Feng Ling's eyes were extremely cold. He actually suffered such a great loss in front of a god-level ant. It was simply a shame for a saint when it was spread.

And his name of Feng Ling will also resound throughout the abyss, because the God-level counterattack of saints is sung.

"Come out!"

Feng Ling shouted again, and his huge mental power went all directions, exploring the void inch by inch.

Jiang Du was in the void and took a deep breath. He sank into the earth. Under the divine thoughts shrouded by the nightmare demon power, he carefully bypassed the other party's mental power.

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

He was like a corpse, without any breath, but he was a corpse that could move freely.

When Feng Ling was still two meters away, Jiang Du rushed over from the ground instantly, with the Zhenyuan sword in his hand carrying a dazzling light.

Having just recovered some of his strength, he vented his whole body so hard that Jiang Du's whole body shriveled down, looking extremely terrifying.

"Qingtian, chase stars!"

Jiang Du let out a low roar, blood flashed in his eyes, and he slashed out with a sword.

The power gathered by this sword makes people feel desperate, and all the energy in the world is gathering towards Jiang Du's sword.

The space was broken, and Jiang Du and Feng Ling's body appeared directly in chaos.

The light of this sword drowned everything, and seemed to be able to cut off everything in this world.#@$&

"boom!"

Feng Ling had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jiang Du appear, the power on the sword made him feel deeply desperate. Even a saint could not survive under this sword.

Feng Ling gritted his teeth and said that if you want to die, you will die first!

"Law·Fengshang!"

The ultimate wind can blow everything, and the shrill wind seems to be crying for this world.%&(&

A large piece of blue appeared in front of Feng Ling, and wherever the blue passed, it destroyed all vitality.

The two of them tried their best to release their most powerful power as if they were about to burn them.

But at this moment, a black shield appeared on Jiang Du's body, and the thickness of the Immortal Shield directly reached the terrifying strength of the Saint-level high-level.

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

Feng Ling's eyes were wide open.

How could the other party release such a powerful shield?

However, it was too late. As Jiang Du's Zhenyuan sword was about to cut Feng Ling into minced meat.

At this time, everything suddenly stopped!

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

"Okay, let's stop here!" Feng Yintian said lightly.

His palm gently swung, and all the power on Jiang Du Zhenyuan's sword was stripped away, and the wind that had disappeared directly.

Then the still space returned to normal. Jiang Du's sword was blocked by a wave of resistance and could not move forward. Feng Ling looked at the sword blade that was close to him, and the sweat dripping on his forehead was sliding down drop by drop.

"You kid isn't you going to teach our young people a lesson about the Fengshen clan, why did you fight with Elder Feng Ling?" Feng Yintian looked at Jiang Du helplessly and said.

Jiang Du?

"Elder?" Jiang Du was a little confused.

"The elder is still pursuing Ning Xue, isn't this shameless?" Jiang Du said with some dissatisfaction.

"Who said that Elder Feng Ling is going to pursue Xue'er? According to seniority, you should also call Feng Ling "Uncle!" Feng Yintian said with a glaring look on his beard.

Jiang Du's expression suddenly stiffened.

Big... uncle?

I'm fucking, didn't I say that if I beat the younger ones, I won't be able to come out and get old ones?

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 close friend either.

What do you care about him?

"Ahem, Elder Feng Ling, are you okay? I was impulsive. I thought you were Ning Xue's suitor. I guess you also know how unhappy your wife will be pursued by others, so I have a good time.

So, please forgive me." Jiang Du's face showed a smile, and his originally shriveled body began to become fuller again. Those who didn't know thought this was an inflatable doll.

Feng Ling looked at Jiang Du calmly, with a strong decadence in his eyes, and he was frightened when he looked at Jiang Du.

I wouldn’t have accidentally broken the self-esteem of this elder Feng Ling?

This is just a normal fight. You are a Saint-level strongman after all. You can't reach the Saint-level without great perseverance!

Just like that, my mentality collapsed?

It shouldn't be blamed for himself, it's purely because he is not firm in his mind.

So Jiang Du silently put aside all his reasons in his heart.

Jiang Du actually had some gratitude. Fortunately, he didn't recite a sutra for Elder Feng Ling's mother, otherwise the two of them would have been considered a big deal.

Some people say what is the Sutra of Sutra? In fact, it is the Mantra of Rebirth, and the content is as follows!

Um……

Are you dead? I will give you the mantra of rebirth? Namo Ami, Duotagata, Duodiye, Duodiye, Ami Duopapi, Ami Ladosida, Papi, Ami Ladosida, Ami Ladosida, Ami Ladosida, Ami Ladosida, Ami Ladosida, Ami Ladosika, Ami Ladosika

Lan, Dido, Amiladovi, Kamina, Kamina, Kajana, Karala, and Karana, and your poor mother.

You are so miserable, Buddha light relics, golden light appears, Nanwu, and Hena. Doroye, Nanwu, Arlene Ye, Bodhisathaha, Mojimsahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Punishment, several burdens, the constant slant, the southern noriji hammer, Yimeng, Ah, Ah, Sapodou, and the truth heard by the Dharma, and realized the profound meaning. Always meet good people, and always be good at good times. Don't think about it crazy

Death in chaos, Namo Amitabha!

...

Cough cough, serious business, serious business!

"Class leader, I need to stay in seclusion for a while." Feng Ling's eyes were still black, as if he was a deep abyss.

Feng Yintian looked at Feng Ling and sighed silently.

No one can enlighten him well in this matter. Only Feng Ling himself can pass this level and may even go further.

But if he can't get through, then his cultivation may be stuck here, and he may even be taken advantage of by the inner demon.

"Go to Sifeng Cliff and go to seclusion!" Feng Yintian said lightly.

Feng Ling nodded and bowed, and his whole body turned into a breeze and disappeared.

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

Jiang Du is no longer surprised by this kind of gaze, Ji Cao Wuliu.

Now he was basically sure that, that is, almost no one in the entire Fengshen clan dared to have a plan to make Xiao Xueer.

"Is it 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 black hair, and her beauty was incomparable.

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

"It's okay, but I'm still leaving for the time being." Jiang Du sighed slightly and said.

A hint of reluctance flashed in Ning Xue's eyes, but she nodded obediently.

Jiang Du now looks strong enough and has a great glory, but the hardships he has experienced are surprisingly many.

It is said that the Gentleman Village is a hero's tomb, and Jiang Du has never lie there.

Saint!

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

Jiang Du is still far from it.

Jiang Du smiled and rubbed Ning Xue's head, and then began to sense the position of the tyrannical boots among the seven instruments of the Nether Ancient Ancients. However, in just two seconds, Jiang Du looked at Feng Yintian with a strange look.

What kind of eyes are this?
Chapter completed!