Wu Feng used his true energy, and his whole body was covered with true energy. His clothes were like those of those monks, and Wu Feng bulged up.

The feeling of using true energy is very wonderful. At the beginning, the whole body seemed to be hollowed out, but when a warm current slid towards the Dantian, it was like a flame that was about to be extinguished at any time and was thrown into an oil field. A blazing fire suddenly ignited. It was this feeling. Wu Feng felt his heart beating faster, his eyes were red and his ears were hot, and he felt that he had endless strength on his body. He urgently needed to find something to vent his endless power.

This is how you use true energy. Not only will you burn your life, but you will also overdraw your cultivation. Seriously, after this time, your cultivation will be completely ruined and everything will start over. If it is a little light, you will also waste three or five years of cultivation. However, when Wu Feng was on the Soul Cliff, he only practiced Taoism with his ancestors for a year, and his cultivation was as high as the average practitioner's 40 or 50 years of cultivation. It doesn't matter if he was wasting a few years. At most, he would go back to the Soul Cliff and practice for a year and a half, but this loss of life cannot be compensated no matter what.

So what? I don’t plan to take my life anymore. Who cares about the life span of these few years?

Wu Feng's steps were getting faster and faster, like a crazy beast. Even his original honest face became inexplicably fierce. A fire was burning in his heart, making him unbearable. Suddenly, Wu Feng roared, looked at the position of the masked old Taoist, and accelerated his pace and rushed over.

Seeing Wu Feng approaching step by step, the masked old Taoist also saw some clues. This kid's cultivation is not low. He used his true energy and his cultivation has increased a lot. He must be a difficult character to deal with. The masked old Taoist's eyes twitched slightly and said gloomy: Okay, since you are so anxious to die, then I will have a baby with you, the younger one.

These words almost popped out of the masked old Taoist's mouth one by one.

As soon as the words fell, the masked old Taoist figure rose from the ground, landing in front of Wu Feng like a whirlwind, stretched out his palms and slapped Wu Feng's chest.

Wu Feng's eyes were red. When the old Taoist's palms came, he also used his own secret skills to feminine palms. Wu Feng was the least afraid of others playing palm techniques with him. In the whole world, if Wu Feng was afraid of, the only one is the ancestor grandfather. His palm techniques could no longer be seen with human eyes. Just using palm wind, he could split a thousand kilograms of huge rocks in half. If it hits a person, the bones and internal organs in his body would probably be shaken into a ball of paste.

Grandpa, in Wu Feng's heart, has always been an incarnation like a god.

Wu Feng's feminine palm was guided by his old man. How many people in the world can compete with him?

With a roar, Wu Feng also used his palms and seemed to be gently colliding with the masked old Taoist, but in fact his energy was restrained and powerful. He stirred up layers of qi and spread around. The blowing monk Huikong and others almost stood unsteadily and fell to the ground. Even those powerful evil souls could not help but floated.
Chapter completed!