northernbook Chapter 359 A Chicken Without Feet?
Chapter 359 A Chicken Without Feet?
Inside the Jiuzhong Pavilion, the Dry Lake Temple.
Mu Feng was sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of an ancient temple, receiving the infusion from the system.
This is the second time he has been blessed by the system today, unlocking the technique of "Yin Yang Soul Jue" that he signed up in the early years.
Compared with transferring a whole exercise, it will take a little longer to unlock in sections like the current one.
Because the division of volumes under the same exercise is not completely independent, but an interrelated and progressive relationship.
When the system transmits the information of the soul-moving technique to Mufeng, it will also open up the related nodes of the soul-searching technique and the soul-refining technique.
Only in this way can a perfect system be formed.
Time passed slowly, and when the system incorporated the last ray of insight into the Yin-Yang Soul Art into Mu Feng's mind, the latter's eyes that had been closed for a long time finally opened again.
"This time, I have been in seclusion for more than three years. I wonder how the Jiuzhong Pavilion is developing?"
Mu Feng stroked his white chin, and with a flash of figure, he had already left the space of the Zen courtyard.
When he was about to leave the mirror image space, he stretched out his hand and grasped it vaguely, and a dark chain immediately flew towards Mu Feng like a flying sword, and landed in Mu Feng's palm.
This is the chain of order that Mu Feng left here when he set off for Mu Wang City several years ago.
With the help of the law of the mirror space that is different from the outside world, the current chain of order not only repairs all the damage, but also increases the destructive power by a large amount.
Such an unexpected harvest made Mu Feng very happy.
He was about to carefully study the level of the magic weapon in his hand, when suddenly, waves of familiar fluctuations emerged like ripples and were captured by his mind.
"It's from the life-saving spiritual weapons I gave to Ling Xiao. Damn it, did you come to the door?"
"If you dare to hurt my people, I will make you die ugly!"
Mu Feng took a step forward and went straight to the battlefield.
Outside the Jiuzhong Pavilion, in mid-air.
"boom!"
Under the joint attack of two Supreme Realm enemy cultivators, a ferocious lying corpse was completely crushed, turned into severed limbs, and fell to the ground.
While Ye Zhen grabbed Ling Xiao to avoid the enemy's mind power attack, he yelled and cursed at people while blowing his beard and staring.
He didn't want to participate in this battle at first, but after watching Jiuzhong Pavilion was killed by his opponent two more elders, and the remaining Ling Xiao and the other three were almost unable to hold on, so he made a move.
Relying on a lying corpse and incomparable agility, he led Ling Xiao and the others to escape several waves of deadly attacks.
However, Ye Zhen was not strong enough after all, and the high-level zombies hoarded over the long years were wiped out by Mu Feng in the light sphere space, leaving only a single seedling.
Facing the encirclement and suppression of three supreme and powerful enemies, he soon became powerless.
Ye Zhen couldn't help complaining when he thought about the matter in the light sphere space.
"It's all the fault of Mu Feng, who beat up my team. If my corpses were still there, how could we have ended up in such a passive and beaten situation?"
Ling Xiao couldn't answer Ye Zhen's words at all. She didn't know who the old man who suddenly appeared to save the scene was, nor did she know the relationship between him and Mu Feng.
Zimo does know the identity of Ye Zhen, but he is not familiar with them.
If the other party hadn't appeared just now, he would have thought that mysterious monster would have already run away.
Right now, the only thing left for everyone is the last defensive spiritual umbrella, and the time they can hold on is only three short breaths.
"I said, now we can only fight together. Once the umbrella is broken, we will be like chickens without feet, and we can only watch ourselves being preyed on by hungry wolves."
Yezhen's sound transmission rang out in a hurry, and it fell into the ears of Ling Xiao and the others, but it brought out an indescribable weirdness.
Which decent person would use 'feetless chicken' to describe himself!
Knowing that the situation in front of them was a matter of life and death, none of the three of them disturbed Ye Zhen's thoughts.
Just listen to the other party continue: "I use a kung fu technique, which can temporarily combine the power of the four of us into one, increase the speed to the supreme level, and then rush into the big formation in one go."
"The success of this exercise is not up to me, but to you all. You have to fully trust me. While motivating your spiritual power with all your strength, your spiritual sense can't repel me at all. Otherwise, everyone will suffer backlash."
There is still a breath before the defensive spiritual umbrella is completely shattered, and there is no room for everyone to think about it. At the same moment when Ye Zhen raised his palm and formed a seal, Ling Xiao and the three of them were already doing their best according to the method he taught.
In an instant, the four people's originally different auras merged into one, and the Venerable's waves soared into the sky.
The strong wind turned back, and the figures of the four disappeared straight away, replaced by a cone-shaped storm.
The storm roared and spun, and at a speed that surpassed most of the monks present, it shot straight towards the channel of the Jiuzhong Pavilion's protective formation.
"Small skills, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how many foreign objects you have, you are still vulnerable, let me break it!"
Among the three Supreme Realm Enemy Cultivators, two of them have reached the first level of cultivation, and they have not touched the threshold of mind power.
But the cultivation base of the remaining person has reached the second level, and the use of mind power is not stable, sometimes it fails and sometimes it works.
If it weren't for this, Zimo and the others wouldn't even have the chance to sacrifice the spiritual weapon at first.
Right now, the person who shot with the sound of ridicule is the enemy cultivator who has the second level of the Supreme Realm.
He used his thought power again, mixed with the power of his own cultivation, forming a giant fist that shone with a green color, and it came to the front of the cone-shaped storm in an instant.
The giant fist slammed down, forcibly defeating Ye Zhen's joint force spell.
The four people spurted blood and flew out in different directions, their blood was surging, and their spiritual power was disordered.
Ye Zhen is the leader of combined force spells, half of the force of that heavy punch hit him just now.
The toxin contained in Dixiu's fist also penetrated into Ye Zhen's body along with the wound.
At this moment, this spirit monkey who loves to act and pretend is no longer able to maintain his fairy-tale form.
His cheeks were black and purple, his hair was fluttering in the wind, and gray hairs began to protrude from his neck, as if he was about to retreat from the human form to the monster beast at any moment.
It's also fortunate that Yezhen's body is a monster, and his physical strength is stronger than that of a human monk of the same level, otherwise his bones would have been smashed to pieces just now.
Seeing that the four Xiaoyaojing are still alive, the enemy cultivator who just made a move couldn't help being very annoyed.
There are three supreme beings on my side, and they have actually made a few happy and weak chickens jump up to the present. If this is spread, I'm afraid it will become a laughing stock.
With this in mind, he raised his foot and stepped down towards the void.
In an instant, four green pythons congealed by the strength of their cultivation appeared immediately, swimming in a meandering direction, and biting towards Ling Xiao and the others.