Ten thousand times return: My apprentice builds the foundation and I become an immortal

Xu Qianfeng was in a small world, and the space around him was constantly being born and destroyed, and it turned into a terrifying annihilation force that seemed to be generated by the collapse of heaven and earth, sweeping in from all directions.

Those below the seventh turn pseudo-immortal would probably not be able to survive for even a quarter of an hour here, and would be left with nothing, let alone breaking the formation.

But as the leader of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, one of the few nine-turn pseudo-immortals in the entire second heaven, breaking the formation was not a problem.

Soon he used his means to directly destroy the small world here, but the next moment the small world in front of him was broken, a new world was generated, directly covering him.

Xu Qianfeng was anxious.

This formation was extremely mysterious, with sixteen small worlds linked together. Even with his strength, he couldn't break it without one or two hours.

Even after breaking it, he still had to face Ling Tian who controlled the formation.

As a leader-level existence, Xu Qianfeng was not afraid of Ling Tian at all, but he had to admit that there was not much difference in their strength.

Even if he used all his means, he might not be able to win the opponent.

Even if he could win, it would not be within an hour.

He could only wait for other elders to come to help after breaking the formation, but they were also not as strong as him and would break the formation more slowly.

No matter how he thought about it, Xu Qianfeng could not think of a way to escape within two hours.

Although there were still many people in Yuhua Cave Heaven, some of them were strong men above the seventh level, but they were not opponents of the five elders of Shangqing Immortal Sect who blocked the cave entrance.

If he insisted on attacking, even if he could win, he would probably suffer heavy casualties.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have acted impulsively. If I had been prepared in advance, how could I have avoided this formation?"

Xu Qianfeng was annoyed and worried at the same time.

He also knew Ling Tian's intention.

He wanted to delay them so that his people could capture Xu Songnian.

Even though Xu Songnian had a lot of life-saving trump cards, if the one who attacked was also an elder of Shangqing Xianmen, then I'm afraid...

While breaking the formation, Xu Qianfeng was eager to use the communication jade pendant to contact Xu Songnian.

Not long after, a familiar voice came from the communication jade pendant.

"Father!"

Xu Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that after activating the jade pendant, the voice coming from the other side was someone from Shangqing Xianmen.

"Songnian, how are you? Who did Shangqing Xianmen send to catch you?"

Xu Songnian paused and said, "It was Shangqing Fourth Elder Wei Jianglei and Fifth Elder Lie Zhaoran!"

Xu Qianfeng's heart sank when he heard it.

These two are both veteran seventh-turn pseudo-immortals, and Wei Jianglei is only half a step away from the eighth turn.

With the two of them working together, even an ordinary seventh-turn pseudo-immortal can't hold on for half an hour, let alone Xu Songnian?

This Ling Tian is really insidious. In order to catch his own son, he actually sent two elders?

"Songnian, don't fight, run quickly, and hold on for a while longer!"

"Ling Tian brought people to the door to delay time. I will save you as soon as I deal with him!"

The next moment, Xu Songnian's voice sounded, but it was a bit strange.

"This... Father, you don't have to save me."

"I'm on my way back..."

Xu Qianfeng trembled all over when he heard it.

"What?"

It has not been half an hour so far.

He didn't think Xu Songnian could escape from Wei Jianglei and Lie Zhaoran so easily.

Then there is only one possibility.

Xu Qianfeng's heart tightened: "Songnian, did Wei Jianglei and the others bring you back?"

Xu Songnian on the opposite side paused: "This... It's not impossible to say that."

Xu Qianfeng's hanging heart finally died.

It seems that Xu Songnian has indeed been captured.

But the next moment, Xu Songnian's voice sounded again.

"It's just... maybe it's not what you think, father."

Xu Qianfeng was startled: "What do you mean?"

Xu Songnian looked at the front without saying a word.

In the sky ahead, an old man full of evil spirit was holding the middle section of a rope that exuded fairy spirit, and the two ends of the rope were turned into a trap, which was put on two people.

And the old man was driving a fairy boat.

At this moment, Xu Songnian himself was also on this fairy boat.

The two people were pulling the rope and dragging the fairy boat to fly desperately.

The old man had a grim smile on his face, holding the rope in one hand and holding a long knife in the other hand. From time to time, he used the back of the knife to whip the two people, making them cry for their parents.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

The two people tied with ropes exuded a strong aura. If they were not the two elders of Shangqing Xianmen, who else could they be, Lie Zhaoran and Wei Jianglei?

...

Time went back to a moment ago.

Over Liuguang Sect.

Lin Feng kicked the Six Yang Head Flame Pearl back with a volley. Lie Zhaoran was caught off guard and spurted blood from the mouth.

Wei Jianglei, who was standing next to him, was also shocked.

"There is another expert!?"

Anyone who can do this must be at least a powerful person of the Seventh Transformation Pseudo-Immortal.

The senior officials of the four major sects basically know each other, but this young man looks very strange and has never been seen before.

"Is he secretly cultivated by the Yuhua Sect? In order to plot against my Shangqing Sect, even the hidden masters were sent out. It's really painstaking."

Wei Jianglei's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he rushed towards Lin Feng without fear.

At the same time, he raised his hand, and a giant pen with a purple-gold color and a terrifying aura condensed from his side. It grew to a huge size of ten thousand miles in an instant. As he swung his pen, a long purple-gold river was splashed, sweeping Lin Feng into it.

This long river is endless, as if connecting the past and the future, and contains boundless power!

This is exactly Wei Jianglei's life-defining magic weapon, the Purple Saint Book of Heavenly Hair!

Each hair of this pen is condensed from a kind of rule power, with infinite power, and is even enough to rewrite the laws of heaven and earth within the coverage area!

At the same time, it is also the top semi-immortal weapon, only one step away from the quasi-immortal weapon.

As the fourth elder of Shangqing Immortal Sect, Wei Jianglei has practiced for countless years. In fact, his cultivation can enter the eighth turn early. The reason why he has not been promoted is to refine this life-defining magic weapon into a quasi-immortal weapon, and then use the power of feedback to promote at the same time. Once he breaks through, he can directly reach the late eighth turn!

Even now, with the combination of man and soldier, the combat power he can exert is no less than that of a pseudo-immortal who has just entered the eighth level.

Xu Songnian saw the danger and quickly warned.

"This... Daoist friend, be careful! Don't let the ink touch you--"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng slapped him, and Wei Jianglei flew away with the pen.

Then he looked back at him: "What did you just say?"

Xu Songnian: "... Just pretend I didn't say it."

Wei Jianglei was spitting blood and rolling in the air, his face full of confusion.

"What happened?"

Lin Feng looked at his palm, very excited.

The reason for his excitement was not because of his own strength, but because...

"Great, I didn't die from a slap this time."