Jiuxiao Supreme

"You go and arrange your own affairs. I will leave this to Tang Xing later."
Ling Feng said to Heilong.
"Then there will be Lord Lao!"
Black Dragon bowed to Ling Feng, turned around and left the square.
For monks, they don't pay much attention to the false etiquette, and there is no need to say goodbye. If you want to do it, just do it.
"I don't know if he can go smoothly!"
After the black dragon left, Ling Feng slowly turned around and said with a heavy heart.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy!"
There was also a hint of sadness in Phoenix God's voice.
In the eyes of mortals, monks are aloof and sometimes even indifferent, but who knows the pain in the hearts of monks? Their lifespan is much longer than that of mortals. If they have rich emotions, they will have to experience too many life and death partings in their lifetime.
They don't know when their relatives and friends will suddenly leave them. Maybe after a certain retreat, some people will be missing from their side. The pain is simply unbearable.
Because of this, monks do not easily touch their emotions.
Cultivation is also cruel. For Ling Feng, Tang Feng, Bing Xin and Tang Yan, it is not too difficult to break through the realm. Even for Tang Xing and the others, it will be a matter of course.But for people with limited qualifications like Heilong, the Jie Yuan realm may be a wall of sighs that they can never break through.
This kind of retreat that breaks through the realm is also called the life and death barrier. Ling Feng's mother is also in this kind of life and death barrier.
When we reach the threshold of breaking through the Jie Yuan realm, failure in seclusion is no longer the same as before. If we fail, we will retreat and continue to attack next time. Once such a big threshold is started, it cannot be stopped at all.
If it fails in the middle, the person may not die, but just like a dead tree, he will sit there until his life is exhausted.
"I hope there will be good results!"
Ling Feng sighed. At this time, he couldn't intervene.
Black Dragon can be said to be his most capable subordinate, and he still hopes that Black Dragon can continue to accompany him.
"Okay, stop talking about it!"
It felt like my chest was being pressed by a big stone.
The battle in the sky continued, and no one knew that the black dragon had left. Everyone's attention was focused on the sky.
"Damn it!"
Tang Xing is entangled with a ghost in front of him.
"Dapeng spread its wings!"
The phantom of a big roc appeared behind him. Compared with the one he originally summoned, the size of this big roc was much smaller. The feathers on its body were clearly distinguishable, and even the feathers were Much more radiant.
"It seems they are also looking for their own way!"
Ling Feng smiled slightly, Tang Xing was obviously inspired by him.
In fact, monks cannot control the size of the true body. They can only change the true body by sculpting their own strength and adjusting their cultivation methods.
Everyone has heard about Ling Feng's behavior in the Medicine Refining Valley, and it also played a leading role for his subordinates.
"Ling Yu Fei Zhan!"
Although the size has been reduced a lot, the size of Dapeng is still very huge.
I saw Dapeng spreading its wings, its body trembling, and countless feathers flying towards the ghost in front of me like a rain of arrows.
"To make such a big noise!"
The ghost in front of him seemed completely unaware of the danger and had no intention of dodge. A burst of white aura rose up from his body, blocking his body.
"What pure yin energy!"
Looking at the gray-white aura in front of him, Ling Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said with some surprise.
Yin Qi can also be regarded as a variation of spiritual power, but it has an infective effect on many spiritual powers, so it is not that easy to deal with.
Moreover, Yin Qi is a type of spiritual power. It is not like poison or something that pollutes people's spiritual treasures. It is extremely pure spiritual power.
Even if Ling Feng wanted to deal with these Yin Qi, he could not refine them, but could only use his spiritual power to consume them. It was completely a competition of spiritual power thickness.
Whoosh whoosh!
The feathers in the sky also changed.
They gathered together to form a huge flying sword, which stabbed hard at these gray-white auras.
Jingle Jingle!
Surprisingly, the tip of the flying sword easily penetrated these gray-white objects.
But then, the feathers that formed the tip of the sword fell from the sky one after another, and slowly disintegrated.
"Something interesting!"
Ling Feng looked at the feathers that were still falling one after another.
These feathers are part of the real body. Logically speaking, Tang Xing can take them back, but if you look carefully, you will find that the feathers are covered with a gray-white color.
Looking towards the place where the feathered flying swords came into contact with the gray-white gas, Ling Feng discovered that when these feathered flying swords first encountered the gray-white gas, there was not too much gray-white gas.
But as the Feather Feather Sword continues to fly forward, these gray-white gases will grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and will completely cover the Feather Feather Flying Sword in an instant, causing it to lose control.
Under the bombardment of a large number of Feather Flying Swords, the gray gas became thinner and thinner, and gradually became irresistible.
Whoosh whoosh!
After a while, Ling Yu's flying sword finally scattered the gray-white Qi Xin, and all the flying swords flew towards the ghost's body.
"So easy!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Feng was even more surprised. He remembered what the Black Dragon report said. These ghosts seemed not to be very clear-headed. They came here purely to attack. It was simply instinct.
But Ling Feng obviously still wanted to keep things simple.
As he watched, the flying sword almost completely penetrated the ghost's body, while he was still floating in place, completely fine.
"He has no body, no wonder he doesn't care about the flying sword at all!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh. The ghost's white body was floating in front of his eyes, completely like a light white gas, without a body at all.
Tang Xing obviously knew all this, but he seemed to be obsessed with it. He had already rushed up and rushed towards the ghost.
Golden Roc Flying Claw!
His five fingers turned into hooks and scratched rapidly at the ghost in front of him!
Whoosh whoosh!
Tang Xing's attack was so fast that with the naked eye, his arms could hardly be seen clearly, and only afterimages were seen flying in the air.
Watching Tang Xing's movements silently, Ling Feng showed a thoughtful look on his face, but did not say a word.
shhhhh!
Suddenly, the ghost figure that had been indifferent suddenly dodged away, and its body slowly turned transparent and disappeared!
Ling Feng's consciousness immediately opened.
"It really disappeared!"
After repeatedly searching the surrounding area with his hands, Ling Feng was surprised to find that the ghost was really gone.
"Do you have any innate skills?" Ling Feng took a deep breath. In the eyes of monks, there is no real invisibility. Either he uses a hidden spirit treasure or escapes into the void, but he will not really disappear.
But the ghost at the peak of the Fusion Realm in front of him had actually disappeared, and with his spiritual awareness of the Realm Realm, he could not be found either.
"This talent is quite amazing!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but say.
If true invisibility is used in a battle between monks of the same level, it will definitely be a terrifying weapon.
He had to be thankful that most of these ghosts acted instinctively. Otherwise, if they really took action, the sacrifice of the team would be astonishing.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look more seriously.
shhhhh!
A few breaths later, the ghost's body appeared on Tang Feng's left side, but this time, his appearance also changed somewhat.
His body was still fair, but not as transparent as before. On his right arm, a white ball of light could clearly be seen.
"Feather Flying Claw!"
Tang Feng's expression became more serious.
shhhhh!
I don’t know what the voice from the ghost’s mouth means, but it’s obviously not a good thing.
While shouting, several white auras separated from the ghost's body, like several tentacles, trying to wrap around Tang Xing.
"There are really similarities!"
A smile appeared on Ling Feng's face.
"This combat skill!"
Unlike Ling Feng's relaxed smile, Youhuang and some of the Shura Elf children who had just come over suddenly stared.
This combat skill is so similar to their Shadow Tangle. If the white color is replaced by green, it will look like a Shadow Tangle.
Whoosh whoosh!
However, the other party seemed to want to shock Youhuang to the end. Dozens of gray-white lights and shadows appeared behind the ghost, which were exactly the same as the spiritual arrow technique often used by the Shura elves.
"How could such a thing happen!"
You Huang didn't know much about the situation here.
Tang Xing has the blood of Dapeng, so there is no doubt about his speed and flexibility. His body is like Ling Yan, turning and flying, flashing back and forth among several white tentacles, easily Avoiding capture by the tentacles.
The spirit arrows behind the ghost also wanted to make up for the shortcomings in its own tentacles, but their speed was a little slower every time. When the spirit arrows flew over, Tang Xing had already dodged them.
"What do you think about it!"
Ling Feng walked to You Huang and asked with a chuckle.
"It feels like the fighting method of our elves," You Huang looked at the battle in the sky in surprise and frowned, "but the movements are too mechanical, or it just knows what it can do, and then does it step by step. , without any prejudgment at all!”
"In a word!"
Ling Feng smiled and praised.
"Sir, how could this happen?"
Youhuang asked in confusion.
"If I'm not wrong, your opportunity has come, Youhuang!" Ling Feng laughed and said to Youhuang.
"My chance?"
You Huang was taken aback.
"If I'm not wrong," Ling Feng nodded, "these ghosts are the condensed bodies of the ancestors of the elves thousands of years ago!"
"Millions of years ago."
Listening to Ling Feng's words, Youhuang was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth.
"Not bad!"
Ling Feng nodded heavily, "You can go up and try now, I think you should have a good harvest!"
"Yes!"
After a brief moment of surprise, Youhuang also realized what a great opportunity this time was, and immediately jumped into the air overjoyed.