The fire was shining in the sky, and the temperature suddenly rose. It was the fire burning by the Fengyun Jue Death Cauldron, as if it was about to destroy everything. Although Qiu Yu was far away, he felt the oncoming heat wave, which made him feel awe-inspiringly in his heart, and he looked over with more concentration, his eyes widened, and he dared not slacking off at all.

The Eighteen Pagoda Tower also met and collided with the giant tripod, making a shocking sound.

"boom!"

The explosion sounded, and the flames soared into the sky. Somehow, the giant tripod actually surrounded the black tower, and the flames turned blue and burned, trying to melt it. The Futu Tower was even louder and louder, and it seemed as dark as ink in the flames.

Master Fengyun's eyes flashed with excitement, and his palms suddenly roared wildly. The flames inside the giant cauldron suddenly jumped high and completely swallowed the black tower. There were only fire and huge furnace cauldrons all over the sky, which seemed extremely strange.

Oh no, is the old guy so powerful? Even the master can't subdue him. Qiu Yu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but worry. He knew the super powerful power of the Eighteen Pagoda Towers, and the giant cauldron actually suppressed him. The situation seemed a little bad!

"Hmph!" Li Zhenting's face was gloomy, his arms suddenly shook, and the pagoda in the cauldron suddenly surged and exposed, rising straight like Optimus Prime, and emitting a black sharp edge like a flood, causing the flames in the cauldron to converge and constantly extinguish.

"Ah..." Master Fengyun spoke out in surprise, and held it with a blue face. However, his skill value was maximized and there was no more spiritual power to use. He could only grit his teeth and persevere and try his best.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yu felt relieved and breathed a long sigh, thinking that his master was still powerful, and it was not a big deal to see the situation.

Li Zhenting said in a deep voice: "Explode!"

A powerful and mysterious force stirred out of the Futu Tower, followed by a loud bang. The huge explosion made in the air with an extremely terrifying sound, and the giant tripod became shattered, and there were gray everywhere.

Master Fengyun spurted blood from his mouth as if he was struck by lightning, and his body flew back involuntarily, his face pale, and he turned around and was about to escape. A huge ghost head rushed over like lightning, causing him to wave his hand quickly, and a black scimitar appeared and slashed hard.

The strong wind suddenly blew, and a giant centipede appeared in the air, about ten meters long, covered with tough shells, spreading teeth and claws, rushed forward with great viciousness, and hit the ghost head heavily.

"Bang!"

The ghost head, which was more than one zhang in diameter, was exploded, and the giant centipede continued to fly forward without losing its power, heading straight towards the God of Slashing Heaven, as if to swallow it alive.

As a last resort, Master Fengyun used the beast spirit and tried to restore the situation with one blow with all his strength. There was no other way under the current circumstances.

The sky was dark, and the huge centipede was surrounded by strong winds, almost tearing the space to pieces. Qiu Yu was stunned. They were also beast spirits. When they reached such a state of cultivation, it would be amazing. In comparison, what he had tempered now was too inferior.

"You still dare to act wild!" A scolding came from the air, and Li Zhenting's finger suddenly pointed out, and the surging spiritual power turned into several blue lightning that was enough to tear open the sky, making a terrifying thunder sound, illuminating the sky and hitting the giant centipede.

"Boom boom..."

The giant centipede was exploding, and lightning fell on Master Fengyun at an extremely fast speed, making a bang sound. The cloak and even the robe turned into countless pieces, flying like a butterfly, causing its unbearable force to suffer heavy damage. Its body was squirting blood again and fell down, as if an eagle with its wings broken fell on the ground, and broke many thick branches, almost exhausted.

I deserve it. You, the immortal, want my life, you are unlucky this time! Qiu Yu shouted excitedly: "Master," as if you saw your relatives flying over with a sword like a child, you were particularly excited.

Li Zhenting also treated his only beloved disciple as his son, with a look of relief on his face and waved with a smile, as if he felt that there was someone to succeed him. That feeling made the old man feel very warm, like a spring breeze.

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yu came close and said excitedly: "Master, why are you here?"

Li Zhenting deliberately said with a stern face: "It's not because of you that you have lost your shadow in the Red Soul Swamp, which makes me think you are a kid. I didn't expect you to live so leisurely and have to compete for the top martial arts scholar."

Qiu Yu stuck out his tongue and laughed, "It's all my fault that I made my master worry. I just thought that you may not be still in Songyun, and you might be traveling around, so your disciple didn't rush back. By the way, is that old guy dead?"

Li Zhenting glared at his apprentice and snorted: "If you don't use your brain, this guy is a super strong man after all, so he'll die so easily."

"That's true..." Qiu Yu said happily: "Old guy is really resistant to beatings. Thanks to Master, you are here, otherwise your disciple will be destroyed by him."

"I want to destroy my disciple, it's really blinding his eyes. Let's go down and take a look."

The master and apprentice swept down one after another, came to the lush primeval forest, and found that the old guy was all floating nearby, looking at him coldly.

Li Zhenting took two steps forward, looked down at him, and snorted coldly: "Old thing, dare to touch my disciple, see how I destroyed you."

Master Fengyun is now in a mess like a skinny dog, with blood on his body. He heard this, he struggled to look up and said with difficulty: "I admit defeat. Who are you? Let me lose clearly?"

"I will not change my name or surname, but Songyun Li Zhenting is the same."

Hearing this, Master Fengyun showed a shock on his pale face, "It's you, the rumored God Beggar in the Sky..."

Before the master responded, Qiu Yu said in a coquettish manner: "Of course, do you think I'm easy to bully me? We also have a backstage. My master is the God Beggar who is invincible in the battle."

Li Zhenting laughed and scolded: "Stop flattering."

Master Fengyun sighed and said with despair: "Since it is you, I lost without any worries. It seems that the rumors are also credible. You are indeed quite good."

Li Zhenting also had some doubts about this guy's identity. It seems that he did not come from the seven major sects. So what is the origin of an old person with such cultivation? Under doubt, he said in a deep voice: "Do you dare to report your home?"

"I am Wu Yunfeng, from the Wu family in Mobei..."

The last four words made Li Zhenting's eyes flash with surprise. He thought of a mysterious family of cultivators who had been passed down for hundreds of years. He was in the bitter and cold place of the northern desert. He had strong people born for generations. Others were not aware of their living conditions, so there was no news for a long time and it was gradually forgotten. Unexpectedly, it appeared now.
Chapter completed!