Feng Ling's eyes were extremely cold. He actually suffered such a big loss in front of a god-level ant. If word spread about this, it would be a shame for a saint.

And the name of his Feng Ling will resound throughout the Abyss Realm, because things like the god-level counterattack against the saint are sung by people.

"Come out!"

Feng Ling roared again, and his huge mental power moved in all directions, inspecting the void inch by inch.

Jiang Du was alone in the void, took a deep breath, and submerged his whole body into the earth. Under the divine will shrouded by the power of the Nightmare Demon, he carefully bypassed the opponent's mental power.

As Jiang Du got closer to Feng Ling, Jiang Du's heart beat slower and slower.

He is like a corpse, without any breath, but it is a corpse that can move freely.

When he was still two meters away from Feng Ling, Jiang Du rushed over from the ground in an instant, with the Zhenyuan Sword in his hand shining brightly.

Jiang Du had just recovered some strength and was letting it out to his heart's content at this moment. Jiang Du's whole body shriveled up, looking extremely terrifying.

"Qingtian, chasing stars!"

Jiang Du roared, his eyes flashing with blood, and he slashed out with his sword.

The power gathered by this sword made people feel desperate, and all the energy in the world was converging towards Jiang Du's sword.

A large area of ​​space was shattered, and Jiang Du and Feng Lingdi's bodies appeared directly in the chaos.

The light of this sword drowned out everything, and seemed to be able to cut off everything in the world.

"boom!"

Feng Ling had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jiang Du appear, the power on that sword made him feel deep despair. Even a saint would not be able to survive under this sword.

Feng Ling gritted his teeth. If he was going to die, you would die first!

"Law·Fengshang!"

The extreme wind can blow away everything, and the shrill wind seems to be crying for this world.

A large area of ​​cyan appeared in front of Feng Ling. Wherever the cyan passed, all life was wiped out.

As if they were about to die together, the two of them tried their best to release their most powerful power.

But at this moment, a black shield appeared on Jiang Du's body. The thickness of the immortal shield directly reached the terrifying strength of a high-level saint.

All the wind blew on the black shield, causing the shield to tremble violently, but it did not break. Jiang Du's sword had already cut through everything and came to Feng Ling's face.

Feng Ling's eyes widened.

How could the opponent release such a powerful shield?

However, it was already too late, Jiang Du's Zhenyuan Sword was about to chop Feng Ling into pieces.

At this time, everything suddenly stopped!

A figure with white hair and beard stepped into the chaos, with a little helplessness on his face.

"Okay, that's it for now!" Feng Yintian said calmly.

He waved his palm gently, and all the power from Jiang Du Zhenyuan's sword was stripped away, and the annihilating wind also disappeared.

Then the still space returned to normal. Jiang Du's sword was blocked by a resistance and could not move forward. Feng Ling looked at the sword blade close at hand, and the sweat on his forehead was falling drop by drop.

"Why did you get into a fight with Elder Feng Ling if you didn't want to teach us young people from the Wind God Clan?" Feng Yintian looked at Jiang Du helplessly and said.

Jiang Du?

"Elder?" Jiang Du was a little confused.

"The elder still pursues Ning Xue. Isn't it shameless?" Jiang Du said still a little unconvinced.

"Who said Elder Feng Ling is going to pursue Xue'er? According to your seniority, you should call Feng Ling uncle!" Feng Yintian said while blowing his beard and staring.

The expression on Jiang Du's face suddenly froze.

Big...Uncle?

Damn it, didn’t I say that if you beat the little one, the old one won’t come out?

With Jiang Du's face, he was embarrassed for three seconds at this time, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

The uncle is not a relative either.

No matter what he does?

"Ahem, Elder Feng Ling, are you okay? I was impulsive. I thought you were Ning Xue's suitor. You must also know how unhappy your daughter-in-law would be if she was pursued by someone else, so I have no excuse for this.

"Original, please forgive me." A smile appeared on Jiang Du's face, and his originally dry body began to become plump again, and those who didn't know it thought it was an inflatable doll.

Feng Ling looked at Jiang Du calmly, with a strong sense of decadence in his eyes, and even looked at Jiang Du with fear.

I won't accidentally shatter the self-esteem of this elder Feng Ling, right?

This is just a normal fight. You are also a Saint-level expert after all. Without great perseverance, it is impossible to reach the Saint-level!

Just like that, your mentality collapsed?

He shouldn't blame himself, it's purely due to his own lack of determination.

So Jiang Du silently put aside all his reasons.

Jiang Du was actually a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't recite a salvation sutra to Elder Feng Ling, otherwise the relationship between the two of them would have been huge.

Some people say what is the Transcendence Sutra? It is actually the Rebirth Mantra, and the content is as follows!

Um……

Are you dead? I will use the Rebirth Mantra to give you super rebirth, Namo Ami, Duo Taka Duo Ye, Duo Di Ye Ta Ami Du Bavi, Amila Duosidan, Bavi, Amila Duo Bika.

Lan, Tiduo, Amila Dovi welcome Lan, Gamini, Gagana Jiduokala Yaopo recite the mantra of rebirth in the Pure Land, your poor mother.

Your horse is so miserable, the Buddha's light relic, the golden light appears, Namo, Hezhena. Doroyeye, Namo, Alineye Anxiaoluoye, Bodhisattva Satrapaya, Mojiong Satrapayayan! Sahuluo

punishment,

A few loads of the constant slope, there is no Xiji Zaochui in the south, Yi Meng a bang, A Shi pregnant, Sa Po has heard the true Dharma in many rooms, and understands the profound meaning. I always meet good people, and always meet good times. Don't be distracted by wild thoughts.

Death, Namo Amitabha!

…

Cough cough cough, business, business!

"Clan leader, I need to retreat for a while." Feng Ling's eyes were still that black, like an abyss.

Feng Yintian looked at Feng Ling and sighed silently.

No one can guide him well on this matter. Only Feng Ling can pass this level by himself, and may even go one step further.

But if he can't get through it, then his cultivation may stop here, and his inner demons may even take advantage of it.

"Go to Sifengya for retreat!" Feng Yintian said calmly.

Feng Ling nodded, bowed, and disappeared into a breeze.

Jiang Du and Feng Yintian walked out of the chaos, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Du strangely.

Jiang Du was already used to seeing this kind of gaze, and he didn't care about it.

Now he was almost certain that almost no one in the entire Wind God Clan dared to take advantage of Xiao Xueer.

"Are you okay?" Ning Xue came to Jiang Du's side and asked with some worry and tenderness in her eyes.

The wind gently blew Ning Xue's green hair, her beauty was beyond compare.

Jiang Du gently grabbed Ning Xue's little hand and shook his head at her.

"It's okay, but I still have to leave for the time being." Jiang Du said with a slight sigh.

Ning Xue's eyes flashed with reluctance, but she still nodded obediently.

Jiang Du now seems to be powerful enough and extremely beautiful, but the hardships he has experienced behind the scenes are surprisingly many.

It is said that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, and Jiang Du has never laid down in it.

O saint!

Only by becoming a saint can Jiang Du become a slightly stronger chess piece, able to slightly stir up the variables of the chess game.

Jiang Du is still far behind.

Jiang Du smiled and rubbed Ning Xue's head, and then began to sense the location of the violent underworld boots among the seven ancient underworld weapons. However, in just two seconds, Jiang Du looked at Feng Yintian with a strange look.

What kind of look is this?

Feng Yintian???
Chapter completed!