The sky shook with a loud crash, and suddenly [someone] burst onto the scene in a flash of brilliance!

  Lin Feng was driving the Black Cloud Flag and flying in the sky.

  At this moment, the black cloud flag is flowing with an extraordinary aura amidst its rotation.

  In the dark light, there is a subtle twist of space, revealing a strong sense of power.

  From Chen Gang, Lin Feng not only obtained a small amount of Xi Ran from the Zhi Shui flag, but also got a small bottle of Tian Yi true water.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Feng successfully cleansed the Black Cloud Flag that was originally polluted by the Underworld Blood River.

  The Black Cloud Flag was polluted by the Blood River's true water, so many of its functions couldn't be used. Although it could still be used for flight and short-range spatial movement, and could also form a small space inside itself, it couldn't be used to fight against enemies.

  Now Hei Yun Qi has restored his Jindan period artifact to its original splendor, with Wu Guang being both offensive and defensive, and is also a top-notch product among Jindan period artifacts.

  But Lin Feng's current strength is that when he really fights with others, the Black Cloud Flag can no longer play a big role.

  But after being purified by Tianyi Zhen Shui, it is much more agile when used. Moreover, if Lin Feng can successfully condense the fetus in the future and re-refine it, the Black Cloud Flag still has hope of advancing to a Yuan Ying period artifact.

  At this moment, the one driving the black cloud flag is not Lin Feng's true body, but rather a divine avatar. Lin Feng's true body remains on Mount Yu Jing, cultivating.

  After Lin Feng's divine sense condensed and transformed into a Battle God Avatar, it was equivalent to having another body.

  After advancing to the Golden Elixir stage, Lin Feng's divine soul had become strong enough to simultaneously control two physical bodies, sharing consciousness and memories.

  He had already changed out of his heavy armor and into a set of purple robes, and apart from being much taller and larger in build, he looked exactly the same as before.

  Lin Feng smiled slightly: "This body's qi and blood are even stronger and more convenient to use, but the divine soul is not as agile as the original body, and casting spells is not as smooth."

  "But physical strength is already enough to make up for the inadequacy of magic."

  Lin Feng drove the black cloud flag on his way, thinking: "Before I understood the eight trigrams and the great Tao of heaven, I vaguely understood the divine power of the flesh. The martial arts fist technique had some vague ideas, but couldn't be put into practice."

  "This time, just in time to take advantage of the powerful energy and blood of the War God's incarnation to create this martial art."

  All the way flying, Lin Feng has already entered the range of the Great Transverse Mountain Range.

  Although they are all continuous mountains, the Kunlun Mountains are more majestic and towering into the clouds. The peaks of the Daxing'anling Mountains are not as magnificent, but more precipitous.

  Various cliffs and precipices are everywhere, showing the ingenuity of nature.

  Lin Feng's destination was Changchun Mountain, located at the southern end of the Great Desolate Mountain Range. It was one of the strongest Daoist sects of this generation and a member of the Nine Heavens Sword Alliance - the Dahuang Sword Sect.

  In the vast expanse of the Great Transverse Mountain Range, all sorts of rare and precious treasures emerged one after another. The Dahuang Sword Sect that guarded this place was renowned throughout the entire Tianyuan Great World for its bizarre and unpredictable magical artifacts and divine abilities.

  The style of the Dahuang Sword Sect is not overbearing, except for a few places that are considered private property and forbidden to outsiders. As for other external cultivators entering the southern part of the Daxing Mountains to search for treasure or gather herbs, the Dahuang Sword Sect allows them to come and go as they please.

  So many monks enter the Great Transverse Mountain Range for generations in search of rare and precious elixirs.

  Lin Feng came all the way and had seen many teams of cultivators entering the Great Horizontal Mountain Range.

  Apart from the rare treasures, the Great Cross Mountain Range is also filled with many dangers. Apart from the emergence of ferocious beasts and monsters, the mountain range itself also hides many strange and unpredictable heavenly and earthly disasters.

  But for human monks, this is the most dangerous place. It has always been one's own kind.

  In the desolate mountains, fellow human monks are even more dangerous than the demon tribe.

  Lin Feng watched the murder and robbery unfolding before his eyes, shaking his head.

  The current situation is five people ganging up on six people.

  To be exact, four people were holding down six people and fighting, while one person was standing on the side watching without intervening.

  But this onlooker brought more pressure to the six people who were at a disadvantage than the other four combined.

  Because of this black-robed Taoist standing by, who didn't make a move himself, his aura of power was astonishingly that of the Golden Elixir stage, with a perfectly condensed and refined energy that pressed down on the hearts of the six people being surrounded like a great mountain.

  Among these six people, three are in the foundation building period and three are in the energy cultivating period.

  And their opponents, four gray-robed monks, were the entire foundation-building cultivators' lineup, and they were just a bunch of fat beats.

  Six people were led by an old man in white clothes to resist desperately. Three young people in the Qi-refining stage had encountered danger several times and relied on the support of their seniors in the foundation-building stage to barely hold on.

  One of the girls in yellow attire was elegant and refined, with a hint of heroic spirit amidst her delicate features. She urged loudly, "Master, Master's brother, you'd better break through quickly, don't let us hold you back."

  The old man in white robes smiled bitterly and said, "My foolish disciple, even if we want to leave now, it's too late."

  The black-robed Taoist outside the war group sneered with a strange smile: "Little beauty, your master is indeed a wise man. How ridiculous that you still haven't seen through the situation until now?"

  "Alright, I'll go back with Daoist Master. Don't worry, I won't let you down. By practicing dual cultivation with Daoist Master, I guarantee that you will quickly establish your foundation and have a chance to achieve the Golden Elixir Great Path in the future."

  The girl in yellow clothing frowned and said, "Tiemu Dao Ren, you are guilty of heinous crimes, using evil arts to harm many young girls. Even if Xiang Lan Ying is dead, she would never surrender to an evil person like you."

  Tiemu Dao Ren smiled and said, "That's probably beyond your control."

  Lin Feng looked at the scene in front of him with interest: "At this time, shouldn't a young hero come out, slap the villain to death, save the beauty, and then have the girl throw herself into his arms and promise her body?"

  Lin Feng's mind was filled with happy thoughts when he suddenly heard a faint laugh coming from afar.

  "I've long heard that Tiemu Dao people practice evil arts, often capturing women to use as cauldrons for their cultivation, with blood debts piling up on their hands."

  "It's been a long time since we last met, and you really have a way with words."

  The laughter was soft, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

  A fierce glint flashed in Tie Mu's eyes, his gaze fixed on the distance, his eyes almost materializing into substance, shining on a young man in black clothes.

  Others also looked at the young man in black, and they all couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.

  He stood tall and slender, with a majestic physique. Wearing a black robe, his snow-white long hair flowed behind him, his quiet and cold eyes seemed to gleam with a hint of a smile, as if smiling yet not quite smiling.

  Everyone present was captivated by his demeanor, and for a moment they forgot about their struggle.

  "This image......" Lin Feng on the cloud looked at the black-clad youth's appearance, but was stunned: "So cliché......no. With such a cool image, this rhythm is a bit off?"

  He had thought that someone would come out and be a hero, embracing the beauty and taking her home, but it was just a joke, who knew that such a thing would really appear.

  Tiemu Dao Ren glanced at the young man in black and suddenly burst out laughing.

  "You're just a weakling who overestimates himself. You're only at the late stage of foundation building, and you want to die? I'll grant your wish."

  Upon hearing this, the eyes of the white-robed old man and others dimmed, apparently not believing that only a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like the black-robed youth could defeat Tie Mu.

  Tiemu Dao Ren let out a strange laugh. He turned to the four grey-robed Daoists and shouted: "Xiao Si, Xiao Liu, take him down for me!"

  Two grey-robed Taoists responded in unison: "Yes, Master." Their figures flashed, and they had already exited the battle circle, charging straight at the black-clad youth.

  Xiang Lan Ying, a girl in yellow clothes, exclaimed: "Be careful!"

  Her companions were also in a hurry, some wanting to rush to support her. Some wanted to take advantage of the situation and break through, but Tie Mu Dao Ren kept staring at them, laughing strangely, his palm opened, releasing a ball of black air that trapped Xiang Lan Ying and the other six people together.

  And his two disciples had already pounced on the young man in black, they were also at the late stage of foundation building. Two against one, no wonder Xiang Lan Ying and others didn't think highly of the young man in black.

  Xiang Lan closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight of the elegant black-clad youth being defeated and humiliated.

  Lin Feng from afar couldn't bear to look anymore, but he wasn't sympathizing with the black-clothed youth who had been defeated.

  Come on, a figure like this, coming out to be a hero and save the beauty, could he possibly fail?

  As expected, facing the two grey-robed Taoists who were charging towards him with momentum, the black-clad youth didn't even glance at them, and instead looked at Tie Mu Taoist, saying lightly, "You wear black clothes, I don't like it very much."

  "You insult this color."

  As he spoke, the young man in black suddenly threw a punch, with lightning flashing on his fist, densely packed with dark purple lightning bolts, terrifyingly as if a ghost or god had descended upon the world.

  One punch, just one punch, and the two Taoist priests in grey robes were blown away at an even faster speed than when they came.

  Everyone was stunned, and Tie Mu Dao Ren exclaimed: "Who are you?"

  The young man in black did not respond, but behind him, the vast expanse of cloud suddenly dispersed.

  "Boom!"

  In the midst of a thunderous roar, four massive warhorses with purple light flashing all over their bodies, their hooves treading on the clouds, and their enormous size comparable to that of an elephant, pulled a cyan chariot that seemed like a small mountain, tearing through the sky and appearing before everyone.

  The young man in black stopped for a moment, and he was already on the Qing Lei war chariot. The giant thunder dragon horse, the tall and majestic Qing Lei chariot, enveloped him in a dazzling display of lightning, making his entire person seem like a high-ranking official.

  No matter whether it's Tie Mu Dao Ren or the white-robed old man, under the foil of the black-clothed youth, they all seem to have encountered a lion king on patrol, and are simply too embarrassed to look at.

  The young man in black looked down at the ironwood person below and asked faintly, "You ask who I am?"

  He took out a red maple leaf, spread his palm, and the red leaf was blown away by the wind, flying freely in the sky.

  "Green Thunder Chariot, Red Maple Leaf..." The white-robed old man exclaimed: "Red Leaf Young Master, it's actually the Red Leaf Young Master!"

  Everyone present was shocked and amazed, their eyes fixed on the young man in black standing calmly on the Azure Thunder War Chariot in the sky.

  Tiemu Dao's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Hongye Gongzi, Ye Piaoxue!"

  Xiang Lanying was also dazed and infatuated as she gazed at Hongye Gongzi, her eyes blurred with confusion.

  Lin Feng was probably the only person who didn't have much of a reaction, gazing from afar with a faint smile: "Is this the legendary 'a loud noise in the sky, and someone makes a dazzling entrance'?"

  Suddenly, voices of other people came from the Qing Lei war chariot, and there were more than one or two.

  Lin Feng carefully sized him up, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was speechless, almost falling off the Black Cloud Flag.

  "Whoa!"

  The explosion has not ended yet, and there will be updates at dinner time!!!