This sea of ​​flowers can only trap him for a few breaths at most, and even if he stands still, Du Lanyue and Lin Luomian can't hurt him at all.

With a cold smile in Du Lanyue's eyes, after bursting out with true energy again, she forcibly broke away from Feng Anrong's control: "Of course there is meaning."

Feng Anrong's soul control also only lasted for a few breaths, and with the second daughter's cultivation base, it could be undone with a little time.

Lin Luomian also released the soul control, and quickly retreated back.

"what?"

Feng Anrong's expression moved slightly, he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Because the second daughter is retreating.

They didn't try their best to attack because they were trapped by the sea of ​​flowers, but instead retreated a long distance.

What is this for?

With such a good opportunity, even if they know it is difficult to succeed, they will not give up without thinking about it.

What are they going to do?

Just as Feng Anrong had this doubt, the answer was ready to come out.

In the sky, there are dark clouds flying by.

In other words, it wasn't a cloud, but it came like a cloud...

Countless flying sword soldiers.

Howling, it flew towards the target point from above like a gust of wind.

"Soul manipulation is really powerful."

Du Lanyue also had to admit.

Standing on the edge of the Thousand White Moon Formation, she sneered while repairing her broken arm: "But there are some things that can't be affected by the manipulation of the soul."

Lin Luomian took Du Lanyue's words lightly: "For example——"

"A magic weapon."

"Innumerable Magical Artifacts."

Feng Anrong: "..."

Before Feng Anrong could react, a "storm" poured down.

Thousands of flying sword soldiers flew past Feng Anrong's head in a uniform manner, and perfectly followed the plan——

Throw down the spiritual dust grenade they hung on the [Xingtian Type I Flying Sword].

now.

The pitch-black "storm" fell frantically.

The two women at both ends of the Thousand White Moon Formation used their spells to protect themselves.

At the same time, the two showed contemptuous and mocking smiles at the same time.

"Take care, Master Shengzu."

574. Chen Anning: "I'm a BUFF."

No matter how strong the spirit and Taoism are, they can only be applied to individuals who possess the spirit.

It is a pity that only a very small number of magic tools can generate tool spirits by virtue of good luck after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

There is no such thing as a soul in the spirit dust grenade cast by the craftsmen of Baihua City.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Feng Anrong's spirit and Taoism skills are, in the face of the black "torrential rain" that was pouring down, he still couldn't use that mysterious spirit technique.

Above the Thousand White Moon Formation.

Thousands of flames were stacked staggered, and the impact and vibration generated by the explosion made the entire formation tremble.

If it wasn't for Lin Luomian and Du Lanyue's two daughters working together to keep the formation in motion, otherwise the cover bombing would have directly blown the formation to pieces.

And the thousand-year-old holy ancestor who was at the center of the bombing was not as lucky as the Thousand White Moon Formation.

……

When the smoke and dust dispersed, a blood-stained figure walked out from the scorched earth of spiritual dust.

His snow-white loose taoist robe was blown to pieces at this moment, and his upper body was almost completely exposed.

And Feng Anrong's right arm showed an inhuman posture. The originally slender arm inexplicably swelled several times at this moment, and the flesh and blood spread out, stretching abruptly like a shield.

Obviously, when the bombing came just now, Feng Anrong used his shield-shaped right arm to protect his body.

He said that his spirit and Taoism can even change the shape of the physical body. From this point of view, this statement is true.

But even so, Feng Anrong at this moment can only be described as embarrassed.

The whole body is covered with remaining fragments of spiritual dust, countless needle-like sharp spiritual dust pierce various parts of the body, the right leg is blown to bloody and charred black, and the shield-shaped right arm used to resist is It was riddled with holes, and the whole also showed the color of scorched earth that had been bombed in an all-round way.

The black hair that was originally elegant and free and easy fell down like a ghost at this moment, and Feng Anrong's aura also became chaotic for the first time.

"This is... the magic weapon after a thousand years."

Feng Anrong took two steps forward, and immediately lost his balance, half kneeling in the center of the formation.

A few mouthfuls of blood were choked out, and an indescribably complex expression appeared on his gloomy, deep pool-like face: "The years are long, and the times are really different..."

"So after being dead for so long, don't think about it anymore."

Du Lanyue did not know when she came to Feng Anrong.

Not only her, Lin Luomian also came behind Feng Anrong from the other end of the formation.

The two of them circulated their true energy/devil energy at the same time, and their indifferent eyes fell on the holy ancestor in front of them.

The magic seal in Lin Luomian's palm reappeared: "Going back to the coffin will be more in line with your identity as an old man."

"Ha ha."

Feng Anrong smiled lightly, he knew very well that his current physical body might not be enough to stop the second daughter's attack.

Even if he stops it, he still needs to pay attention to the threat from the sky.

Even Feng Anrong couldn't underestimate that dreadful magic weapon bombardment like sky fire.

The light of the knife flickered from Du Lanyue's waist.

The two people from Qianzhong Fengyue Tower took a step forward together.

The knife rises, the palm falls.

They didn't plan to give Feng Anrong any time to breathe. For a person of his level, if he had even the slightest rest time, he might completely lose the chance to kill him.

Now is the time when Feng Anrong's physical body is most vulnerable, and it is impossible for Lin Luomian and Du Lanyue to hold back.

It's a pity that this time, the movements of the two girls still froze in the air.

as if standing still.

Both the blade and the devil's palm stopped within three inches of Feng Anrong's head.

But whether it was Lin Luomian or Du Lanyue, their spirits were not controlled by Feng Anrong.

Feng Anrong didn't have the strength to deal with the second daughter's attack, he didn't even raise his hand to operate the Jue.

The reason why the blade and the palm are all frozen is purely because of another force.

From below the Thousand White Moon Formation.

It came from the ice palace that was deliberately hidden.

--boom!

"what's this……"

Even Chen Anning, who is a mortal, could see it with naked eyes, the black and red beam of light shot up from the depths of the ice palace.

The wide and huge black-red light exudes a sense of oppression that makes all living beings fear.

Even the second daughter of Qianchongfengyuelou, who is Tianzun, was forced to stiffen by this coercion at this moment, and her spirit trembled.

In another battlefield far away, Su Zizhou and Gu Yan, who were wrestling with Jun Lingyuan, were also stunned on the spot. The sledgehammer in the former's hand was hovering in the air.

Not right.

Very wrong.

[Warning: There is a large amount of ancient soul breath near the host, and the preliminary judgment is that the purity is the first ancient soul]

[Repeat, there is a large amount of ancient soul breath near the host, and it is preliminarily judged to be the first ancient soul]

Classmate Xiaotian's words appeared in front of his eyes.

Chen Anning was taken aback, and went straight into the Sea of ​​Souls to ask classmate Xiaotian; "What's the situation? I've been in Beiyuan for so long, why do you now say that you have the first ancient soul?"

You must know that the first ancient soul was not included in the plan at all.

The means they originally prepared could only be used to deal with Feng Anrong, Jun Lingyuan, Qiu Yunzheng and the second holy ancestor Da Neng.

If there is another first-generation ancient soul, I am afraid that we will have to temporarily change and adjust our tactics.

However, student Xiaotian turned the pages of the book and answered Chen Anning.

[Based on the judgment of this book, what the host is facing is not the real first-generation ancient soul]

[It is a certain creature whose nature is very close to that of the first ancient soul, but whose individual performance is very different from that of the ancient soul]

Old Chen was a little confused: "What do you mean? Say something that people can understand."

"That is to say—"

A voice without emotion suddenly rang in Chen Anning's ear.

This time, Xiaotian directly gave up expressing in words, and switched to using voice instead.

And the voice it uses is exactly the same as that Xiaobai of old Chen's family.

With a bit of coldness and girlish tenderness, Xiaotian said indifferently: "This thing is the [Second Holy Ancestor] that you planned to deal with for a long time before, but for some reason, it seems to have something to do with the first ancient soul. The inseparable relationship, I almost judged it directly as the revived first ancient soul."

"This thing is the second holy ancestor?"

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