The years when I would transform

In the bright firelight, Yin Feng's figure became blurred, as if he had merged with the firelight. His aura also became extremely powerful at this moment, making it impossible to guess his true strength.

"You should be the last support of the Yanhuang Clan. I will burn you to death today. The remaining evolvers in the Heaven Realm are not worth mentioning."

Yinfeng's voice echoed in the firelight, as if it came from the depths of an endless sea of ​​​​fire, with an indescribable majesty and indifference.

He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, a more dazzling flame condensed. The flame was like a blazing star, emitting a terrifyingly high temperature that could burn everything.

"It's an honor for you to die at the hands of me." Yin Feng said calmly, not caring about the upcoming killing.

To Yinfeng, the old farmer was just an evolver who had reached the half-step state of supreme mindlessness. Although he was quite capable, that was all he could do.

"Senior, please leave quickly."

Zhao Zilong was very anxious. The old farmer was no match for Yinfeng. If he stayed, he would only die. He could die, but the old farmer could not.

There are too few top-level evolvers in the Yanhuang clan. It is so hard to find a strong man who is half a step into the supreme state of no thoughts. If he dies here, it will be a loss for the entire Yanhuang clan.

"Mortal made a mistake?"

Huo Qubing frowned. Mortals once told him that there were still strong men in the Yanhuang clan who had been hiding from the world and were not afraid of the evolvers in the Supreme No-Mind Realm. But after waiting for such a long time, he finally got a person who was half a step to the Supreme Realm. Could it be that what the mortals said was all false?

However, things have come to this point, and he and Zhao Zilong have the same idea: he can die, but the old farmer must not die.

"No need to say more. Now that I'm here, I won't leave alone." The old farmer said in a deep voice. He knew that his strength was far from the salary, but he also understood that as a member of the Yanhuang tribe, he had the responsibility to protect his people.

As he spoke, the old farmer suddenly moved. He turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards Yin Feng. Yin Feng looked at the old farmer rushing towards him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and waved it. The flame in his palm instantly turned into a fire dragon, roaring and rushing towards the old farmer.

The temperature of the flame was extremely high, and wherever it passed, the void was ignited and distorted.

Facing the surging fire dragon, the old farmer's energy surged wildly. He formed seals with his hands, and a mysterious rune appeared from his hands, emitting brilliant light.

"Yanhuang Dragon Seal!"

The old farmer shouted loudly and pushed his hands forward suddenly. The rune instantly turned into a huge dragon-shaped light and shadow, heading towards the fire dragon.

The two dragons collided, flames spread everywhere, and a deafening roar broke out. Energy waves swept around, causing the surrounding star fields to tremble.

Zhao Zilong, Huo Qubing and others were affected by this energy and had to retreat again and again. They wanted to help but couldn't, so they could only retreat in anger.

After all, the gap in strength between the old farmer and Yin Feng was too big. Although the old farmer's Yanhuang Dragon Seal temporarily blocked the fire dragon, the terrifying high temperature still made him feel extremely exhausted. His clothes were burnt black by the flames, and burn marks appeared on his skin, which even the strongest laser weapons could not penetrate.

Seeing this, Yin Feng sneered, flipped his palm again, and the flames became more turbulent. Even the evolvers on the alien planet felt the incredible heat.

At this moment, a powerful aura fluctuation suddenly came from the depths of the star field. Yin Feng's face changed. He felt that an aura that was no weaker than his own was approaching quickly.

"Who is it?" Yin Feng looked vigilantly into the depths of the star field, and at the same time retracted some of the flames to prevent any accidents.

The old farmer took this opportunity to flash out of the range of the flames. He looked pale and listless. It was obvious that the collision just now had consumed a huge amount of his energy.

“Senior…” Zhao Zilong hurriedly stepped forward to support the old farmer, and at the same time lowered the Seven Star Lamp to heal the old farmer’s injuries.

The old farmer shook his head and said nothing. His eyes were fixed on the depths of the star field, where a powerful aura was approaching. He could feel that the owner of that aura was definitely not inferior to Yinfeng in strength.

"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

At this moment, from the depths of the star field, a roar like thunder pierced the ears, and then a golden light streaked across the sky, like a comet hitting the moon, rushing towards Yinfeng with endless power.

In the golden light, a burly figure appeared. He was wearing golden armor and holding a golden iron rod. He had a firm face and eyes like lightning. He was another hidden powerful man of the Yanhuang clan - Sun Wukong!

Yin Feng's face changed drastically when he saw Sun Wukong rushing towards him. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Sun Wukong, an aura that made his heart palpitate.

"Who are you?" Yin Feng shouted sternly, while mobilizing the energy in his body and preparing for battle.

"I am Sun Wukong from the Yanhuang clan. You, a foreign bastard, dare to invade our Yanhuang clan? Take this from me!" Sun Wukong shouted, and swung the iron rod in his hand violently, which turned into a golden stream of light and smashed towards Yinfeng fiercely.

This stick seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed and stars fell. Its power was incredible.

"I didn't expect that your Yanhuang clan still has a strong man in the realm of supreme no-thought. It really surprises me." Yin Feng was shocked. He thought that the Yanhuang clan was invincible, but he didn't expect that at this critical moment, a strong man in the realm of supreme no-thought would appear.

Faced with Sun Wukong's earth-shattering blow, Yin Feng did not dare to be careless. The energy in his body surged wildly. He formed seals with his hands and condensed a red energy shield to block in front of himself.

"boom!"

The golden iron rod slammed hard on the crimson shield, causing a deafening roar. Energy waves swept around, shaking the surrounding star fields.

The power of Sun Wukong's stick was so strong that even the energy shield condensed by Yin Feng could not withstand it. It only lasted for a moment before it shattered, and the remaining power still rushed towards Yin Feng.

Yin Feng's face changed and he quickly retreated, at the same time mobilizing the energy in his body to form a protective shield to protect himself.

"boom!"

The residual power of the golden energy bombarded the protective shield. Although it failed to break it, it made Yin Feng feel unprecedented pressure.

"What a strong strength!" Yin Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that Sun Wukong's strength was so strong that he even felt a little tired after defending with all his strength.

The appearance of Sun Wukong completely ignited the emotions of all the Yanhuang people. After all, he is a mythical figure. Every Chinese has watched the cartoon of Sun Wukong since childhood, and read Journey to the West when they grew up. The most well-known mythical figure should be Sun Wukong.

At the same time, the screen of the universe live broadcast media was filled with comments from the Yanhuang people.