High above, a menacing void rift instantly appeared in this area.
Yang Feng slowly descended, his face turning somewhat pale, his peach blossom eyes gazing at the boy who had fallen from the sky.
He was coughing up blood frantically, and there was a deep dent in his chest, like the dent of a fist.
A devastating blow!
"Impossible... I am a martial artist at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, how could I be severely injured by a mere Heavenly Rank ant like you!" The young man could not believe it, and he did not even dare to face this reality.
In fact, Yang Feng deliberately held back when using this supernatural power.
Attack the enemy with three parts, and keep seven parts for yourself.
If we use all our strength, we could very well end up like we did on Mount Everest last time.
In other words, the physical body cannot withstand the power of this supernatural ability.
As for the last time he faced that Tribulation Transcending Realm expert, he used seven-tenths of his strength and held back three-tenths.
But this only slightly injured that Tribulation Transcending expert.
"I'm asking you, where have all the people from the True Martial Sect gone? Why are you the only one here?"
Yang Feng quickly took out a healing pill from his spatial ring and swallowed it. He then looked at the young man and asked, "..."
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Chapter 668 Guardian Beast of the Sect, Primordial Flood Dragon!
"What's it to you? My True Martial Sect is the strongest sect in the martial arts world. You'll understand sooner or later!" The young man staggered to his feet, clutching his chest with one hand, his internal energy in disarray.
"What do you understand? Your martial arts sects are no match for immortal cultivation sects, no matter how strong they are." Yang Feng shook his head.
boom!
Just then, a huge change occurred!
The massive sect was gathering spiritual energy from heaven and earth above, and then a surge of immense energy swept out.
Yang Feng's expression changed slightly. He put his hands in front of his eyes and was forced back three steps by this energy.
Subsequently, a violent tremor occurred within the True Martial Sect. A group of top-tier Heaven-rank experts who had entered were all blasted out, spitting out blood.
When Yang Feng saw Bai Di fall alive in front of him, his brows furrowed immediately, and he...did not help her up.
He glanced at them briefly and saw that all of these top-tier experts at the Heavenly Rank were covered in blood, looking terrifying and weak, clearly having been severely injured.
Compared to these people, Bai Di's injuries were somewhat acceptable.
The others are probably just too weak.
Especially the elderly, whose arms were both severed, the wounds were horrific, as if they had been bitten off by something.
"Since you have defeated me, I will not go back on my word. I can open the entrance to the formation to let you leave. Otherwise, when the guardian beast inside comes out, you will surely die!" The young man looked at Yang Feng expressionlessly and said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng raised an eyebrow and said, "A guardian beast of the sect? I'd like to see this beast."
He sneered inwardly. No matter how strong a divine beast was, could it be stronger than the chaotic beast that had once been inside him?
"We must leave quickly, for inside is the Primordial Dragon, known as an ancient divine beast that has lived for tens of thousands of years!"
The White Emperor stood up from the ground, his pale face and disheveled hair giving him a unique charm.
"Primordial Flood Dragon?"
Yang Feng searched through the chaotic memories, and the result...
In the chaotic memories, this mythical beast was essentially equivalent to... an earthworm.
Perhaps it was during the peak of chaos that he was too powerful.
"The one who brought the good stuff has arrived, the Primordial Flood Dragon, every part of its body is a treasure." A greedy glint flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and a wild smile appeared on his lips.
The White Emperor's lips twitched. Even at this point, this person was still thinking about treasures. He was really tired of living.
"It's too late, it's already here. You'd better figure it out yourselves."
As he spoke, the boy took out something resembling a rune from his body, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
Shrinking the earth to an inch!
Yang Feng didn't intend to pay any attention to the young man from the True Martial Sect, since he had already been severely injured and wouldn't be able to recover in less than half a month.
"roar!"
A huge black figure darted out from the massive gate of the Zhenwu Sect.
A look of surprise flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. This dragon seemed to be about to become a real dragon, and it had a five-point resemblance to the Azure Dragon in his memory.
Its two feet on its head resemble elk antlers, its eyes are as big as red lanterns, its body is covered with thick scales, the golden scales shimmer slightly, and its claws are like eagle claws, but several times larger, as if they can tear everything apart.
Its body exudes the majesty of a dragon.
"Wow, a dragon pearl has actually formed inside this dragon's body. It's so easy to get it. This dragon pearl can be used as nourishment for the Chaos Pearl. When the Chaos Pearl is activated again, its strength can be doubled once more."
Yang Feng's eyes burned with fire, as he activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth and sought out weaknesses.