An elder stood on the deck, looking at the figure floating in the distance, his face solemn.

It is obvious that the old man in front of him is not an apostle of the secret realm, but he possesses the strength of a ninth-level peak apostle.

In the Jiuji Xuantian Great Secret Realm, because there are many sects and spiritual practice is popular, many natives have strength that is not weaker than the apostles of the secret realm. However, many people are still accustomed to using the level of apostles to divide the strength of the spiritual practice world.

“Humph, no wonder you are so arrogant. You recognized the Xu Kun flying boat of our Wanfa Sect and even dared to attack it. It is obvious that you don’t take our Wanfa Sect seriously!”

"We have been too lax with these border areas. This year's Yu Lan hunting will be held in the Barbarian Monster Mountain Range."

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The several elders on the deck were only at the peak of level seven, but facing the old man Wan Du who was at the peak of level nine, they all showed disdain on their faces. This was the arrogance of the disciples of a major sect when facing independent cultivators.

Several true disciples have retreated back to the deck, but two of them were accidentally injured by the venom sprayed by the two-headed poisonous lizard while retreating. One of them only suffered minor injuries, with a small area on the back burned. He just needs to clean it up and take a few detoxification pills.

But the other person was seriously injured. His entire left arm was burned by the venom, leaving only a black and green stump, which was still dripping with poison. The fact that he was able to insist on returning to the deck of the flying boat was a sign of his strong willpower.

However, when he reached the deck, this true disciple's eyes went dark and he fainted.

An elder's face turned pale as he stepped forward and swung his sword, cutting off the injured arm of the true disciple at the shoulder. He then began to bandage the wound and stuffed several detoxifying pills and elixirs for healing injuries into the disciple's mouth.

"Those who injure my Wanfa Sect disciples are unforgivable crimes and must be executed!" The elder stood up, his face terribly gloomy. His true disciple had lost an arm and his strength had been greatly reduced. If he could not find an elixir to regenerate the severed limb, he would probably not be able to continue to upgrade his apostle level.

Just as the elder stood up and wanted to avenge his disciple, he heard a "boom" and a large poisonous cloud appeared above the flying boat. A moment later, countless green poisonous rain fell and hit the flying boat's defense shield. Suddenly, a "crackling" burning sound was heard, and the energy of the flying boat's defense formation was rapidly declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This barbarian cultivator does have some tricks up his sleeve!" An elder sneered, made a finger gesture, pointed at the poisonous cloud above the flying boat, and shouted sternly: "Disperse!"

"Barbarian cultivators" is a derogatory term used by the disciples of the major sects to refer to those cultivators who live in remote and wild areas. However, the elders did not dare to underestimate the poisonous cloud technique he cast, and immediately cast the spell of "clouds disperse and rain stop".

Xu Feng narrowed his eyes. As a high-level forbidden spell wizard in his previous life, he was naturally very familiar with the spell "Clouds Disperse and Rain Stops". Looking at the way this elder cast the spell, it was extremely skillful. Obviously, the spell level was also quite high, and it might even have reached the maximum level.

Boom~ The poisonous cloud began to roll violently, and the wind blew so hard that it even blew away a small piece of the poisonous cloud. Even the density of the poisonous rain was not as great as before. However, after the spell was released, the poisonous cloud that enveloped the flying boat never dissipated.

"Huh?"

The elder showed a look of surprise on his face. His magic was effective, but it did not work every time. This made him feel a little embarrassed.

"The clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped. The clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped. The clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped!"

Casting the "Clouds Disperse, Rain Stop" spell four times in a row took a heavy toll on the elder. His face turned visibly paler and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After four consecutive times of "Clouds Disperse, Rain Stops", there was finally some effect, dispersing most of the poisonous clouds.

A mocking smile appeared on the face of the old man Wan Du. He waved his right hand lightly, and a poisonous cloud appeared in the sky again. Its range and intensity were wider and stronger than the last time.

“The Wanfa Sect is nothing but this!” Old Man Wan Du laughed loudly, his eyes full of disdain.

It was indeed a bit difficult for the seventh-level apostle to dispel the magic power released by the ninth-level apostle.

"Clouds?" Xu Feng looked at the poisonous cloud above his head with a thoughtful look on his face.

Theoretically, celestial phenomena such as wind and clouds are all under the overall coordination of the atmosphere and will be controlled by one's own magical power - controlling the air. However, the specific details still need to be verified.

As soon as he thought about it, the air around him began to be controlled by Xu Feng. Even his spiritual sense, which could only spread to about ten meters, seemed to be able to spread to a farther place.

The poisonous cloud structure above his head quickly appeared in Xu Feng's mind. There was no secret left. It seemed that as long as he thought about it, the poisonous cloud structure would collapse.

"Interesting..." A smile appeared on Xu Feng's lips. This meant that as long as the spells involved the atmosphere, such as wind, rain, clouds and lightning, Xu Feng could control and counter them, but the degree of control was different.

Spells like wind and cloud that involve more of the atmosphere are easier to control, while other spells like rain and thunder that involve water and electricity are more difficult to control.

"The clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped!" The elder cast the spell again even though all his magic power was exhausted.

Puff~ This time, the poisonous cloud above my head was like a deflated ball. It dissipated directly with a gust of wind. After a few breaths, the sky suddenly became clear.

"Huh, interesting, it's worthy of being the Wanfa Sect, it does have some tricks!" Elder Wan Du showed surprise in his eyes. His Poison Cloud Spell was not an ordinary spell, but a mutated version of the "Bloody Storm" spell, which added highly toxic elements. It was equivalent to a compound spell. Not to mention a seventh-level apostle, even if he was like him and reached the peak strength of a ninth-level apostle, he might not be able to dispel it so easily.

"Hey, Lao Zhang is really good. He's really risking his life!"

"Haha, this old man Wan Du has some skills. This is not an ordinary poison cloud spell. It should be a variant of some powerful spell, or a compound spell!"

"Elder Zhang is bursting with energy. Hurry up and help him down to rest."

"Elder Zhang is using a level 7 spell to defeat a level 9 pinnacle spell. It consumes too much energy."

Elder Zhang, who performed the "Clouds Disperse and Rain Stop" technique, had a confused look in his eyes.

Elder Zhang looked at the clear sky after the storm had dissipated, and his body couldn't help but soften.

"Old Man Wan Du, you've gone too far!" An elder stepped forward and said to the other party with cold eyes.

The old man Wan Du's face suddenly turned gloomy. He stared at the people on the deck and said coldly, "This is the Barbarian Demon Mountain Range, not your Wan Fa Sect!"

"If you want to pass through here, leave your flying boat behind. Otherwise, all of you will stay here today."

"Hmph, as a barbarian cultivator, what qualifications do you have to keep all of us here?" The elder said in a deep voice, leaped away from the defensive light curtain of the Xu Kun flying boat, and stood opposite the old man Wan Du in the void.

"Today, I will let you, a barbarian cultivator, see how powerful the Wanfa Sect is!" The elder shouted sternly: "Shen Gang!"

Buzz~ A slight vibration was heard in the air, and an invisible energy force emerged from the elder's body.

One floor, two floors, three floors, ...

Finally, nine layers of divine energy emerged from the elder's body, as if he was wearing nine layers of armor.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The Gang Jin not only possesses extremely strong defensive power, but can also amplify the elder's attack. When the nine levels of the divine Gang are exerted, it is equivalent to being able to enhance his attack nine times. But in terms of attack, this elder is no weaker than a ninth-level peak apostle.

Elder Wan Du looked at the nine-layer divine energy released by the elder in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Wan Fa Sect, why don't you change your name to Turtle Sect? You like to put on layer after layer of turtle shells on your body."

"Today I will let you know that no matter how many layers of turtle shells you put on your body, they are useless to me!"

The elder narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully: "Who doesn't know how to brag? Look, I'm going to punch you to pieces!"

The divine power is invincible!

With a loud shout, the elder's muscles began to swell. After a moment, he expanded from a skinny old man into a muscular strong man.

“Hmph, Elder Shengang’s combat power is unparalleled. Even though he is only at the peak of level seven, his attack power is comparable to that of a level nine warrior.” An elder looked at Elder Shengang, whose figure had become burly, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

The next moment, Elder Shengang threw a punch with such force that a low sonic boom erupted in the air. It seemed that this punch was going to smash a hole in the void.

"It's just a fist force. Without understanding the meaning of fist, it's just a paper tiger with only a fancy appearance!" The old man Wan Du sneered and said, "Today, I will let you see what artistic conception is!"

Boom~ The aura of the old man Wan Du suddenly spread out, and a cold and murderous aura came towards him.

Elder Shengang swung his fist and rushed into Elder Wandu's state of mind. His speed suddenly slowed down, just like a small insect that flew into a spider web. No matter how it struggled, it was of no avail.

“Artistic realm? You, you are…” Elder Shengang’s face changed drastically. He did not expect that he would encounter a ninth-level peak apostle who had mastered the artistic conception.

"Elder Wan Du has actually mastered the state of mind?" The faces of the remaining elders on the deck also became solemn, no longer as relaxed as before.

"Only when you reach the seventh level of comprehending artistic conception, the eighth level of comprehending domain, and the ninth level of comprehending law can you have the opportunity to go further!" an elder muttered to himself.

When Xu Feng heard this, he was moved and wanted to ask for details, but he also knew that this was not the right occasion to ask further questions, so he endured it.

Xu Feng was no stranger to artistic conception. He had seen battles between high-level apostles in his previous life. If one side possessed artistic conception, the battle would be extremely fast and it would be like crushing dry weeds and rotten wood, just like what was happening before his eyes.

"Thousands of Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands!"

"Bang~"

Elder Shengang felt as if he had been hit hard, and the nine layers of Shengang energy on his body were shattered by Elder Wandu's blow. His body was knocked dozens of feet away and fell heavily on the deck of the flying boat.

Elder Shengang fainted instantly, his upper clothes were torn to pieces, and a black palm print, more than an inch deep, was deeply embedded in his chest.

It turned out that Elder Shengang was no match for Old Man Wandu in just one move.

"Detoxification Pills, help Elder Shengang down quickly!"

At this time, there were only three elders left on the deck, all of them looking at Old Man Wan Du with serious expressions.

"Hurry up and call up Deputy Palace Master Qin." An elder whispered to his true disciple.

Faced with a ninth-level peak powerhouse who had mastered the state of mind, all the elders present were unsure.

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(End of this chapter)