Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 683 Prisoner Sky Finger, Feng Yan! (1 more)
About half a day later, Ling Feng and the others saw from a distance that there seemed to be a black mountain in front of them, lying halfway across the road, blocking the way.

However, in this endless desert, how could there be any black mountains?

However, when the three of them took a closer look, their expressions suddenly changed!

A gigantic monster with a length of more than a thousand feet, stretching for tens of miles, lying on the hot yellow sand, a pair of huge wings, weakly spread, drooping on the ground, twitching from time to time, rolling up the billowing dust .

And under the huge body, dark green blood, like oil, diffused everywhere, dyeing the golden sand land into pitch black.

"died?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, spread out his wings of true qi, flew into the air, looked at the monster from a distance, and said in surprise: "Although I hit the monster with that blow just now, it shouldn't be enough to kill it My little life."

"It's not us." Tuoba Yan also flew up, leveled with Ling Feng, pointed to the messy land around him, and said slowly: "This monster, after us, fought a battle around here. Moreover, it seems that he did not persist for too long, and died in the hands of the other party."

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and it was obvious that a huge pothole seemed to have been blown out of the head of the huge monster. Moreover, looking in the direction of the pothole, there were thousands of feet of sand on the sandy ground. It is to leave a scorched black gully.

It seems that it is just a trick!
This move just hit the place where I hit with Kunlun Prison Breaker before, and that's what killed that monster.

"What a terrifying power." Ling Feng squinted his eyes, felt the power fluctuations remaining in the scorched black ravine, and his complexion changed slightly.

I, Mu Qianxue and the others worked together, but they didn't kill this monster, and such a half-step demon king-level monster seemed to be killed by someone with one move!

Judging from the scorching power, this is definitely not Yan Jinghong's masterpiece, so, that is to say, the person who exterminated this monster came from another empire, and his strength was not inferior to Yan Jinghong's.

"How many geniuses are there in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, not only was he not frustrated by the strength of that unknown master, but he was also full of fighting spirit.

Killing a half-step demon king with one move, even a half-step demon king with a severely injured head, is enough to defy the sky.

"Now is not the time to be emotional." Tuoba Yan snorted softly, and said indifferently: "From this route, those mysterious masters seem to have the same goal as us. That is to say, they will first Let's take one step and arrive at the ruins of the ancient sect."

"Well, then let's go too." Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

Tuobayan frowned, and said speechlessly: "I mean, since such a terrifying strong man also went to that ruins, do you think it is necessary for us to go?"

"Why isn't it necessary?"

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, "I just want to see what kind of powerhouses there are in other empires. Moreover, the three of us may not have no room to protect ourselves. At least, the sky who uses the treasure of the strategy Illusion Hengshu, we still have a chance to escape, don’t we? Don’t forget, I was also the master of the treasure mirror.”

Tuoba Yan rolled Ling Feng's eyes, bit his lips, and did not speak.

"Miss Mu, let's go!"

Ling Feng looked at Mu Qianxue, since someone was ahead of them, it was time to speed up.

"Yeah." Mu Qianxue nodded, hugged the little black cat Ye Yi, and followed Ling Feng. The destination was the ruins of the ancient sect.

……

The other side of the Bonefields.

"Young Master Feng, that finger just now is really beautiful!"

A fat man in a yellow Taoist robe, smiling all over his face, leaned over to the side of a purple-clothed boy, and on the right hand side of the purple-clothed boy, followed by a blue-clothed woman, looking at the purple-clothed boy with admiration. .

Killing the half-step demon king with one finger, this strength can already be called terrifying.

Moreover, this Feng Yan's cultivation is only at the first level of the Divine Origin Realm!
"Master Feng, your Sky Prisoner Finger is even closer!" The woman in blue giggled.

"It's not that my strength is terrible. It's that the monster was already injured." Feng Yan stood proudly on a slightly higher mound, and said lightly: "It can do that to a half-step demon king monster. From the look of his injury, he is not a weak guy."

"No matter how powerful you are, it's still not worth one ten-thousandth of you, Young Master Feng!" Fatty Huang said with a smile.

"Okay, Fatty Huang, you don't need to flatter me."

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I can probably guess that for a genius with such strength under the age of 20, besides me, the Tiansheng Empire also has Murong Wu from the Murong family! The words of the Tianyang Empire , that eleventh prince, Nangong Yu, is still so-so, but this guy spent a lot of time refining Xuanhuangyan, and three years have passed, and I don't know if he has broken through to the Shenyuan realm now."

"Tianlong Empire, there is nothing to say, but Tianbai Empire, although the overall strength is not very good, there is a guy named Yan Jinghong, who is quite famous. Nangong Yu and Murong Wu, I have fought against them before. Sword wounds are not their usual moves. If my guess is correct, the one who left the wound on the half-step demon king should be this Yan Jinghong."

Feng Yan rested his chin and analyzed lightly.

"Yan Wuhong, Yan Liuhong, what kind of genius can there be in the small Tianbai Empire?"

Fatty Huang squeezed his fingers, pointed the compass in one direction, and laughed loudly: "Haha, it's done!"

"Fatty Huang, your dragon hunting technique is quite effective at this time." Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he appeared a hundred feet away in front of him.

"Master Feng, wait for us!"

Fatty Huang and the woman in blue yelled, and hurriedly moved their movements to follow closely.

……

At the same time, Yan Jinghong took two other geniuses from the Tianbai Empire's sect world to walk in the vast yellow sand.

After entering the battlefield of gods and demons, Yan Jinghong did not get rid of the two oil bottles beside him. After all, his quota was sent by the young lord of the Qianshan sect, so he needed to be taken care of more or less.

The suzerain of the Qianshan Sect also got the news of the ancient sect's ruins from nowhere, so Yan Jinghong and his group were heading in the direction of the ancient sect's ruins.

Along the way, the young lord of the Qianshan Sect and another true disciple of the Qianshan Sect hardly ever made a move, and what Yan Jinghong did was completely crushed.Even if they encountered geniuses from other empires, if there was a conflict, they would basically be dismissed lightly by Yan Jinghong.

Yan Jinghong's strength has penetrated deep into the hearts of the two of them at this moment, and will never be erased.

At this moment, Yan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, and not far ahead, he saw a young man in black, holding a wine gourd, half leaning on a bare rock, looking drunk appearance.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out!"

Duan Gan, the young patriarch of the Qianshan Sect, roared loudly, with Yan Jinghong backing him up, he was naturally fearless.

"belch……"

The black-clothed boy burped, looked at Duan Gan drunkenly, flicked his finger, and shot out with a "bang", directly piercing Duan Gan's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)