Chapter: 3275

Dozens of figures stood in the void, constantly bombarding the black mist-like forbidden law on Heifeng Ridge. The leader among them was a middle-aged monk with white hair hanging over his shoulders and an expressionless face. , looking down at Heifengling with a slightly gloomy expression.

"His grandma, we have practiced here for many years. With the help of the Black Wind Forbidden Technique left over from ancient times, our practice speed has been greatly improved. Now that 'Yue Feng' will break the Black Wind Forbidden Technique, we have to find a new place to practice. , Alas, when the gods fight, we mortals suffer."

"That's right, I waited for casual cultivation, and finally found a settlement

, but it’s ruined like this, alas, if the aptitude can be higher, we won’t even be rejected by third-rate sects..."

Hundreds of miles away from Heifeng Ridge, surrounded by thousands of monks, their cultivation is the highest, and they are only in the late stage of immortality, and there are also monks in fighting alchemy.

Their eyes fell on the white-haired monk, and his face was very ugly. This white-haired monk, Yue Feng, the suzerain of Putuo Sect, attacked Heifengling directly without saying a word. There were tens of thousands of them in Heifengling. The monks live together, but only a few thousand people have escaped, and the rest are either still inside or have been killed by the aftermath of the shock.

"Is the man with white hair the suzerain of the Putuo sect?"

Ning Qi stood beside several immortal monks and said lightly.

They looked at Ning Qi strangely. Seeing that Ning Qi was very unfamiliar, he should not be a monk here. One of them said, "Yes, he is Yue Feng, the suzerain of the Putuo Sect, a half-step good luck existence."

Ning Qi nodded, his eyes fell on Yue Feng, he felt that the other party's aura seemed to be weaker than Lie Kong's. From this point of view, Lie Kong's cultivation base should be infinitely close to that of the Creator of One Calamity.

"Jian Xilai, let me see how long you can wait. If you dare to kill my Putuo Sect disciple, do you really think that I, Yue Feng, are dead?"

The white-haired monk suddenly roared, and punched out, the power of good fortune broke out, and directly bombarded the Black Wind Forbidden Technique. After three consecutive punches, the Black Wind Forbidden Technique finally showed a trace of rupture.

"Suzerain Kamui!"

The Putuo sect monk roared.

After more than a dozen punches, the black mist covering Heifengling suddenly gradually dissipated, and at the same time, a beam of sword light pierced through the air and shot towards Yue Feng.

"It's not even the Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen, how dare you attack me?"

Yue Feng let out a sinister laugh, and punched out, and then everyone saw a white figure, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, stepping on a white lotus, appearing in the sky a hundred miles away.

"Jian Xilai is really so amazing!"

"Among the women I've seen, I can't compare to him. Is he really a man?"

"It's a pity, being suppressed by Yue Feng today, his fate must be extremely bleak."

The monks beside Ning Qi looked at Jian Xilai in a daze. Both men and women seemed to be fascinated by her appearance at the moment.

"Jian Xilai, hand over that thing, it's not something you can own, hand it over, I'll let you go today, I won't hold you accountable for hurting my son!"

Yue Feng looked at Jian Xilai coldly.

"It is rumored that the young lord of the Putuo Sect is as good as Long Yang. It seems to be true, but Yue Feng obviously did not act for his son, but Aunt Jian has something he wants."

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"I've put that thing in a safe place, even if you kill me today, don't even try to get it."

Jian Xilai said calmly, even if she was in a desperate situation, her expression was very calm, without the slightest panic, and she didn't know if she had a trump card, or she was not afraid of death at all.

"Hahaha, threaten me? I will suppress you and see how long you can support me under my forced confession!"

Yue Feng laughed wildly, his white hair was windless, and a force of good fortune permeated him. Just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly found a figure beside Jian Xilai.

"How did you come here?"