Qiankun Gourd

A moment later, Ye Feng's figure appeared like a ghost in an ancient and mysterious hall full of sand.

The walls of the hall are mottled, as if carrying traces of countless years, and every grain of sand seems to be telling the past glory and vicissitudes.

Not far away, a space fluctuation suddenly occurred, and a gray scorpion several dozen feet long appeared.

The scorpion was huge in size, and it exuded the cultivation fluctuations of a sixth-level Saint King, which was as frightening as a mountain.

Its deep eyes stared at Ye Feng, as if assessing the strength of this intruder. When its eyes met Ye Feng, it suddenly disappeared from the spot at an astonishing speed.

The next moment, it had mysteriously appeared under Ye Feng's feet, and a pair of huge pincers attacked Ye Feng fiercely like lightning.

Ye Feng flashed and leaped into the air as lightly as a swallow, cleverly avoiding the fatal blow.

The gray scorpion was not willing to be outdone and followed closely. The green sword hummed and flew out from Ye Feng's hand, turning into a sharp sword beam and slashed straight at the gray scorpion.

With a crisp clang, the gray scorpion's pincers tightly clamped the green sword, and fierce sparks burst out between the two.

Then, there was a flash of light all around, and the gray scorpion unexpectedly transformed into ten clones, each of which was so lifelike that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

These clones opened their mouths wide and shot out a huge grey light, attacking Ye Feng like a meteor shower.

Ye Feng's face was solemn, and a huge purple bell suddenly appeared on his body, protecting him tightly.

Boom boom boom!

The gray light bombarded the purple bell, making a deafening explosion. The surface of the bell was shining, and there was infinite power protecting Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not sit there and wait for death. He activated the magic formula in his hand and several whirlwinds shot out from his body and attacked the gray scorpion clones.

These clones were not to be outdone, and they once again shot out grey light, colliding with the whirlwind in the air, making bursts of spitting sounds.

After a fierce confrontation, the gray scorpion clones trembled slightly, then were shattered and turned into gray light that dissipated in the air.

"Increase!" Ye Feng shouted, and the green sword suddenly expanded and turned into a giant sword tens of thousands of feet long, with green light flowing on the sword.

With a loud bang, the giant green sword swung down, smashing the gray scorpion below into pieces.

The scorpion instantly turned into a cloud of sand and dissipated on the spot. Then it re-condensed not far away and transformed into a larger gray scorpion tens of thousands of feet long.

This time, the scorpion swung its tail, and a red light with a hot breath shot out.

Ye Feng remained calm, and as he activated the magic formula in his hand, a black and white lightning whizzed out and collided with the red light in the air.

The two fought to a stalemate, and strong energy fluctuations erupted. In the end, the gray scorpion was shaken and retreated repeatedly.

"It's time to end!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and opened the nine-color space field.

This field unfolded in the air like a gorgeous rainbow, quickly sweeping around.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the gray scorpion hurriedly transformed into a huge gray space area to try to resist Ye Feng's attack.

When the nine-color space field and the gray space field collided with each other, a violent collision occurred like two meteorites.

A loud rumbling sound echoed in the hall. The gray space domain only lasted for a moment before it was shattered by the nine-color space domain.

The gray scorpion was instantly swallowed up, its body shattered, and turned into a gray light and disappeared on the spot.

However, the battle did not end there.

A huge silver stone man suddenly rose from the ground, shot out, and rushed straight towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, tapped the ground with his feet, flew up, and threw a punch.

Although the silver giant was quite powerful, he was no match for Ye Feng's fist. His head was smashed immediately and he fell to the ground, disappearing into a silver light.

At this moment, an old Taoist in a gray robe and with a hooked nose appeared.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and he exuded the cultivation of a sixth-level Saint King, giving people a deep and dangerous feeling.

He looked at Ye Feng and smiled slightly: "It's really not easy for a cultivator of the fourth-order Saint King realm to break through to the Earth Palace!"

Ye Feng's eyes were as sharp as torches. He waved his robe sleeves and the green sword suddenly flew out. It instantly turned into a giant sword tens of thousands of feet long and killed the old man with a sharp sword intent.

The old man snorted coldly: "Your cultivation is not high, but your temper is quite bad! Let me teach you a lesson on how to be a human being!"

As he spoke, a silver sword appeared in his hand and transformed into a giant sword tens of thousands of feet long, colliding with the green giant sword in the air.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and every collision erupted with strong energy fluctuations.

Although the old man's cultivation was higher than Ye Feng's, he gradually fell into a disadvantage in front of Ye Feng's exquisite swordsmanship and powerful strength. His body trembled slightly and he was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

"Hmm?" The old man showed a trace of surprise on his face. "How can I, a cultivator of the sixth level Saint King realm, be defeated by a cultivator of the fourth level Saint King realm like you? How is this possible?"

He was unwilling to give in, and frantically activated the magic spells in his hands, trying to turn the tide of the battle.

However, Ye Feng just smiled slightly and pointed his finger lightly, and the power of the green giant sword increased instantly, forcing the silver giant sword to retreat continuously.

"Good boy, I'm going to fight you today!" The old man became angry and humiliated, and with a gesture in his hand, a silver space domain appeared.

The silver sword light in the field kept flashing, attacking Ye Feng like thousands of sharp swords.

Ye Feng also once again used the nine-color space field, which collided with the silver space field in the air.

Loud rumbling sounds echoed in the hall, and the two spatial domains continued to collide with each other.

Finally, a "puff, puff, puff" sound was heard and the old man was shocked to the point of bleeding profusely.

The cyan space shattered instantly, and the old man was blown away and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up and shouted helplessly: "I give up! I give up!"

He never expected that he would be defeated by a cultivator at the fourth level of Saint King.

Then, a beam of light shot out from his body and enveloped him. The beam of light shone with brilliant light and flew him out of the hall.

Not far ahead, a gray portal appeared.

Ye Feng looked at the portal and said to himself, "Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, the next one is the Wind Palace!"

As he said that, he took a step and walked towards the portal.