Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

Feng Qing made a domineering declaration, and his temperament changed dramatically, becoming sacred, cold, fierce, and fierce...

The terrifying pressure from his own presence alone caused countless mountains below to collapse. With him as the center, the territory of tens of millions of miles sank hundreds of meters... The holy spirits, palaces, and cities within were crushed into powder.

Billions of creatures in both worlds felt their scalps tingle, and they dared not even breathe. The air seemed to freeze at this moment...

Gu Feng's face was solemn, with turbulent waves in his heart. When he heard Qu Yanran call them trash before, he couldn't help but look down on them and thought they were nothing more than that.

It was not until the opponent burst out with all his strength that he realized how wrong he was.

Anyone who can break through to the realm of true wonderland, even by taking a shortcut, is no ordinary person.

The fighting power of Feng Qing in front of him might be better than that of the Lord of the Immortal Valley back then!

However, he was not afraid because of this. Instead, his blood boiled and his fighting spirit soared.

He looked at Qu Yanran beside him and they both smiled.

call out--

Under the shocked gazes of the world, the two men rushed to the front of the tall figure at high speed and delivered a shocking blow without hesitation.

"You will never know how big the gap is between a true immortal and a peak quasi-emperor!" Feng Qing looked calm, like a real god, looking down on the two of them with disdainful eyes and speaking in a flat tone.

Facing two terrifying attacks, he moved calmly, raised one arm, and casually pointed a finger at each of them!

A finger pointed at the Netherworld Cauldron, causing an eardrum-numbing metallic impact sound.

The other finger was on the fairy vine whip...

Gu Feng and Qu Yanran's cheeks turned unusually pale at the same time. They felt as if they were hit by a world. Their arms twisted and their bodies shot out in the opposite direction!

boom--

boom--

The two flew all the way, covering countless miles and smashing countless mountains...

It didn't fall until it flew over several states.

"puff--"

"puff--"

The two men staggered to their feet, felt a sweet taste in their throats, and coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

"How are you?" Gu Feng asked about Qu Yanran's condition first.

"It's okay, I can still hold on. I didn't expect this loser to have some strength."

hum-

As soon as the two of them exchanged a sentence, they felt the space above their heads vibrate, and Feng Qing was already suspended in the void.

He had a dull look in his eyes, his hands behind his back, and looked down on all living things.

"How about a blow from the waste?"

Hearing this, Gu Feng wiped the red from the corners of his mouth and grinned: "It seems that you care a lot about the title of waste!"

"Still a waste." Qu Yanran said briefly, her voice still cold.

"Haha - then take another blow from that piece of trash!" Feng Qing said with a wry smile.

The palm prints that covered the sky and the sun gathered above the two people's heads and fell down at a high speed.

boom--

The continent where the two were located was sunk in an instant, and their figures disappeared.

Ok?

Feng Qing suddenly felt something strange, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Before he could sense anything, he felt as if his waist was hit fiercely by a savage beast.

call out--

He couldn't withstand the huge force, and his body was knocked flying and shot into the ground. When he came out, he was covered in dust.

"What kind of method is this!?" As a true immortal, he saw such a strange method for the first time and asked subconsciously.

"The method of butchering a dog!" Gu Feng teased.

Qu Yanran beside him frowned. She keenly felt that Gu Feng's body was overdrawn greatly when he used this strange power.

"It's okay." Gu Feng said softly, his face calm but bitter in his heart. Feng Qing in front of him was so strong that he could only forcibly activate the law of fate to avoid the previous attack.

With his current body, he can only perform this method a few times at most...

“Hmph, I don’t think you can use such a heaven-defying method for long!” After saying that, Feng Qing struck out three palms in succession.

The earth cracked and the sky wailed.

Under his terrorist attack, three major states collapsed one after another, and countless monks died.

The people were horrified, but dared not say anything.

Gu Feng pulled Qu Yanran and activated the law of destiny repeatedly, narrowly avoiding the attack.

"Huff, huff, huff--" Gu Feng's body was overloaded and he was gasping for breath.

"Don't do anything, let me do it!" Qu Yanran felt a little heartbroken, with a hint of murderous intent emerging between her brows.

Rumbling--

The next moment, a temple teleported from a distance.

The palace is ancient and the runes are sacred. It is exactly the Yao Temple in the other world.

The Yao Temple was built by the dark ancient dragon himself. At that time, the Great Sealing of the Heaven had just begun, and there were many divine objects in this world... This one is an acquired divine weapon that surpasses ordinary immortal weapons.

After Qu Yanran returned to the other world, it took her more than thirty years to refine a part of it, and she used it to attack for the first time in her life.

"This thing..." Feng Qing's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

With his keen eyesight, he naturally saw the extraordinary nature of this artifact.

"boom--"

Before he could react, Qu Yanran activated the Yao Temple and smashed it down.

crackling-

Suddenly, there were lightning and thunder between heaven and earth, the great way was in disorder, and the extremely sacred laws erupted from the Yao Temple.

Feng Qing only felt his scalp tingling, and he quickly stretched out his hands to press against the Yao Temple.

At this moment, Gu Feng also moved. He flashed and appeared behind Feng Qing, urging the two world tripods to smash them hard on the opponent's back!

bang bang bang-

The teeth-grinding collision sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Even if he had the body of a true immortal, being smashed by two world tripods would be quite uncomfortable.

Feng Qing's brows trembled and he was filled with rage. At a certain moment, he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. He blew away the Yao Temple and then turned around and punched the two world tripods respectively!

Boom——Boom——

Gu Fengru was hit hard, his face flushed, and the blood spurted out, which sank into the World Cauldron!

hum-

The Netherworld Cauldron and the Positive Qi Cauldron seemed to be burning, bursting out with endless divine power, like two stars, smashing towards Feng Qing's forehead.

At this time, the Yao Temple that was blown away was also urged by Qu Yanran to fly over again.

Facing three divine weapons at the same time, Feng Qing did not dare to be negligent. He subconsciously opened his arms, trying to resist.

Qu Yanran and Gu Feng seemed to have anticipated each other's reactions and made preparations in advance.

At the moment when the artifact was about to touch the opponent's palm, it suddenly changed direction and smashed towards the opponent's ribs.

boom--

As the dull sound rang out, Feng Qing subconsciously lowered his head, his face twisted, and anger surged between his brows, half of which was caused by anger and the other half by pain.

His ribs were attacked from two directions by three divine weapons and were directly crushed into a piece of thin paper.

Carelessness led to the loss of Jingzhou.

He underestimated the two of them, otherwise with his strength, he would have been able to stop them.

"You...you all go to hell!"

As the word "death" fell, endless laws rushed out from his body, shaking away two world tripods and a Yao temple!

His hair was flying, his eyes were sharp, his lips were trembling, and he took a deep breath to restore his flattened body, and then attacked the two men with a flame of hatred.

Gu Feng and Qu Yanran activated three magical weapons and fought against them.

In the blink of an eye, one-tenth of an incense stick had passed. Although the two were in a mess, they miraculously withstood the fierce bombardment from the opposite side.

This made Feng Qing very uncomfortable. It was obvious that he had already exerted all the fighting power he could at the moment.

Can’t even get it?

The fighting power of Gu Feng and Qu Yanran exceeded his imagination.

He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If the two of them were the Great Dao Body and the Ancient Emperor at this moment, he would most likely fall behind.

"Die!"

Three figures entangled with each other, fighting to the point of splitting the sky and destroying the earth!

Gu Feng and Qu Yanran were both injured, but Feng Qing was not unscathed either. The hair beside his left ear was cut off and his robe was torn.

This is a huge shame for him.

The great elder who woke up on the ground had a look of horror on his face and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He felt a sense of fear in his heart. If it weren't for the critical moment when the three ancestors returned, his holy clan would have most likely been slaughtered by these two people.

Feng Yao and Feng Daochang in the void looked at each other with shock in their eyes. They were also shocked by the two men's incredible fighting power.

You must know that between the peak quasi-emperor and the true immortal, there is an ancient emperor realm, which is the virtual immortal in the Xuanhuang world.

The gap between them cannot be expressed in words. It is like an elephant and an ant. The former can even kill the other with just a breath.

Although after returning to this ancient star, Feng Qing's realm was suppressed to the level of a mid-level ancient emperor.

But for the two peak quasi-emperors, he is no match for them.

In the past one million years or so, they have traveled in the universe, but they have never heard of, let alone actually seen, any peak quasi-emperor on any ancient star who could be so powerful.

"If the situation continues to develop like this, Feng Qing won't be able to take down the two in a short period of time..." Feng Daochang frowned slightly and spoke in a low voice, fearing that something unexpected might happen, so he asked Feng Yao beside him to go down and help Feng Qing.

"Okay--" Feng Yao nodded slightly. Just as he was about to dodge and attack, he sensed the space beside him shaking. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a little loli in a black dress slowly walking out of the space crack.

"The master of the Demon Tomb, Gong Xianer!" Feng Yao's eyes narrowed and he stared at the other party intently.

"You are so brave, young man, that you dare to call me by my name." Gong Xian'er was a little displeased. Deep vortices flashed in the bottom of her dark eyes, revealing an aura of destroying everything.

Feng Yao looked alert and subconsciously looked at Feng Daochang. The latter narrowed his eyes and smiled at Gong Xianer, "So you are the owner of the Demon Tomb! Junior Feng Daochang greets Senior Gong."

"He is quite polite. I will forgive his disrespect this time!" Gong Xian'er said with a pout.

"I wonder what purpose Senior Gong has in coming here?" Feng Daochang asked in a deep voice.

"Just like you, I'll be a spectator!" Gong Xian'er said softly, took out a pot of spiritual wine, sat on the ancient sacred throne, crossed her legs, and tasted the wine as if no one was around.

"Senior Gong, are you determined to go against my clan?" Feng Daochang's smile faded and his eyes became sharp.

"It's bullying for a True Immortal to fight against two Quasi-Emperors... But there's nothing we can do about it. After all, your Saint Clan is too useless and doesn't have any decent talents...

But if you send a True Immortal to take action, that would be too much!" Gong Xian'er said playfully.

Feng Daochang looked unhappy and uncertain: "Senior Gong is very powerful, even if he is stronger than us, he is not much stronger.

If I hold you back, and Feng Yao helps Feng Qing deal with those two, and then the three of us work together, Senior Gong might..."

"Are you threatening me?" Gong Xian'er's eyes lit up.

"I'm just telling the truth!" Feng Daochang replied frankly.

"Okay, your threat was successful, but... I'm not the only one who wants you to be the audience!

Fellow Daoist, please come out!"

Following Gong Xian'er's gaze, Feng Yao and Feng Daochang's faces froze. They didn't know when a space crack appeared beside them.

A charming woman, like Gong Xian'er, dressed in a black dress, walked slowly towards them.

"As a true immortal, bullying a quasi-emperor, if it were in the Xuanhuang world, you would be despised by all the immortals..." The voice of the charming woman was light, but it was filled with the aura of a superior.

What surprised the two men even more was that although this woman's realm was not high, her fighting power made them feel intimidated.

"Who are you? It seems that there is no one like you in the dragon clan?" Feng Daochang sensed the strong dragon aura on the other party and asked with a frown.

"You two little guys are not qualified to ask my name!" The charming woman licked her scarlet tongue and came to Gong Xian'er.

The latter looked up at the other party, then slowly stood up: "Senior, please take a seat!"

hiss--

The word "senior" made the two men's scalps tingle.

Gong Xian'er comes from the top clan in the Xuanhuang World - the Demon-Slaying Clan, and is a direct descendant of the Three Thousand Demon Gods.

Her status in the clan is unknown, but she is obviously very noble.

A senior whom even she has to stand in awe of must have an astonishing background.

The charming woman sat on Gong Xian'er's throne and winked at the latter, who obediently took out a pot of unopened spirit wine, held it in both hands, and presented it to her.

In fact, Gong Xian'er didn't know the identity of the charming woman, but she was certain that she was at least the incarnation of a certain demon god walking the world.

After all, with her bloodline, only this kind of existence can make her feel the pressure from the heart.

"If we don't take any action, you just stand there obediently." The charming woman took a sip of the spirit wine and said lightly.

Feng Daochang and Feng Yao looked at each other with uncertain expressions, and finally they did not dare to take action.

"May I ask, Senior, if those two were defeated, would you take action?"

"Are you insulting me?" The charming woman glanced at them sideways with her beautiful eyes. The two men's bodies trembled slightly. They felt as if they were being stared at by a terrifying monster and did not dare to say another word!

The world has been shocked to the point of being fascinated, whether it was Gu Feng and Qu Yanran fighting against the Saint Clan's True Immortals, or the enchanting woman and Gong Xian'er appearing one after another and oppressing the other two Saint Clan's True Immortals.

These are scenes that they cannot understand!

It also makes them feel inadequate in control and insignificant.

Below!

The two sides have fought for tens of thousands of moves.

Gu Feng and Qu Yanran were panting and had suffered severe injuries. Their breath was much weaker than before.

Feng Qing is still in his prime, emitting sacred energy all over his body.

However, the emotions of both sides at this moment were completely opposite to the battle situation.

Qu Yanran and Gu Feng, who were at a disadvantage, were eager to fight, but Feng Qing's face showed impatience and anger.

It was already extremely shameful for a True Immortal to be unable to suppress two Quasi-Emperors with a single move, let alone the fact that they had fought for tens of thousands of moves?

This is a shame, a huge shame that can never be washed away, and a stain that will accompany him throughout his life!

"You really pissed me off!" Feng Qing had a sinister smile on his face. He stretched out a huge hand that followed the laws of nature and arrested billions of lives in the nearest large state.

Then he crushed it, opened his mouth and inhaled, and endless flesh and blood and laws all merged into his body, and his aura soared greatly.

"The purest nutrients, the effect is good..."

A faint voice was heard, and the entire Zhongzhou was stunned, unable to believe what had just happened!

The Saint Clan monks actually used the human race as nourishment to weaken the suppression of this world and improve their combat power? ?

To be continued——————————————