Chapter 205: Ancient Temple Frightened

The man in the hat, with a pair of blue and frightening pupils, glanced at the area in the direction of Zhao Feng.

A trace of spiritual fluctuations, like a spider web weaving and extending, obscure and powerful, unpredictable.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng's mind swayed, and he felt that the ground beneath his feet shattered and collapsed into an endless abyss. In mid-air, countless huge fireballs, each weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds, roared and smashed towards him.

That destructive force can be called a disaster level, and it is as strong as the real spiritual realm, and it will also be dangerous.

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Feng's left eyeball flashed a layer of sharp blue light, and in the space of his left eye, a small blue abyss rapidly rotated and extended.

call!

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, the illusion in front of him suddenly shattered, and cold sweat oozes from his back.

The mental illusion of the man in the bucket hat was so powerful that it almost made Zhao Feng speak.

You must know that in the trial, even Huanhu, who was good at mental illusion, did not affect Zhao Feng.

"No! This isn't just an illusion, it also contains a spiritual attack. If it wasn't for my left eye to resolve it, it would definitely hurt my mind, which is even more terrifying than a physical injury..."

Zhao Feng secretly analyzed the attack of the hat man just now.

The opponent's use in the spiritual realm is sublime, and the spiritual attack created by the illusion is just like the substance.

At this moment, Zhao Feng has a clear understanding of the strength of the Dou Liren, and his cultivation base has at least reached the seventh level of transcendence, and the height of the spiritual level is comparable to the real spiritual realm.

"Is it an illusion?"

The man in the bucket hat stood on the big tree in front of the ancient temple, slightly puzzled.

He has always been confident in his own intuition, which is a unique talent for being good at the spiritual realm.

But he launched an illusion attack on that area without any reaction.

Even a powerhouse of the seventh-layered world will be injured and even exposed to his illusionary attack.

"The man in the bucket hat has not been able to identify me in hiding."

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The shadow cloak is worthy of a heritage treasure. In the night, the stealth effect is doubled, allowing his figure to completely integrate into the night.

Furthermore, at the critical moment, Zhao Feng unreservedly mobilized the power of his bloodline to bring out the power of the shadow cloak to the fullest.

Meow meow!

At this critical eye, a little gray cat jumped to the big tree opposite.

what!

Zhao Feng snorted inwardly, "You little thief cat, it's not good to come out when, you have to come out now."

The little thief cat grinned and stood on the tree, facing the man in the hat.

"Hey! A cat that can hide? What type of monster is this?"

The hat man had a strange look on his face.

Swish!

The little thief cat blended into the night and disappeared.

wipe!

This little thief cat will also hide the full text of the online game Legend of the Dragon Wilderness!

Zhao Feng was completely taken aback, but then he thought about it, cats are good at night action, not to mention a race with a mysterious origin like the little thief cat.

Meow meow!

The little thief cat appeared on another big tree, and was in a straight line with the man in the bucket hat, about ten feet apart.

"This cat is interesting, maybe there is some special blood in the body..."

The man with the hat moved in his heart, intending to capture the invisible kitten alive.

The little thief cat had a thief smile on his face, and spat out a bronze coin from his mouth.

The bronze coin was thrown into the air by the little thief cat, flipped over and over, and landed in the palm of his hand, like a little magic stick.

"Isn't this the treasure that the little thief cat swallowed in the trial?"

Zhao Feng stared at the bronze coins.

The man in the hat was startled, as if he didn't understand the intention of the little thief cat, but he could see the schadenfreude expression on the cat's face. not good! He suddenly let out a low cry and looked back.咻嗖——a red glow soaring into the sky, flying from the other side of the ancient temple. In an instant, the fluctuation of vitality between the heavens and the earth intensified, the power of the true spirit oppressed for several kilometers, and countless souls trembled.

The breath of the real spirit realm!

The man in the hat can no longer care about the weird little thief cat, the breath of the true spirit has already rushed over and locked him.

The little thief cat swallowed the bronze coin in its stomach and sat on the tree, looking like watching tigers fight across the mountain.

That Hongxia quickly stopped and floated in the air, showing an old man in red robes and a red-haired boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Master! It's here! It's here that the disciples are plotted against by them!"

The red-haired boy was breathing hard and pointed at the man in the hat.

The man in the hat sneered, and in the blue eyes, a strangely cold and transparent ripple bloomed, and it swept away instantly.

The red-robed old man frowned, but he could handle it, but the red-haired boy beside him groaned and screamed.

"Hong'er!"

The red-robed old man hurriedly protected the young man, and the powerful real spirit energy turned into a crimson storm, forming a fan shape and rushing towards the man in the hat.

In an instant, the fan-shaped area with a diameter of more than ten feet turned into a piece of charred ashes.

In the panic, the man in the bucket hat retreated again and again, obviously unable to compete with the true spirit realm. If he was swept head-on by that force, even if he reached the peak of the seventh heaven, he would not be able to escape death.

Wow!

The man in the bucket hat spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated to the ancient temple behind which was shrouded in an illusion.

"Humph! It turned out to be a person from the 'Guyou Temple', and he is also a member of the Thirteen Sect Alliance. Why did you attack Hong'er?"

The old man in red robe fed the young man a spiritual elixir and chased into the ancient temple.

, The forces in the ancient temple not only attacked the people of Xiaoyuezong, but also infiltrated the surrounding sectarian forces.

The red-haired boy's cultivation has reached the fifth level of transcendence, which is not bad. In Xiaoyuezong, it is at least the top five of the true inheritance.

Taking advantage of this chaotic moment, Zhao Feng rose from the spot and leaped to a nearby ancient tree.

Standing at the top of the ancient tree, Zhao Feng opened his left eye, penetrated the illusion, and observed the situation inside.

After the red-robed old man entered the ancient temple, he was ambushed by some dark places, but as a master of the true spirit realm, he was tyrannical and instantly killed five or six people.

Those beings who were beheaded were at least above the fifth level of Emancipation, all of them were killed in seconds, and none of them could resist.

"This is the strength of the True Spirit Realm!"

Zhao Feng was speechless.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the True Spirit Realm elder of the 'Silver Moon Sect', don't you have the 'Mind Control Seed' in this son?"

The hat man smirked evilly.

"What! Mind Control Species?"

The complexion of the red-robed old man changed greatly.

puff!

A magic weapon dagger pierced into the chest of the red-robed old man.

The person who shot was the red-haired boy who was close at hand.

"Hong'er, you..."

The red-robed old man was distraught, and a wave of true power shook the young man out.

Immediately, the red-robed old man roared angrily, "Today, I will destroy you and others. As long as you kill the person who cast the 'Mind Control Seed', Hong'er will be able to regain his freedom."

On the top of the ancient tree, Zhao Feng showed a thoughtful expression.

The Silver Moon Sect, which the old man in red robes belonged to, was one of the three sects. It was one of the three sects participating in the "Three Sect Small Meetings", along with the Lingyue Sect Xiaoyue Sect.

The "Ancient Palace" where the Dou Li people are located is similar to the Three Sects and belongs to the Thirteen Sect Alliance.

At this moment, the situation in the ancient temple changed again.

"Jie Jie..."

A silver-striped blood zombie walked out of a deep hall in the ancient temple.

The silver striped blood was stiff, exuding a terrifying and cold corpse aura, with scarlet blood in his eyes, and his aura was stronger than that of the man in the bucket hat.

"It turned out to be him! Bloody Rudder Protector!"

Zhao Feng, who was watching from a distance, jumped in his heart.

This silver stripe is bloody, he has dealt with it, the last time in the Scarlet Moon Cave, a thrilling game, he only narrowly won.

At that time, the bloody rudder protector was extremely weak, just woke up, and basically had no strength. Even so, Zhao Feng and others were almost wiped out.

Up to now, the bloody rudder guardian has at least recovered to the cultivation level of half-step True Spirit Realm, and the physical strength is even more tyrannical and terrifying.

I saw that he resisted the attack of the red-robed old man, and went away. The body of the bloody rudder protector is extremely hard, and it can resist the attack of the true spiritual realm.

And the man with the hat, from a distance, casts a mental attack to interfere.

"Even so, if the two join forces, it will be difficult to defeat the masters of the true spiritual realm."

Zhao Feng analyzed in his heart.

As a matter of fact, the two Blood Guards did not intend to defeat the red-robed old man, but retreated from the battle, constantly killing each other.

On the other hand, the man in the bucket hat kept killing the red-robed old man from a spiritual level.

After a while, the bloody rudder protector and the hat man returned to the secluded hall.

The red-robed old man and the young man rushed into the hall one after another.

A strange situation appeared Qimen.

As soon as several people entered the hall, the entire area of ​​the ancient temple fell into dead silence, and there was no movement.

It was as if the red-robed old man and the young man were swallowed up by a giant beast.

Zhao Feng vaguely felt a vast and frightening spiritual power surging in the hall.

soon.

The red-robed old man and the young man, with expressionless faces, walked out of the hall and left.

As if nothing had happened.

"It's so weird!"

Zhao Feng was terrified.

He took a deep breath and pushed his left eye to the limit.

In the next moment, his gaze penetrated the entrance of the deep hall, vaguely facing the situation. Inside the palace. The hats and the blood-strained guardians have injuries on their bodies. Especially the bloody rudder protector, who was subjected to the fierce attack of the real spirit realm, his body almost fell apart. This is still him, and if it is a normal half-step true spirit, he has already died several times.

In the hall's zhōng yāng, there is a futon with a lifeless skeleton frame sitting on it.

But in the eye sockets of the skeleton frame, there were two groups of dark red and deep flames.

Zhao Feng subconsciously did not dare to use his left eye to spy on the skull frame.

call!

The two groups of faint red flames in the eye sockets of the skull frame are getting darker and darker, and there is a sense of weakness.

"My lord is worthy of being one of the twelve hall masters of the Chiyue Sect. Even in this weak state, he can still control a master of the true spiritual realm."

There was deep awe in the eyes of the man with the hat.

A mysterious voice came from the skeleton frame: "It's just a 'real person level' from Zhenling Yijingtian. I don't know how many people have been killed in the past. If you can succeed this time, you will also play a role in killing him. Certain effect. This seat needs to rest for half a month.

Zhao Feng stared in the distance, unable to hear the conversation in the hall, but had a creepy feeling.

"Master Hall Master, I'm afraid this stronghold is not safe. Our infiltration too quickly may have caused the thirteen sect alliance to feel uncomfortable."

The bloody rudder protector said with a worried face.

"It makes sense, but before that..."

In the dark eye sockets of the skull frame, a faint red light suddenly appeared.

not good!

Standing on the top of the tree, Zhao Feng only felt a pain in his heart, as if he was contaminated by something disgusting, very uncomfortable.

"Wuyou, you go and capture that kid outside, this seat has already put a 'ghost mark' on him, and now only you can sense it and have the spare energy to hunt him down.

The mysterious skull frame ordered.

Meow meow!

The little thief cat jumped and returned to the storage bracelet.

"The mission is complete, let's go!"

The dark cloak behind Zhao Feng flicked, like a shadow of an electric arc, blending into the night and disappearing in a flash.

"Little devil, you can't escape."

The man in the bucket hat flew out of the ancient temple, his cold blue eyes locked on Zhao Feng.