Qiankun Gourd

Wind Palace.

Strong winds howled in the hall, stirring up clouds of dust, as if to swallow everything. Ye Feng's figure appeared in the center of the hall like a flash of white lightning, and his eyes were as sharp as torches, scanning the surroundings.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and as he moved, a golden light shield shone out from his body, isolating the surrounding strong winds.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" With two whistling sounds, two giant eagles transformed from the hurricane swooped down from the sky. Their wings were like sharp blades, flashing with cold light, and they fiercely attacked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng waved his sleeves, and a powerful force like a mountain torrent swept out and crashed into the two giant eagles.

However, the two giant eagles were not afraid at all. They collided with the force head-on, making two loud "bang" noises and were instantly shattered into dust in the sky.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Countless wind blades broke through the air and slashed towards Ye Feng like a dense rain of arrows.

A huge purple bell appeared in front of Ye Feng, emitting a faint light and blocking the wind blades one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wind blade chopped on the purple bell, and a clear bell sound was heard.

"Buzz!"

Ye Feng activated a spell in his hand, and the purple bell grew rapidly in size, sweeping around and swallowing more wind blades.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a phoenix demon with three heads and six arms appeared, about ten thousand feet tall. The phoenix demon roared, waved its six long arms, and smashed down the purple bell fiercely like six dragons coming out of the sea.

"Crack, click, click!"

Cracks instantly appeared on the purple bell.

Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and countless black tentacles emerged from under his feet, like giant black pythons, sweeping towards the tall wind monster at lightning speed.

The wind demon roared, and yellow light flashed on his body, and his size continued to grow rapidly.

"Bang bang bang!" Those black tentacles only lasted for a moment before they were shattered one after another and turned into black mist all over the sky.

Ye Feng's heart trembled slightly, and his face suddenly became ugly.

He summoned a spell in his hand, and a huge nine-colored space domain appeared.

The wind demon was not to be outdone, and his seventh-level Saint Lord cultivation level was revealed, and a yellow space domain emerged.

"Boom!"

The nine-color space field and the yellow space field collided with each other in an instant, and the sound of explosion was heard.

The two of them remained in a stalemate for half an hour. Ye Feng suddenly made a gesture with his hands, and a huge mountain ten thousand feet high fell from the sky, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and smashed down heavily into the yellow space area.

The wind demon was horrified when he saw this scene, and hurriedly stretched out his six giant arms, trying to block the giant mountain. However, at this moment, the nine-color space domain was so powerful that it instantly shattered the yellow space domain.

Under the attack of the giant mountain and the yellow space, no matter how strong the wind demon was, it was useless. It was instantly shattered and turned into wisps of wind, disappearing without a trace.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a green robe appeared not far ahead.

The middle-aged man exuded the cultivation of a seventh-level Saint King, and his eyes were as sharp as torches as he glanced at Ye Feng.

The middle-aged man was also very surprised when he saw Ye Feng. He didn't believe that a cultivator of the fourth-order Saint King realm could make it to this level.

"Boy, are you going to admit defeat on your own initiative, or do you want me to beat you to a pulp?" The middle-aged monk laughed coldly, his tone full of disdain.

"Just try it and you'll know who's left with the last ounce of damage." Ye Feng laughed coldly, his tone also full of confidence.

"Haha, I can defeat you with just one move!" said the middle-aged cultivator, and with a wave of his hand, a green light of several thicknesses suddenly flew out, like a green dragon, killing towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood there without fear. He pointed his finger and a black and white lightning shot out, like a bolt of lightning cutting through the sky and colliding with the green light.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard, and the black and white lightning and the green light instantly intertwined together, bursting out with dazzling light.

The middle-aged cultivator's body trembled slightly, and he was immediately blown away a hundred feet, his face becoming somewhat ugly.

"He really has some skills! This is the first time I have seen such a powerful fourth-level Saint King cultivator.

You must have a lot of treasures on you. Since you don't admit defeat, I will just kill you."

The middle-aged monk was filled with murderous intent, and a green space field appeared on his body.

In the blue space, the sword light flashed and looked extremely powerful.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng did not hesitate and conjured up a nine-color space field.

In a moment, the nine-color space field and the blue space field collided with each other, and the sound of explosion was heard.

The middle-aged cultivator was shocked and his body trembled slightly. He quickly circulated the immortal power in his body and finally stabilized his position.

"It's really not simple for this kid to get here. The treasures on him must be extraordinary, I must get them." The middle-aged monk thought secretly in his heart, with greed flashing in his eyes.

Then, he waved his sleeves, and a small tower spun and flew out. The small tower instantly grew rapidly, and soon it slowly grew to a height of 100,000 feet, like a giant peak standing between heaven and earth.

The giant tower smashed towards Ye Feng's nine-color space field with lightning speed.

Seeing this, Ye Feng smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and a purple hammer flew out. The purple hammer instantly grew wildly, growing to a height of 100,000 feet, like a purple mountain, and smashed towards the giant tower fiercely.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard, and the giant hammer and the giant tower collided fiercely in the air, bursting into dazzling light.

The black light on the giant tower was shining brightly, and the black light swept towards the giant hammer. On the giant hammer, purple lightning flashed continuously, attacking the black light.

The two collided, neither of them willing to admit defeat. But the giant tower only lasted for a quarter of an hour before cracks appeared on its body.

"Crack, crack, crack!" The giant tower finally couldn't hold on any longer and shattered in an instant, turning into rubble all over the sky.

"What? My Xuanmo Pagoda!" The middle-aged monk was shocked when he saw this scene.

At this moment, Ye Feng exerted force suddenly, and the power of the nine-color space field increased greatly, and a network of cracks appeared all around the purple space field opposite.

"Bang!" The purple space field finally shattered, and the middle-aged monk spurted blood continuously. His body became unstable and he was shocked and flew backwards. He fell into a pool of blood with a bang.

"What a strong strength!" The middle-aged monk struggled to get up, looking at Ye Feng with fear in his eyes.

"I..." He was about to say something when Ye Feng flew up and grabbed his neck.

"Aren't you going to kill me? I'll kill you first!" Ye Feng smiled coldly and grabbed his Nascent Soul out without any hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life! Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!" The middle-aged cultivator's Nascent Soul shouted in horror, his eyes filled with despair.

However, Ye Feng didn't listen to his nonsense and immediately threw his Nascent Soul into the small gourd.

Not far ahead, a yellow light gate appeared. Ye Feng took off the treasure from the middle-aged monk and walked towards the yellow light gate, his figure gradually disappearing into the light gate.