Such power is unprecedented and unseen by Rong Caihuang.

I could only feel the chaotic vortex behind Zhang Yifeng's back pouring into the vast power and integrating into Zhang Yifeng's body.

At this time, in front of Rong Caihuang, it seemed that the person standing was not a small world master, but an ancient god and demon from the chaos.

The two phases of gods and demons were exposed on Zhang Yifeng's body. Zhang Yifeng grinned. Under the invasion of the demonic sexuality, Zhang Yifeng's mind and nature also changed drastically, and he became even more arrogant.

"Today, I will kill a divine realm and come and have a look!"

The shock on Rong Caihuang's face disappeared in a short while. No matter what, Zhang Yifeng was just an indigenous realm master. He was the first disciple of the Shenxu Realm Law Enforcement Hall. How could he take a small indigenous realm master seriously?

"You are arrogant. I'll see today how you can escape from my palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Caihuang turned his body and bursts of divine fire flowed into the sky. In a flash, it turned into a fire phoenix. With the sharp bird's beak, hundreds of fire pillars tore from the void and spread towards Zhang Yifeng.

"The Eight Desolate Divine Fires, the heaven and earth are burned!"

With a command, hundreds of fire pillars merged into one, and the divine fire was enough to burn a small world to ashes, and at this moment it was only towards Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng was still not afraid, and Mr. Tong was already frightened: "This kid is actually a personal disciple of the Huangxian Sect! No wonder he could guard a stronghold here. Not everyone can do that in the Eight Desolate Divine Fire..."

Before Mr. Tong finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and the Sixteen Saints fell into his palm and slashed from afar. At this time, Chaos was added, and Zhuanru's thoughts could use more after entering the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm.

With the blessing of chaos, this sword actually tore a black hole in nothingness in the air, like the extension of the chaotic vortex, swallowing all the eight desolate divine fires into it.

"Um?"

Rong Caihuang's eyes were slightly condensed, and she turned to sneer.

The tricks of Qian Donkey are nothing more than the struggle before. Although the Eight Desolate Divine Fire is a powerful move, it can be said that Rong Caihuang did not hold back as soon as he took action, such a move would not reach Rong Caihuang's limit even if he used it ten times in a row.

And what about Zhang Yifeng? How many more times can he activate such a sword move?

"Come again!"

As the Sixteen Saints of Silence swung, the black hole healed, and the Eight Desolate Divine Fires were all gone. The sword tip pointed directly at Rong Caihuang, and Zhang Yifeng shouted loudly.

"You are so proud, take another move!"

Rong Caihuang flapped her wings with the body of the fire phoenix. Two void cracks crossed a thousand miles away, extending from its wings, and instantly spreading to Zhang Yifeng's body. It was no longer a crack, but a deep gully. If it was swallowed into it, it would be difficult for even a divine realm to survive.

Zhang Yifeng laughed wildly, without any fear. He retreated and avoided it. The chaotic vortex wrapped Zhang Yifeng and actually defended it with retreat. No matter how powerful the void crack was, he could not take a step forward before the chaotic vortex.

"I said what you have, but I'm still a turtle with a head-shrinking, but that's all!"

"Whether you are a turtle shrunk depends on who can laugh to the end!"

At this moment, Zhuanru's breath could still be retained in his body for less than three breaths. Zhang Yifeng condensed his mind and put away the Sixteen Saints of Silence in his hand.

Although this Taoist soldier is powerful, he can no longer help Zhang Yifeng in the battle situation in front of him.

In a blink of an eye, the three levels of magical powers were running wildly in Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Nine-Turn Mysterious Art of Reincarnation", "Chaos Heavenly Demon Sutra" and "Canggu Demon Travel", representing the three-level power of human, demons and demons, Zhang Yifeng jumped into the air, and the blood of the green dragon was stimulated, turning into a dragon body in the torrent of chaos, roaring towards the sky.

"The blood of the Qinglong? Haha, this little native has a good chance!"

Rong Caihuang sneered, and the next moment, the sudden change in front of her eyes made Rong Caihuang's smile froze on her face.

A scroll flew out and unfolded in the air. On the scroll, there were nine birds, nine hissing heads, and nine swaying tails, which appeared vividly, revealing an endless evil, and after that evil, it had a vast divine nature.

With the three great powers coming out together, and the chaotic energy, Zhang Yifeng added all his mind to this "Gu Huo Painting Scroll". This is the most powerful treasure that Zhang Yifeng has mastered now. Only by inspiring this thing can he gain a glimmer of life from the ten deaths and no life.

When the "Gu Huo Painting Scroll" unfolded, three powers were infused into it, and lines lingered in the nine-headed bird flashed. In just a moment, the heads of the three birds poked out from it. In an instant, the entire star sea was filled with a violent demonic aura, as if the beast path had descended.

In Zhang Yifeng's body, the heaven and earth crystal relaxed the suppression, and the animal power filled Zhang Yifeng's body, and the "Gu Huo Painting" was even more convenient.

The three heads of the Guhuo Bird fell down. Even if the fire phoenix is ​​contaminated with a trace of blood of the phoenix, it is far from comparable to it.

"Among the ninety-nine thousand things, fire is refining in the turbid world!"

Facing the virtual statue of Guhuniao, Rong Caihuang no longer dared to be arrogant and directly used the most powerful move in the Huangxian Sect. The fire instantly stretched out a vast ocean of flames in the sea of ​​stars. Each flame was enough to burn bones and refine cultivators in the Immortal Emperor realm. At this time, it turned into a sea of ​​fire, which was enough to see its might.

When the heads of three birds fell into the sea of ​​fire, they immediately turned into a dark green demonic aura, filthing the holy sea of ​​fire.

In just a few breaths, "Gu Hu Painting Scroll" was slightly defeated, but the sea of ​​fire was also exhausted by the effort of these breaths.

A flash of light flashed in the Divine Light Palace, and a palm-sized Shenxi stone fell into his hand. Shenxi, who was extremely pure, rushed from the Divine Light Stone and poured into "Guhuo Painting Scroll". Guhuo, who seemed a little depressed, just now, showed his power again.

The scroll moved again, and the fourth bird's head slowly poked out from it, and the Shenxi Stone was also shrinking sharply. When the fourth bird's head completely emerged, the palm-sized Shenxi Stone had been worn out.

Forcefully urged the scroll to operate, Zhang Yifeng's face lost its blood color, pale like a piece of white paper, and the fourth bird head completely emerged, and a shocking bird song rang out in the entire starry sea.

"Cry!"

A bird sounded, and thousands of monks were shocked!

Rong Caihuang was struggling with these three bird heads, but the emergence of the fourth bird head made him feel alarmed. It was a threat from death. Even if the trump card was used, he would probably not be able to compete with the fourth bird head in front of him.

The idea of ​​escaping suddenly spread to Rong Caihuang's heart. He never expected that Zhang Yifeng, a small native realm master, could have such ability!

"Is it a little too late to leave now?"
Chapter completed!