The momentum of these palms is overwhelming, and the aura is sweeping away from the mountains and rivers. The layers of invisible ripples emanate from Wu Feng and Weng Chai. The wind suddenly roars and sand and stones flew around them. Many tombstones on the tombs were shattered. Even the old Liutou and Guo Dacheng who were hiding behind the graves felt this powerful and majestic momentum. The mind was turbulent, and the chest was stuffy. Old Liutou was breathing heavily. He felt a stream of unstable true energy surging upwards in his dantian, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

Although he didn't know what happened outside, Old Liu didn't dare to look up, because this momentum was so terrifying. Even if he had such cultivation, he didn't dare to face it directly. Even if he didn't see it, Old Liu guessed that Wu Feng must have had sex with Weng Guai. Old Liu couldn't figure out Wu Feng's ability, but he just vaguely knew some of the probabilities. In the more than a year when Wu Feng disappeared, he learned a lot from a paradise. As for how many skills he learned and how great his ability he had, Old Liu had never grasped it accurately, but Old Liu knew Wu Feng's body.

With a few treasures, each one is a powerful weapon to eliminate demons and demons. It can be worshipped by the Taoist sect as a treasure to maintain the mountain. Even a very evil thing like the little ghost baby who has not been seen in a century can only be surrendered when encountering Wu Feng. But I don’t know how powerful the Siam master is. Old Liu thought that this surrender master is not simple, and it seems to be much more powerful than the little ghost baby. However, the hundred-infant corpse spirit released from his body can be no different from the little ghost baby. He can create such an evil spirit. Without absolutely superb cultivation, he cannot control the hundred-infant corpse spirit.

Old Liu felt in his heart that Wu Feng was in big trouble this time. No matter how powerful Wu Feng is, he is still too young after all. In terms of experience and qualifications, he can be far behind him a few streets. If he can't do it well, Wu Feng's life will be explained here.

Now only Wu Feng is the only hope for them. As long as Wu Feng can withstand this surrender, everyone can survive. Once Wu Feng is knocked down, all those who can breathe in the mass grave will probably not be able to get out.

Thinking of this, Old Liu raised his head slightly and wanted to take a secret look in the direction Wu Feng and Weng guessed. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, he suddenly felt two lines of sticky liquid flowing out of his nostrils. He touched it with his hand and looked in front of him carefully. Then he found that two lines of blood had flowed out of his nostrils, which was shocked by the powerful energy just now. Old Liu couldn't help but be shocked. He wanted to look up and take a look, but thought, let's forget it. He hid behind this big grave, and his nose was shattered out of blood. When he raised his head, he flew over and opened the stone and smashed it on his forehead. How could he have life?

Old Liu wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve, and his body lowered. He said to Guo Dacheng behind him with a trembling voice: Captain Guo, this place is too dangerous. You should take your brothers to retreat. Staying here is a death sentence, and it is useless to stay here.
Chapter completed!