Within the Goddess Immortal Alliance, Immortal Qi is dense and dense, and the Tao Yun is perfect.
In an exquisite pavilion, Qin Feng is enjoying Immortal Tea leisurely.
Opposite him, Bi Xiao stared at him righteously, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
"Qin Feng! If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs!"
Qin Feng put down the tea cup and curled his lips, looking innocent.
"I'm telling the truth. When you quarreled with Qiong Xiao, and if you couldn't win, you turned the table over. Who in the entire Immortal Alliance doesn't know about this?"
"You!" Bi Xiao was so angry that her pretty face turned red, and she slammed the stone table, just about to get angry.
The dignified and gentle Yun Xiao on the side quickly grabbed her and advised her softly, "Sister, stop making trouble. Fellow Daoist Qin is just joking with you."
As he said that, Yun Xiao's beautiful eyes turned and he looked at Qin Feng with a hint of apology.
But at this moment, she found that the smile on Qin Feng's face suddenly disappeared.
His brows furrowed slightly, almost unnoticeably, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the endless void, looking in some distant direction.
Yun Xiao's heart tightened for no reason.
There are probably only a few things in Primordial World that can make Qin Feng show such an expression.
"Fellow Daoist, something happened?" Yun Xiao's voice was soft, with a hint of concern.
Qin Feng's brows quickly relaxed, and he regained his calm look, smiling faintly.
"Nothing."
He picked up the tea cup and blew the floating tea leaves gently.
"There was just an unyielding old guy who was about to be beaten to death."
"Since he is a Interception Sect minister, I am now considered half a Interception Sect person. I can't ignore it if I can just get a piece of it."
The words were spoken in an understatement, as if they were talking about something as simple as eating and drinking water.
But in San Xiao Sisters's ears, it was no less than the sound of thunder.
Interception Sect Minister?
An unyielding old guy?
In their minds, a majestic figure with long beard and hair and divine eyes suddenly appeared in their minds.
Wen Zhong Senior Brother!
Bi Xiao's fiery temper rose instantly and he stood up suddenly.
"Did those bastards from the Chan Sect do it? How dare they!"
Qin Feng didn't answer, he just drank the tea in the cup and stood up.
His figure slowly faded on the spot, like a reflection in water, and the next second, it completely disappeared.
Only one long word was left, echoing in the pavilion.
"I'll be back as soon as I go."
Yun Xiao and Bi Xiao looked at each other and saw the shock and worry in each other's eyes.
They knew very well that with Qin Feng gone, the battlefield of Xi Qi might be turned upside down.
Xi Qi, battlefield.
Blood and fire are the eternal themes here.
Wen Zhong's consciousness has begun to blur.
Male-Female Twin Whips was smashed into pieces by Fan Tian Seal. The huge force almost shattered his internal organs.
Black Kirin, who was loyally protecting the Lord, was burned by Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, and his screams became weaker and weaker, and his huge body gradually turned into charcoal.
"Evil beast!"
Wen Zhong's eyes were about to burst, and a mouthful of hard work spurted out.
He could feel that his vitality was being drawn out crazily by Yin Yang Mirror's death light, and Daoxing was falling rapidly.
Immortal Binding Rope was like the most vicious snake, wrapping him tightly and unable to move.
Immortal Slaying Sword's sharp edge was already touching the center of his eyebrows, and the cold murderous intent made him Primordial Spirit tremble.
Twelve top magic weapons completely blocked him from all directions.
A dragnet of heaven and earth, ten deaths but no life!
He lost.
Completely defeated.
But he didn't close his eyes.
He kept his bloodshot eyes open and the dim divine eye on his forehead, carving the twelve indifferent and proud faces in the sky into the depths of his soul.
He seemed to have seen the destruction of Chaoge City, the destruction of the Great Shang Dynasty, and the things he had guarded his whole life, reduced to ashes.
A surge of unwillingness and hatred burst out from the deepest part of his soul!
"Chan Sect...Yuanshi..."
He used the last bit of his strength to let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice.
"I, Wen Zhong, will never let you go even if I am a ghost!"
Above the sky, Guang Chengzi and others had expressionless faces, with only sarcasm in their eyes.
It's just the howl of a defeated dog.
"Send him on his way."
Guang Chengzi spat out four words indifferently, increasing Magic Power's urging.
Fan Tian Seal shined brightly, with the power to crush everything, and crashed down on Wen Zhong's Tianling Cap!
Everyone thought that in the next second, this grand master of the Great Shang Dynasty and loyal minister of the Interception Sect would be completely destroyed physically and mentally.
However, at this critical moment.
A calm, but yet supremely majestic voice resounded throughout the entire world without warning.
"With the dignity of twelve Quasi-Saint, I besieged an old minister who was fighting alone."
"Yuanshi's face has been completely humiliated by you disciples!"
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of Words Manifested into Law magic power.
The moment the sound rang out, the entire battlefield, whether it was the soldiers shouting to kill or the immortals casting spells, all movements came to a halt.
Time seems to have been pressed on the pause button at this moment.
Fan Tian Seal, which carried the power of destroying heaven and earth and was about to land on top of Wen Zhong, stopped abruptly in mid-air and could no longer move forward!
The light of all magic weapons dimmed strangely at this moment.
"Who?!"
Guang Chengzi's face changed drastically, and he let out a loud shout of shock and anger.
His mind stirred up huge waves!
Someone, with just one sentence, suppressed the magic weapon they Twelve Golden Immortals jointly activated!
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How is this possible?!
Twelve Golden Immortals and Spiritual Sense swept in all directions like a tidal wave, trying to find the person who made the noise.
However, they found nothing.
In the void, there is nothing!
This unknown fear caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on their foreheads.
Just when they were in shock and doubt.
A cyan figure appeared in front of Wen Zhong out of thin air without any warning.
The figure was so abrupt, as if he had been standing there and had not moved since ancient times.
The person who came was wearing a simple green shirt, with black hair shawl, handsome face, and a hint of playful smile at the corner of his mouth.
With his back to Wen Zhong, he stood so quietly, but it seemed that he had become an insurmountable Primordial Divine Mountain, isolating all Killing Intent and pressure from the outside.
Wen Zhong's consciousness that was on the verge of collapse suddenly cleared.
He stared blankly at the unfamiliar figure in front of him, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.
Who is this?
Which senior brother from the Interception Sect is it?
No, there is no such person among the Interception Sect!
Who is he? Why did he save me?
In the sky, the moment Guang Chengzi saw Qin Feng appearing, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
It's him!
The mysterious strong man who was outside Heavenly Court, slapped Taibai Jinxing away, and forced Jade Emperor to bow his head and apologize!
Why is he here?!
An ominous premonition enveloped the hearts of all the golden immortals.
"Who are you? Why do you want to interfere with my Chan Sect and Interception Sect affairs!"
Guang Chengzi asked with a fierce look, trying to use Chan Sect and the name of the saint to scare the other party.
However, Qin Feng didn't even bother to look at him.
He just turned his head and showed a gentle smile to Wen Zhong behind him who was at the end of his strength.
It was as if the twelve magic weapons hanging above his head, capable of destroying heaven and earth, were just phantoms that did not exist.
Then, under the horrified gaze of Twelve Golden Immortals, Qin Feng made an action that they will never forget.
He didn't even look at the twelve magic weapons roaring towards him, he just stretched out a hand towards Wen Zhong.
A white and slender hand, like a hand carved from jade.
There is no Magic Power fluctuation, and there is no way to manifest.
Just a simple stretch.
The next moment.
A huge palm shadow made of pure Chaos Qi appeared out of thin air over the battlefield.
The palm was so huge that it covered the sky and the sun, as if it held the entire sky in its hand.
In the palm of your hand, the earth, fire, water, and wind rotate, and the sun, moon, and stars appear and die, as if a universe is opening up.
An ancient and vast aura that cannot be described in words, originating from the beginning of the avenue, suddenly arrived!
In front of this palm, the so-called innate magic weapon and the so-called saint's pressure all seem so insignificant and ridiculous.
After the phantom of the giant palm appeared, he just lifted it up and gently lifted it.
Those twelve top magic weapons that made Wen Zhong despair and were enough to kill Quasi-Saint, including the arrogant Fan Tian Seal, were so quietly held up steadily by that big hand of chaos.
There were no earth-shattering collisions.
There were no devastating explosions.
All power, all laws, all Killing Intent, the moment they came into contact with that palm of chaos, they were like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing into nothingness.
The twelve magic weapons just hovered so quietly on the giant palm, with all their brilliance and spirituality lost, just like twelve pieces of broken copper and iron.
Not moving at all.
The whole world, at this moment, fell into deathly silence.
Whether it was the soldiers of Xi Qi or the remnants of Yin Shang, everyone forgot to breathe and fight. They just looked up blankly and looked at the miracle of the hand holding the sky.
Above the sky, Twelve Golden Immortals's expression was completely frozen.
Guang Chengzi's mouth is open enough to fit an egg in, and his eyes almost pop out of their sockets.
The Yin Yang Mirror in Chi Jingzi's hand fell on the cloud head with a "clack" sound, but he didn't even notice it.
The pride and cruelty on Taiyi Zhenren's face stiffened into a funny mask.
Their minds went blank.
At this moment, their worldview was completely, brutally, and unreasonably... shattered by that hand.
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