What is this called?
It was like when everyone was preparing for a decisive battle, someone suddenly stole their home.
Who wouldn't be confused if it were someone else?
"Who are you?"
"Hand over the Ghost Fire?"
Immediately, sharp shouts sounded out one after another, and the power of martial arts that were completely different but extremely terrifying came one after another, seeming to suppress and tear this person into pieces.
Chen Feng suddenly woke up.
I had just been protected by the power of starlight from the void passage, and I had consumed a lot of my own strength before I could leave the passage.
It came out unexpectedly.
As a result, something got into my body.
Then twelve more masters at the peak of Guiyuan Realm unscrupulously released their tyrannical martial arts power to oppress and threaten themselves.
What is this called?
Chen Feng was also a little confused.
However, Chen Feng woke up in an instant and felt it carefully. What penetrated his body was a ball of gray-white flames, which filled the air with an astonishing coldness. It also contained extremely terrifying evil spirits, and its power seemed to be extremely astonishing.
This gray-white flame is coiling around his own essence-like elixir of true energy.
Chen Feng felt it more carefully, with a look of surprise and realization on his face.
It turns out... this gray-white flame was attracted by the power of Yuansha that he had fused, and it took the initiative to enter his body.
It can be seen that the power of Yuansha has great temptation on this flame.
But this moment is not the time to study it carefully.
"Where is this?"
Chen Feng resisted the pressure of twelve extremely tyrannical martial arts, but he asked as if he was unaware of it.
I... can no longer feel the portal when I entered.
It means, thousands of miles away from that portal.
The ancient battlefield was extremely vast.
The Hedao realm members of the Huntian Sect don't know how big the ancient battlefield is.
"No matter who you are, that ghost fire belongs to our Fire Refining Palace. Hand it over and I will spare your life."
The Guiyuan Realm of the Refining Fire Palace immediately said angrily, and the aura on his body became more and more hot, sweeping away, as if it was going to burn Chen Feng into ashes, but this kind of heat still had no effect on Chen Feng.
Too weak.
"Ghost Hell Fire... Fire Refining Palace..."
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
This was the first time I heard the name of Fire Refining Palace.
Of course, in addition to the top ten forces, there are thousands of forces in Donghuang. Maybe there is a force called Refining Fire Palace. As for the name of Ghost Fire, this is the first time Chen Feng has heard of it.
Combining everything, Chen Feng couldn't help but draw an inference.
It is very likely that the Fire Refining Palace does not belong to Donghuang.
In other words, he may have left the ancient battlefield portal in the Eastern Wasteland and appeared in other realms.
For a moment, Chen Feng didn't know what to say.
"It seems that you don't intend to hand it over. In that case..." After the angry words fell, a terrifying murderous intention suddenly broke out. Immediately, I saw the Guiyuan realm of the Refining Fire Palace burst into flames, and his true energy was red. It was filled with astonishing heat like fire.
A red palm print condensed, carrying extremely terrifying power, and struck hard.
The power of such a blow was extremely powerful, and it gave Chen Feng the feeling that it was no less than that of the Jue Sword Palace disciple who had a magical sword pupil and was killed by him before. However, even if he had just come out of the void passage at this moment and his strength had dropped significantly, Chen Feng was not afraid.
Draw your sword!
The starlight sword light cut through everything in an instant, and with the astonishing sword power, it immediately split open the red palm print.
The Xinghui sword broke through the air at an extremely fast speed, immediately splitting the opponent's body open, splattering blood and internal organs, and the rich smell of blood was extremely pungent and permeated in all directions.
The supernatural power possessed by his body was also swallowed up by Chen Feng in an instant.
"Damn it, you dare to kill my disciple of Refining Fire Palace, you are dead."
"I will reduce you to ashes."
The remaining two disciples of the Fire Refining Palace were startled at first, and then roared angrily. The supernatural power was activated, and the violent murderous intent mixed with the unparalleled fiery power detonated instantly, like a volcano erupting.
The two men suddenly burst into flames, a palm print broke open, and a ray of red light slashed across like a sword.
Others did not take action.
After all, none of them belong to the Fire Refining Palace.
Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged, and the Tianyuan Sword was drawn out from the air again.
The Xinghui Sword Gang was extremely domineering and immediately chopped the red sword light and palm prints into pieces, slashing through the bodies of the two people like a broken bamboo.
One sword cuts two!
The smell of blood became more and more pungent, and everyone else was stunned.
how come?
The opponent's aura is obviously just true energy, and has not yet reached the level of true energy.
Why is the strength so tyrannical?
"Could it be that... this person is a monster with god-level powers?"
An idea couldn't help but pop up in everyone's mind.
However, even if it is a monster with a god-level supernatural power, it is impossible for him to kill the Guiyuan state when he is in the Ningzhen state, just like killing a chicken.
What's more, it's still the peak level of Guiyuan Realm.
Or could it be that this person's god-level powers are extremely superb, that they are top-level god-level powers, that is, quasi-supreme powers?
However, can a quasi-supreme level magical evildoer easily kill the peak of the Guiyuan Realm with the Ningzhen Realm?
That is a genius with a king-level miraculous ability.
"You... also want to try my sword?" Chen Feng raised his sword and glanced at me with a cold, sharp tone and an indifferent tone.
The expressions of the nine Guiyuan realms changed unconsciously and they all retreated.
"Where are you from?" Chen Feng asked, not caring at all about other people's opinions.
"We are from the Baizhan Sect." The young man in armor responded immediately.
"We are members of the Yuan family of the Heavenly Sword." The young man in a silver shirt with a long sword on his back said.
"We are from Lielei Mountain." The young man wearing a purple electric pattern robe also responded.
"I mean...where are you from the Spiritual Wasteland?" Chen Feng frowned slightly and asked again.
Everyone looked at each other.
The other party's words seemed to reveal a message.
"Middle-earth!"
These people were shocked by Chen Feng's power and had no choice but to answer.
"Middle-earth..."
Chen Feng couldn't help but be slightly startled, as if he was in a trance.
Originally, when he learned that his father belonged to the Chen family in Middle-earth and that he also had the blood of the Chen family, Chen Feng thought about finding an opportunity to go to the Chen family in Middle-earth.
Don't say whether you want to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan.
Just because Dad is in the Chen clan, he has to make a trip. But what I thought at the time was that after I broke through to the Divine Wheel Realm, I would be able to fly with a weapon, and my speed would be even faster.
I just didn't expect that things happened one after another, so that now, I haven't gone to Chen's family yet.
However, this time I actually thought about it. After the ancient battlefield is closed and left, I will prepare to leave for Middle-earth. Firstly, I will visit the Chen family, and secondly, I will have some experience in Middle-earth.
It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.
He never expected that in this ancient battlefield, he would meet people from Middle-earth.
No, to be precise, he should have accidentally wandered from the realm of the Eastern Wasteland to the realm of the Middle Earth.
According to the strong men of Huntian Sect, the ancient battlefield corresponds to the great world of Shenhuang.
"Which direction is the gateway to Middle-earth?"
Chen Feng suddenly asked.
The nine people were startled, and then one by one they reached out and pointed.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just because the directions pointed out by these nine people are all different.
Three directions!
Nine people pointed out three directions.
Of the three directions, one may be true, and of course, all may be false.
Apparently, the other party also guessed that he did not belong to Middle-earth.
But so what?
Chen Feng didn't care at all.
"Interesting. It seems that you want to test whether my sword is sharp enough."
Chen Feng chuckled.
Xiaocheng's sword force burst out without reservation, pressing in all directions. The expressions of the nine people immediately changed drastically, as if they were oppressed by the mountain of swords, almost suffocating.
A sword suddenly slashed out.
Three star-colored swords slashed through the air in an instant, killing one person on each side immediately.
The magic was also directly swallowed by Chen Feng.
The remaining six people turned pale with fear, but they did not dare to fight back.
The difference in strength is too big.
Once they take action, they will be ruthlessly killed by the opponent.
"Give you one last chance."
Chen Feng raised his sword, showed a faint smile, and said unhurriedly.
That smile as warm as the spring breeze made the six survivors turn pale, as if the devil was mocking them maliciously.
In unison, the six people immediately pointed in the same direction, which was also one of the three directions just now.
"Let me believe you."
Chen Feng smiled slightly, sheathed his sword, rolled up the empty rings of the dead people with his spiritual power, and quickly flew away in the direction pointed by the six people.
"Who are you?"
A disciple of the Tian Dao Yuan family immediately had the courage to speak.
"I won't change my name, I won't change my surname. I'm not afraid that you guys will know that I am Xing Zhen, the third eldest son of Donghuang Tianyuan Holy Land. If you want revenge, just come."
A voice came over immediately.
"From Donghuang..."
"I know Tianyuan Holy Land, one of the three holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland."
"Excellent, the third eldest son Xing Zhen, whoever killed us must make him pay a heavy price."
If Xing Zhen knew that if he died, he would be dragged out by Chen Feng to draw hatred, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would survive.
(To be fair, it is still required to subscribe to monthly recommended tickets, but it is not unreasonable to ask for it)
