Qiankun Gourd

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly, with one hand he made a gesture, and the five red flames instantly increased in power, attacking the five black spiders like lightning.

The five black spiders were only at the late Nascent Soul stage, while Ye Feng's mana was comparable to that of the late Spiritualization stage. The gap in strength between the two sides was so great that the black spiders could not resist the attack of the flames.

The five black spiders were instantly surrounded by red flames, and let out heart-wrenching screams.

"You...you are not a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, you are a cultivator in the Spiritualization stage!"

Shan Rong was shocked.

He never expected that this young man was actually at the Spirit Transformation Stage.

"So what! You have long wanted to take the Red Cloud Fruit for yourself, right? Also, this mission is just a cover, the real purpose is to seize the Red Cloud Fruit!"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and said coldly.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Han is really smart! How about this, I'll give you an equal amount of spirit stones, and you can just pretend nothing happened!

I will definitely benefit from you in the future!"

Shan Rong narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"If so, no?"

Ye Feng said lightly.

“No? Humph, fellow Daoist, don’t think that you can defeat me just because you are at the initial stage of incarnation. I am also at the initial stage of incarnation!”

Shan Rong saw that Ye Feng didn't want to let him go, so his face darkened and he said nonchalantly.

It seemed as if he didn't take Ye Feng seriously at all.

That’s right, you are at the initial stage of incarnation, and I am also at the initial stage of incarnation. I am no worse than you, so why should I be afraid of you.

"So what?"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and a huge white fireball suddenly flew out. The white fireball transformed into a white fire lion about ten feet tall. The white fire lion roared and rushed towards Shan Rong.

Shan Rong was at the initial stage of Spirit Transformation and was not afraid of anything at all. He pointed his hand and the five black magic knives in front of him flashed with black light and instantly transformed into a giant black blade about ten feet long.

The giant blade was surrounded by demonic flames, and with a whistling sound, it slashed towards the white fire lion.

The white fire lion was not to be outdone. It opened its mouth wide and a pillar of white flame shot out, attacking the giant black blade.

There was a loud rumbling sound!

The white flame collided with the giant black blade, causing an earth-shaking roar and ripples that spread in all directions.

The two collided with each other, and for a moment, neither of them had the upper hand.

"Friend Han! You and I are equally strong. If we continue like this, neither of us will gain any benefit!"

Shan Rong still looked fearless.

"Who is as strong as you?"

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an elusive smile. At the same time, he made a hand gesture and shouted softly. The white fire lion received the command and its size instantly doubled. The white flames spewed out of its mouth also became thicker and more powerful.

There was only a loud bang, and the white flames instantly engulfed the black giant blade. The black magic flames around the black giant blade dissipated instantly under the impact of the white flames, and its spiritual power was greatly damaged.

Although the giant blade was an excellent magic weapon, it did not gain any advantage under the attack of Ye Feng's white flames.

Shan Rong frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and kept making hand gestures, but the giant black blade seemed to not listen to his command at all, and still stayed in the air, allowing the white flame to devour it. If it continued like this, it would be devoured completely in a short while.

"You...what kind of martial arts is this? Why is it so powerful!?"

A thin layer of sweat instantly broke out on Shan Rong's forehead. His originally leisurely and contented expression disappeared without a trace, replaced by a face full of astonishment.

"So much nonsense!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and several blue sword lights instantly shot out from his hand. These sword lights were like a violent storm, carrying a sharp sword energy, rushing towards Shan Rong.

Shan Rong did not dare to take it lightly, and immediately activated his magic power, and a black gyroscope flew out. The gyroscope was wrapped in magic energy, and as soon as it appeared, it turned into a whirlwind and swept towards the green sword light.

Bang bang bang!

Several voices came!

Those green sword lights were actually knocked away one by one.

This black gyroscope turned out to be a low-grade spiritual treasure.

"Hmph! Han Li, no matter how powerful your skills are, you are no match for me!"

Shan Rong's face was solemn, his lips slightly opened, and he chanted the incantation. As his fingers continued to dance, the black gyroscope began to spin rapidly, and its body suddenly grew in size, eventually transforming into a black strange bird with two wings.

The strange black bird chirped, then opened its mouth wide, and a black whirlwind as big as a pillar swept out and attacked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and pointed his finger. A small blue sword flew out. In an instant, the small blue sword turned into a huge wave and rushed towards the black whirlwind.

The two collided with each other, and there was a loud bang!

Then, the black whirlwind was dispersed by a blow.

Shan Rong frowned slightly when he saw this and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

The strange black bird swooped down towards the huge waves!

The roar came again!

Although the black bird was transformed from a low-grade magic weapon, and the huge waves were also transformed from a low-grade magic weapon, Ye Feng's magic power was far superior to Shan Rong. Therefore, under this attack, the black bird was instantly knocked away, turned back to its original form, and fell beside Shan Rong.

Shan Rong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards more than ten feet, half-kneeling in mid-air.

In the sky, Ye Feng's white flames burned Shan Rong's black magic sword into scrap. Under the scorching white flames, the magic sword gradually melted, and only a pile of debris remained. Shan Rong's spiritual power was also exhausted in this fierce battle, and his body became extremely weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please spare my life! Fellow Daoist Han, please spare my life! I am willing to offer the Red Cloud Fruit to you with both hands!"

Shan Rong knew that he was no match for Ye Feng, so he knelt on his knees without hesitation and kowtowed to beg for mercy. He took out a wooden box and handed it to Ye Feng respectfully.

Ye Feng took the wooden box in his hand with a wave of his hand. He gently opened the lid of the box and saw a red and white fruit lying quietly inside, and at the same time a refreshing fragrance came to his face.

"This is the Red Cloud Fruit!"

Seeing the fruit, Ye Feng felt slightly happy.

"Yes, this is the Red Cloud Fruit! This fruit can improve the cultivation of a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage!"

Shan Rong explained on the side.

"Well! In that case, you can go and die!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, dozens of sword lights shot towards Shan Rong to kill him.

Shan Rong was a cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and it was not easy to kill him. When he saw Ye Feng was determined to kill him, he flashed and turned into a streak of light and flew away into the distance.

If he hadn't been injured, he might have been able to escape from Ye Feng's clutches, but now it's simply impossible!

Dozens of sword lights instantly caught up with Shan Rong, shattering his protective shield.