Lin Feng looked at Yang Xu, who was trying to escape, and chuckled. His right hand formed the Great Sun Divine Fist seal again, and a raging fire gathered in his palm again, turning into a bright sun that rose slowly and shone brightly.
In the next moment, Lin Feng's Great Sun Divine Fist bombarded the void, and the void distorted. Yang Xu, who was trying to escape, seemed to be stuck in the gap between the two worlds. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent back to this side of the world. He looked at Lin Feng in horror.
"Not only is he powerful, but he also has such a deep understanding of the mysteries of space. Are all the people from Xuanmen Tianzong monsters?"
Yang Xu opened his mouth and spat out the scarred Ice Hell Gate again, and then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. This time, it was spat on the Ice Hell Gate.
At the same time, his Yuanying Body also left his body and spat out a mouthful of Essence Qi, which landed on the Ice Hell Gate. With the multi-pronged approach, the Ice Hell Gate shone brightly again, and finally regained some vitality.
However, in Jun Zining's eyes, this only made her feel more shocked by Lin Feng's strength.
"Yang Xu looks like he's going all out now." Jun Zining's small mouth opened slightly, and her face was full of shock. "A person with Golden Elixir Period cultivation has forced a Yuanying Ancestor to this point, and he still looks like he's doing it with ease!"
Yang Xu looked at Lin Feng with a gloomy face. "Who are you? With your cultivation, you can't be a nobody in Xuanmen Tianzong. Which of the six disciples of the Master of Xuanmen Gate are you? "
Lin Feng looked at Yang Xu with interest, and suddenly laughed. "Cultivators like you who have formed the Yuanying Period don't talk so much nonsense when fighting with others. Are you saying so much now to buy time and wait for reinforcements?"
Although Yang Xu's expression didn't change, he suddenly became silent and didn't speak. It was obvious that Lin Feng had seen through his thoughts.
Jun Zining was shocked. She patted her head and shouted at Lin Feng, "There are indeed two Yuanying Stage Ancestors from the Yang family in Kunlun Mountain. He must be waiting for another Ancestor to come!"
"Don't worry, he won't be able to wait." Lin Feng shook his head. He raised his hand and drew a circle of light in the air. Within the circle of light, the scene changed.
When the image in the halo stabilized, Yang Xu saw the scene clearly, and his face immediately became even more gloomy.
Jun Zining looked over curiously and exclaimed in surprise.
In the image, the sky was filled with flying sand, dyeing that part of the world black and yellow.
An old man in black, with a ferocious face, was sitting cross-legged on a huge door. Above his head, there was a shadow of a baby. He was Yuanying Out of Body.
Inside the door, endless black sand flew out from it. Each grain of black sand contained a terrifying power of death. If an ordinary person came into contact with a grain of black sand, their life would immediately be erased by the power of death.
Their soul would also be imprisoned by the black sand and buried in the dark and boundless hell behind the door.
Unlike Yang Xu's connection to the Ice Hell, this old man's formation was connected to the Black Sand Hell.
He used his own Yuanying magic tool, the Gate of the Hell of Sand, in conjunction with the Black Sand Hell Formation, to drag the entire space he was in into the Black Sand Hell.
… At least, that was his original plan.
Unfortunately, he could only sit and worry. The black sand that gushed out from the Gate of the Hell of Sand could not spread at all. It was immediately knocked back into the door.
The endless yellow sand danced in the air, surrounding the old man in black and the Gate of the Hell of Sand. Not only was it impossible to break through, the yellow sand was also constantly squeezing towards the center. No matter how violent and unwilling the black sand was, it could only retreat step by step.
Silently, a young man in white sat cross-legged on the clouds. This place was warm and sunny, and below him was a yellow misty world. The old man in black was struggling bitterly in this domain.
Yang Xu watched helplessly as the yellow sand encirclement grew tighter and tighter, and his companions could only retreat in defeat.
The young man in white looked down calmly. He stretched out his hands and formed a seal with each hand.
The two seals came together in front of the young man in white's chest. A seemingly small but extremely condensed stream of water fell into the yellow sand below.
The condensed and heavy water and the eternal and endless sand. The two great concepts of power merged at this moment. The flying yellow sand instantly became heavy, turning into a boundless sea of sand that pressed towards the old man in black.
The old man in black was like a small sailboat in a stormy sea. He wanted to struggle, but was directly overturned by a wave and was completely submerged in the raging sea of sand.
Yang Xu and Jun Zining stared blankly at this scene. They watched the old man in black and his Gate of the Hell of Sand being swallowed by the vast sea of sand. In just a short moment, not even a single wave could be made.
After a long time, the quicksand stopped moving and turned into a huge sand ball in mid-air.
At this time, there was a faint wave of terrifying power coming from the sand ball, as if it wanted to break free.
Jun Zining could not help but feel worried. Yang Xu's mood did not improve. Instead, he felt waves of despair. Because he could see that it was not that the old man in black had the ability to break free from the suppression of the opponent's supernatural power. It was because he was unwilling to be captured alive and wanted to self-destruct.
The young man in white looked at the sand ball that was gradually shaking. Slowly, he stretched out a hand, formed a seal, and shook it at the sand ball.
The sand ball suddenly shook, and a terrifying power burst out, trying to compress the inside.
With this pressure, even if the opponent self-destructed his Yuanying, it would be useless. The power of the Yuanying's self-destruction would be directly crushed by the huge power in the sand ball.
"I have no intention of killing you. Your punishment will be decided by the Sect Master of Xuanmen Tianzong." The young man in white was naturally one of the two Guardian Elders of Xuanmen Tianzong, Kang Nanhua. He said faintly, "You can't do anything to me even if you self-destruct your Yuanying now. You're just seeking your own death."
The struggle and resistance in the sand ball gradually weakened, revealing a trace of dejection.
Also feeling dispirited along with him was Yang Xu, especially when an outrageously handsome young man dressed in luxurious purple clothes appeared next to Lin Feng with a smile that was not a smile. Yang Xu completely lost the will to resist.
After handing the two Yuanying Stage ancestors to Kang Nanhua and Miao Shihao respectively, Lin Feng's attention returned to Jun Zining.
"Did you just say that you're a disciple of Purple Heaven Path?"
Hearing Lin Feng's question, Jun Zining shivered all over. She looked at Lin Feng with a hint of fear.
"If he finds out that I lied to him as a shield, it would be terrible if he gets angry." Jun Zining's eyes turned, and she coughed dryly, "Senior Brother … No, Martial Uncle, I'm not a direct disciple of Purple Heaven Path, but my family practices Taoism, and it has a deep relationship with Purple Heaven Path. I can … um, I can be considered half a disciple of Purple Heaven Path."
The twelve-year-old girl cupped her hands at Lin Feng like a little adult, "Martial Uncle, you look unfamiliar. I've never seen you in the Wilderness Sea Assembly."
Lin Feng glanced at her, "You've participated in the Wilderness Sea Assembly?"
Jun Zining's heart was actually beating like a drum. She had never participated in the Wilderness Sea Assembly, but she was familiar with Li Kuiyin, a disciple of Purple Heaven Path. Li Kuiyin doted on her quite a bit. When they met a while ago, they had talked about the Wilderness Sea Assembly.
She calmed herself down and said, "Of course I've participated, but my cultivation was too low, so I could only watch from the sidelines. However, the glory of the Martial Uncles of Xuanmen Tianzong is still fresh in my memory."
The little girl was racking her brains to recall every detail that Li Kuiyin had told her, from Yue Hongyan fighting against the Sun and Moon Dual Swords, Wang Lin and Dao Yuting's life-and-death battle, to the duel between Zhu Yi and Jiao Junchen during the Golden Elixir Period, and to the final with Tiny Tot.
In the end, there was naturally no lack of the peak duel between Zhu Yi and Tiny Tot.
"The more I talk about it, the more I feel that Xuanmen Tianzong is really strong." As Jun Zining spoke, she couldn't help but be fascinated. In the end, she gradually became a little excited and talked non-stop.
"I've even followed Aunt Li Kuiyin to greet and greet the Martial Uncles of Xuanmen Tianzong." In the end, Jun Zining couldn't control her mouth anymore, "I've even met the Master of Xuanmen Tianzong!"
As soon as she said that, Jun Zining paused slightly and felt a little regretful, "Oh no, it seems that I've bragged a little too much."
She stole a glance at Lin Feng, "The martial arts that he used to defeat Yang Xu just now seemed to have integrated the power of the True Fire of the Sun, but it's even more mysterious than that, as if all the flames in the world are under his control."
"At the Wilderness Sea Assembly, the only disciple of the Master of Xuanmen Tianzong who hasn't shown up is his eldest disciple, Xiao Yan. I heard that Xiao Yan is also in the Golden Elixir Period and has the power of two True Fires. Could it be him?"
Jun Zining asked carefully, "I haven't asked for the title of this Martial Uncle. Could it be Xiao Yan, Martial Uncle Xiao? "
Before she finished speaking, the light and shadow in front of her suddenly changed. The little girl was dizzy and when she stood up again, she was already in a grand and majestic hall.
On the main seat of the hall sat a young man in a loose purple robe. His whole body seemed to be one with the hall, broad and vast like the starry sky of the universe.
Just as Jun Zining was feeling bewildered, the young man in the purple robe smiled slightly, "Apart from me, Xuanmen Tianzong, there are a total of 487 disciples from other forces, regardless of their cultivation, participating in the Wilderness Sea Assembly. Why don't I remember you being among them?"
Jun Zining opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at the young man in the purple robe on the main seat. After a long while, she came back to her senses and stammered, "You … you are …"
The young man in the purple robe smiled, "I'm the Master of Xuanmen, Lin Feng."
Jun Zining looked at Lin Feng, dumbfounded and speechless for a long time. Her body trembled for a long time and she wanted to speak. Suddenly, her eyes rolled back and she was about to faint.
Lin Feng found it funny, "What a child, still pretending to faint?"
A purple aura held Jun Zining up. Before the little girl could react, her whole body was numb, as if countless fine needles were gently pricking her.
Jun Zining was so scared that she quickly stood up straight. She looked like a little fox that was caught trying to steal a chicken. She begged for mercy and smiled, "Please forgive me, senior."
At this moment, she really wanted to slap herself. "Idiot, when will you be able to control your mouth that doesn't even have a door? This is bad, bad! "
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