"By chance, I planted some beans, and it was not until half a month ago that I successfully transformed into Taoist soldiers. This time it was just right for use, so I gave it to you."

When the Taoist Gu Yan saw that the other party was unwilling to say more, he did not ask more questions, but just said casually.

When the old man heard this, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked surprised.

"It's actually a Taoist soldier. Fellow Taoist has a deep blessing and amazing fortune."

"But it's just a lower third-grade Taoist soldier!"

Master Gu Yan waved his hand, looking indifferent, but a hint of pride was revealed in his eyes.

The other party said enviously: "Even if it is a Taoist soldier of the lower third grade, it is not comparable to other magic weapons. With this magic weapon, even if Yang Feng has three heads and six arms, he is still easy to capture."

When Gu Yan Zhenren heard this, he smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, the other party suddenly thought of something and frowned and asked, "By the way, this Yang Feng is nominally the outer elder of the Fire Sect. That guy, Fire, won't he have any troubles, right?"

Master Gu Yan sneered and said, "If he is not afraid that there are only two top sects left in the spiritual world from now on, then come and give it a try."

The other party nodded, with a smile on his face.

...

In the mysterious space, above a thick cloud somewhere, three figures stood in the void, they were the children, the Taoist of Heshan, and Duan Li.

At this moment, Duan Li held a yellow gourd in his hand and was muttering something.

The gourd is half a human size, with circles of golden small characters lit up on the surface. There are some golden runes similar to these small characters fluttering, emitting a sensation of dust.

As the mysterious and obscure spell Lang Lang said in his mouth, a golden glow lingered in the mouth of the gourd, and things like yellow beans flew out from it, and they flew towards the bottom.

As soon as these beans touched the ash cloud, tiny vortexes immediately appeared on the clouds. After pulling them, they swallowed them in and disappeared.

"Is this... a bean sprinkling into a soldier! I didn't expect that the Sect could actually use such legendary immortal arts!"

The Taoist of Heshan looked at the yellow gourd in Duan Li's hand, looking envious.

"Fellow Taoists in Heshan have extraordinary knowledge. However, how can we master these secret techniques of immortals? It is just that we can rely on the immortal treasure given by the ancestor to barely summon some Taoist soldiers." The child said with a plain expression.

"So that's it. Yang Feng's body is strong and ordinary methods are really difficult to deal with. Let these Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers take the lead and consume their energy a lot first. This is a great move!"

Taoist Heshan nodded and praised.

"It's just a temporary solution to cooperate with fellow Taoist Heshan, a treasure of the cave. Although this first step has been done, if this son is killed, it is impossible for us and the three of us to take action together." The child man said in a deep thought.

"It's almost time. Can fellow Taoists in Heshan let us see the following situation?"

Duan Li stopped the sound of the spell and turned to look over.

Taoist Heshan nodded, raised his hand, and a silver light flew out of his hand, and there was a silver round bead the size of an egg in it.

The round pearls swirled and swung slightly, and then appeared in the void in front of the three of them.

With a "puff", the beads burst open, and a ball of silver smoke filled the air, condensed into a silver mirror of seven or eight feet in size. After a blur on it, a picture was clearly transformed.

As a result, the three of them immediately changed their faces as soon as they saw the situation in the picture.

In the picture, yellow turban strong men fell from the sky and rushed towards the tall young man in the middle like a tide from all directions.

The tall young man moved in a stunning shape, without much movement, but fist shadows bombarded the surroundings.

The yellow turban heroes around him were like scarecrows. As soon as they touched the fist shadow, they were knocked away in the air. The yellow light burst into pieces and could not get close to the ten feet of his body.

With just a few breaths in front and behind, seventy or eighty Yellow Turban Powerful Dao soldiers were broken and knocked away by them.

The young man looked calm and his movements were not slow at all. It seemed that he would not take much effort to break these Taoist soldiers.

At this moment, with a "puff", the silver mirror distorted and dissipated, turning into a large area of ​​smoke again and dissipated.

"This... how is this possible!" Duan Li's face looked a little ugly.

"Although these Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers do not know any secret techniques, they are all strong in body and comparable to high-level power cultivation. Even if we are surrounded by hundreds of people, it will be very difficult. But Yang Feng is so comfortable to deal with it, which shows that we still underestimate him." The boy frowned.

"Could his injury be recovered?"

The Taoist Heshan said in a deep voice, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little upset.

"If it can be restored so easily, why should this person leave the fairy world and come to this spiritual world? It's time to do it, and according to the previous discussion, the three of us should do it themselves to avoid the night of long dreams." The child's voice became cold.

...

In the cave space.

Yang Feng shook his way away from the attacks of several Yellow Turban strongmen. His right arm blurred slightly, and seven or eight fist shadows appeared, and each punch accurately hit the head of a strongman.

Bang bang bang bang!

Seven or eight strong men's heads burst, their bodies flew out, and with a "pop" sound, they turned into a yellow mist.

The whole process was as clean and neat as flowing, and nearly twenty strong men were defeated in an instant.

After a period of struggle, these Yellow Turban heroes are no longer worth worrying about in their eyes. The speed of heroes emerging from all directions is no longer as fast as him to kill.

As the number of surrounding strong men dropped sharply by half, Yang Feng's eyes flashed blue, looking at the gray clouds above, preparing to find some clues, waiting for an opportunity to break through the clouds and explore the universe.

Suddenly, the yellow light that fell in the sky stopped, and then a gray cloud somewhere trembled, splitting a hole more than ten feet wide from the middle. Three lights fell from the sky and scattered and hung in the air.

The light disappeared, revealing the figures of the three people.

Yang Feng glanced at him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In addition to the fat Taoist Heshan and Duan Li holding a yellow gourd, there is also a short old man with a bald robe in black robe.

"Fellow Daoist Heshan, it seems that you have joined forces with the Ghost Sect, which is a pity." Yang Feng said with a normal expression.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I can't blame me. I really have to offend someone I shouldn't have offended, so I have to do it." Taoist Heshan said lightly.

"Oh? It seems that Fellow Daoist has a lot of face."

Yang Feng thought of something vaguely, but his face remained unchanged and said sarcastically.

"Fellow Daoist Yang has such strength. In this spiritual world, he will have to be breeze and rain. If it were only a hundred kilograms of Yinchen Stone, how could my Ghost Sect make a big fight for this?" The old man with a bald robe said with a dry laugh.

"If I guess correctly, you must be the fellow Taoist Tong of the Ghost Sect's No. 1 Immortal Cultivator. I wonder who I have offended, but I have to bother the three of you to take action at the same time?"

Yang Feng turned his eyes to the old man and said so.

"Well! If Fellow Daoist Yang wants to delay time, he may be disappointed. Take action!"

Before the child could finish his speech, his sleeves shook, and he sacrificed a gray ancient book, and raised his hand to the ancient book with one finger.

The ancient book suddenly turned quickly, and gray-white streams of light shot out from the pages, and then turned into monster birds with ghost heads, eagles and scorpions tails. They were six or seven feet in size. In the blink of an eye, dozens of monster birds appeared, spreading their wings and hovering in the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, offended me!"

The Taoist Heshan said, raised his hand and a light blue disc-shaped magic weapon flew out, and flashed into the ash cloud in the air. Then he stretched out a finger and rushed into the air to concentrate.

Rumble!

The thick clouds immediately rolled up, making a thunderous sound, and thick gray-black lights emerged, wandering among the clouds, extremely terrifying.

Duan Li was muttering something, and under the golden runes on the surface of the yellow gourd in his hand, it made a sharp roar. Hundreds of yellow beans flew out from the gourd and turned into yellow turban heroes after landing.

The three of them seemed to have agreed and began to use their means at the same time.

Yang Feng's hand kept moving, his eyes fell on the yellow gourd, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

It turns out that this is how these Yellow Turban heroes come from!

This thought flashed in his mind. The next moment, his arm trembled, and dense fist shadows appeared, sweeping towards the surroundings, knocking away all the Yellow Turban heroes within a radius of more than ten feet. Then he jumped up and was about to shoot out towards Duan Li Fei.

These three people took such pains to absorb themselves into this cave space, and they must have ulterior motives. They will never have only superficial means. They must first take action.

At this moment, the strange birds in the air circled slightly in the air, and more than ten wings spread out and dived towards Yang Feng's place.

Before his figure arrived, the scorpion tail behind the strange bird trembled at Yang Feng's place.

A loud voice!

Countless slender black lines shot down like a storm, covering the Yang Feng below.

Seeing this, Yang Feng shook his shoulders gently, and his whole body shot out with a series of afterimages, causing all the monster birds to attack.

As a result, he had just stood firm not far away and punched two strongmen, and the sound of breaking through the air above him was heard again, and several strange birds swooped towards him.

Almost at the same time, a bolt from the blue sounded from the sky, and a thick gray-black electric snake fell from the sky and slashed down fiercely.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and a golden light flashed on his body, and light golden scales appeared, covering his body in an instant, and then punched him upwards.

A loud "Boom" sound!

The gray-black electric snake shattered, and a dazzling gray-black electric light burst out.

Although Yang Feng's fist was not damaged at all, his figure shook and he took a step back.

The sound of "ding ding dangdang" is loud!

However, the attacks transformed by the tails of the strange birds and scorpions fell on the scales of their bodies, emitting black light, but not even a trace of white marks left on them.

There was a "bang" sound!

After a strange bird attacked, it was not enough to take off. It was hit by a yellow turban hero thrown out by Yang Feng. I suddenly felt an unstoppable force surged, and the hero let out a whine and shattered and disintegrated with the hero.

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar in the air!

A series of gray and black lightning struck down densely, as if it was raining thunder and lightning. A series of dazzling lightnings tear apart the vast gray space around it, making its power tremendous.

The strange birds circling in the air were attacking below from time to time.

Yang Feng's body was twitching and moving, and he punched casually, defeating the lightning that could not be avoided one by one. From time to time, strange birds were shot down by them, but they were still able to handle it with ease.

However, in this case, he could no longer attack Duan Li.

As the continuous stream of yellow beans flew out of the gourd, their own killing speed dropped greatly. As one went up and down, more and more Yellow Turban heroes were around.

Within a few breaths, there were already 30,000 Yellow Turban Turban Warriors gathered around them.

What made him uneasy was that most of the Yellow Turban heroes on the outside did not rush to attack him at this time, but after running wildly, they suddenly stood still and remained motionless.

"Magic Formation!"
Chapter completed!