Ling Mocheng's aura instantly increased to the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, just like Master Heifeng, which was a bit beyond Master Heifeng's expectations.

Although the sixth and seventh levels of the Nascent Soul Realm are just a small difference, everyone knows that the difference can be described by heaven and earth. The strength between the two is not as easy as imagined. Even if Ling Mocheng is an elder of the Piaomiao Sect, he has one of the best cultivation resources in the Great Qin Empire.

However, Ling Mocheng showed incredible strength at this moment, and his momentum directly increased to the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, not at all weaker than Master Black Beard.

Master Heifeng's face turned pale. He never expected Ling Mocheng's strength to suddenly increase to this level. No matter what means the other party used, it was enough to show that if he insisted on fighting in the future, he might not be able to gain a advantage.

Master Heifeng originally thought that his cultivation could steadily suppress Ling Mocheng. As long as Tian Yunzi and others did not come, he would be the first person in the Futu Ice Tower.

In the Futu Ice Tower in front, there is a ban, which suppresses the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm master to the fifth level and cannot break through. Once it is forced to break through, it will be backfired by violent power, even the master of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm like Mr. Heifeng cannot resist it.

However, in this snowy and ice world, the natural restriction disappeared, and its strength could be restored to the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Without seeing Tian Yunzi and others, Master Heifeng naturally thought that his cultivation was already unique enough to be in the secret realm and could completely control everything.

However, Ling Mocheng, who thought of Piaomiao Sect, suddenly appeared, and was obviously only at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he had to burst out with the momentum of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Master Heifeng only realized at this moment that the foundation of the Piaomiao Sect and Shenxiu Palace, the top sect in the Qin Empire, was completely beyond his imagination.

Fight or not?

Master Heifeng was a little hesitant. Logically speaking, how can he not fight after saying this? At this moment, how can he avoid war and retreat, how can he raise his head next, and how can he fight after finding the treasure?

However, if you fight, you are not sure that you can defeat Ling Mocheng. After all, Ling Mocheng can burst out the momentum of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm. So who knows whether he can burst out with the same strength? In addition, the immortal weapon that Piaomiao Sect may have, so the Black-Wood Master may not be more than 50%. Once you lose, the consequences will be more serious than retreating and avoiding the war.

"Ling Mocheng, do you really think you are invincible in Piaomiao Sect?" Master Heifeng shouted angrily. Ling Mocheng's murderous intent condensed and actually wanted to take the initiative.

Ling Mocheng said coldly: "It's just Xuanyuan Sect, it's not at all. He dares to provoke me Piaomiao Sect. Heifeng, you should be mentally prepared."

The man from the black beard raised his eyebrows and said, "Before, Hua Changchun, Tian Yunzi and others agreed that during this trip to the secret realm, all the treasures obtained will be collected and gathered together and distributed according to the agreed proportions. Could it be that you, Ling Mocheng, dare to violate the order?"

Ling Mocheng sneered and said, "Do you really think that my Piaomiao Sect, Shenxiu Palace and the Qin Royal Family will make an agreement with you sects who are not as good as the sects? I really think it's beautiful. If we didn't agree to your distribution like this, where cannon fodder be used? How can we open the first level of the secret realm with relatively less losses and let the masters of our three major forces enter?"

Master Heifeng was stunned, glared at him, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"It's so ridiculous. What is your identity, Hei Shu, and you dare to discuss the allocation ratio with our three major forces. Do you have this qualification? My Piaomiao Sect, which is not a good deal, can destroy seventeen or eighteen in every move of my hand, and there will be no big damage at all." Ling Mo's idiom was cold, with a hint of mockery: "You have always been going along the way, and you must have gained a lot of benefits. Otherwise, I can consider letting you go back alive."

Humiliation, total humiliation!

After all, Master Heifeng is also the ancestor at the peak of the seventh level of the Yuanying Realm. The head of Xuanyuan Sect, even if he looks at the entire Qin Empire, he is also an extremely powerful existence. How could he withstand Ling Mocheng's humiliation?

In an instant, anger rose from his heart and rushed into his mind, completely making him lose his mind. A guy at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm forced to promote the seventh level with some unknown means, actually dared to provoke and humiliate him like this, a master at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, who was simply ignorant of his life or death.

Master Heifeng roared angrily, and he stepped out, and his aura reached its peak in an instant. A figure appeared behind him, and it turned out to be the Dharma Image Yuanying.

In this battle, Master Heifeng did not hesitate to sacrifice the Nascent Soul Dharma image and must kill Ling Mocheng on the spot to vent his hatred.

After all, Master Black Beard is at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. At this moment, there is no limit to this ice and snow world. The strength he can burst out far exceeds his imagination. This Nascent Soul Dharma image alone is enough to make any cultivator below the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm feel trembling and unable to exert all his strength.

Although Ling Mocheng burst out with the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage, his real realm is indeed only the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage. Facing the Nascent Soul Stage of Master Heifeng, he also felt a little heavy.

"Natural Soul Dharma Image? I didn't expect that you could even sacrifice the Nascent Soul Dharma Image. You are really not afraid of Nascent Soul damage and you will have no hope of becoming a saint in your life." Ling Mocheng shouted loudly, and an invisible energy burst out from him, instantly sweeping away the pressure brought by Master Heifeng.

"Since you want to see my true cultivation, let me see it before you die." Master Heifeng shouted coldly, and the light and shadow in his hand flashed, and a strange immortal weapon appeared, as dark as ink.

"Oh, it seems that you really want to kill me. Let's not talk about whether you can defeat me, but just kill me. I'm very curious, how can your Xuanyuan Sect escape the massacre of my Piaomiao Sect?" Ling Mocheng sneered coldly.

"Didn't you say that even if you kill you, Piaomiao Sect will not interfere?" The murderous intent in the eyes of the Black Bearded Master became stronger, and a ray of light flashed out from time to time in the dark immortal weapon in his hand.

"You believe this? It's so stupid. As one of the elders of the Piaomiao Sect, how could you kill the Black Beard of Xuanyuan Sect at will?" Ling Mocheng laughed, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Master Heifeng was stunned. He had such concerns before, so he wanted to calm down. However, Ling Mocheng said that even if he killed him, he would not pursue the matter too much, so he wanted to kill him under Ling Mocheng's humiliation and provocation.

However, Ling Mocheng said these words at this moment, which immediately made him hesitate.

When the masters fight, the winner is already between the front line. The moment when Master Heifeng loses his mind, Ling Mocheng takes action.

Only a white light was seen slashing out from Ling Mocheng's palm, drawing an arc in the air, slapped at the head of the man on the black beard.

Master Heifeng was stunned and immediately came to his senses. He took a step back in a hurry, raised his left palm and blocked his eyebrows.

boom!

With a loud bang, the white palm power, like a divine rainbow, slapped hard on his left palm. The violent force rushed forward. Master Heifeng, who was hastily responding, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then he dispelled the power of this palm.

Ling Mocheng had the upper hand with one palm, so how could he stop? He had the advantage of the opportunity and his light and shadow were flashing all over his body, attacking one after another, violent and powerful, not at all weaker than the momentum of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm he showed, and his power was as powerful as a rock.

Since Master Heifeng lost his chance, he had to fight back. He finally came back from his momentary panic, stabilized his mind and counterattacked him when he saw a move.

However, since the opportunity was lost, it was extremely difficult to get it back. After all, Ling Mocheng showed no weaker than him.

In the distance, Ye Yun was stunned. He heard the conversation between the two, and his spiritual sense was extremely clear. He could never have imagined that Ling Mocheng, as the inner elder of the Piaomiao Sect, would say such words. The reaction of Master Heifeng also made him feel a little incomprehensible. When was it, what were you still worried about? In his opinion, you should fight back hard and kill Ling Mocheng. In this world, only power can scare others.
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