Chapter 1847

In the face of panic, Tang Feng is a faint smile, said: "the spirit of the state just, not in the way."

Thunder son looked at Tang Feng, his face was already a bit surprised and confused.

He can see that Tang Feng's cultivation is extremely high, but I'm afraid he hasn't reached the realm of transforming the deity. How dare he say such words and don't take a master of transforming the deity seriously?

Tang Feng held the cup in front of him in his hand, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "it turns out that this technique of moving souls can't be used often."

Listen to Tang Feng say such a sentence, people look at each other, don't know how to answer.

For them, the skill of shifting souls is just a matter of hearing and hearing. No one has ever seen it with his own eyes, let alone knowing the details of the skill. As for whether it can be used frequently, they have no way to know.

Seeing that all the people were confused, Tang Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "this man's highest realm was once the realm of harmony, and he will soon break through to the period of salvation. However, with the use of this skill, his cultivation will regress a lot every time. After several times, now he can be regarded as the lowest cultivation of transforming the divine realm. I'm afraid that if he uses it again, he will return to the golden elixir period."

"He Dao?" Xuanji's voice trembled a little. "This, this realm, at the beginning, was also the realm that only some big clan masters could reach."

With his speech, Tang Feng felt again that the array was touched.

He stood up and said with a smile, "let's go and see who the great patriarch was."

When a crowd appeared at the entrance of qinghongzong, they already saw two people standing outside qinghongzong.

Both of them were dressed in black robes with masks on their faces. They covered their body shape and appearance tightly. However, it can be seen that both of them were very thin, especially the one in front. With the wind blowing on his black robes, he outlined his birth shape and was extremely thin.

"Tang Feng, you are my enemy everywhere. I can't tell you how capable you are, but that's all."

The man in black standing in the back said coldly.

This is the first time Tang Feng has heard him speak. His voice is a bit chilly, and his breath makes him feel miserable.

Lu Jingchen said in a low voice behind Tang Feng, "it's the Gu master."

Tang Feng nodded slightly.

It seems that the most trusted person behind the scenes is the sorcerer. Now, he must have brought a lot of followers, but the sorcerer is the only one who follows him.

He will know his name and his situation. Tang Feng is not surprised. After all, he has really ruined a lot of his affairs.

For example, remove qiansijuan from those people, kill the strange baby in Jiuyou dreamland, seal Mingsi spirit again, and just a short time ago, he killed the horse belly.

This series of things are all written by this Gu master.

This sorcerer, of course, has to investigate the situation of Tang Feng. Tang Feng is very famous in Pingyang, so it's not difficult to find out.

However, Tang Feng was not interested in listening to him. Instead, he focused on the black robed man in front of him.

With a slight smile and a slight irony in his tone, he said, "when using the method of shifting souls, I don't expect that it will damage my own cultivation, right? I don't dare to use it now, do I? He Dao Jing, oh, even in the world of cultivating immortals, it's not easy to reach this realm, but because of the desire to live forever, it's plummeted. Now, even if it's dead, I dare not use it again? In my opinion, it's better to let go and live as a person for decades than to be a ghost or a human being. "

Tang Feng's tone, very relaxed, but with full irony.

Although people knew at the beginning that this person's use of the spirit shifting method would make his accomplishments retrogressive, they did not expect that it would be so serious.

That person's whole face, all hide in the mask, can't see his facial expression, but his body, is in tiny shiver.

Obviously, Tang Feng's words have touched his mind.

Tang Feng then said, "you think that if you get the aura and cultivation resources of qinghongzong, you can practice again, don't you? Can you make yourself live longer through practice, and then think of other ways? Don't dream. You've been on the road of no return since you used the skill of shifting souls. You think you've got a magic method of longevity, but in fact, you've just ruined your cultivation. You think the master of burning sect is just a chess piece in your hand. You don't know that you really fall into his trap. "

The black robed man's body faltered and trembled even more severely. Then, he heard the voice behind his mask: "whether it's chess pieces or traps, it's all things in the past. It's not necessary to study them deeply. Now I just want your lives. It's a light and easy thing to lift!"

"Ha ha, who gave you confidence?" Tang Feng's mouth slightly raised, his face showed a smile, but this smile, but give a full chill.

"With you mobs, refining gas, building foundation, gold elixir, ha ha, it's just my finger thing."

The black robed man gave out a burst of laughter. With his laughter, a dark wind swept around his body and rushed towards Tang Feng and others.

In the hearts of all the people, they were surprised.

Everyone knows that this wind is certainly not an ordinary one. At least, it can hurt the soul.

When it comes to the realm of God, fighting is far from a physical fight.

But Tang Feng, with a sneer on his face, stepped forward. There was a gust of wind around his body. With the wind, he said coldly again, "look at me!"

Between speaking, the wind on his side was overwhelming, pressing toward the opposite side.

Two phase contrast, high and low.

If the wind of the black robed man is like a cup of water, on the side of Tang Feng, it is the whole ocean.

Just in an instant, let the other side's offensive dissipate without a trace.

In a flash, the wind stopped, and everything seemed to have never happened.

The two men in black, still standing in the same place, did not seem to change.

But just a second later, the sorcerer suddenly fell to the ground and turned into powder without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

The black robed man staggered and stepped back. From behind his mask, he uttered a cry of Horror: "cross the border! How can it be