"Heh, then I'll gladly accept rather than stand on ceremony!"
Lu Feng sneered, stepped forward, and appeared before Old Ancestor Hongjun once more. With a turn of his wrist, the Giant Axe appeared in his hand.
The axe was pitch-black from end to end, carved with dragons and phoenixes. It faintly radiated an aura that could destroy heaven and earth. This was a magic treasure, a magic treasure of magic-treasure grade.
At the sight of the magic treasure in Lu Feng's hand, Old Ancestor Hongjun's brows furrowed slightly. It gave him a sense of danger, as though it were an exceptionally formidable magic treasure.
"Hmph, you old thief Hongjun! Your strength is indeed a little greater than mine, but today, I'll offer your corpse in tribute to the disciples of my Interception Sect who fell victim to your schemes!"
Lu Feng sneered, his figure flickering as he charged at Old Ancestor Hongjun to kill him.
"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you'll have to ask whether that magic treasure in your hand agrees!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun sneered, then vanished with a sudden flicker.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Old Ancestor Hongjun appeared above a giant tree. His hands formed seals, sending one unfathomably profound mystic hand seal after another onto the enormous crowns of the trees.
At once, immense waves of energy radiated from the trees, causing the surrounding space to twist incessantly.
Roar!
A deafening roar suddenly rang out.
Then the thousands of enormous trees shook violently, and gigantic tentacles lashed toward Lu Feng.
"What terrifying energy fluctuations!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun could not help drawing a deep breath. He could sense that the power erupting from the magic treasure in Lu Feng's hand was simply too strong-so strong that it had utterly surpassed everything.
"You old thief Hongjun, I knew