759: C759 Enemies Help Me Grow

C759 Enemies Help Me Grow

The sound of wind blowing as he fled suddenly felt the air around him tighten, as if it had been sealed all of a sudden. The streak of light suddenly came to a stop. It was like an iron wall that suppressed him to the point of being unable to move at all.1

How could a puny little Golden Dragon Stage Realm have such a strange power? Baili Li was greatly alarmed. Even a Half-Saint at the same level as him didn't give him such an extremely dangerous feeling.

"It seems like you are the first person to use that move of mine!" Baili Piercing Wind gritted his teeth, and his entire body glowed with a mysterious light. The black runes on his face seemed to have come alive, and they quickly circulated throughout his body. It looked extremely strange.

In an instant, the power within a hundred miles increased explosively, and the surrounding space produced crackling sounds. It was actually forcefully broken by him.

However, it was also at this moment that several tens of pitch-black runic chains wrapped around him, preventing him from escaping.

"This damn thing, how can it be so difficult to deal with?" Baili was extremely depressed. Even though his strength had increased by several dozen times, he was still unable to break these strange runic chains. Thinking about it, this treasure was also an existence ranked at the top of the Holy Ranking.

Ye Feng crossed hundreds of meters with a single step. He stood in front of Baili with an expressionless face and said faintly, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"Last words? Humph! If you dare to touch me, Purple Sun Sect will never let you go!" Hundred Miles Piercing Wind clamored.

"Stubborn fool!"

Ye Feng did not waste any time. A transparent sharp thorn silently escaped from between his brows. Its speed was also very strange.

It was only when the Divine Splitting Thorn was within three feet of the Wind Splitting Thorn that he discovered the existence of this thing. His face immediately turned pale with fright. However, being trapped by the Soul Suppressing Pestle for a hundred miles, he could only watch helplessly as the Divine Splitting Thorn pierced through his glabella.

In the next moment, his sea of vital energy quietly exploded.

"It's another Half Saint. I wonder if my body can withstand so much energy?" Ye Feng was speechless. The stronger these people were, the more energy they would give him. He felt a little embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, he flicked his sleeve and a golden light flew out. The golden light spiraled and transformed into the shape of the Golden Dragon Little Tian. Little Tian had a purer True Dragon Bloodline, so the energy he converted would be much more than what he absorbed.

After that, the Golden Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a golden light, which swept towards the sound of the wind.

Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to it, instead, he turned around and fled towards the Purple Spirit Illusory Formation. Although this formation didn't kill those few people, it still made them feel dizzy and disoriented.

He lightly pointed at the center of the formation, and tens of thousands of green bamboo swords appeared and pierced towards those people.

Purple Sun Sect, in a certain temple hall, thousands of Primal God Life Lamps were flickering with fiery light. Only those above the Golden Dragon Stage Realm were qualified to leave their life lamps in the temple.

At a certain moment, the six essence spirit life lamps were extinguished at the same time, including the 100 mile wind breaking fate lamp.

The one guarding the temple was an old monk. He quietly opened his eyes, and a strange look flashed in the depths of his eyes. "The Hundred Mile Wind Breaking is a Half-saint Level expert. How could he have fallen so suddenly that even his Yuan Shen was not spared?"

The old monk felt that something was wrong. He immediately unleashed a few rays of light and flew towards a hall in the sect.

Little Tian forcefully absorbed the essence of a Half Saint. The aura on his body was extremely violent. If it was given some time to settle down, it would definitely advance to Seraphic Speed.

Under Ye Feng's body, three thousand small swords shot back. As for those few Eighth Stage experts, they were killed by him with lightning-like means!

"Master, take a look at this thing!" Little Tian held a jade slip in his mouth and slowly spiraled over.

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