Chapter 1031

Purple bamboo forest edge.

Ye Feng naturally knows that one of them flew here after entering the holy land, and the other party has the power of wind and fire. It must be the high-level of the wind and fire holy sect.

However, Ye Feng did not panic at all.

The three legged Golden Toad said that the passage to Dizhou was tampered with by it. For the time being, it can only enter but not exit.

"This is to catch a turtle in a jar!"

Ye Feng whispered.

Hearing the speech, long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and Wang Ping'an looked at each other and looked confused. I don't know why Ye Feng suddenly said these words. I'm a little confused.

The next moment.

A strong holy power came.

The old man from fenghuoshengzong fell to the ground and looked at Ye Feng sitting on the stone and long Tianxing, Wang Ping'an and Qiao Jiaxi kneeling on the grass.

The scene was suddenly quiet.

A moment later, Pang Hu said to Ye Feng:

"Old man Pang Hu, a Fenghuo Saint from Dizhou, is one of the members of the supreme Presbyterian group. I want to ask you something."

He couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

But Pang Hu's intuition is accurate.

This young man is no less than him!

Therefore, Pang Hu decided to maintain the basic etiquette before he was not sure whether he was the enemy.

"No time, I'm instructing my disciples." Ye Feng said coldly.

Other people will certainly maintain basic etiquette for this person, but Ye Feng doesn't need it.

Because Pang Hu is the supreme elder of Fenghuo Shengzong.

This time, I must be looking for revenge.

As the so-called enemy meets, Ye Feng is particularly jealous. How can Ye Feng give this person a good face?

"Sir, you should be so impolite and look down on my panghu!"

Pang Hu's face sank.

However, Ye Feng ignored him and was still instructing long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi to improve their fusion.

Wang Ping'an sat aside and did nothing.

Pang Hu looked at Wang Ping'an and saw that he had only three peaks to break the virtual environment, so he asked, "boy, where are you from and what world is this place?"

Wang Ping'an looked strange. After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Do you know these people?"

After that, he stretched out his hand, and a dozen portraits of people appeared above his palm, which were the elite disciples of Fenghuo Saint such as Yin Yuanwen.

Pang Hu's face changed greatly:

"These are the elite disciples of our Fenghuo sect. They died strangely after going out for training. Have you seen them?"

Wang Ping'an suddenly snorted coldly:

"Of course I know. I was walking in the mountains before. They mistakenly thought I scared them and took the initiative. Later, they tried to kill me and my two senior brothers. Finally, they were burned by us."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely dignified.

"Am I special!"

Pang Hu was immediately angry. "It turned out that you killed the elite disciples of our Fenghuo Saint sect. Die for me!"

Pang Hu raised his hand and the power of wind and fire lingered in his palm.

"The sky is round and the place is full of wind and fire!"

With Pang Hu's Jue, the power of wind and fire rose into the sky, turned into a huge two-color beast, opened his teeth and claws, and rushed towards Ye Feng and his party.

"Noisy!"

Ye Feng didn't even lift his head. He just stretched out his hand and pointed at panghu across the air, bursting out a dazzling golden awn.

Bang!

Pang Hu was hit in the middle of his eyebrow and recognized the sea. He stepped back three steps on the spot. Then, he stared at Ye Feng with unbelievable face. His pupils were filled with horror.

"Why can you shoot me when you enter the holy land?"

Pang Hu only had time to say these words, so he fell straight to the ground and died.

Seeing this, the three disciples were not surprised.

Ye Feng can fight even the heavenly saint. Although he lost, he can't deal with it just by entering the holy land.

Without the holy land of heaven, Ye Feng doesn't deserve to be serious.

"Enter the holy land? You can kill your fingers!"

Until then, Ye Feng finally opened his mouth, turned his head to panghu in the distance, and then said to Wang Ping'an, "try your fire spirit and whether you can burn the remains of the holy land."

"OK!"

Wang Ping'an licked his lips.

That's the Eucharist!

If he can be burned by the fire spirit, his cultivation will soar and even raise the fire spirit to a higher level.

After the previous burning, he has improved to a small level, and his combat power has officially entered the king star. In wartime, as long as he sacrifices the fire spirit, he can burn the same level with weak combat power.

However, it backfired.

No matter how Wang Ping'an's fire spirit is burned, he still can't burn Pang Hu's holy body, and his mood is gradually oppressed.

"Master martial uncle, I can't burn it."

Wang Ping'an had to put out the flame and look at Ye Feng.

"That's normal. The destructive power of the fire spirit is based on your accomplishments. You can break the triple peak of the virtual realm. Even if you have the same level of invincible combat power, you can't burn the holy realm."

Ye Fengdao.

"What should I do?" Wang Ping'an said bitterly.

"It's very simple. Here's the storage ring of the corpse. As for the corpse, just give it to me."

Ye Feng reached out, took Pang Hu's storage ring off, untied the prohibition and left it to the disciples.

Then he reached out and patted it off.

Bang!

Pang Hu's corpse burst open instantly and was refined into an original crystal by Ye Feng with the help of the power of the whole ethereal world.

"This is for the imperial concubine to practice."

Ye Feng said in secret.

Princess Hu's cultivation is stuck at the level of being a saint. If she wants to continue to improve, she has to devour a lot of the original crystallization of the holy land.

Without these, her entry would be slow.

"Oh, my God, there are many top-grade spirit stones!"

"Give me this. I'll burn it."

"There are many secret arts and scriptures... Eh, there is also an auxiliary skill" the power of wind and fire ". No wonder the disciples of the wind and fire sect are so powerful. They used to rely on this auxiliary skill."

The disciples are checking Pang Hu's storage ring.

The booty is very rich.

There are a wide variety of spiritual stones, primitive crystals, Yuan Li crystals, skills, spells, magical powers, arrays, spiritual treasures, etc.

"It's useless. Burn it for me!"

Wang Ping'an picked up a bowl of inferior Lingbao, immediately released the fire spirit and burned it.

"Burn all the useless things."

Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi said.

They selected natural materials and earth treasures that are useful for improving Qi and blood, some jewels containing the power of wind and fire, and a large number of double talismans for self-defense.

The rest was left to Wang Ping'an.

"Ha ha, my cultivation has been improved again!"

Wang Ping'an burned all kinds of ordinary natural materials and earth treasures piled up like a mountain. He found that his body absorbed more and more special energy. Before long, he hit the bottleneck and was promoted to four levels of breaking the virtual environment.

As for the strength of fire spirit, it has also increased a lot.

Although his combat power can not reach the two kings, he has taken several steps forward at the one king level.

"Ping An, your foundation is very stable and your promotion is not slow." Ye Feng said, "but you consume too many resources. Ordinary holy places can't support you."

Wang Ping'an grinned: "we don't, but we have many enemies! They must have them."

"It's true." Ye Feng smiled dumbly.

The ethereal sect has too many enemies.

I can't count.

Although the sect has many enemies, it is not a bad thing. If you lack cultivation resources, you can get them from the enemy.

……

Tens of miles away.

No. 59 is in front of the cemetery of the invincible supreme Jiannan I.

Moying held the sword formula in her forehand, and dozens of incarnations identical to the body appeared. At the same time, she held the sword and performed the shaking sword formula taught by Jiannan I, making each incarnation turn into dozens of swords and looked at them closely.

Qiang!

Countless swords stabbed a stone man and ground it into powder.

make love!

The soul of Jiannan Yi clapped his hands and said:

"You are really suitable for cultivating fast sword. In a short time, you have practiced the sword shaking formula to a great success and evolved the embodiment of kendo. It's very good!"

"Master taught well."

The ink warbler received his sword and saluted. His face under the black veil didn't have any pride.