Chapter 140: Cloud City Lord

The painful feeling made him lick the corner of his mouth, lean over slightly, and disappear, much faster than before.

The two of them had already reached the top of the mountain. Seeing the big demon's actions, Li Motang said: "He seems to have a seal on him. If the seal is forcibly unlocked, his strength will surge for a while, but after a while, the seal will be restored and he will inevitably become weak. As long as this period of time passes, there will be a chance to escape."

As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed drastically: "He's here, so fast!"

The big demon with a surge in strength barely crossed the threshold of the Tianmen Realm. Li Motang's magic weapons and formations became almost like paper.

Huang Feng was speechless. With his current strength, he still couldn't use the "East Wind Haoqi Jue" that he had tried in the dream of the dream weaving demon.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the means to give it a try when facing a desperate situation.

In ten breaths, he had already prepared everything, and the spiritual energy soared into the sky, as if connecting with the heaven and earth, and combining with the Taoism.

Li Motang saw countless spiritual energy vortexes around Huang Feng, large and small.

Then, with him as the center, the spiritual energy around the entire mountain range gathered crazily.

"Nine Styles True Art", "Sky Art", "Dark Arrow Art", "Pioneer" and other skills were performed at the same time. This scene surprised even Li Motang, who was knowledgeable.

Immortal Art, all the methods sounded together!

Huang Feng could hardly capture the exact location of the big monster, but it didn't matter.

The violent spiritual energy covered almost every inch of land on the mountain. For a moment, it was like thunder rolling in the sky. The roar could be heard for thousands of miles around.

Countless people looked at the rolling clouds above the snow-capped mountains in the distance and trembled.

What angered the immortals in the sky?

The monks were also horrified. Could it be that the Tianmen Realm monks were fighting in the snow-capped mountains?

At this moment, an old man sitting on the egret suddenly said "Huh", looked in the direction of the snow mountain, thought for a moment, and patted the egret's head: "Go over there and have a look."

The egret immediately turned around and flew towards the snow mountain.

Huang Feng hung on the top of the mountain, raised one arm with his palm forward, and tried his best to support it to ensure that the skills continued to be used.

The big monster rushing to the top of the mountain never expected that the human cultivators in the Return to Void Realm, who were no different from ants in his eyes, would have such power.

Even if one of them seemed to have entered the Hedao Realm at the moment, he should not have such strength.

The mountain collapsed, and the snow accumulated for thousands of years rushed down the mountain like a torrent. The big monster grew wings on his back and flew into the air.

Looking at his feet, he knew that even if he crushed the two ants in front of him, he could not stay here for long.

He roared, and opened another circle of runes. The pain on his face became more intense, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes became stronger.

He rushed to the top of the mountain again, and the demonic energy was like a storm, and it rolled back the snow rushing down the mountain.

All the people who could see the snow-capped mountains from a distance couldn't help kneeling down to worship when they saw the snow flying back into the sky. The monks quickly gave up the idea of ​​quietly watching the excitement.

Even from such a distance, they could sense the strong demonic energy. Such a powerful monster appeared in Daxia.

I don't know which strong man is fighting with the monster. As a monk with low strength like them, who dares to go there to seek death?

Looking at the snow rolling back, Huang Feng was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "No, my strength is still a little lacking, or you go first."

Li Motang looked at him and said only two words: "No."

Huang Feng thought for a while: "Then you stop me and I go?"

"Okay."

"Forget it, it's easy to die, but it's not easy to endure a guilty conscience for a lifetime." Huang Feng shook his head and suddenly grinned, "And I've always had good luck, maybe I won't die."

"Heh." Li Motang didn't believe it.

Huang Feng said seriously: "Don't disbelieve it, I think there will be an old man riding a egret to save me, do you want to make a bet?"

Li Motang didn't know what he was up to. She sensed the surroundings, but she was in the center of the violent spiritual energy and was surrounded by demonic energy, so she couldn't sense anything.

But her instinct made her refuse decisively: "No, how do you know?"

The evil plan failed, Huang Feng no longer kept it a secret: "Because I saw it."

While bombarding the big monster, he also used the "Flying Dragon Technique", and a few strands of divine thoughts quietly flew out of the snow mountain range, just to find an opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, he saw an old man riding a egret, smiling at his divine thoughts.

I don't know if it's because he is at the critical moment of life and death, Huang Feng thinks that the old man's smile is so kind and cute!

The old man rode the egret and flew to the mountain. He took out a blank scroll, held the pen in his hand, and gently waved it, and the violent scenery on the snow mountain in front of him reappeared on the scroll.

Then he looked at it carefully, took the pen, and wiped off the demonic aura on the scroll.

As the brush fell, the demonic aura above the snowy mountain dissipated. The big demon was slightly stunned, and finally realized the crisis in front of him, and shouted: "Who is it?"

"I didn't expect that I would encounter such an interesting thing when I occasionally went out of the city." The old man sat on the egret and looked at the big demon in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Motang showed a trace of surprise on his face and said to Huang Feng: "It's the mayor of Yunzhong City."

Huang Feng remembered that Li Motang seemed to have mentioned this person: "That old painter who achieved enlightenment overnight?"

"It was me." The old man's voice fell into their ears from a distance, and he obviously heard their conversation.

Huang Feng no longer supported the immortal art, and flew towards the old man with Li Motang.

How could this big demon tolerate them escaping? Just as he was about to chase him, he saw the old man on the egret drop a drop of ink in the air. This drop of ink seemed to weigh a thousand pounds when it fell.

The big demon was shocked and angry, and had no time to care about Huang Feng and Li Motang. He blasted his hands into the air, and it took a lot of effort to use the demonic energy to disperse the drop of ink.

"So strong!" Huang Feng looked at it with his eyes wide open. It turned out that the realm was a gap that could not be filled by the skills alone.

"You dare to obstruct me?" The big demon stared at the old man.

"King?" The old man smiled faintly, "Although I have lived in Yunzhong City for a long time and rarely go out, I am not ignorant. You are just a sinner exiled by the demon clan. Even if you were once a king, you are now just an ordinary exiled demon clan. You have a sin mark on your body. Do you dare to call yourself a king?"

The big demon did not expect that the old man would recognize the sin mark on his body. His face was uncertain. The next moment, he turned around and left.

"Huh?" Huang Feng was stunned. So sensible?

Just now, the big demon was very arrogant. Isn't this a typical bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong!

"Come back, let's fight for another 300 rounds!" Huang Feng shouted at the big demon, interpreting the "fox borrowing the tiger's power" vividly.

The big demon turned a deaf ear to it.

Huang Feng turned his head and asked, "Just let him go?"

The old man smiled and said, "If he ignores the backlash and forcibly unlocks the third circle of sin patterns and escapes, I am not sure I can keep him, but I have to try. You wait here for a while."

After the old man said this, he rode on a white egret and disappeared in the blink of an eye chasing the big demon.

Li Motang saw Huang Feng looking down at the snowy mountain and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for those two fox demons." Huang Feng saw Li Motang staring at him and coughed twice, "I'm afraid they will run away to harm people. Why are you so fierce?"