The entire dark chaotic space was filled with an invisible force, which suddenly contracted. For the first time, Zhang Zhifeng knew that the power of this space was so huge that he had no ability to resist. Under such circumstances, even a strong-minded person like Zhang Zhifeng would not dare to give hope again.

"The power of the saint! Old Monster Canghe, I want you to know that first-class masters can also destroy the saints. My Ghost Sect will definitely make you die in horror! Haha..." The leader of the Ghost Sect was still roaring, and Zhang Zhifeng also heard a little smell at this moment. It seemed that this indescribable combat skill was exchanged for the lives of all Ghost Sect masters, and their purpose was to kill the saints!

The leader of the Ghost Sect was completely unaffected by the pressure around him. He was almost next to Zhang Zhifeng, and gently tapped Zhang Zhifeng's left arm with his ghost claw weapon, exclaiming: "What an enviable powerful body, it's a pity that I'm going to die here!"

The pressure around him was like a mountain that was slowly crushed down. Zhang Zhifeng felt that he was almost crushed into powder by the pressure that was getting closer and closer.

"It's now!" Zhang Zhifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a layer of incisive flames squeezed out of his body, and was pressed tightly against his skin by the powerful pressure outside, forming a layer of fiery red glass-like substance outside his body. The price was that dozens of bones in his body were pounding and pounding.

Enduring the severe pain of a sternum fracture into the lungs, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly punched, and his fist directly broke through the obstacles of opening up the space and bombarded the head of the Ghost Sect!

The lightning that seemed a little blue in the black fog was compressed and could not free up any flames, but it was the fire of innovation like a fiery red shell pressed on him. It was the Breaking Sun Fist. It hit the waist of the leader of the Ghost Sect with one punch.

"In my space, such an attack is useless to me!" The leader of the Ghost Sect sneered.

Zhang Zhifeng himself also felt that the punch he had desperately hit was scattered to other places by the strange space around him. There was no large attack force hitting the head of the Ghost Sect.

Zhang Zhifeng grinned and barely used his skills to burst out two words: "Is that true?"

Swish swish swish swish!

A series of nine-colored divine lights rushed out of Zhang Zhifeng's body, and his injured body collapsed again. However, the attack power of the nine-colored lights was even more outrageous. The black fog around was instantly defeated by the nine-colored lights, and the whole weird space continued to tremble, as if it was about to collapse!

The endless nine-colored divine light wrapped around the Ghost Sect leader in an instant. With a light brush of the divine light, it seemed that it was about to collapse his body. The Ghost Sect leader had a dark light, which was denser than the surrounding black fog, and the dispersed aura was even stronger!

Endless black mist rushed out and actually blocked the nine-colored divine light!

The black fog beside him was dispersed by the nine-colored divine light, and the pressure was greatly reduced. Zhang Zhifeng then took a few breaths. The light of the holy medical technique flashed in the nine-colored divine light, barely repairing some seriously injured internal organs.

"How come you have the divine light of the Holy Realm attack?" The leader of the Ghost Sect roared, his voice like a rolling thunder, and a loud voice like a servant!

"Holy Realm?" Zhang Zhifeng's heart moved. The nine-colored divine light of this strange treasure is definitely not something that a first-class expert can use. Is this a Holy Realm attack?

The nine-colored divine light destroyed the body much faster than the half-toned holy medical technique. Zhang Zhifeng had no doubt that if this continued, he would eventually end up being wiped out.

No longer hesitated, Zhang Zhifeng controlled the nine-colored lights and rushed out from his left arm, like sharp arrows, crazily stabbing the leader of the Ghost Sect. Only the strongest left arm on his body could withstand the nine-colored divine lights passing through, but did not collapse completely!

A series of nine-colored divine lights shot out, and the treasures in their bodies were rotating wildly, gushing out endless nine-colored divine lights, almost filling his entire qi sea. Zhang Zhifeng spasmed and had to desperately release the nine-colored divine lights that were about to explode.

The leader of the Ghost Sect was shrouded in thick black fog, and the nine-colored divine lights shot out were annihilated on the black fog. At the same time, a large amount of black fog dissipated.

As the black mist on the body of the Ghost Sect Master surged, skulls continued to form. Each skull would open his mouth and swallow a nine-colored divine light that was shot quickly, and then both disappeared with the nine-colored light.

"You have given me surprises again and again. You are much stronger than I expected. However, this still cannot save the fact that you are about to die!" The leader of the Ghost Sect kept controlling the surging of the black fog around him and smiled faintly, "You will know that the absolute difference between the holy realm and the first-class master. Even if your colorful light power reaches the holy realm, it still cannot save your failure!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The whole world began to turbulent, and Zhang Zhifeng felt like a grasshopper sealed in a leather drum! The leather drum was constantly being hit hard! So the powerful shock affected him, as if he was about to shake himself to pieces!

At the same time, the pressure around him returned, and the nine-colored divine light dancing all over Zhang Zhifeng could not open up much space. The bones rattled again.

Zhang Zhifeng was really shocked. Before fighting with the leader of the Ghost Sect, he never expected that the other party was so powerful that he could actually expose the combat power of the holy realm with the cultivation of a first-class master!

Zhang Zhifeng is never afraid of any opponent within the strength of the first-class master. He has a strong body and his skills are already at the top of the fifth grade. In addition, he can instantly restore the holy medical skills and endless spiritual medicines to supplement his skills, as well as ancient divine weapons and treasures. It is said that he is unlikely to encounter an opponent in the holy realm. This is also the reason why he couldn't help but fight when he saw a powerful cultivator like the Ghost Sect Master. However, he could not do anything to the other party at all and was forced to the front line of life and death!

The combat power that the leader of the Ghost Sect exploded is definitely the holy realm. At least in this weird space, he is!

With the sound of dong dong, an invisible shock force spread throughout Zhang Zhifeng's body. He felt that he might be shaken into a ball of rotten flesh by the powerful sound wave at any time. The light of the holy medical technique kept flashing, his body continued to collapse, and was constantly repaired.

"What a magical recovery ability!" The leader of the Ghost Sect chuckled. Zhang Zhifeng no longer had the energy to attack him with the nine-colored divine light. The leader of the Ghost Sect looked at Zhang Zhifeng leisurely and chuckled.

Zhang Zhifeng truly realized what despair was. The recovery ability of the holy medical technique was not in a hurry to fully restore his body, which was destroyed by the nine-colored divine light and the sound of shock. Even if his treasure body was strong, he had reached the verge of complete collapse at this moment.

Thoughts kept hitting the strange treasure in his body. Zhang Zhifeng hoped to launch the original body of the treasure to attack. Such an attack would definitely be the power of the nine-colored divine light emitted by the different treasure. Zhang Zhifeng believed that as long as the strange treasure came out, even if he could not defeat the leader of the Ghost Sect, he would definitely be able to break the strange space and then escape, because he knew that the attack of the nine-colored divine light just now would almost hit the space that sealed him!

The strange treasure was not under his control. This strange treasure that was already completely incompatible with his body could not be taken out no matter what, just like he could not take out his heart!

With a helpless scream, Zhang Zhifeng released the giant hammer magic weapon. The huge magic weapon of Qiangji increased again. Then his body flashed and rushed into the hole on the giant hammer, and hid in the Thousand Waves of Hammer. His feet, which were left outside, were slightly slower, and in an instant, they were hit by the constant vibration of the sound waves!

"Haha, are you also acting as a turtle with a head-reducing head?" the leader of the Ghost Sect laughed.

Zhang Zhifeng said nothing and poured his skills into the divine weapon. The ancient divine weapon made of unknown material was indeed extraordinary. Although it was constantly vibrating, it blocked the damage of the sound wave and black fog to Zhang Zhifeng!

Ignoring the ridicule of the leader of the Ghost Sect, Zhang Zhifeng kept repairing his body. At this time, he had to sigh that the holy medical skills were so irresistible. If anyone else who did not know how to saint medical skills had died here, he would have died many times! Such damage was completely impossible to recover by relying on the cultivator's own recovery ability. If the injuries accumulate there, a first-class first-class master would be dead!

However, with the holy medical skills, can he, Zhang Zhifeng, escape?

Without the resistance of the nine-colored divine light, the endless pressure was pressed down again, and the pressure was so pressed that Qianlang Hammer kept moaning. Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but worry about whether this divine weapon could withstand the powerful pressure outside. Fortunately, the divine weapon finally showed its powerful side. Even without the support of powerful skills, relying solely on the strength of the divine weapon itself, it still resisted endless pressure! After all, it was an ancient divine weapon, and the power of the holy realm could not cause it to collapse.

...

"Old Niu, can't your magic axe break through the space? Try cutting out two space gaps at the black fog, and maybe it can disintegrate this strange space!" Chen Yun looked at the black fog that shrank a lot in front of him with worry, and urged Ren Jianbo to say.

"The space gap can only be achieved by the attack power of the holy realm. Can you do it?" The green-faced cultivator looked at Ren Jianbo in surprise, as if it was his first time to know him.

Ren Jianbo smiled bitterly at Chen Yun and shook his head: "That attack was carried out by the Spirit of the Divine Soldiers himself, and it is not something I can control. How can I use such a powerful attack with my current strength?"

"My junior brother also has a magic weapon. I wonder if the magic weapon can explode once, so that it can break through this strange space." Chen Yun said with wings.

"Impossible," Ren Jianbo shook his head, "You have just obtained the divine weapon, and you have no great communication with the divine weapon spirit, and there is no emotion at all. The divine weapon spirit will not consume that hard-earned power!"

"Don't worry, let's attack together!" Chen Yun gritted his teeth, and as the Qingfeng sword swung, a blue light penetrated the black fog that was constantly rotating and shrinking a lot.

At the same time, Ren Jianbo also swung his axe again, and at the same time there was a water arrow and a huge stone falling from the sky. The two little beasts also attacked with red faces.

This time, a lot of black fog was condensed, but it was no longer the way it was when it was used to hit the air. The attacks of the two beasts continued to attack the black fog, banging loudly.

The attack was effective! Everyone was filled with joy and increased their strength.

Ren Jianbo and axe were connected, Chen Yun quickly passed by a sword, and the huge rocks and water arrows in the sky were also denser. Dozens of unicorns with second-class cultivation also joined forces to launch a powerful attack. The green-faced old man looked at the dark and faint entrance below with a vigilant face to prevent other masters from rushing up and catching everyone off guard.

"No matter what, the true cultivation of the Ghost Sect Master is still within the first level. If we attack harder, we will definitely be able to defeat him!" Chen Yun said calmly.

Everyone nodded, feeling that it would be no more difficult to break the black fog!

...

Zhang Zhifeng hid among the divine weapons. Listening to the ridicule of the leader of the Ghost Sect, he also secretly mocked: "This divine weapon is an attack weapon. I used it for defense, but I also set a precedent!"

The divine weapon blocked the attack, and Zhang Zhifeng no longer had to cast nine-colored divine lights. With the help of the holy medical technique, his damaged body began to fly and recover. However, in many parts of the body that had just been repaired, it was far less powerful than the body that had been strengthened by long-term innovation, and it was not much different from the body of ordinary people!

"Just escape this disaster." Zhang Zhifeng said in his heart. His body twisted, like a boneless ball of flesh. He forced himself to turn in the narrow and deep hole of Qianlangchu, and his head turned towards the hole. As Qianlangchu flew under his thoughts, Zhang Zhifeng used his fire eyes to barely see the general situation around him.

The palm was stretched upwards, and the ripples of the bone-touching technique came out from the hole. Zhang Zhifeng "saw" the leader of the Ghost Sect with an anxious look on his face. He kept flying around the giant hammer with a black claw, hoping to find an opportunity to attack Zhang Zhifeng from the hole.

Zhang Zhifeng thought about it, and then used the golden bell spirit treasure to block the hole on Qianlang Hammer, and then used the bone-touching technique to watch the situation outside and spend time with the leader of the Ghost Sect.

The leader of the Ghost Sect was very angry. Zhang Zhifeng's retreat tactic really left him helpless. He knew that his attack would definitely not be able to break the ancient divine weapon, and the hole on the divine weapon always flashed in a rotation, making him unable to seize the appropriate attack opportunity. This was nothing, because in this way, Zhang Zhifeng could not pose any threat to him. He could use this magical space to imprison the divine weapon and slowly clean up the enemy hiding inside. However, the entire space was constantly shaking. He knew that it was the cultivator outside attacking forcefully. With the strength of his first-class master, it was not easy to control the combat skills of this holy realm, not to mention that there were several first-class masters outside attacking fiercely!

Although he used his absolute control of the space to convert the attack power outside into a sound attack attack that attacked Zhang Zhifeng, under the attack of two powerful magic weapons outside and two accompanying beasts, the entire space has reached the edge of collapse.

The leader of the Ghost Sect knew clearly that without the help of the absolute control power given to him by this space, he would definitely not be able to kill a pervert like Zhang Zhifeng, not to mention that there are several first-class masters outside who are not weak in strength and are eyeing him!

After thinking about it, a crazy light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the leader of the Ghost Sect, and he sighed lowly: "If I can't even kill such a first-class master, why not kill him? He is a real holy realm!"

He waved the black claws in his hand, took strange steps, and turned around Zhang Zhifeng. dense and tough black silk threads kept popping up behind him. The silk threads turned into a large net, and in an instant, sealing the giant ball tightly!

The big net shrank, and the giant ball's rotation stopped.

Zhang Zhifeng felt that the giant ball suddenly stopped, and let him urge him to urge him without moving at all. Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately pressed his fist against the wall of the hole at the entrance of the giant ball, and cold sweat suddenly appeared from his forehead. In the severe pain of his arm, a light flashed on the black giant ball, and a dazzling nine-color divine light emerged from the sphere, exploded, and instantly refined the black silk wrapped around the giant ball.

The giant ball resumed its movement, spinning and swaying, rushing in this strange space.

"Hmph!" The Ghost Sect snorted coldly and said in a low voice, "It seems that you have to use the unique skills of the Holy Realm for you!" He waved his hand, and endless power surged in this space, and the energy was arranged in a strange way.

"All things are round and qi lock!"

The leader of the Ghost Sect waved his ghost claws, and the whole space suddenly became quiet. All the sounds, all the energy surged, all the floating black fog, and everything was completely still!

Quiet, to the extreme!

The thousands of waves of hammers were rolling and condensed in the air, unable to move at all.

Zhang Zhifeng was gritting his teeth and using the Nine Colored Divine Light in the Thousand Waves. There were several wounds that were healing outside his body. In this quietness, not only the Nine Colored Divine Light on the Thousand Waves condensed in the air, but Zhang Zhifeng's gritting expression also solidified on his face. Several wounds that were healing also maintained their twisting shape. Quiet, completely quiet, and it seemed that the entire space was completely solidified! It seemed that time had stopped flowing!

A nine-colored divine light was colliding with the black fog, and it also maintained the form of the moment when they were annihilated. A few thin lights were scattering, and the second half of the nine-colored divine light was still stuck in the air!

Completely still!

Only the leader of the Ghost Sect was not restricted. He chuckled and stroked the faint claw tips of the ghost claws in his hand, stepping step by step in the air, colliding with colorful light condensed in the air, and stepping towards Zhang Zhifeng!

Zhang Zhifeng maintained his gritted teeth expression, and his heart was already extremely shocked! All things are round and the qi lock, what a skill name is so familiar to the boy!

That year, in the Monkey King Mountain, a young man pulled an old man's sleeve and asked with a crisp voice: "Master, how many first-class masters can defeat a saint?"

"Haha, a first-class master cannot defeat the Holy one!"

"Why, is the Holy One invincible?"

"No, no first-class master can defeat the Holy because the Holy has a combat skill that absolutely suppresses the First-class master."

"What is it, Master?"

"All things are round and qi lock!"

The round and air lock of all things, the name that the master once heard, once again, was like a thunder exploded in Zhang Zhifeng's mind!

Is this the round and air lock of all things? He screamed when he thought of it, but unfortunately he couldn't do it. He wanted to angrily, but those eyes could only keep the squinting in pain!

The only thing that can be changed is the emotions in his eyes and the surging heart wave!

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Chapter completed!