Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 700 Golden Light Vortex! (3 more)
When Ling Feng and his group finally arrived at the Sutra Pavilion of the Ancient Huangji Gate, there were already about 20 people gathered here.

In addition to Feng Yan's team and Ding Peng's trio that they met before, Shen Lang, Murong Wu, and even Yan Jinghong also stood aside indifferently.

What surprised Ling Feng the most was that Nangong Yu, the eleventh prince of the Tianyang Empire, was also there!
However, the aura on this guy's body has obviously improved a lot compared to before, and it seems that he has directly broken through to the Divine Origin Realm.

This guy's background is strong enough, and he has been forcibly suppressing the realm, so Ling Feng is not at all curious about breaking through to the Shenyuan realm in such a short period of time.

However, the price of such a quick breakthrough is that the foundation is vain, but for the opportunity to fight for this battle of gods and demons, he only impulsively once.The big deal is that after going back, it will not be too big of a problem to lay down the foundation and spend some time and resources.

Seeing Ling Feng and his group approaching, Feng Yan saluted Ling Feng with a cupped fist and said hello.

Ling Feng also nodded to him, and led his companions to Feng Yan's side. In name, they are still temporary companions.

"Brother Ling, why didn't I see you when we were fighting for the peerless magic pill?" Feng Yan lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, I was actually there at the time, but seeing that Brother Feng had already made a move, I thought to myself that there was no hope of getting the peerless magic pill, so I had to settle for the next best thing, and went shopping around again, but unfortunately, I found nothing."

Ling Feng shrugged and said with a distressed expression.

"You're a smart kid. We, Young Master Feng, have made a move. You must have nothing to sing about." The fat yellow man raised his head and said proudly.

"Yes."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, but he was secretly amused. Feng Yan was indeed strong enough, but he was not the winner in the end.

Feng Yan nodded, not doubting him, but Yan Jinghong and Nan Gongyu, who looked at Ling Feng and his companions from time to time, seemed not to believe Ling Feng's words.

Fortunately, the guys around Ling Feng, Li Bufan and Tuobayan, had ice cube faces and couldn't see any expressions.Yue Yunlan, an acting school, seems to have never heard of any peerless magic pills.

Mu Qianxue, from time to time, touched the little black cat in her arms, looking harmless to humans and animals.

As for Jiang Xiaofan, although this guy is not very smart and has no acting skills, but he keeps scratching the back of his head and giggling, basically no one will notice him.

"Brother Ling, we meet again!"

Nangong Yu, the eleventh prince of the Tianyang Empire, walked over with a calm face, as if he was not worried about Ling Feng snatching his Xuanhuang Yan last time.

"The eleventh prince."

Ling Feng pursed his lips and saluted him with fists, secretly surprised: This guy saw himself again, but he didn't hit him with a punch. His endurance is not bad.

"The last time I was in Tianbai Emperor Capital, I really owe Brother Ling to take care of me. Thanks to Brother Ling, I lost my wife and lost my army!"

The eleventh prince stared at Ling Feng, and said with gritted teeth.

What he said, of course, meant that he failed to marry Yue Yunlan back, and instead lost a lot of elites, and in the end he even paid back the three cities of the Tianbai Empire!
Although there are only three insignificant small cities, the empire's face has been completely lost!

After returning to Tianyang Empire, his father was so furious that he almost slapped him to death!
"Hehe, it should be, it should be." Ling Feng curled his lips and smiled, "It's not a big deal, His Royal Highness, don't worry about it."

"Pfft!"

For a moment, both Mu Qianxue and Yue Yunlan couldn't help laughing, and Ling Feng's sharp-tongued ability has not regressed at all!

"Hahaha... I laughed so hard, ouch, my stomach hurts!"

Lan Yingying at the side even burst out laughing, unexpectedly, Ling Feng looked serious, so it turned out that his words were so interesting.

"Humph!"

The Eleventh Prince's expression darkened immediately, he gave Ling Feng a hard look, flung his sleeves, and left angrily.

He also saw that Ling Feng seemed to have a good relationship with Feng Yan. He asked himself that he was not Feng Yan's opponent, and now he still needs to combine the strength of everyone to have a chance to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He can only endure it for the time being. .

Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose, he didn't take the hatred of the eleven princes to heart, he was the oldest when there were many people who wanted to kill him.

Turn your attention to a large hall in front of you, this is the "Sutra Pavilion" of the ancient sect.

However, Ling Feng was taken aback by the scene in the Sutra Pavilion. This tall attic was half destroyed, and there was a huge hole in the roof on the left half, from which a dazzling golden light could be seen shining.

Ling Feng took a closer look and found that the golden light was originally emitted by a spherical golden vortex, and it was this golden vortex that broke the roof of the Sutra Pavilion.

A terrifying energy storm raged outside the golden light vortex, blowing the entire attic to the point of collapse. If there was not an ancient magic circle outside the Sutra Pavilion, it might have been completely destroyed at this moment.

"What's going on here?" Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and asked Feng Yan and the others.

"I don't know very well." Feng Yan shook his head, "When we arrived here, we already discovered that there was a very special energy in the Sutra Pavilion, which kept escaping. It's a pity that this Sutra The ancient magic circle around the pavilion has been automatically opened, and no one can break it directly. Therefore, everyone froze here, hoping to unite everyone's strength to destroy the ancient magic circle together."

"I see."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, even through the ancient magic circle, he could feel the violent energy of the golden vortex, I'm afraid it's another great treasure!
It's just that, in the Sutra Pavilion, shouldn't there be some secret books and other things, so what's the matter with this dazzling golden light?

About half a day later, more people came one after another, and when more than 50 geniuses from the four empires had gathered around, Murong Wu finally couldn't hold back, and jumped from a broken wall. After getting down, he raised his voice and said: "The number of people is almost the same, let's work together to destroy the ancient prohibition of the Sutra Pavilion!"

After finishing speaking, he swung the golden gun in his hand and walked slowly towards the damaged hall.

The ancient formation is certainly powerful, but after tens of thousands of years, its power has long been inferior to that of the previous ones. Those present are all geniuses who can leapfrog battles. With the strength of everyone, there is still a chance to break through the formation.

The golden vortex on the left half of the Sutra Pavilion may have destroyed a large number of secret books of exercises, but the building on the right half is still intact. If you grab a copy of the exercises in it, it may be the master who rose against the sky. Chance!
(End of this chapter)