Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

When Ling Feng and his party finally arrived at the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Ancient Emperor's Gate, about twenty people had gathered here.

In addition to the trio of Feng Yan's team and Ding Peng they met before, Shen Lang, Murong Wu, and even Yan Jinghong also stood aside with indifferent expressions.

What surprised Ling Feng the most was that Nangong Yu, the eleventh prince of the Tianyang Empire, was also there!

However, the aura on this guy's body has obviously improved a lot compared to before, and it seems that he has directly broken through to the Shenyuan realm.

This guy's background is rich enough, and he has been forcibly suppressing the realm, so Ling Feng is not at all curious about breaking through to the Divine Origin realm in such a short period of time.

However, the price of such a rapid breakthrough was that he had a weak foundation. However, he only acted impulsively once for the chance to fight for the battlefield of gods and demons. At worst, after returning home, if we lay down the foundation and spend some time and resources, the problem won't be too big.

Seeing Ling Feng and his group approaching, Feng Yan cupped his fists and saluted Ling Feng, saying hello.

Ling Feng also nodded to him and led his companions to Feng Yan's side. In name, they were still temporary companions.

"Brother Ling, why didn't I see you when we were fighting for the peerless elixir?" Feng Yan asked in a low voice, lowering his voice.

"Oh, I was actually there at the time, but when I saw that Brother Feng had already taken action, I thought that I had no hope of getting the peerless elixir, so I had to settle for the next best thing and go shopping around again. Unfortunately, I found nothing."

Ling Feng shrugged and said with a distressed look on his face.

"It's fair to say that you are a wise boy. Our Young Master Feng took action, and you must have nothing to show for it." The fat man Huang raised his head and said with a proud look on his face.

"yes."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, but he was secretly amused. Feng Yan was indeed strong enough, but he was not the winner in the end.

Feng Yan nodded, no doubt that he was there, but Yan Jinghong and Nangong Yu looked at Ling Feng and his companions from time to time, as if they didn't believe Ling Feng's words.

Fortunately, the guys around Ling Feng, Li Bufan and Tuoba Yan, had icy faces and no expressions. Yue Yunlan, a great actor, seems to have never heard of any magical elixir.

Mu Qianxue would touch the little black cat in her arms from time to time, looking harmless.

As for Jiang Xiaofan, although this guy is not very smart and has no acting skills, he keeps scratching the back of his head and giggling, and basically no one will notice him.

"Brother Ling, we meet again!"

Nangong Yu, the eleventh prince of the Tianyang Empire, walked over with a calm expression. He didn't seem to be upset because Ling Feng snatched his Xuanhuang Yan last time.

"The eleventh prince."

Ling Feng pursed his lips and saluted him with a cupped fist. He was secretly surprised: This guy didn't punch him when he saw him again. His endurance was pretty good.

"Last time in the Tianbai Imperial Capital, I was really grateful to Brother Ling for taking care of me. Thanks to Brother Ling, I lost both my wife and my troops!"

The eleventh prince stared at Ling Feng and said with gritted teeth.

What he said, of course, was that he failed to marry Yue Yunlan, but instead lost many elites, and in the end he even lost money to the three cities of the Tianbai Empire!

Although they are just three insignificant small cities, the empire has lost all its face!

After returning to Tianyang Empire, his father was so furious that he almost slapped him to death!

"Haha, it should be, it should be." Ling Feng curled his lips and smiled, "It's not a big deal. Your Highness, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Pfft!"

For a moment, both Mu Qianxue and Yue Yunlan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ling Feng's sharp-tongued skills have not slowed down at all!

"Hahaha... I was laughing so hard. Oops, my stomach hurts!"

Lan Yingying on the side burst into laughter. She didn't expect that Ling Feng, a guy who looked serious, could actually talk so interestingly.

"snort!"

The eleventh prince's face suddenly darkened, he glared at Ling Feng fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and left angrily.

He also saw that Ling Feng seemed to have a good relationship with Feng Yan. He asked himself whether he was still Feng Yan's opponent. At present, he still needed the combined efforts of everyone to have a chance to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He could only endure it for the time being. .

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and did not take the hatred of the eleventh prince to heart. There were many people who wanted to kill him, so he was the oldest one.

He turned his attention to a large hall in front of him. This was the "Sutra-Tiding Pavilion" of the ancient sect.

However, the scene in the Sutra Pavilion surprised Ling Feng. This tall attic was half destroyed, and there was a huge hole in the left half of the roof. From the hole, dazzling golden light could be seen shining.

Ling Feng took a closer look and found that the golden light was originally emitted by a spherical golden vortex. It was this golden vortex that burst the roof of the Sutra Pavilion.

A terrifying energy storm was raging outside the golden vortex, shaking the entire attic. If it weren't for a certain ancient magic circle outside the Sutra Pavilion, it would have been completely destroyed at this moment.

"What's going on?" Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and asked Feng Yan and the others.

"I'm not very clear either." Feng Yan shook his head, "When we arrived here, we found that there was a very special energy in the Sutra Pavilion that was constantly escaping. Unfortunately, this Sutra Pavilion The ancient magic circle around the pavilion has been automatically opened, and no one can directly break it. Therefore, everyone is frozen here, hoping that everyone can work together to destroy the ancient magic circle. "

"I see."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows. He could feel the violent energy of the golden light vortex through the ancient magic circle. I was afraid it was another incredible treasure!

However, shouldn't there be secret books and other things stored in the Sutra Pavilion? What's going on with this dazzling golden light?

About half a day later, some more people came one after another, and when there were probably more than fifty talented and powerful people from the four empires gathered around, Murong Wu finally couldn't hold himself back, and broke out from a broken wall. He jumped down and raised his voice: "The number of people is almost the same, let's work together to destroy the ancient prohibition of the Sutra Pavilion first!"

After saying that, he swung the golden gun in his hand and walked slowly towards the damaged hall.

The ancient magic circle is certainly powerful, but after tens of thousands of years, its power is no longer as powerful as it used to be. Those present are all geniuses who can fight at a higher level. With the power of everyone, there is still a chance to break through the big formation.

The golden vortex on the left half of the Sutra Pavilion may have destroyed a large number of secret techniques, but the building on the right half is still intact. If you grab a copy of the techniques inside, it may be the great master who has risen against the sky. What an opportunity!