Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

"You want to attack my apprentice, have you asked me?"

I saw Lin Yi's whole body erupting with black and white light, and the golden dragon's circling shadow enveloped Lin Yi. As Lin Yi finished speaking, the entire golden dragon shadow wrapped around Lin Yi and flew directly towards the True Monarch Huang Feng.

This time, Lin Yi directly used the second level of Dragon Soaring Ten Thousand Miles. With the blessing of yin and yang attribute magic and the middle-grade spiritual treasure Yin and Yang Wuji Spear, the power has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Normally, Zhenjun Huangfeng could dodge an attack of this level with just one teleport, and he only needed to resist the remaining waves.

But this is the inner space of the Yin Gathering Coffin. Even if True Lord Huang Feng is a small level higher than the Yin Gathering Coffin, he cannot initiate teleportation. Unless True Lord Huang Feng reaches the stage of becoming a god, he can only fly honestly.

"Damn it!"

True Lord Huang Feng cursed angrily and hurriedly waved the golden trident, forming a large shield made of yellow sand storm in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yi appeared in front of the big shield carrying Longteng Wanli.

The Yin-Yang Wuji Spear clicked on the big shield, and an unprecedented explosion instantly erupted.

Upon seeing this, the Ice and Fire Dragon and Phoenix did not immediately attack True Lord Huang Feng. Instead, they appeared in front of Zhao Bufan, spreading their huge wings to withstand the shock wave caused by the explosion.

"Qianqian, get out of the way!"

After preparing for so long, Zhao Bufan finally reached the limit of what he could persist.

After roaring angrily, the golden light around him exploded, and with the roar of a dragon soaring thousands of miles away, the Huntian Stick, which was hundreds of feet long, struck at the True Lord Huang Feng who had just collided with Lin Yi and flew out. .

"Damn it, damn it!" Feeling the power emanating from the Huntian Stick, True Lord Huang Feng's eyes almost popped out.

Is this really an attack that an early Nascent Soul can unleash?

Even he, a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, felt a sense of insignificance under this blow.

True Lord Huang Feng couldn't help but be surprised for too long. He hurriedly waved the golden trident, and the yellow sand in the sky firmly formed a shield to protect him.

boom--

The Huntian Stick hit the shield directly, and the shield, which was enough to withstand the full force of Nascent Soul's later stage, shattered instantly.

True Lord Huang Feng, who was behind the shield, never thought until his death that he would die under the siege of three early Nascent Souls.

collapse--

The Huntian Stick struck directly on the body of True Monarch Huang Feng, and his body turned into blood mist, leaving no residue behind.

Even the Nascent Soul of True Lord Huang Feng had just come out, and before it had time to escape, it was hit by the Huntian Stick and directly turned into energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Oops!" At this time, Ji Ling slowly appeared. He looked at the position where Huang Feng Zhenjun Yuanying disappeared with a pity look on his face and said: "The Yuanying in the later stage of Yuanying has been hidden and destroyed like this. Keep it. How nice it would be to place it on that body!"

"Hehe." Zhao Bufan laughed dryly, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

Activate Dragon Soaring Ten Thousand Miles twice in a row. Although the first time you only use the first level, the second time you activate it, you use the second level.

After two activations, Zhao Bufan's energy and energy were almost completely consumed.

It would take a long time to recover.

Lin Yi flew back from a distance and caught Zhao Bufan who fell to the ground. After checking, he breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly took out a drop of moonlight dew and gave it to Zhao Bufan.

"Although Yuehua Dew is enough to treat the injuries of True Monarch Nascent Soul, the amount of energy and energy consumed by using Longteng Wanli is really terrifying. In this regard, the help that Yuehua Dew can provide is really too little."

Lin Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, checked Zhao Bufan's condition again, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although Yuehua Dew is a holy medicine for healing, at this time, Zhao Bufan's soul showed no signs of being healed. His mana had recovered a little, and his energy had recovered a little more, but only about one-third.

Although he came to the conclusion that healing wounds would increase vitality, for Lin Yi, it was of no use.

"It seems that we need to pay more attention in the future and look for more spiritual objects that can replenish and restore energy and spirit."

Seeing Zhao Bufan's tragic situation, Lin Yi felt that it was very necessary to put the collection of such items in an extremely important position.

"Dad, is senior brother okay?" Huang Qianqian transformed into a human form and came to Lin Yi and asked with concern.

Although this little girl usually likes to tease Zhao Bufan, she still has a good relationship with Zhao Bufan.

"It's okay, it's just that it's a bit exhausting. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine." Lin Yi looked at Huang Qianqian: "What about you? Are you injured or something?"

"Qianqian is fine." Huang Qianqian shook her head, and then said regretfully: "It's just a pity, senior brother. We just got married. It seems like we can't get married now."

Lin Yi's face was full of black lines when he heard this: "Huang Qianqian, if you read those inappropriate scripts again, I will lock you in the Lingzhu Space for at least a hundred years!"

"Moreover, I want to take back your spiritual field!"

Guan Lingzhu's space for a hundred years does not have much intimidating effect on the current Huang Qianqian.

But if the spiritual field is taken back, it will cost Huang Qianqian's life.

"No, no, no, daddy." Huang Qianqian said with a bitter face, "Qianqian won't watch it anymore, I won't watch it anymore."

"Hmph." Lin Yi snorted coldly, glanced at Ji Ling, and then led Zhao Bufan and Huang Qianqian out of the Yin Ju coffin.

As for what did Huang Feng Zhenjun leave behind after his death?

The storage ring is not a high-level magic weapon, so how could it withstand such a level of battle.

Under the attack of the Hun Tian Stick, even Huang Feng Zhenjun, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, turned into blood mist, not to mention the storage ring.

The storage ring had already turned into powder together with Huang Feng Zhenjun.

After flying out of the Ju Yin Coffin, Lin Yi looked in the direction where Huang Feng Zhenjun came from, sneered, and took the Ju Yin Coffin back to the Lingzhu Space, and then took Zhao Bufan and Huang Qianqian back to the gathering place of the remnants of the Wei Kingdom.

Seeing Lin Yi and the other two return, fierce cheers instantly rang out in the formation.

That was Huang Feng Zhenjun, who had been famous for a long time in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Si Tan Kingdom. Under the hands of such a great cultivator, Lin Yi and his team could actually escape unscathed. What did that mean? Everyone present did not understand.

Of course, everyone cheered very carefully, after all, there was still Zhao Bufan who was carried back, and it was not known what his situation was at present.

"Master." Li Caiwei was the first to fly in front of Lin Yi and the others, looking at Zhao Bufan with a worried look on her face: "Bufan..."

"He used Longteng Wanli twice in a row, and he consumed too much energy and fell into a coma."

Lin Yi handed Zhao Bufan to Li Caiwei: "Let him rest for a while and he will recover."