Supreme Martial God Technique

"Who gave you the courage to touch the people of my Linglong Palace?"

At this critical moment, a sweet voice suddenly sounded like light fairy music.

This sound may not actually sound that good.

But at least at this moment, this sound is definitely a thousand or ten thousand times better than any fairy music in the world.

"Spiritual Lord!"

Wu Yun reacted and subconsciously called out the name.

The one who came was indeed the Spirit Master. When he looked up, he saw a graceful and moving figure high in the sky where everyone could see.

Both his sight and perception are extremely clear.

Around it, there is a faint colored halo.

However, isn't the phantom formation here capable of blocking sight and perception?

Why does this rule fail in front of the spirit master?

At the same time, it was even weirder.

Not only can everyone clearly see the spirit master, but they can also feel the spirit master's existence.

After the spirit master appeared, the illusory formation here began to gradually fade away.

First of all, the power of the illusory formation that still trapped Ming Sheng and others quickly disappeared, allowing Ming Sheng and others to regain their freedom.

Then, the weapons condensed in the sky began to gradually disperse.

After the weapons dispersed, the giant beasts condensed by dozens of Hongyuan Sect high-level officials began to disappear.

Then, it was the turn of the first phantom formation to block everyone's sight.

It didn't last long, it was very coherent. After a while, everyone's vision gradually returned to clarity.

They began to see that at this moment, thousands of Hongyuan Sect disciples were densely packed everywhere around the martial arts arena where they were.

Except for Hong Feng, who was still standing in the air, the senior officials of the Hong Yuan Sect also appeared in everyone's sight.

Terrible.

How terrifying is the spirit master's strength? She has never moved an inch, and she has never seen her use any means. Just by standing there, she can see this layer by layer.

, the multi-layered illusory formation that made Wu Yun, Ming Sheng, and even the Divine Bell helpless, disappeared and ceased to exist.

Everything disappeared, and the entire martial arts arena, no, even the entire Hongyuan Sect, has returned to its original state.

What should be seen and what should not be seen are all normal.

On the other hand, none of the thousands of Hongyuan Sect disciples around him said a word. Including the senior officials, they all looked up at the spirit master hanging high in the sky in a daze and fear.

At this moment, it is not difficult to see fear, fear, and even regret on their faces!

Probably, they all regretted why they listened to Hong Feng and risked their lives to deal with the Hong Yuan Sect.

However, it would be wrong to say that the situation has completely returned to its original state at this moment.

One image remains unchanged.

That was the flood wind in the sky and the giant black dragon.

The giant black dragon is still there, and so is Hong Feng.

However, facing the Spirit Master, they all lost their prestige.

Hong Feng's face was solemn, suppressing his fear, but he still couldn't hide the fear that showed in his eyes.

His eyes were round and staring at the Spirit Master, full of fear and disbelief.

Perhaps, he had not figured out why he had clearly blocked the perception and transmission of the entire Hongyuan Sect, and why the spirit master who was far away in Linglong Palace suddenly appeared without him.

Come.

All of this was filled with doubts that he couldn't figure out.

As for the black snake.

Why hasn't it disappeared? Most likely, the spirit master left it behind on purpose.

"Spiritual Lord!"

"Spiritual Lord!"

"..."

Below, after Ming Sheng and others got rid of their restraints, they flew up one after another and came to the spirit master in the air to salute and greet him.

The Divine Bell of Creation has also returned to its human form from its original state.

It seems that the huge consumption of the transformation of the body has made him a little weak, but it is not serious.

Together with Wu Yun, he flew to the side of the spirit master.

They didn't say hello, just nodded.

The Spirit Master looked at Ming Sheng and others, waved his hands lightly, and looked at Wu Yun and the Divine Bell of Creation for a while.

He didn't speak, he just kept staring at them.

Probably, they were checking to see if the two of them were injured.

Regardless of the purpose, at least at this moment, the Spirit Master is definitely more concerned about Wu Yun and the Divine Bell of Creation than the safety of Ming Sheng and others.

After confirming that the two of them were not injured, the spirit master retracted his gaze with relief and looked at Hong Feng on the other side of the sky again.

And the spirit master's eyes quickly changed from the concern when looking at Wu Yun to cold contempt.

"Hong Feng, you want to touch my people in Linglong Palace!"

There was no deliberate intention, the spirit master's voice sounded very calm, without even any emotional fluctuations.

But it was heard in the ears of Hong Feng, and it was heard in the ears of everyone in the Hong Yuan Sect below.

This short sentence was like the sickle of death, hanging over their heads inadvertently.

No one in the Hong Yuan sect said anything, their eyes all fell on Hong Feng.

In the sky, the strong and calm Hong Feng finally could no longer hold back.

In front of the Spirit Master, he felt unbearable oppression and his indescribable insignificance.

Facing the spiritual master, he felt like an ant facing a tiger, with no chance of parrying.

Trembling, unable to speak.

"How dare you, Hong Feng, with this?"

Hong Feng didn't answer, but the spirit master wasn't angry at all. He turned his attention to the giant black dragon beside him in an understatement.

I don’t know why, but the state of this giant dragon is even more ridiculous than Hong Feng.

Although it is still entrenched here, it is completely sluggish like a dead snake. In that state, it is as if a child can easily stab it to death with a stick.

.

"I thought you were very strong, haha, the Hong Yuan Sect's destiny is nothing more than this."

The Spirit Master sneered, raised his arm slightly, and suddenly grasped the five fingers in his palm.

There was no power fluctuation, but it seemed to have directly pinched the giant dragon's seven inches.

After a period of struggling and painful twisting, the giant dragon dispersed, and it was time to die.

The giant dragon is dead, and now it's Hong Feng's turn!