Changfeng Chuan

Chapter 125 Wen Huakun

The next day, Gu Changfeng and the three sat on Wu Zihan's flying boat and flew quickly in the sky. Their destination was the portal that Gu Changfeng and Wu Zihan returned to for the first time.

"Brother, are you in touch?"

"No, I can't get in touch with the outside world, and even the magic talisman master gave me has failed." Wu Zihan shook his head and turned to look at Wen Yuhan.

The latter also said helplessly, "I also can't contact the elders in the clan. After I contacted the ancestors with a talisman yesterday, Gong Miao seemed to have made a move. It should be that he cut off the connection between Xingyang Realm and the outside world. "

"We must leave the Xingyang Realm as soon as possible." Wu Zihan said in a deep voice, "Then Gong Miao must have used Yuhan's hand to lure Senior Wen over to carry out an ambush. Senior Wen is a powerful immortal who has been famous for a long time and dared to attack him They must be immortals too! Two immortals are fighting outside the Xingyang Realm, and if one is not careful, it may destroy this place. If we cannot leave in time, we will surely perish in a space storm!"

"The ancestor is so powerful, these thieves will never come back." Wen Yuhan's face was full of anger. For the Wen family, the ancestor in the immortal realm is an invincible existence.

"However, I never expected that Kuang Zidi is a barbaric monster. He is often with his father. How could his father not notice it?" Wen Yuhan thought about it and said doubtfully.

"Uncle Wen is the head of the Wen family and also holds a high position in the Demon Heaven Sect. He must be very busy on weekdays. If Kuang Zidi is careful in his daily life, he can hide it from him." Wu Zihan comforted him hastily.

Gu Changfeng's eyes flickered on the side, but he didn't speak. He thought that this matter must not be that simple. As the backbone of Motianjiao, as the head of the family, the Wen family's cultivation level is at least level nine, and it must be a thought. Meticulous and logically talented, Kuang Zidi is only at the Spiritual Condensation Realm, can he hide his identity as a barbarian from the Concentration Realm or even the Immortal Realm powerhouse?

But these are not the focus of his attention. Judging from Gong Miao's behavior, what he said before leaving showed that there will be pursuers to chase them today. As for why Gong Miao did not take action against them at that time, but waited until The next day, he guessed that Gong Miao was preparing something.

He is urgent in his heart. He just wants to leave the Star-Sun Realm as soon as possible. He has noticed the subtle changes in the Star-Sun Realm. The death energy here is getting stronger and stronger. The more indifferent it is, he believes that the change in death energy must be related to the anti-demon sect.

"Brother, leave the control of the flying boat to me, and I will control it." Gu Changfeng immediately asked for the control of the flying boat in a hurry.

As soon as he activated his magic skills, surging spiritual power poured into the flying boat. The flying boat suddenly flashed with light and turned into a meteor that shot up into the sky.

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In the cosmic starry sky, an old man with a gloomy face walked forward. Every step he took seemed to have crossed countless seas of stars. When he was about to reach the star mine, he stopped with a sneer.

"Which fellow daoist is taking so much trouble to meet this old man, come out." Standing with his hands behind his back in the starry sky, his spiritual consciousness shook the galaxy.

"Old Monster Wen, we meet again." The void trembled, and a man in a brocade robe tore through the void and stepped out.

"Gong Siting, I knew you were playing tricks." The old man surnamed Wen said solemnly, "Just use whatever means you can."

"You are still so arrogant, Old Ghost Wen." Gong Siting's tone was slow and cold, "I specially prepared the Immortal Refining Formation to entertain you today. I would like to see how long the Earthly Immortal Dzogchen Realm can last. !”

Before Gong Siting finished speaking, sixteen black-clothed monks suddenly appeared from all directions around the old man surnamed Wen. Each black-clothed monk held a square brown inkstone and muttered words. In an instant, a transparent light shield enveloped the old man surnamed Wen.

"Hmph, the sixteen Ninth Stage Transformation Immortal cultivators are quite generous. You didn't have so many Transformation Immortal cultivators in the heyday of your Barbarian Monster Clan, so where can you get help?" Pay attention to the successfully arranged formation, "Today, I, Wen Huakun, will meet your Immortal Refinement Formation!"

I saw Wen Huakun's sleeve robe shaking, and a colorful skull rushed out of the sleeve robe. Wen Huakun flicked his fingers, and a black pill shot at the skull, and the skull swallowed the pill with a strange sound in the air , the skull shook, split into two, split into four, until it became sixteen, howling and rushing towards the surrounding monks.

And Wen Huakun rubbed his hands together, and a ghost flag embroidered with a skull appeared in his hand. He threw the ghost flag out smoothly. After a few rolls, the ghost flag stood in the starry sky. The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling was loud, and countless ghosts rushed madly from the ghost flag. out.

The moment Gong Siting saw the ghost banner, his face was gloomy, and he scolded angrily, "Wen Huakun, you old dog turned my people into ghosts! I will never die with you today!"

While Gong Siting was furious, his figure continued to grow taller, reaching a height of nearly three feet in the blink of an eye!With two horns on his head and claw-like hands, he rushed towards Wen Huakun in the formation with a roar.

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