponents of each other.

As if aware of the worries of the two, Xiao Feng spread his palms and comforted him: "As long as there are monks from the Saint Emperor Realm, I will take action. During this time, the task of guarding Piaomiao Mountain is still entrusted to you."

(End of this chapter)